AN: A case of you by Joni Mitchell, and why do I feel SO bad for my poor Niff babies?

After Nick stormed out of the house, he ran through the garden and down the hill the house rests on. He kept running until he saw Jeff walking down the street. He stopped and looked around, Puck was nowhere to be found. He was 10 feet from Jeff when he heard Jeff speak.

"This whole town is the twilight zone. My god." Jeff muttered. Nick ran until he was just behind Jeff. "It was Seb's ring, Jeff."

"Oh, Gee. I didn't know that." Jeff responded sarcastically.

"I know you knew that. But I had to tell you."

Jeff glared at Nick, "I was serious at your house, Nick. Get a lawyer before you talk to me."

Nick looked at him, determination clear in his eyes, "I don't want a lawyer, Jeff."

Jeff looked at him, an eyebrow arched. Nick noticed they were outside the bed and breakfast. A gate was erected between the place and the rest of the town. Jeff looked at him, gauging. "All right. Let's have a little chat, Nick."

Nick nodded. Jeff opened the gate and motioned for Nick to enter. After the two men went in, Jeff closed the gate and lead Nick to his room. Jeff opened the door, and murmured "Come on in."

Nick entered after Jeff and looked around. Jeff looked around and frowned, "Excuse the mess. Wasn't expecting company."

Nick shrugged, "Seen worse. I have twin boys, remember?"

Jeff laughed, "That's true. Have a seat."

Jeff pointed out a chair near the window. Nick walked over to the bed and looked at the photographs scattered around. Jeff was digging for something on the other side of the bed. He found what he was looking for, a small tape recorder. He saw what Nick was looking at. He panicked and started gathering the photographs. "You don't need to see this stuff."

As Jeff gathered photographs, a familiar letter came into view. Nick saw it and picked it up. He opened and looked at the letter. He could see it was well worn, as if it had been read multiple times over a short period of time.

"How many times did you read my letter?" Nick looked at Jeff in confusion.

Jeff walked over to Nick, shedding his jacket. "A few."

Nick could smell the mixture of Sandalwood, soap and male off of Jeff. He looked at him, surprised. Jeff started singing softly under his breath. Nick could hear the lyrics.

Just before our love got lost you said
"I am as constant as a northern star"
And I said "Constantly in the darkness
Where's that at?
If you want me I'll be in the bar"

Nick couldn't help the raised eyebrow that came over his face. In a shaky voice, he whispered wow to himself.

Jeff looked at him, "I have to study all the evidence, Mr. Sylvester."

He moved a chair closer to the lone table in the room. "Do you want to sit down?"

On shaky legs, Nick moved to sit at the table. He schooled his face into an unreadable expression. Clicking on the record button, Jeff spoke clearly. "This is the testimony of Nicholas Sylvester, Dated April 16th, 2015."

Nick looked at Jeff, seeing the hardness in his eyes. Jeff took the other seat. Looking at Nick, he spoke in a civil tone, "Where is Sebastian Smythe?"

"I think he's in the spirit world." Nick spoke calmly.

"You think he's dead?"

"No. He may be haunting us." Nick looked down at his letter. Jeff could see the worry in Nick's eyes. Nick held up the letter, and stared at Jeff. "What evidence did you get from my letter, Jeff?"

"Did you or your sister kill Sebastian Smythe?"

"Rachel didn't kill anybody." Nick looked at Jeff with hard eyes. Looking down, Nick spoke softly, "Rachel didn't."

"Rachel didn't, but you did?" Jeff looked at Nick, his eyes widening slightly. As a look of guilt came over Nick's face, Jeff spoke. "Nick, Did you?"

Nick got up and walked over to Jeff's bed, avoiding his eyes. He was near tears, "What if I told you I did? What would you do?"

Jeff stared at him as Nick continued, "What would you do? Would you send me to jail because the world is short a man like Sebastian Smythe?"

Nick's voice broke. Jeff stared at him, "It's not for you or me to decide how he should be punished."

Nick sighed. Jeff spoke again, "He has to be held accountable."

"Well, he's already been punished." Nick spoke with an eerie calmness. Jeff stared at him and walked so that their faces were inches apart, "He has?"

They looked at each other. At Nick's nod, Jeff turned around to grab his recorder and turned it off. "You should get a lawyer's advice before we go any further, Nicholas."

He walked back to Nick, and Nick could see the worry in his eyes. "Nick, Listen. I know you're in some kind of trouble. All right?"

Jeff could see Nick's eyes weren't on his face, but on his Adam's apple. Jeff continued, "If you will trust me... tell me what you know... I promise you... I will do everything I can to keep you from harm's way."

Nick's eyes moved from throat to lips as he listened to Jeff.