DISCLAIMER: I don't own RFR, I promise.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I officially love you ALL for all of the wonderful reviews, they made me SO happy after such a crappy weekend. I've never gotten so many reviews not even a day after posting a story- it's so cool! Anyway, Thanks you again for the fact that I didn't get a single bad comment! And to everyone who called my story naughty- YOU'RE RIGHT! Now come on, what would you do if you were alone in an overheated warehouse with Travis? The-N is merely censoring their shows…

Alright, back to seriousness. This next chapter is where the plot's going to start… a little. When I first wrote the fic I considered leaving it a one chapter story, and I even wrote a slightly dirtier extension of the story that I might post eventually.  I decided that there were too many opportunities for me to take with this story and if I ever just wanted to post my rated-R version of this I could. So enough stalling- Here we go!

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                "I'm Question Mark, and I'm wondering- why is everything about sex?"

                Lily felt herself wince as Robbie announced the topic for the days show. She resisted the urge to look back at Travis. She had been completely unable to concentrate all day, at least not concentrate on anything besides the night before. A familiar shiver traveled up her spine and she leaned into the mic, "It's not all about sex Question Mark." Her tone was flat and she pushed her chair away from the table and let her head flop backwards. She didn't feel like talking about this right now.

                "Well, well, well, looks like Shady Lane's got a problem with sex. Someone got you feeling down?" Robbie made pouting face at Lily and she silently mouthed the words "Bite me." in his direction. Getting the point, Robbie turned his chair to face Travis. "So, Smog, what about you? Any thoughts on sex?" Lily could practically see Travis shaking his head to the question and Robbie sighed a sigh of failed radio conversation. "Well, fine, if no one wants to talk about sex with me then lets just go to a song." He pulled off his headphones and they landed angrily on the table as Robbie threw nasty looks at both Lily and Travis.

                Happy to be left to her own thoughts again, Lily closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair as the first few strands of Travis' song choice echoed in her mind. Her startling green eyes snapped open as she recognized the melody. Travis was playing Paper Moon.

Flashes of the night before came screaming back to her and she could feel tears threatening to overflow. Not knowing what else to do, she flung herself out of her chair, grabbed her bag and headed for the door. She heard Robbie and Ray shouting her name but she didn't care. She wasn't about to let anyone see her cry.

                She slammed the door to the station as a hot tear coursed down her cheek. She had to get home.

                "Lily! Lily, wait!" Travis' voice triggered something in Lily's brain and she dropped her bag and turned on him.

                "What the hell is wrong with you Travis?" she could feel another tear working its way down her cheek but she didn't care, she was mad. "Why did you do that? Why did you do everything?"

                "Lily, I wasn't trying to upset you, I just… I just don't know how to deal with all this right now." Pain welled up in Travis' chest as he watched Lily slowly breakdown.

                "You don't know how to deal with it Travis? You?! Travis we had sex… What am I supposed to do? I just… I just…" Lily gave up trying, a sob escaped her lips and her knees gave way. She crumpled to the ground, tears dripping mercilessly down her face. Travis' instincts kicked in and he knelt at her side, pulling her to him and hugging his arms around her shoulders. "Lily… don't cry…" But Lily's mood swung viciously around again and she pushed Travis away roughly. "I can't do this right now, just… just leave me alone." She stumbled to her feet and slung her bag over her shoulder, then stopped for a split second to look Travis in the eyes. It was almost as though Travis could see into her soul and it made him regret every moment of pain he had ever caused this girl. Lily turned haphazardly and half ran out of the vacant parking lot. Travis didn't even consider following her this time, she needed to think and he knew that.

                His head spinning with thoughts, Travis pulled himself off the pavement and turned back to the station.

                "Sex, Travis? You had sex with her?"

                Before Travis knew what was happening Ray's blurred form had lunged at him, and he knew everything had just gotten worse.

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A/N: And, ta-da! Hope you guys liked it- let me know what you think! (P.S.- I think I'm going to get another fic up later this week so be sure to check it out!)