Disclaimer: Again, none of the character are mine. AN: Justin has left Brian and returns to Deb. Brian makes some big decisions.

Chapter 2

Brian just sat there, listening to the retreating footsteps of Justin, the door of the elevator sliding open. He still could catch him, say he was sorry and that they could figure it out together. That there were plenty of jobs in the world, but only one Justin. He knew that was what his romatnic lover would want and need to hear. But that wasn't Brian and his body din't react to the mixed signals of his brain. The sunglasses he had left on the table were annoying him. If they wanted him to get his edge back, they could have chosen something different.

"Ah, fuck it."

He went to bed early, refusing to act on the urge to go to Babylon or Woody's to drink. . . and see if Justin was there.

Justin went straight to Debs, she always had room for him. She must think this was a regular thing. But she also knew Brian. Debbie opened the door.

"What did he do this time?"

"Nothing realy. He's almost out of a job and that was the only important thing in the world to him."

"Come in, Sunshine."

The next morning the ad executive gave up. He had drawn out a few ideas for the campaign and they were all good, but not good enough. So, he did the only thing left that had any honor. He quit.

"To say it frankly, Mr. Symons, the threatening doesn't work shit. The campaigns I design are good, piece by piece, you know that too. So I'll do what you want and that is leave this company. Then everybody is happy. Have a nice life."

He didn't bother to clear out his desk, he just grabbed his laptop and left. His secretary stopped him in the hallway.

"Is there something worng, Brian? This is the second time you leave this early."

"You'll be working for a new boss from tomorrow, I quit my job."

He turned and walked away, not wanting to see her face. He drove to the diner where were few customers. When he sat down he got a dirty look from both Debbie and Justin.

"What do you want, Brian?"

"To talk to you, Deb. It's business."

She took him to the back of the diner.

"You're an asshole, you know that. Justin came to us last night and you didn't even call to see if he's alright."

"Because i know he is. He's a big boy, Deb. I have a question for you and it will seem strange."

"Shoot."

"Do you have a job for me?"

"What?!"

Brian sighed, he didn't want to explain what was going on.

"Justin probably has told you that I had difficulties at my job. I quit this morning and I need money to survive, Deb."

"Hm, I know your lifestyle so you probably do need it. How long until you move on?"

"It won't be long, maybe a week or so."

"Alright, but jsut because you're you, okay? You start tomorrow."

He nodded and left the diner. Debbie decided not to tell Justin, she knew Brian did it partly for him, even if he wouldn't admit it.

"What did he want?"

"A little advice, sweety. Nothing to breack your head about."

Brian went on to Bablylon where all was quiet. He walked straight into the manager's office.

"Kinney! Long time no see."

"I need your help, Carson. I need a gig, for a week or so."

"How I have waited for this moment. The King of Babylon has returned. Welcome in the team!"

Brian grinned, this shoudl be fun for a little while. He would give Justine a scare, earn money and look for a new job. He returned to his loft, quite pleased with himself. It would be long days, but it would be worth it.