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~present day~ Tossing and turning unable to get comfortable, he couldn't stop thinking. Jeff flashed through his mind again. God he hoped he was all right. He wished someone would tell him something. He sat up, finally giving up on sleep, and flipped the TV on knowing full well he'd just be snapping it off again in a few minutes. He didn't want to watch it. He just needed something to make him feel more normal. Less alone. Less like he might shatter at any moment. His feeling that he deserved everything he was getting had faded somewhat replaced by the intense longing to see his friends and incredible hurt that they'd evidently just written him off. They hadn't been there at all except for Adam who'd sat and stared and refused to speak to or touch him. He sighed feeling tears stinging his eyes and stubbornly blinked them back. Crying wouldn't do any good and it would only make his headache worse. He began flipping channels hoping something would take his mind off things.
Unknown to Matt, Jeff was thinking his own thoughts and reliving his own nightmare in another bed in another room. He didn't realize it but he was only a few doors down the hall from his brother. He'd asked about Matt but nobody told him anything. They were probably afraid he'd want to see him. Not much chance of that. He wasn't going anywhere near him again. Ever if he could help it. He couldn't remember much of what had happened but he knew how it had turned out. Feeling tears starting again he turned over and reached out for Adam who was sitting near the bed. Adam rubbed his shoulder comfortingly but there wasn't much he could say. He knew how confused Jeff was and he had no real explanations for him. Jeff reached up and pulled his friend down next to him. He buried his face in his shoulder unable to stop the tears. He just couldn't stop thinking about t it. Everything just stopped cold all at once and he couldn't understand.
~two days previous~ Jeff stepped out of the hotel room trying to be as quiet as possible. Matt was walking down the hallway about twenty feet ahead of him. Deciding that his brother looked far enough away that he wouldn't notice someone following him, Jeff headed in the same direction.
Matt stepped into the elevator. As soon as the doors closed, Jeff raced over. The down button was lit up. Swiftly he ran to the stairs and opened the door. He had a tingly feeling and it made him smile. He raced down the stairs heading for the lobby. He ran full force down the last flight of stairs and slammed into the exit door. The door flew open and banged on the wall as he came flying out of it. A man getting ice at one of the machines in the hallway just stared at him as he raced by.
Jeff swiftly turned the corner and screeched to a halt. Matt was walking out the doors by the pool. Jeff patted himself on the back for not losing Matt and hurriedly ran over to the doors. Matt had paused by the pool and was crouching down staring into the crystal clear water. Jeff sighed and waited. He anxiously tapped his fingers on the door handle. He hoped Matt wouldn't stay by the pool too long. He had been so excited to start his game of figuring out what the heck had been up with Matt lately and he most certainly didn't want it to end with Matt staring into a pool.
Matt looked up and glanced over his shoulder to gaze at the doors. Jeff quickly jumped out of view and prayed his brother hadn't seen him. He waited a minute and risked a peek out the window to see if Matt was coming after him. Cautiously he looked out the window. Matt had resumed staring into the water. Jeff groaned. Come on, he thought. Do something. At that moment Matt stood up and started walking again heading towards the back of the building. Jeff frowned. Nothing's back there. All that's there is the...His thoughts trailed off. Jeff knew exactly what was back there. Jay's room. He congratulated himself again on his deductive reasoning skills seeing as how Matt hadn't told anyone where he was headed just stating that he needed to go for a walk alone. Jeff opened the doors and made his way around the pool making sure to keep out of sight by ducking behind the occasional bush. Matt rounded the corner and Jeff followed. He was once again halted when he saw Matt go into one of the rooms. Scanning the back lot, he chose to hide behind a black Lincoln figuring it would give him the most cover. Jeff crouched behind the car and waited. He absently picked up a stone from the parking lot and rubbed it between his hands hoping that they didn't stay in the room too long. He wanted them to come out so that he could continue his pursuit. He was so pleased he hadn't been caught yet and the tingly feeling he had gotten in the stairwell rushed over him again. This is exactly like Mission Impossible, he thought to himself and then quickly clapped his hand over his mouth to keep from laughing aloud. As he was trying to regain his composure, he heard a door open. He quickly quieted and sat up slightly listening. It was definitely Matt and Jay. They were talking about meeting someone named Greg somewhere. Matt sounded nervous and Jeff could hear him fidgeting. Jay sounded like he was trying to reassure Matt that whatever it was they were talking about was going to be fine and that if not he still had something or another in his room. Jeff frowned. What could Jay have that Matt was so nervous about? Maybe I should see for myself. He heard Jay and, he thought, Matt begin to walk away and waited staying out of sight. Deciding to ditch the idea of following them, he instead figured he was going to see what was in Jay's room. From the way they were talking it didn't seem as though they were going to be back anytime soon and no one else was around. When he was sure nobody would see him, Jeff stood up. Kicking the stiffness out of his knees, he approached the room. Knowing full well it would be locked he still attempted to turn the handle. Locked. He put his hands on his hips and pursed his lips, deep in thought. As he pondered his next move, he heard voices. His eyes grew wide and he quickly ran behind the Lincoln again. A huge cart rounded the corner followed by two maids. They stopped at Jay's door. One woman raised her hand to knock on the door but her partner stopped her.
