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There are places I'll remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all

"You would not BELIEVE how many hotties there were last night! I swear, it was like the club was completely devoted to me! They just couldn't get enough Jack."

"And let me guess, you gave them what they wanted?" An uninterested Will asked behind his newspaper.

Jack jumped up and sat on Will's, unwrapping the sandwich he had brought, as Will placed his reading apparatus down and inspected the lunch Jack had brought for him.

"What's with the sandwiches?"

"Can you stop thinking, talking, breathing and accumulating food and pay attention to ME for once Truman? I am trying to tell you about my fabulous night, that you, Mr 'I'm too busy for people' weren't invited to."

Will was amused."Shoot."

Jack swung his legs around and sat cross legged on his friend's desk, facing him. Will cringed slightly at the fact that Jack's shoes were on his desk, but he fought back his annoyance and let it go.

"Well, I was just dancing, doing my thing, looking half mysterious, half European and half incredible when…"

3 halves? Will smirked to himself.

"…all of a sudden, I get picked to dance on the stage! They loved me so much that they want me back next week. They said that I was the best podium boy they had ever had."

Will placed his sandwich down on the table and looked up at Jack.

"That's great Jack, I'm thrilled for you.What did you really get up to last night?"

"I told you… I…"

Will raised his eyebrows.

"Damn that bitchy lawyer look! Its in the top five of my 'Most hated Facial Expressions of Will'" Jack slumped, resting his face into his palm. "I knitted while talking to Karen on the phone and watching Cabaret."

Will laughed. "Knitting while talking to your rich gal pal while watching Liza? Passing off as straight shouldn't be a problem for you if you tell people that. So, why the lies about last night?"

"I only wanted to make you kinda…jealous. Did I make you jealous?" Jack asked, excitedly.

"Slightly," Will replied, reaching up and fidgeting with the shirt of Jack's collar that was entrapped by the neckline of his navy blue vest. "until I realized that there were no numbers on your hand, you didn't smell like you had exclusively switched to cigarettes instead of oxygen, and not a speck of glitter can be seen on your entire body."

Jack pushed Will's hand away from his collar and fixed it himself before leaning forward to peck him on the lips.

"I have to get back to work." Jack said, sliding off the desk.

"And by 'work' you mean…?"

"Visiting Karen and checking out Grace's new doozy of an outfit. Karen and I have a feeling that today's number will be at least an 8 out of 10."

"Just make su…"

"Make sure I don't let it slip that we've been doing…whatever we've been doing for the past month and a half, I know" Jack recited.

Will stood up and walked up to Jack who had begun to head over to the door. He pulled him into an embrace and kissed his cheek.

"Have a good day, sweetie."

"I would say the same to you, but I already KNOW that your day has been good. I mean, c'mon, you were lucky enough to have a piece of Jack McFarland."

Will grinned and resumed his position at the desk as Jack sauntered out of the office.

"Oh my…You haven't had sex in two months!" Karen cried.

Jack's face became a mask of shock. He had only just entered the place, his hand was still on the doorknob and he hadn't even stepped into the office yet when he was sprung.

"Shhh Karen, I don't want the whole world to hear! He said, running over to her desk.

"The whole world meaning me? Grace asked.

Jack spun around. "Hmm I'll give her about a 7 Kare, I think the colour is what saves her."

Karen nodded as Grace grabbed another pencil and continued to work.

"I demand you have sex tonight!" Karen stated.

"No, I'm busy tonight."

"Wha…? Busy? Since when?"

Jack's heart sunk at the fact that he had to continuously lie to his friends. This sucks!

"I have one of my boyfriends coming over."

"Yay! Sex!" Karen cheered, clapping.

"No, we probably won't have sex…we will probably just hang out or something."

Karen dramatically put her hand to Jack's forehead.

"Are you sick? Is it bad? Are you going to die?"

Jack rolled his eyes as he knocked his friend's hand out of the way.

"Its nothing, I just haven't felt like…you know…in a while…is that weird?" Jack's face suddenly became serious. Oh no. It's Will! Its rubbed off on me!

"Yes." Came the reply in unison from the two girls.

Jack nodded and turned around and left, surprising the two girls.

Once the door had closed, Karen picked up her nail file and resumed filing her nails.

"Something's up with him and I don't like it."

"Oh has Miss Walker suffering a little bit of hag jealousy?" Grace teased, knowing perfectly well that she was being hypocritical.

"Hey Grace?" Karen said, ignoring the comment. Grace was taken aback by Karen's sudden genuineness.

