"How much longer are you going to keep putting it off?" Matt asked Jeff. The two of them, along with Mark were making dinner while the others were all in the living room. Randy and Evan had gone home, leaving just the Saints there to have yet another conversation about what needed to be done. They were pretty much talking around in circles at this point. They were all tired of it but Mark was swearing he had some kind of plan this time. What it was Jeff didn't know and he didn't want to know. When he had said he wanted leave the Saints, he had meant it. He just didn't know how to break it to everyone else right now, considering the circumstances. And it really didn't help that Matt was now on his ass to just get it out in the open.

"I don't know," Jeff finally said, hoping that would be good enough. It wasn't though. The moment he said it he saw the look in Matt's eyes and knew he was in for a lecture. He tried to bite back the groan dying to get out of him but it was hard. He knew Matt well but it was annoying all the same.

"You can't just not ever tell them," Matt said, already starting in. He handed Mark the wooden spoon he needed to stir the spaghetti sauce and then snagged a knife so he could start cutting up vegetables. "You'll have to do it sooner or later."

"I know."

"Mark and I aren't gong to tell them for you."

"I KNOW Matt," Jeff snapped. He didn't mean to snap but he couldn't help himself. A lecture was not what he needed right now. He was already sick with worry over John and his safety. Last thing he wanted to do was worry about how the others would react to his news. He didn't think they would take it as well and maturely as Matt and Mark did. Well, Glenn probably would as would Tom…James, Cooper and Connor he wasn't so sure about. He already knew that they would call him out on leaving because of John and that just wasn't an argument that he was wanting to have at the moment.

"Leave him alone," Mark grunted at Matt, coming to Jeff's aid. "He'll tell them when he's ready. Nagging him isn't going to help."

"I wasn't nagging," Matt claimed, which made both Mark and Jeff snort and roll their eyes. "I wasn't!" He frowned as they just gave him disbelieving looks. "Was I?"

"Yes," Mark replied.

"You always do," Jeff added. "It's your specialty."

"Well I don't MEAN to," Matt said in his defense. He chopped up the onions they were going to add to the sauce and slid them over to Mark to put in. "And I have a point you know. The sooner you just tell them, the better it'll be."

"You really think I should tell them NOW?" Jeff asked. "With all this shit going on?" He shook his head at his own question. "No. We've all got enough to worry about now I don't need to add on to it."

Matt sighed and ran a hand through his dark curly hair. "I know that. But still…I mean the others are gonna start noticing that you're like avoiding this whole situation. And they'll want to know why and then you'll HAVE to tell them your leaving."

"You know, I'd hate to admit it but he has a point," Mark pointed out as Jeff cringed. "As dumb as the idiots in there are" he nodded towards the direction of the living room as he said that "even they will catch on to you."

"Who's side are you on?" Jeff asked in exasperation. He didn't want to admit it but he knew they were right. He wished they weren't but they were, as usual.

"I ain't on anybody's side," Mark replied. "This isn't about sides. This is about what has to happen. And Matt's right about this one."

"Can we just not talk about this right now?" Jeff asked, giving them both a pleading look. "Please?"

Matt and Mark exchanged looks, clearly not thrilled with him. "Whatever man," Matt said, deciding just to give up the fight for the moment. "Just know I'm right."

Jeff said nothing and just continued setting the table.

…

Connor frowned and cocked his head to the side. He had been standing outside the kitchen door this whole time without anyone being aware of it and he had overheard everything. He didn't really get it though. All the talk about Jeff leaving confused him. He certainly hadn't been told about it and from the sounds of it, it was supposed to be a secret-which confused him even more. He didn't understand how Jeff could want to leave them. He was supposed to be their friend why would he leave? And why weren't Mark and Matt trying to talk him out of it? Pouting his lower lip, he crept away from the door and went back towards the living room. Maybe Cooper would understand this better than he did.

…

"Are you sure this is the place?" Wade asked as he observed the house from a distance. The news had come to him that the Saints' hideout had been found and they were now watching the place.

"Oh yeah," Heath assured him. "We watched them go in."

"How many did you see again?"

"Does it really matter?" Skip asked.

