A/N The reason I italicized Grace and Will's convo is so that you can tell that Grace is on the phone and not in the room with Will.

Reviewer Responses:

Fiddlesticks: ::munches on the cookies:: Thanks for the cookies!! I am happy you are enjoying the fic.

SnkNJak: Heehee, I am sooooo happy you like the W/J romance!! I am tired of reading the J/K stuff. ::shudders:: I don't like that stuff at all. I am happy you are enjoying my fic!!! Sorry I kept you waiting sooooo long!!

Lamia Astaroth: I am sooooo happy you like this!!! I hope you post your fic soon, I really wanna read it! I look forward to it!

Karens Chanel Sling Backs: I am sooooo happy you are enjoying this!! I really like your story too, and I hope you haven't abandoned it, because I really wanna know what happens next!

I really like your idea about Vince for my fic...do you mind if I use it? I think it sounds good. ::grin:: I hope you don't mind!!! Thanks for the wonderful idea!

Walnutwhip: I'm so happy you like my fic so far. I really liked the one you did for W&G. I hope you make another one!! It was really, really good. Thank you for the compliments!!!

Slick Pen: I am really happy you like this fic. It makes me feel really good to know you like it. You have really, really good fanfiction for W&G and I love your stuff. I do hope you continue. I'm so happy you agree with me on the Vince front. I mean, he is such a new character (hopefully one that will be gone soon!) and I don't know much about his personality. Glad you enjoyed it!! PLEASE UPDATE YOUR FIC!!!

I was just wondering how many of you think that Will and Vince should break up soon. I would love to hear feedback, please tell me what you all think!

Chapter 5

I want so badly to believe that there is truth,
that love is real
and I want life in every word to the extent
that it's absurd

- The Postal Service

Will and Jack had finished watching Episode V of Star Wars and Will was tired. He wanted nothing more than to go to bed at the moment. Jack was leaning on him, and Will wasn't sure if he was asleep or not. He turned to see if Jack was awake and smiled when he saw that he wasn't.

Will slowly got off the couch and laid Jack down on the couch with a pillow under his head. He spread a blanket over Jack before giving him a quick peck on the cheek. "Night, Jack."

He went into his bedroom and shut the door. Will started undressing for bed when the door to his bedroom opened.

Jack walked into the bedroom with tears in his eyes. "You left me and I thought you'd abandoned me. I was having a horrible dream."

Will looked sadly at Jack and wrapped his arms around him. "I'm sorry, you were sleeping and I didn't want to wake you up."

"You should have," Jack told him, burring his head into Will's shoulder.

"I know that now," Will replied. "Why don't you change for bed?"

Jack nodded and took some of Will's clothes. "You don't mind, right?" he asked quietly. Jack still felt bad about everything that had happened over the past few days.

"No, go ahead." Will motioned towards his drawers and climbed into his bed. He was incredibly tired.

Jack smiled and changed his clothes. He had wanted to be with Will for the longest time, and he was so happy. 'What if he is just using you as a rebound guy?' his subconscious asked."Will..."

Will opened his eyes and rolled over to look at Jack. "What's wrong?"

"You're not just using me, right?" Jack asked slowly. "I don't want to be your rebound guy, Will Truman."

Will sighed and shook his head. "No, Jack, I'm not using you. This might be a little fast, though."

"Do you want to take time to feel better..." Jack trailed off, he didn't want Will to say 'yes' and he just couldn't ask his question.

"No, because I'll still feel the same way about you. I really like you, Jack, don't worry about that sort of thing." Will closed his eyes; he was drifting off to sleep.

Jack smiled and got into bed next to Will. "I love you," he whispered.

"Mmm, you too," Will replied.

Jack kissed Will gently on the mouth and cuddled up next to him. Neither he nor Will wanted sex; in fact, it was one of the last things on their minds.

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Jack woke up in the early morning and didn't know where he was. He felt a person lying next to him in the bed and smiled when he remembered it was just Will.

"Jack?" Will had woken up when he felt Jack moving around next to him.

"I'm alright," Jack said in response.

Will rolled over and gently touched Jack's face. "You sure?"

Jack nodded and snuggled up next to Will. "Yeah, I'm alright." He kissed Will on the cheek and wrapped his arms around him.

Will smiled and moved closer to Jack. "I love you."

Jack smiled back and kissed Will full on the lips. "I've wanted to hear that for the longest time."

Will touched Jack's hair before ruffling it. "Sleep well now, Jack."

"I will." He nestled close to Will and fell asleep.

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Will woke up to the phone ringing at eight in the morning. He jumped out of the bed and quickly went to answer the phone. "Hello?"

"Hey, sweetie!" Grace greeted.

Will smiled. "Hey, Gracie, how are you guys? When are you coming home?"

"I'm fine, but I think Karen is a little crazy," Grace told him.

"Is that something new?" Will asked sarcastically.

