AN: Massive spoilers for the movie Tombstone ahead. If you haven't seen it, why the hell not?! Sorry, what I meant to say was I highly recommend doing so before you read on...

"Look what I've got," Murphy said enthusiastically, waving a DVD in Heath's face.

"What're you doin' here?" Heath was a little surprised to see him, he thought Murphy was working today. Liam chose to ignore Heath's rudeness and answered the question civilly.

"Brax gave me the morning off. We've got to go over the books later and we'll probably be working late so I figured seeing how I've got the time off we could watch a movie together." Liam finished by waving the DVD in Heath's face again, and ok, maybe he waved it too close on purpose, just to be irritating.

"What is it?" Heath said, clamping his hand around Murphy's wrist and pushing his arm back so he could actually see what the idiot was shoving in his face.

"Tombstone. Huh, it is a real movie."

"Yeah," Murphy said as though that should be obvious.

"Well I wasn't sure," Heath said defensively, "you were totally high when you were raving on about it."

"I was not totally high," Liam shot back, "I was slightly elevated."

"Whatever," Heath said, not buying a word of it, he knew high when he saw it. "Chuck it on then," Heath instructed and Liam didn't need to be told twice. He put the disc in the player and took a seat beside Heath on the lounge.

"Prepare yourself for awesomeness," Murphy declared, squirming around to make himself comfortable, which involved, Heath appreciated, pressing himself as close to Heath as he could.

"It's kinda weird that you're into Westerns..." Heath commented as the disc loaded.

"I grew up watching them," Liam shrugged but it got him to wondering. "What kind of movies did you watch as a kid?"

"Same as everyone else I guess," Heath said, "Disney mostly." The thought appealed to Liam, little Heath and little Brax and baby Casey watching Cinderella or Snow White together on a rainy day...

"Get that look off your face, every kid grows up on Disney," Heath defended, "Robin Hood, The Jungle Book and The Sword in the Stone are the best ones..." Heath finished, so Murphy would understand the mushy love stories weren't his favourites.

"I love The Little Mermaid."

"Really?" Heath said, not sure if Murphy was taking the piss or not.

"Yeah Ariel's hot. I don't care if you're a chick or a dude or which way you swing, everyone loves Ariel."

"That's true," Heath agreed, he had a thing for Ariel too. Liam hit play and the familiar voice over began. The opening scene with the Mexican wedding played out and Heath was hooked, right from the first moments this movie was captivating. Enter the Earps, meeting at the train station to start their new life in Tombstone. Is there anything better than a story about brothers? Liam wondered.

"It's a movie about brothers," Heath said appreciatively, "three of 'em."

"Uh-huh," Liam said, pleased Heath had noticed. It wasn't strictly true but 'Wyatt Earp' was a movie for another day. "Morgan's like Casey, the little cute one..." Liam said. Heath looked at him suspiciously.

"Did you just call Casey cute?"

"I didn't mean it like that you idiot. I meant like this," Liam said, reaching over and pinching Heath's cheek.

"Ow," Heath complained as he pushed Liam's hand away and rubbed his face.

"Well don't say dumb stuff," Liam told him before snuggling in closer and turning his attention back to the movie.

"So I guess that makes me Wyatt," Heath said, "he's the middle brother and the coolest one."

"No, Brax is more like Wyatt," Liam said, just to stir Heath up, "he's kinda like the boss of the family. So I guess that makes you Virgil..."

"No way," Heath argued, "I'm not the old cranky one, that sounds way more like Brax, now shut up so I can watch." They were up to the bit where Wyatt acquires a quarter interest at the Oriental. This was where Doc and Wyatt met up again.

"And that makes me Doc," Liam said happily, watching his fav character and Wyatt picking up their epic friendship where they'd left off. "He and Wyatt are totally tight." Heath glanced at Murphy warily, that right there sounded like they were about to stray into sappiness.

"No, you're more like that blonde chick Wyatt kicks around with," Heath said to get away from the looming sentimentality.

"Mattie? I bloody hope not, Wyatt treats her like a piece of shit and then runs off with someone else."