"No, see they have a do not disturb sign on the door. You always have to check for that. We don't knock on the doors with the do not disturb sign hanging. Just go on to the next room. We'll come back to this one."
The two women pushed the cart down a little ways to the next door. Jeff heard them knock and announce "house keeping." He stood up and watched as one woman took a plastic card that hung on the end of the cart's handle and slid it into the door and then opened the door. Jeff smiled. He knew exactly what he was going to do. He began to hum the Mission Impossible theme under his breath and waited as the woman returned the card to it's original position and both women entered the room. Jeff swiftly ran over to the cart and looking in the room to see both women with their backs turned he grabbed the key and shoved it into his pocket. He made his way over to Jay's room and quickly unlocked the door leaving it slightly open. Hurriedly he ran back to the cart and returned the key to its original place then ran back to Jay's room jumping inside and quickly closing the door.
Jeff stood inside the dim cool room blinking his eyes as they adjusted to the darkness. He immediately noticed that Jay's room had that same herbal smell that his bathroom often had after Matt had been in it for a while. When his eyes fully adjusted he looked around. The room was as neat as a pin. Nothing seemed out of place so he knew he would have to be extremely careful when he searched through things putting them back exactly as he found them.
He had no idea that he was not alone in the small suite of rooms and that two other people were in fact behind the closed bedroom door.
~present day~ Matt was in the grip of extreme anxiety. People kept coming in but none of them were the people he wanted to see. He was scared. Where were his friends? He'd seen Adam for a minute but he'd never spoken a word and now he was visited by a succession of nurses asking him how he felt and fussing with him, doctors telling him what was wrong with him as if he hadn't already figured it out, and one man he suspected was a psychiatrist who'd spent the better part of the day trying to get him to talk. Fine. They wanted to fix him. He would have given anything for Jeff to run in and jump on him. He hadn't realized how much he missed them. How could he have let go of them the way he had? They were always affectionate friends. He was used to their presence, their voices, their touches. How could he not have missed it? He thought back, somewhat disgusted with himself, to the nearest thing to affection he'd had in weeks.
~one week previous~ The TV flickered, casting bluish shadows to all corners of the room. Matt watched as they reflected off of Stacy's face, making it luminous. He watched the light moving with all of its amazing fluidity over her face, her hair, and her body and realized he was holding his breath. He couldn't take his eyes off her. Every move she made however slight seemed to send a chill through him. It was all he could do to keep his hands off of her or himself. He felt himself running out of breath and struggled to slow it down to get himself back in control. Stacy felt his eyes on her again and flicked a glance in his direction without moving her head. Even without looking directly at him she could see his excitement. He was breathing so hard and fighting so hard to control it. She didn't mind. She knew how he felt. As she listened to him, she began to wish he would dare to reach out and touch her. Matt wondered if somewhere deep inside she was suppressing the same urges that he was. His eyes traced her body moving from her face to her chest to her legs back to her chest. Feeling his breath coming out in quick gasps as he watched her chest rise and fall, he closed his eyes and inhaled slowly attempting to keep some shred of dignity. Certainly he didn't want her to think he was getting off just by looking at her, but was mildly alarmed to find that he was extremely close to just that. Opening his eyelids, he let out a deep breath and found himself staring right into her golden eyes. Those eyes were glittering with an excitement as intense as his own.
"Hey." her voice was very nearly a whisper.
