A/N – You can thank the song "Wanted" by Hunter Hayes for this chapter.

Chapter 25

Chad was in awe of the lengths his friends were going to help him. T even invited him to stay at his apartment so that he would have him as a witness during the late night hours. This wasn't your everyday trouble, although, being a DiMera, he guessed it was. But still, he was being accused of murders… plural. And he wasn't sure it was going to stop.

Later that night after Gabi and Ari were in bed and Chad and T had left, Will and Paul remained up, half watching the after game show and half still discussing their plans for exonerating Chad.

The next day, Will would stake out TBD after T's shift ended in mid-afternoon. They had decided it would look more natural for Will to be there during the day using it as a place to write his assignments than it would be for Paul. So Paul would begin the surveil lancing at night and once the cameras were installed, Will would take turns keeping watch at night. This delay, of course, made Gabi happier.

Chad planned on spending a lot of time at TBD during the day to give him an alibi. In the evenings, he planned on keeping a low profile while Paul and T kept watch over their assigned potential victims. Paul was going to be watching a middle-aged single woman on the hospital's trustee board who was at odds with Chad about some hospital hiring practices. T was going to be watching Abigail since it was known by some people that he still was attracted to her.

Chad had already talked to his two female employees. Karla's finance would be escorting her to and from places and Tiffany's dad and brother would take turns keeping her safe until the murders were solved and the culprit was in custody. They were both hard working women who successfully balanced part-time work with their full college class loads so he was extremely grateful they would be staying at TBD. If roles were reversed, he didn't know if he'd be as understanding if Abigail was working for a murder suspect.

Will watched Paul as he read some highlights from the games on his tablet.

"Do you like what you see?" asked Paul.

Will chuckled at being caught. "Busted."

"What are you thinking?"

"What a good day it's been."

"And how's that?" Paul wanted to know more.

"We're getting a dog for one. Ari was so happy. I'm so thankful that you were so focused on her needs when you searched. And now you're helping me help Chad."

"He's a friend of yours."

"But it's more than that. You believe that I can help him. You're not second guessing me and telling me I can't do it. You're letting me be me. That means a lot. Thanks. Really, I mean it."

Paul wondered how much Sonny would object to Will helping Chad. Was he just overprotective or was there more to it? He'd noticed that Sonny was very critical of Will's work. Did that happen in other areas of Will's life?

"You can be impulsive sometimes when you let your emotions get the better of you and you take things personally…"

"Thanks for pointing that out," Will cringed at the truth.

"But you're smart. I've known that from the beginning. You're not going this alone and your plans are good. I trust your judgment on this."

Will gave a big sigh. "It feels good to be trusted again." Will stretched his shoulders, arms, neck and back.

"Are you tense?"

"Honestly, I have been for weeks," Will said nervously. "But it's getting better. I think getting a little distance from Salem will be good for me."

"Well, I'm somewhat of an expert at massaging shoulders. Come over here," Paul invited.

Will situated himself in between Paul's legs where he was sitting on the couch and then lifted his shirt above his head. Paul was suddenly more alert and he helped Will take his shirt off and dropped it next to him on the couch. He was going to enjoy this.

Paul began with his shoulders and Will hummed in satisfaction; the pleasure controlling his responses. Paul expertly moved down his arms before working his neck muscles. He'd been massaging Will for a few minutes when he worked up the courage to move around front to his collar bone and down the center of his chest under his pecs and up again. Will's moan immediately sent blood rushing south.

Will was feeling every touch and it was amazing. It'd been so long since anyone had touched him in any way, platonically or sexually.

Paul whispered in Will's ear. "I want to make you feel more than better. I want to make you feel wanted."

Will leaned to the side and looked up at Paul. "Are you sure? My life is complicated and uncertain right now."

"You're the only person I want to focus on right now. Nothing else needs to matter right now."

Paul caressed his lips before kissing him passionately. They broke away only for Will to stand up and remove Paul's shirt.

"Please touch me," Paul groaned and reattached their mouths.

With no space between the two of them, Will cupped the globes of his tight ass and pulled him impossibly closer.

"Fuck," Paul moaned and tipped his head back giving Will access to kiss his neck to his ear.

"That's the plan," Will answered.

Paul lifted Will effortlessly and Will wrapped his legs around Paul's waist.

Paul walked to the stairs. Before going up, he turned and pinned Will against the wall and grinded against him. Both men groaned.

"Shhh," giggled Will. "We're not alone."

"Bedroom?" asked Paul.

"Please."

Cell phones and shirts were forgotten and left downstairs.