Will was on his way to the café to drown himself in hot coffee. The whole way there he thought of nothing else but how mad he was at Grace. I just cannot believe her. This was the most important thing we were going to do together and I was going to be a father. Will thought to himself, not realizing that he had just stopped at the café door and had been standing outside it for over a minute. He finally snaps out of it and walks inside. He goes up to the counter and buys a French vanilla coffee. When the man behind the counter hands it to him, Will makes his way to a corner and sits down at a table.

Thoughts of the fight flowed through his head. She told him to go to Hell and he told her he wanted her out in two weeks. He just didn't realize how hard it was for her too. But when he thought about it, he completely disagreed. Why would it be hard for her? It was her choice to flake out on this decision not mine. If it should be hard for anyone it should be me…He thought about it a little moresitting there drinking his coffee while Grace was back at the apartment…. I bet she's crying…Oh shit! What Have I done? Of course it was hard for her too. She was going to be the one carrying this baby, and giving birth…But. She did pick him over me By the time he was on his second coffee; all thoughts of sympathy for Grace had disappeared. Every time he thought deeper and deeper into the whole fight scene he'd go to the part where Grace said she picked Leo. How could she choose him over me? Will thinks to himself. "How could she choose Leo over me?" he then said allowed.

"She didn't."

"What?" Will replies as he turns around towards the voice and finds himself face to face with Leo.

"I said she didn't, she didn't pick me."

"No I heard what you said. What I meant was…How?"

"That's easy…."

Will waited for a reply and when he didn't get one he took the last gulp of his coffee and was about to get up when Leo finished,

"It's easy because she didn't see a future with me, She saw and sees a future with you but when she realized that it wasn't going to be exactly the way it should go ..You know the part where you play the straight man…and you loved her. The only way she could turn you done was saying that she picked me."

Will sat down and pondered for a moment before responding,

"….And how…do…do you know this…she tell you?"

"No."

"……"

"I just...know." With that Leo got up from the table he was sitting at, gathered up his coat and left.

Will was left to himself, thinking about what Leo had said. Grace, Love me? I mean I knew she loved me like I love her but I didn't know she Loved me. Since when anyway? Has it always been like that and she just hid it from me? She has stopped being affectionate with me… When I try to give her a peck on the lips when I get home from work she either backs away and says something to draw my attention, or she just stays clear of me…Why haven't I seen this before? Will thought about it and thought about it for the longest time. Leo was right. That's what she's always wanted. But I'm gay…I sleep with men, I never think about women that way… Well except those few times when I think of Grace…She is a very beautiful women. Especially when she just gets out of the shower and her hair is wet… or when I'm feeling lonely and she'll come in my room and see if I'm okay and will sometimes climb into bed next to me. She's so warm and how she's so close to me…I love that. A frightened look crossed Will's face has he thought of Grace. He realized that he often thought of her that way…as more then a friend…Oh My God…I want to same thing Grace wants. And I think I've always wanted it. Ever since that time Jack said I was Jealous of Sam. Because Sam had a relationship with Grace that I knew I could never have but wanted. Self realization hits Will with such force that he suddenly bolts up out of his chair and heads straight out the door for home.