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~present day~ Tossing and turning unable to get comfortable, he couldn't stop thinking. Jeff flashed through his mind again. God he hoped he was all right. He wished someone would tell him something. He sat up, finally giving up on sleep, and flipped the TV on knowing full well he'd just be snapping it off again in a few minutes. He didn't want to watch it. He just needed something to make him feel more normal. Less alone. Less like he might shatter at any moment. His feeling that he deserved everything he was getting had faded somewhat replaced by the intense longing to see his friends and incredible hurt that they'd evidently just written him off. They hadn't been there at all except for Adam who'd sat and stared and refused to speak to or touch him. He sighed feeling tears stinging his eyes and stubbornly blinked them back. Crying wouldn't do any good and it would only make his headache worse. He began flipping channels hoping something would take his mind off things.
Unknown to Matt, Jeff was thinking his own thoughts and reliving his own nightmare in another bed in another room. He didn't realize it but he was only a few doors down the hall from his brother. He'd asked about Matt but nobody told him anything. They were probably afraid he'd want to see him. Not much chance of that. He wasn't going anywhere near him again. Ever if he could help it. He couldn't remember much of what had happened but he knew how it had turned out. Feeling tears starting again he turned over and reached out for Adam who was sitting near the bed. Adam rubbed his shoulder comfortingly but there wasn't much he could say. He knew how confused Jeff was and he had no real explanations for him. Jeff reached up and pulled his friend down next to him. He buried his face in his shoulder unable to stop the tears. He just couldn't stop thinking about t it. Everything just stopped cold all at once and he couldn't understand.
~two days previous~ Jeff stepped out of the hotel room trying to be as quiet as possible. Matt was walking down the hallway about twenty feet ahead of him. Deciding that his brother looked far enough away that he wouldn't notice someone following him, Jeff headed in the same direction.
Matt stepped into the elevator. As soon as the doors closed, Jeff raced over. The down button was lit up. Swiftly he ran to the stairs and opened the door. He had a tingly feeling and it made him smile. He raced down the stairs heading for the lobby. He ran full force down the last flight of stairs and slammed into the exit door. The door flew open and banged on the wall as he came flying out of it. A man getting ice at one of the machines in the hallway just stared at him as he raced by.
Jeff swiftly turned the corner and screeched to a halt. Matt was walking out the doors by the pool. Jeff patted himself on the back for not losing Matt and hurriedly ran over to the doors. Matt had paused by the pool and was crouching down staring into the crystal clear water. Jeff sighed and waited. He anxiously tapped his fingers on the door handle. He hoped Matt wouldn't stay by the pool too long. He had been so excited to start his game of figuring out what the heck had been up with Matt lately and he most certainly didn't want it to end with Matt staring into a pool.
Matt looked up and glanced over his shoulder to gaze at the doors. Jeff quickly jumped out of view and prayed his brother hadn't seen him. He waited a minute and risked a peek out the window to see if Matt was coming after him. Cautiously he looked out the window. Matt had resumed staring into the water. Jeff groaned. Come on, he thought. Do something. At that moment Matt stood up and started walking again heading towards the back of the building. Jeff frowned. Nothing's back there. All that's there is the...His thoughts trailed off. Jeff knew exactly what was back there. Jay's room. He congratulated himself again on his deductive reasoning skills seeing as how Matt hadn't told anyone where he was headed just stating that he needed to go for a walk alone. Jeff opened the doors and made his way around the pool making sure to keep out of sight by ducking behind the occasional bush. Matt rounded the corner and Jeff followed. He was once again halted when he saw Matt go into one of the rooms. Scanning the back lot, he chose to hide behind a black Lincoln figuring it would give him the most cover. Jeff crouched behind the car and waited. He absently picked up a stone from the parking lot and rubbed it between his hands hoping that they didn't stay in the room too long. He wanted them to come out so that he could continue his pursuit. He was so pleased he hadn't been caught yet and the tingly feeling he had gotten in the stairwell rushed over him again. This is exactly like Mission Impossible, he thought to himself and then quickly clapped his hand over his mouth to keep from laughing aloud. As he was trying to regain his composure, he heard a door open. He quickly quieted and sat up slightly listening. It was definitely Matt and Jay. They were talking about meeting someone named Greg somewhere. Matt sounded nervous and Jeff could hear him fidgeting. Jay sounded like he was trying to reassure Matt that whatever it was they were talking about was going to be fine and that if not he still had something or another in his room. Jeff frowned. What could Jay have that Matt was so nervous about? Maybe I should see for myself. He heard Jay and, he thought, Matt begin to walk away and waited staying out of sight. Deciding to ditch the idea of following them, he instead figured he was going to see what was in Jay's room. From the way they were talking it didn't seem as though they were going to be back anytime soon and no one else was around. When he was sure nobody would see him, Jeff stood up. Kicking the stiffness out of his knees, he approached the room. Knowing full well it would be locked he still attempted to turn the handle. Locked. He put his hands on his hips and pursed his lips, deep in thought. As he pondered his next move, he heard voices. His eyes grew wide and he quickly ran behind the Lincoln again. A huge cart rounded the corner followed by two maids. They stopped at Jay's door. One woman raised her hand to knock on the door but her partner stopped her.