"What?" Grace asked cautiously.

"Has um…my…you know…I hate saying it but…my…daughter called?"

A large smile crossed Grace's face. Karen has feelings! She sung in her head. She was always satisfyingly surprised when Karen resembled a human being.

"No, she hasn't" Grace responded.

"Oh…" Karen tried to hide her disappointment. "So, what do you think is wrong with Jack?"

"So the guy doesn't feel like sex! No need to get all jealous and possessive!" Grace scoffed as she picked the phone up to call Will.

He picked up.

"Hello?"

"Give me the full hello Will, you know I like it." Grace teased.

"No"

"Please?"

"Fine. Good afternoon, you've reached Will Truman's office." He said in a polite, sing song voice.

Grace laughed. "That is such a queer voice, I think you need to butch it up."

Will was offended. "It's a nice voice, it's a friendly and warm voice that everybody loves!"

"So…are we on for tonight?"

"Ah…I can't, sorry…I have…things to do. You know, work work work." He breathed out quickly.

Grace nodded and resumed talking to him for a few minutes before saying goodbye.

"Something's going on with Will, and I don't like it!"

"That's my girl." Karen giggled.

But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more

The lyrical music and credits began to roll as Jack an Will sat on Jack's couch, Jack resting his head on Will's chest.

"Jack, were you crying?" Will asked.

"No." Jack sniffled.

"I think the wet patch on my shirt where your face is begs to differ."

Jack buried his face in Will's shirt to wipe his eyes. Will laughed.

"I wouldn't be laughing Truman, you cried too."

"No…I didn't!"

"Then why did your voice just go up an octave and why are you holding a tissue?"

Will knew he was sprung. He faced Jack, whose eyes were still red rimmed from crying and felt the sudden urge to scoop him up in his arms and protect him. Which is what he did.

"Can we tell Karen and Grace yet?" Jack asked quietly, slowly dozing off.

"I don't think we should." Came the sleepy answer.

Jack sat up and shifted away from Will, causing him to feel cold without his friend's body to warm him.

"What?" Will questioned when Jack angrily stood up and stalked over to the kitchen.

"Forget it, I'm sick of arguing. I'm gonna go to bed."

Jack left Will standing alone in the apartment as he changed into his pyjamas in the bathroom. When he returned, he was surprised, yet a little flattered to see that Will was still there. Pretending to still be annoyed, Jack rolled his eyes at Will and jumped into his bed. Will followed and sat on the bed, tucking Jack in.

"I know you're not mad Jack. You haven't screeched yet."

Jack turned so his back was facing Will.

"I see someone is playing the diva with PMS tonight. Fair enough. I'll let you have your beauty sleep." Will grinned as he leaned over to kiss Jack on the cheek. "I love you." He whispered into his friend's ear, and was instantly shocked at what he had just let slip.

"What did you just say?" Jack said, wide eyed.

Will nervously stood up and spun on his heels and ran out of the door.

Behind the Fat: The REAL Will Truman. Jack giggled to himself as he snuggled down into his bed and began to doze off.

Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more
In my life I love you more

Will entered his apartment and leaned with his back against the door. His head was spinning and his mind was racing with the excitement and fear of what he just realized. His breathing began to return to regularity when Grace appeared from behind the couch, causing Will to squeal.

"Who is he?"

"Huh?"

"Will, I know you're seeing someone."

Will walked past her, avoiding eye contact.

"Your crazy. Big day at the office, that's all. Dammit woman, get in there and make me a sandwich." Will joked as he sat down at the kitchen table. "Actually, ew, don't"

"You can lie all you want Will. I promise that I am going to butt out. Once you come to my event tomorrow night."

Will loosened his tie and buried his face in his hands, peeking through his fingers at Grace, scared of what she had planned.

"What's the event?" he mumbled.

A defiant and proud look crossed her face. I win!

"I booked us a table at that cute little Karaoke restaurant. Me, Karen, Josephine, You and Mr. X and Jack and his boyfriend…did you know he is seeing someone now?"

Will focused his eyes on the coffee cup that was sitting on the table in order to stop himself from cracking up. "No, I didn't."

Grace gave Will a smug smile. I know more about Jack than you. Yes Will Truman, we know who REALLY has the upper hand here!

"How did you know I was seeing someone?"

Grace scoffed. "Who else would draw hearts on the margins of their paper like a lame teenage girl?"

Will hung his head in shame.

xx

Next chapter: Karaoke night truly trials Jack's patience and Grace finds herself in a dilemma