A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while. Between writer's block and being busy, just lost time. So here's a gift for the Holidays and hopefully I'll be able to give chapter 17 before New Years. Enjoy.

Four hours later, Joanne, Maureen, and Mark had left four hours ago, leaving Mimi, Jolene and Roger to wait back at the cabin to see if Collins would come back. Roger and Mimi sit in the living room together on the couch.

"You think Collins is okay?" Mimi asks looking up at Roger, who has his arm around her.

Roger sighs, even though he was quite worried, Collins is one of the wisest people he knows. "He's fine. He was probably just frustrated with how the vacation went and everything. I just wish he'd come back already."

Outside the cabin, Jolene is sitting on the porch and help but to wonder if she's being selfish for keep thinking about Mark, when Collins is the one who's missing. As she stares off thinking about the man she loves, Marco walks over in front of her, casting a shadow above her, but still in her daze.

Marco clears his throat. "Is everything okay?"

The voice causes Jolene to snaps out of her daze and realizes that Marco is standing in front of her and smiles. "Hi."

Marco sits next to Jolene on the porch. "So, what happened last night?"

Jolene sighs and looks away from her friend. "Just a misunderstanding wrapped up in old drama. But, now we have bigger problems."

"What happened?"

Jolene looks back at Marco. "Our friend Collins is missing."

Marco becomes worried. "What? What happened? Is he alright?"

Jolene shakes her head. "I don't know. No one's seen him since last night. I mean, he was upstairs this morning 'cause his car was here, but then Mark went to tell him that Joanne and Mimi were back but him and his car were gone."

Guilt forms over Marco body and mind. "It's my fault."

Jolene chuckles. "How is it your fault? All you did was throw a dinner party that we kinda destroyed."

Marco becomes embarrassed that he hasn't told his best friend about him. "Um, I uh, kissed him last night, and he kinds freaked out."

Jolene feels as if her heart stopped for a moment. "Wait, you kissed Collins?" Marco nods. "Wait, so you're-" Marco nods again. The news hits her kinda roughly. Wait, I'm been sleeping with a closeted gay guy all these years? Okay, I'm embarrassed. "So, all those years of us, were really nothing?"

Marco places his arm around his friend. "No, you were the only girl to ever have my heart."

Jolene starts laughing. "Wow, that's just- just." She couldn't find the words to say, finding her situation quite humorous at the moment. She stops laughing, realizing the possible reason why Collins left. "I got to go. I have to call Joanne." She runs into the house.

In Joanne's car, Joanne, Maureen and Mark driving around to hotels in the area, hoping to spot Collins' car. Nothing. They stop at a gas station and Joanne gets out starts pumping gas into her car.

Mark rolls down his window in the backseat stick his head out. "Hey, do you think he went back to New York?"

Joanne looks down at Mark with unsure eyes. "I don't know. Why would he leave all of us behind like that? Does he even have enough money to get back on his own? I mean, we all were chipping in for this trip."

Mark rolls his eyes and mumbles. "More like the trip from hell."

Joanne peaks inside the car, and smiles softly when she sees Maureen curled up in a ball, sleeping in the passenger seat against the door. All Joanne could do was sigh and turn to Mark.

"I think we should get back. It's starting to get dark and Maureen's exhausted." She hears a noise coming from Maureen's jacket, so she searches it and pulls out her walkie talkie.

"Big Elsie, Big Elsie, this is Flexi Doll. We have a possible lead on the James Bond situation. Over."

Joanne responds back into the walkie talkie. "Flexi Doll, this is Foxy Brown. What's the new lead? Over."

At that moment, Maureen finally wakes up, smiling to Joanne's actually speaking into the walkie talkie. "What's going on?"

Joanne hands Maureen the walkie talkie. "Here, you're better at this than me. I don't even know if I did it right."

Maureen rolls her eyes at the fact that her Ivy League, lawyer girlfriend doesn't even know if she's working a walkie talkie correctly. "This is Big Elsie. Bon Jovi, Flexi Doll, Breast Milk, are you there? Over."

"Big Elsie, this is Flexi Doll. Breast Milk-" Mimi giggles at the name and Jolene's irritated voice is heard in the background. "Okay, the name isn't that funny." Mimi composes her giggles. "Okay, anyways, she talked the Latino Touchdown, who's apparently wanted to score with an adventure with James Bond, but James didn't want to take on the challenge."

Joanne looks at the Maureen, not comprehending with anything that has just been said. "What the hell? I couldn't understand any of that?"

"She just said that Jolene talked to Marco and said that he was interested in Collins, but Collins rejected him." Maureen stops for a moment, and responds back into the walkie talkie, not even bothering to speak in code. "Wait, Marco's gay?!"

Mark, who was listening the whole time in the backseat, looks over at Maureen. "What?"

"Latino Touchdown likes to score with the big boys."

Mark's body becomes relieved. Jolene's been hitting on a gay guy this whole time. He doesn't want to score with my girlfriend. He becomes worried again. Wait, ex-girlfriend.

Maureen responds back into the walkie talkie. "Alright we're on our way back. Over." She looks at Joanne. "Marco is gay, and he wants to bang Collins?" A smile forms on her face. "That is so hot!"

Joanne rolls her eyes. "I'll go pay for the gas."

A/N: Okay, so it's not much of a Holiday gift, but I might also write a Holiday story with the BoHo's so look for it...if I write it.