"Shoosh, stop giving the story away," Heath said, not bothering to tell Murphy that he was right, because that would come dangerously close to wandering into lovey-dovey territory. Liam shooshed and they watched on in silence, Heath recognising the scene with Johnny and Doc talking in Latin. It was a really cool scene, packed with tension, and funny too. It gave Heath an idea, which he decided not to share with Murphy. They continued to watch on happily until the storm started to brew and Morgan was playing pool. Crap, maybe Liam should have thought his earlier comment through a little more. The Cowboys called down the thunder and Morgan slumped on the pool table, a bullet buried in his back. It got Liam every time, Morgan was the one that least deserved this fate, he'd never done the wrong thing, he'd only ever looked out for his brothers. Heath watched the scene unfold, the horror and hopeless of it, Wyatt, covered in his little brother's blood, clutching at his brother's bloody hand, as the doctor gave up trying to remove the bullet, Wyatt knowing there was nothing he could do. And then Morgan died. Liam glanced at Heath who looked horrified, yeah, maybe this wasn't the best movie for them to watch.

"They got their little brother killed..." Heath said faintly and this wasn't just a movie. These were real people, this had actually happened.

"Keep watching," Liam said, "it turns out alright." Heath doubted that, Casey was dead and Brax was shot, that just left him...at least he had his best mate Doc. They settled back into watching as Wyatt, with the help of Doc, took his revenge on the scum that had killed his brother. But now Doc was sick, too sick to help Wyatt when he needed it the most. Liam heard the door open, crap this was the best bit!

"Hey fellas, whatcha's watchin'?" Came Brax's voice. Liam grabbed for the remote to pause the movie before this part was ruined for Heath.

"Shoosh Brax!" Heath said urgently, without moving his eyes from the screen. Wyatt was about to have his final show down with Johnny Ringo. Jesus, Brax had forgotten they were living in the Twilight Zone now, so he backed off before Heath's head started to spin or Liam sprouted horns.

"It's Doc!" Heath exclaimed, what a bloody legend that man was.

"See, told ya this was awesome," Liam couldn't help saying.

"Shut up," Heath said, elbowing Murphy to emphasize his point, he still had to see how this showdown went. Doc won of course and the movie ended as good as it could, the Cowboys broken forever and Wyatt got the girl. The last they saw of Doc was when Wyatt visited him for the final time, when the gambler was on his deathbed and Wyatt, just this once, let himself be sappy. Hmmm, maybe it was ok...every now and then.

"Best movie ever," Murphy declared as the credits rolled.

"It was pretty good," Heath agreed. Liam was pleased, at least this was one thing they didn't have to fight about.

"I've been there you know," Liam told Heath, a little over-excited because he'd just watched the movie, "to Tombstone. To the OK Corral, the Birdcage Theatre, the Crystal Palace, Boot Hill... the Clantons and the McLaurys are buried there you know, and there's a gift shop too, which is pretty random for a cemetery. The gunfight was actually in a little lot behind the corral but "The Gunfight at the Lot Behind the OK Corral" doesn't sound as cool. They do re-enactments there a few times a day and actors dressed up as the Earps and Doc and the Cowboys kick around town all day, playing their parts and drinking at Big Nose Kate's Saloon with tourists. I think the guy who plays Wyatt actually believes he is Wyatt. The whole town is obsessed with this movie, it plays on a constant loop in all the saloons and shops. I remember this one lady who worked in the gift shop in the basement of the Birdcage, there are bullet holes everywhere in the walls there, anyway this one lady looked at me with this kinda crazy look in her eye and said "it's a good movie, but five times a day every day gets a bit much you know?" I didn't think it would be a chore to watch Tombstone over and over but she did look pretty frazzled. And I got my photo taken at the place where Morgan died. It's a souvenir shop now but they have this sign hanging from the ceiling that marks the spot, I didn't know whether to smile or not..."And Liam stopped there, because Heath was looking at him kinda strange and he realised he'd been rambling.

"You've been to America..." Those kinds of things always seemed so far out of reach to Heath.