"No, see they have a do not disturb sign on the door. You always have to check for that. We don't knock on the doors with the do not disturb sign hanging. Just go on to the next room. We'll come back to this one."
The two women pushed the cart down a little ways to the next door. Jeff heard them knock and announce "house keeping." He stood up and watched as one woman took a plastic card that hung on the end of the cart's handle and slid it into the door and then opened the door. Jeff smiled. He knew exactly what he was going to do. He began to hum the Mission Impossible theme under his breath and waited as the woman returned the card to it's original position and both women entered the room. Jeff swiftly ran over to the cart and looking in the room to see both women with their backs turned he grabbed the key and shoved it into his pocket. He made his way over to Jay's room and quickly unlocked the door leaving it slightly open. Hurriedly he ran back to the cart and returned the key to its original place then ran back to Jay's room jumping inside and quickly closing the door.
Jeff stood inside the dim cool room blinking his eyes as they adjusted to the darkness. He immediately noticed that Jay's room had that same herbal smell that his bathroom often had after Matt had been in it for a while. When his eyes fully adjusted he looked around. The room was as neat as a pin. Nothing seemed out of place so he knew he would have to be extremely careful when he searched through things putting them back exactly as he found them.
He had no idea that he was not alone in the small suite of rooms and that two other people were in fact behind the closed bedroom door.
~present day~ Matt was in the grip of extreme anxiety. People kept coming in but none of them were the people he wanted to see. He was scared. Where were his friends? He'd seen Adam for a minute but he'd never spoken a word and now he was visited by a succession of nurses asking him how he felt and fussing with him, doctors telling him what was wrong with him as if he hadn't already figured it out, and one man he suspected was a psychiatrist who'd spent the better part of the day trying to get him to talk. Fine. They wanted to fix him. He would have given anything for Jeff to run in and jump on him. He hadn't realized how much he missed them. How could he have let go of them the way he had? They were always affectionate friends. He was used to their presence, their voices, their touches. How could he not have missed it? He thought back, somewhat disgusted with himself, to the nearest thing to affection he'd had in weeks.
~one week previous~ The TV flickered, casting bluish shadows to all corners of the room. Matt watched as they reflected off of Stacy's face, making it luminous. He watched the light moving with all of its amazing fluidity over her face, her hair, and her body and realized he was holding his breath. He couldn't take his eyes off her. Every move she made however slight seemed to send a chill through him. It was all he could do to keep his hands off of her or himself. He felt himself running out of breath and struggled to slow it down to get himself back in control. Stacy felt his eyes on her again and flicked a glance in his direction without moving her head. Even without looking directly at him she could see his excitement. He was breathing so hard and fighting so hard to control it. She didn't mind. She knew how he felt. As she listened to him, she began to wish he would dare to reach out and touch her. Matt wondered if somewhere deep inside she was suppressing the same urges that he was. His eyes traced her body moving from her face to her chest to her legs back to her chest. Feeling his breath coming out in quick gasps as he watched her chest rise and fall, he closed his eyes and inhaled slowly attempting to keep some shred of dignity. Certainly he didn't want her to think he was getting off just by looking at her, but was mildly alarmed to find that he was extremely close to just that. Opening his eyelids, he let out a deep breath and found himself staring right into her golden eyes. Those eyes were glittering with an excitement as intense as his own.
"Hey." her voice was very nearly a whisper.
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