Jack opened his eyes and looked to see the man who he was kissing. He saw that it was Will. He was hurting and Jack pulled away from him.

"What the hell are you doing, isn't that what you have always wanted us to be together?' questioned Will.

"This is wrong, not this way." Jack said quietly.

Now you don't even want me." Will said bitterly.

"I love you Will, but not like this," Jack said as he took Will's hand "I know you loved her , but you can't change what happened and you couldn't be something you aren't."

"I wanted to love her, I really did." Will said as he melted on the floor in tears.

"Will you're a gay man. She knew that and accepted it." Jack said.

He picked up the letter and held it in his hand, "Does this look like she accepted it? I wanted you to hold me in your arms and make love to me. That doesn't sound like acceptance to me. No Jack I killed her."

"What are you doing?" Jack asked as Will went and grabbed a suitcase.

"I need to get out of here. I can't stay here right now." he said as he took some shirts off hangers and threw them in a suitcase.

"Where are you going?" Jack wondered out loud.

"I don't know..I don't know." Will wondered himself. He walked out the door and headed toward the street.

Jack started to walk through Grace's bedroom. This letter couldn't be the only clue to her death. There had to be more. Will was in no shape right now to deal with this. He would have to be the one who found the truth. Jack usually saw himself as the comic relief, but there was nothing funny about this at all.

He really didn't know her that well at all. He just knew that she was his best friend Will 's closest thing to a wife. The term "hag" so did not apply to her. Hags were usually unattractive, fat woman who clung on to gay men. Grace was far from that. She had her own special sex appeal. But just like Will, she had sacrificed every major relationship in her life for the sake of this gay/straight friendship. Had she made the ultimate sacrifice?

Jack started to go through drawers . Anything to find a clue. He pulled out her underwear, her panty hose, then he found it.

Grace Adler…..her diary…he had to find Kare…this might give the answers he needed.