"Yeah," Liam answered, "a few years ago, just to see the sights. Tombstone's in Arizona, about 30 miles north of the Mexican border." Wow, Heath couldn't imagine what it'd be like to go places like that, he'd never even been out of NSW, unless you count drug runs to Melbourne which he didn't because they were usually done under the cover of darkness and left no time for sightseeing.

"I've never been anywhere," Heath said. "Mum and Dad took us to the zoo in Sydney once when Casey was really little, and me and Brax fought the whole time and Dad swore he'd never take us anywhere again. He never did..." For a moment Heath looked lost in the memory and Liam was unsure about whether it was a fond remembrance or a regretful one. He knew Heath would tell him more if he wanted to, so rather than pry Liam directed the conversation in a lighter direction.

"Where would you like to go?"

"I dunno," Heath shrugged, "anywhere, just somewhere different."

"Liam, you ready to go?" Brax asked, putting an end to their conversation.

"Yeah," Liam told him, but his mind was a million miles away, thinking of all the places he could show Heath one day.

"Alright, well let's go," Brax said, heading for the door, and meaning for Liam to follow. Liam stood up and Heath did too.

"I'll see you later yeah?" Liam said, hoping he wouldn't have to work too late.

"If you're lucky," Heath said with a smirk. Damn, how was Liam supposed to walk away when Heath looked this irresistible?

"C'mon," Brax said impatiently and somehow Liam managed to drag himself away.

xxx

Liam and Brax were working even later than they had expected, they really needed to get the books balanced for end of quarter. They sat at a booth at Angelo's, pouring over the numbers, hoping to get this done as soon as possible, but someone was making it difficult. Apparently luck was on Liam's side. Heath was sitting at a table, rocking back on his chair, throwing peanuts into a cup. The ticking noise as the peanuts hit the table was wearing thin.

"Hey Murph, do you reckon I should get another tatt?"

"I dunno Heath," Liam said vaguely, trying his best to make the numbers in this column play fair. Brax threw Heath a cranky look before turning his attention back to the books.

"Does the wine inventory match?" he asked Liam.

"Umm.." Liam said, flipping back through the pages to find the list he'd made, he was finding it hard to focus. It was when the nuts started to fly that Brax snapped; a deliberately thrown peanut had just landed on their table.

"For Christ's sake Heath! Piss off would ya! We need to get this done." Heath looked outraged and turned to Liam for support.

"I wouldn't have said it quite like that," Liam said with an apologetic smile, "but we do need to get this done sugar." Liam hoped the sweet name, especially in front of Brax, would be enough to scare Heath off.

"Fine," Heath huffed, eyeing both of them as though they were conspiring against him, which admittedly, they kinda were. He threw Brax a defiant look as he approached them with determination and then he leaned down and snogged Liam. Liam didn't complain.

"Righto, that's enough of that, ya pair of poofs," Brax huffed and after their previous 'incident' Liam figured he better annoy Brax too much. He pulled away from Heath and watched as the younger Braxton turned to the elder one with a shit-stirring look.

"I'd rather be a poof than a pig fucker," Heath declared. For a moment it hung between the brothers and Liam waited, unsure how Brax would react. Brax appeared to be unsure himself. Anger flashed across his face but them he seemed to think better of it and he took a deep breath before levelling his gaze at Heath.

"Really?" Brax said, it was a question, he was asking Heath if he really wanted to go there, if he really wanted to have this fight. Heath seemed to think better of it too and he glanced at Liam who shrugged, what else could he do?

"Fine," Heath conceded and then he turned and left. Liam watched him appreciatively as he walked away.

"I dunno how you put up with him..." Brax sighed as he riffled through some papers.

"He's not always like that," Liam said distractedly, "there's a side to him you don't see..."

"Thank God..." Brax muttered. Liam gave Brax a wry smile.

"He can be sweet you know..."

"I don't wanna hear it," Brax said firmly, he did not need a run down on his brother's hot mouth or tight arse. "Let's just get this done alright."

"Yeah alright," Liam agreed. The sooner they were done here the sooner he'd get to see Heath again.

AN: Thanks to lola for your review, it was awesome to hear from you. I would've PM'd you but you're not registered.

And special thanks to lycanus1 for all your support. Heath, Liam and I definitely wouldn't have made it this far without you :D