A/N: I know, a little soon to be updating, but I want to finish up this story so I can focus on 'Family Matters' and 'Control.'

Jack: Nnoooooo!

A/N: Relax! You're in those, too.

Jack: …oh. That's okay then.

A/N: Reviewers:

XXanimeluverrr372Xx: Yes, I too am glad Jack is not a loser.

Fallonmarie3: I love writing the end notes, they're my favorite part.

Bewarethedarkness: Relax! No Brokeback. Eeeeewwww. Clay has a girlfriend, remember (chp 1 if you forgot)?

TamerTerra: Uhhh…no. I've never even seen Brokeback Mountain. There's a dude named Jack on it! But no, in the sequel, there is no Brokeback. God. No, Jack's death wasn't permanent. I love him too much to kill him off permanently. If Jack dies again, he stays dead.

Jack: That sucks. You suck. Anywho, if you're done, finish! Now!

A/N: All right, all right!

Title: Not Half Bad

Rating: T

Summary: When Clay has an accident, there's only one person there who can help him. Can worst enemies learn to be friends? Rated T for bloody scenes and language.

"C'mon, Jack, just a bit farther, now!" yelled Clay.

Jack wheezed. "And how far is that?"

It had been two years since Jack had died and been brought back to life. He was taller now, healthier looking, more muscular, and had grown a sort of pony-tail. Not very long, but he still had it there. He'd also let a bit of his natural hair color grow so as to have a shock of white in his hair. Clay had evened out, too: his feet had grown, he was even taller, and he'd grown a bit of a goatee. Not much, but it was coming it. Clay had taken Jack to the top of a mountain for their training today, and had promised them something beautiful.

"Here," said Clay, stopping on top of a boulder on a cliff. Jack scrambled up and realized what Clay'd been talking about.

It was sunset behind the Temple. There were climbing shadows and a blood-red sky. It was absolutely spectacular.

"Wow," breathed Jack. "That's…awesome." Jack was walking forward a bit. He was still trying to walk forward when he fell off the cliff.

Fortunately, Clay was faster then he looked. He lunged forward and grabbed Jack's arm. He hauled him back up, a relieved and grateful smile warming Jack's face.

"You're gonna have t' try harder then that t' get rid of me," he said, dusting Jack off. Jack gave Clay a high-five, ending in a 'man hug'. "I'll always be there for you, Jack," said Clay.

"Me, too, Clay," said Jack. And, with that, the two friends turned to watch the sunset, not knowing of the adventure just around the corner…

END

Jack: 'Man hug'? What in the name of God's green earth is a 'man hug'!

A/N: When you high-five, then grasp hands, then jerk so your shoulders bonk together, then pat each other on the back three times.

Jack: Oh. That man hug.

A/N: Well, you should R & R, my peeps, and I'll get back to you. But, that's it for this fic. Toodles!

-Emily