Grace laughed. "Rosario didn't pack enough alcohol for Karen, but then of course most bars don't have enough alcohol for Karen."

"That's true," Will commented.

"Well, we're coming home today. I think Karen wants to stop somewhere on the way home, though, so I will probably be home tomorrow morning. I think I am staying at The Palace tonight. Karen said I could." Grace squealed. "It's so nice there!"

Will could hear screaming in the background. "Is that Karen?"

"Yeah, she's yelling at Rosario. I better go. See you soon."

"Bye, sweetie," Will responded and put the phone down.

He walked back into his bedroom to check on Jack. He saw that Jack hadn't moved much since Will had gotten up. Will quietly took some comfy clothes out of his closet and changed into them. While he left his bedroom, he grabbed his briefcase and laptop. He had some work to do and he decided he might as well do it while Jack slept.

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Jack woke up and looked at the clock on Will's bedside table. The clock said it was half past twelve. Jack leapt out of the bed and ran towards the front door mumbling, "I'm late and I am going to be in so much trouble! I didn't even call the hospital!"

Jack was fumbling with the lock; his fingers were shaking so badly he couldn't open it. "Come on, open!" He had tears of frustration running down his face and he just slid down the door to sit on the floor.

Will quickly got out of his chair and went over to Jack. He reached down and pulled Jack into his arms. "Jack, Jack, Jack, I already called the hospital. They said it's fine for you to take today and tomorrow off." He led Jack over to the sofa and made him sit down. "Don't panic anymore, Jack."

Jack just sighed and leaned on Will. "Thanks."

Will smiled and kissed Jack's cheek. "You're welcome." He lifted Jack's face and dried his tears. "I don't want to see anymore of these," he whispered.

Jack leaned his head against Will's. "It's hard, Will. I'm just so depressed."

Will kissed Jack gently on the mouth and broke it off a few seconds later. "I know."

"What am I supposed to do?" Jack asked, smiling slightly at Will.

"I think you just have to move on with your life. I don't know if there is much else you can do. You could see a shrink," Will suggested. He squeezed Jack's hand and got up from the couch.

"I don't need a shrink," Jack snapped. "I'll get over it."

Will sighed and opened the door to the fridge. "Are you hungry?"

"Yeah, a little," Jack replied. "Anyway, what am I supposed to do?"

"I don't know," Will replied, taking food out of the fridge.

Jack sighed and lay down on the sofa. "Thanks for being here with me. I know I'm being a pain."

Will put some of the Italian food from the previous night into the oven to warm up. "Don't worry about it, Jack. You aren't bothering me, I care about you."

Jack nodded and went into the kitchen. "I'm scared, Will."

Will ruffled Jack's hair and poured himself a glass of wine. "I know you are, but I'll be here for you."

Jack just shrugged. "I guess." He took a soda out of the fridge. "I heard the phone ringing this morning. Who was that?"

"Grace called. She and Karen are on their way home. She'll be home tomorrow," Will replied. He couldn't keep the happiness out of his voice. "She sounds a little better. Ever since she left Leo last month, it's been so hard on her."

Jack pouted. "I guess I better go home, then." His head drooped and he started walking towards the door.

Will chuckled and pulled Jack to him. "Don't worry, Jack. You can stay here as long as you like, it's not like you'd be putting anyone out of a bed."

Jack smiled at Will and placed a hand on his chest. "Heehee!"

Will rolled his eyes and pulled the food out of the oven. He quickly dished it onto plates and put it on the kitchen table. "Here you go, Jack."

Jack sat down next to Will and ate his food.

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When Will finished doing the dishes for lunch, he joined Jack on the couch. "What're you watching?"

"This movie," Jack replied.

"Which is called...?" Will asked sarcastically.

"Um...It is 'If it's Tuesday this must be Belgium'. It's funny," Jack replied, taking Will's hand. Jack yawned and leaned his head on Will.

"Are you tired?" Will asked, concerned. Jack had only been awake for two hours. "Maybe you really are depressed." He knew that people who were clinically depressed were normally very tired most of the time. "Maybe you should go to a doctor."

"No," Jack replied hotly. "I am not going to a doctor. I'm fine."

Will sighed. He wasn't going to push it with Jack. He knew better than to do that. "Do you want to get some rest? You could take a nap on my bed."

Jack shook his head. "I'm happy here."

Will leaned down and kissed Jack passionately on the lips. He heard Jack moan in pleasure as his tongue entered his mouth. Will broke the embrace after a minute and just smiled at Jack.

Jack smiled back at Will and put his head on Will's lap. He drifted off to sleep while Will ran his hand through Jack's hair.

Will smiled down at Jack and continued watching the movie. He had seen it before, and wanted to watch something else. He picked up the remote and changed the channel.