"If the boss asked, it matters," Otunga told him, ever the suck-up. Darren nodded along with that and Wade gave the three of them an annoyed look before looking to Heath, Justin or Bryan for an answer.

"We only saw the two," Justin said. "I'm assuming the rest are all-OW!" Wade just smacked him upside the head. "What the hell was that for?"

"NEVER assume," Wade growled, poking his finger threateningly into Justin's chest. "Not on a matter such as this." This was too important of a thing to just make assumptions. They weren't dealing with the cops or ordinary citizens. These were the Saints, who had built quite the reputation for themselves taking down the so called "evil" of the city. He personally thought they were a bunch of wankers that fancied themselves heroes but it was hard to argue with their results. Whether anyone liked it or not, the vigilantes had helped to keep the city standing when it should have ripped itself a part years ago.

"So what do we do Boss?" Heath asked.

Wade eyed the house carefully for a moment before answering. "We keep scoping the place. See how many more are there."

"And then what?" Bryan asked.

"We burn the bloody place to the ground."

…

"What do you mean Jeff's leaving?" Cooper asked as he gave Connor a disbelieving look. Connor had come into the room and announced the big news as fast as he possibly could. Unfortunately for him, nobody was able to explain anything to him because all he managed to do was confuse them. "Are you even sure you heard that right?"

"Uh huh!" Connor said, nodding his head in an over the top manner. "That's what they said. "Matt said Jeff had to tell us and Mark did too but Jeff don't want to right now."

Cooper frowned and looked at the others. Tom was kicked back in the chair, drinking a beer while James was on the floor playing with Snoopy and Glenn was sitting on the couch furthest away from the door. Tom and Glenn looked mildly surprised and James…well he didn't actually look like he cared too much at the moment. Maybe Snoopy was really that distracting or maybe he had been in the loop and didn't tell the rest of them. "What do you guys think?" he asked. "Think he's going for real?"

James snorted. "He's dating some goody two shoes cop. You really thought he would stick around with us much longer?"

"Did you KNOW something about this and not tell us?" Tom asked.

"No I didn't KNOW per say but this isn't exactly a shock," James replied. "Come on, just think about it. He wants to be with the guy and he thinks that separating from us now will make everything work out. Never mind what the guy will think if he ever found out what Jeff USED to do." He pulled Snoopy on to his lap and hugged him tight. "Jeff thinks by quitting us he'll automatically get the happy ending he's searching for. He don't get that it's not that simple."

Everyone just stared at him, bewildered that all of that came out of James. "Did he really just say something insightful?" Tom asked Glenn.

Glenn nodded, eyeing James like he had never seen him before in his life. "Yeah, he did. Be afraid. Be very afraid."

James rolled his eyes. "Fuck you guys." He ruffled the top of Snoopy's head and then let him go over to Connor. "See if I ever-" he paused as something caught his eye. The others all looked over to see Jeff had just walked into the room.

"Dinner's almost re-" Jeff froze as he realized that everyone was looking at him. "What?"

Cooper took a deep breath, trying to decide if he should say something now or save it for later. Unfortunately, the hesitation cost him because James opened his big mouth.

"So when are you officially leaving us for your lover boy?"

Jeff froze at those words. He clearly hadn't expected that. Connor scowled and went up to him and kicked him in the shin as hard as he could. "MEAN! Why would you leave us?"

"Connor!" Cooper growled, getting up to reel Connor back.

"You're mean I hate you!" Connor tried to kick Jeff again but Cooper ripped him back but the damage was still done. Jeff looked like a deer in the headlights and the way James, Tom and Glenn were all just looking at him didn't help. There was a long awkward silence before Jeff bailed out the front door, letting it slam right behind him.

…

Wade heard the door slam and he barely managed to duck behind the porch with Skip as a young man with blue and purple hair stormed out of the house. His hand reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, heading their direction and making them duck around more. He looked very upset about something and Wade watched him with great interest. His plan had been stake out the place and then burn it to the ground when everyone inside was sleeping but now he had a different plan. A Saint was so unwittingly walking right to them-they had to capitalize. He looked to Skip who nodded before grabbing the young man by the back of the neck and smashing his head into the tree, effectively knocking him unconscious so he could be swung over Skip's shoulder and carried away.