Thoughts of what to say to Grace started to run through Will's mind and his stomach clenched. He didn't know what he would say to her. First he needed to explain what had happened to Jack, and then he would have to tell her that he and Jack were dating. Will cringed, that was not going to be a fun conversation.

"Will?" Jack had woken up when he felt Will cringe and fidget on the couch.

Will heard Jack's groggy voice and felt bad for waking him up. "I'm here, Jack."

Jack sat up. "Are you alright? I felt you flinch." He brushed Will's hair with his hand.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I was just thinking," Will replied absently. He was reluctant to tell Jack what he had been thinking about.

"'Bout what?" Jack asked. He leaned his head on Will's shoulder and kissed his neck.

Will sighed, he wasn't going to lie. "Grace, and everything else that has happened." His tone was malevolent and he cringed when he heard it.

Jack moved away. "Oh."

"I'm sorry, Jack," he said. "I'm not mad at you."

Jack nodded sadly. "I know. I know what you are mad at, though."

Will frowned. "What?"

"You're upset because we're together now and you're going to have to tell Grace and everything will change. You hate change, Will, we both know that. Admit it, you're scared and upset and angry." Jack's voice stayed flat while he spoke.

Will looked at the floor. "You're right," he admitted. "I don't want you to be, but you are. I'm sorry, Jack."

Jack nodded. "So am I." He got up from the couch and grabbed his keys from the kitchen counter. "I'll see you later, Will." He left the apartment.

Will felt tears come to his eyes, he had screwed up. "Damn it!" He quickly left his apartment and crossed the hall to Jack's. When he tried to open the door, he found it locked. He banged on the door. "Open up, Jack! I'm sorry about everything. You are right and I don't know what to do."

Jack didn't answer his door and Will sighed. He didn't know what to do. Jack had taken Will's copy of the key, and he couldn't get into the room. He felt tears roll down his cheeks, but he didn't wipe them away, he was too upset. "Damn it," he muttered to himself. "Damn it!" He slid down Jack's door and hit his head against the door. 'Ow! I'm going to have a bruise there!' he thought.

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Jack heard Will pleading with him to open the door, but he didn't want to. He wanted to be with Will, but he didn't want Will to worry about going out with him. That was wrong, it wasn't fair to Will and it definitely wasn't fair to Jack himself.

When he heard Will hit his head against his door, Jack winced. Then, he heard Will crying; softly, but nevertheless, he was crying. Jack went and opened his door and let Will inside. "We need to talk."

Will got up and looked at Jack. "I'm sorry."

Jack nodded solemnly. "I know."

Will walked into the apartment and shut the door behind him. He moved towards Jack to pull him into a hug, but Jack turned away. "Jack?"

"Will, this isn't fair. I don't want to be with you if you're going to hide these things from Grace. I know you'll tell her, but I also know you're not going to feel good about telling her." Jack turned to face him. "Tell me the truth, Will."

Will sighed. "Jack, I really do love you. I am not going to feel embarrassed or anything when I tell Grace. Sure, it might be a little awkward, but I won't be embarrassed."

"You promise?" Jack asked, moving a little closer to Will.

Will nodded. "Yes." He reached out for Jack and pulled him close. "I love you."

Jack smiled happily and pressed his lips against Will's. He wrapped his arms around Will and let one of his hands drift down Will's back until his hand was resting on Will's ass. He tried to get his hand down Will's pants, but Will pulled away. "What's wrong?" Jack asked, hurt.

"This isn't right, Jack. We can't do anything right now. You're still vulnerable and so am I. I don't want to do anything you'll regret." Will kissed Jack lightly on the lips.

Jack sighed and leaned his forehead on Will's. "I guess you're right. I'm just so used to having sex with a guy by now."

Will rolled his eyes. "I know, but you don't have to do it that way with me."

Jack chuckled. "No wonder you haven't gotten much."

"Hey!" Will began protesting, but Jack pressed his mouth against Will's and he was silenced.

Jack broke the kiss and looked at Will devilishly. "Come on," he urged.

Will shook his head. "No, Jack. I don't want to hurt you and do something you will regret."

"Damn it, Will! I won't regret anything!" he snapped heatedly. "Is something wrong with me?" Jack asked, a little pitifully.

"No, no, nothing is wrong with you," Will whispered. "I mean...I want to, I'm just not sure if I'm ready."

Jack looked down at Will's crotch and smiled slightly. "Yeah, you certainly want to."

Will kissed Jack lightly. "Let's go out."

"I don't want to," Jack replied, dejectedly. His eyes were welling up with tears. He wanted nothing more than to be with Will at the moment.

Will sighed and pulled Jack into his arms. "We're not having sex right now."

"Will!" Jack protested.

Will laughed. "Oh come on, Jack!"

Jack pulled away and went into his bedroom with tears in his eyes.

Will sighed, knowing he shouldn't have laughed. He quickly followed Jack into the bedroom, hoping to resolve things.