Disclaimer: I don't own Brokeback Mountain (even though I wish I did)

Some things getting done and some words said. Yeah, kind of fluffy chapter again.

Warning: gay boys, that is all ;-)

Jack slowly woke up the next morning alone in Ennis's bed. He blinked in the bright light of the day and looked around. He was about to call out for his lover when he saw a note on the pillow next to his.

Gone to work. Be back soon.

So, Ennis wasn't a poet and he was probably never going to get a love note from him. But six simple words meant the world to him at that moment. He doubted that Ennis left notes like this for his wife when they were together. He picked up the note and held it in his hand like it was a precious relic that he feared would dissolve in a moment. He carefully hid away the note in his wallet and got dressed.

Ennis didn't have a phone of course so he drove up to the nearest pay phone and made his phone calls. With the money that he saved, the ranch and the twin horses were now theirs. His friend agreed to bring the horses down to Brokeback Mountain once they got down there. Jack was figuring it would be about two weeks before they were permanently living there. He promised to call again on the day that they left and moved up to the ranch. Once he was done with all of that he took a deep breath, swallowed, put in another quarter, and called Lureen. It was the phone call he had been planning out in his head since receiving Ennis's postcard. He calmly waited as the phone rang and was finally picked up by Lureen.

"Hi there Jack, how's Wyoming?" she said in her distracted voice that meant she was doing paper work.

"Lureen, put down the pen and take your hand off the calculator," he said. He heard the calculator stop tapping and the clink of a pen being put down.

"What is it Jack?"

"Lureen, I want to get a divorce." Lureen audibly sighed over the phone and he heard her fingernails tap on the desk.

"Well, I guess I should have seen this one coming. So, who's moving out of the house, you or me?"

"Me. I'm starting a ranch up in Wyoming with Ennis Del Mar."

"You going to tell Bobby or should I?"

"I have to come home and get a few things. I'll tell him then."

"I can get our lawyer to draw up the paper work in a couple of days. We can split the money even since there's more than enough for each of us in just one half. Anything else you want besides your truck and the few things you're coming to get?"

"No. I don't need anything else."

"You really do love him, don't you?" Jack paused and stared at the writing on the phone. He didn't really read the words, just stared at the indentations in the metal. He gently touched the indentations in the metal with his fingers and felt the permanence of them. He wondered if his heart had similar indentations on it that read "Ennis Del Mar".

"Yeah, Lureen, I think I do." There was another long pause over the phone.

"Well, when do you think you'll be down to get your stuff?"

"Probably this weekend. Ennis and I need time to figure some things out together. The ranch, the house we're going to build, all of that stuff."

"All right, well, call me before you come down."

"I will."

"Take care, Jack."

"You too." Jack heard the phone click, but he still stood there with the receiver to his ear. After a few more seconds he put the receiver in the cradle and stared at it for a moment.

"Good bye, Lureen," he said quietly. He got back into the truck and drove back to Ennis's house.

Jack pulled up in front of Ennis's house and put the truck in park. He stared at the house through the rain that had started again. He sighed and rubbed his eyes with his forefingers and hid his face in his hands. He wondered why he was crying. It wasn't sadness and defeat. It was relief. He was free to be with Ennis now. That unto it's self was almost scary. He heard another truck pull up and looked over to see Ennis looking at him from the window of his truck. Jack was quickly wiping the tears off his face when Ennis got out of his truck and slowly walked through the rain to the passenger door of Jack's truck and just as slowly got inside of the truck and calmly shut the door.

"Hey there," said Ennis quietly.

"Hey," said Jack sniffing and wiping away the errant tear. Jack put his hand down on the seat of the truck. He felt Ennis gently slid his hand palm up under Jack's and let their fingers interlace.

"So, you make all the phone calls today?"

"Yeah, the ranch is ours. The twin horses are ours. And I'm divorcing Lureen." Ennis nodded.

"How did she take it?"

"She wasn't surprised I think. She wasn't really happy, but she wasn't surprised either."

"So, she wasn't upset or nothin'?"

"No. That's the weirdest part really. She was just like, all right, I'll call the lawyer and get the paper work started, come get your stuff soon, and have a great life."

"Does she know that we're..."

"Yeah... I think she always knew somehow."

"Do you think she'll tell anyone?" Jack put a lid on his temper that he wanted to unleash at that moment. He didn't want to fight. He felt too relieved and happy to fight.

"I seriously doubt it. These days she likes to keep all business to herself that she thinks might embarrass her or the family. The whole divorce thing she'll just do it real fast, say that we grew apart, and..." Jack felt tears in his eyes once again. "I just... I can hardly believe that she's just letting me go. It's a relief. But I just..."

"Jack, you were married. Believe it or not I did feel bad when Alma and I split. But in the end, it was the best for all involved." Ennis lifted Jack's hand to his lips and he gently kissed the back of Jack's hand. "C'mon cowboy, let me take you inside. I'll make you something for dinner."

"Please don't say beans." Ennis chuckled lightly.

"No, I've got some soup we can have. Chicken noodle I think."

"Ok..." Ennis leaned over to Jack and gently kissed him on the lips. Then he opened the passenger door and pulled Jack out of the truck with him. Once inside, they both shed their coats and hats and hung them on the coat rack. Ennis handed Jack a beer and opened one for himself. He pulled out a pot and pulled down two cans of chicken noodle soup from the shelf. After emptying the contents of the cans into the pot, adding some water, and turning on the heat he sat down next to Jack on the couch.

"I told them I was quitting today. They're going to let me work out the two weeks. I figure I can pack up what I want to take from here, sell off everything else."

"I'm heading back down to Texas this weekend to take care of everything. The divorce papers, get the money, pack up what I need, and then get out of there and come back here. I'll leave you the number so you can call me while I'm there." Ennis nodded along.

"We should put together a list of things we need and I can gather up most of it this weekend. I got to have something to do while you're not here." Jack nodded as well. Ennis got up and stirred the soup a little. "Soup's gonna be ready in a few minutes." Jack moved from the couch to what had quickly become his chair at the table. He watched the rain falling outside and wished that the sun was shining. He barely noticed when Ennis set the bowl of soup down in front of him. He only really noticed when the steam coming up from the bowl gave his cheek the ghost of a touch and brought with it the comforting smell of chicken broth. The two men ate their soup in silence.

After dinner, they sat down and made up a list of everything they needed for the new place down to the case of whiskey that needed to be picked up from the liquor store. Once they were done, Jack put the list up on the refrigerator with a magnet.

"It's weird," Jack muttered quietly.

"What is?" said Ennis. Jack smiled.

"Boy you have ears like a hawk."

"Have to."

"I can't believe... that this is all happening so smoothly. I keep expecting people to back out on their deals, cause trouble, for you to change your mind."

"At this point, do you really think that I can go back? To what?"

"I don't know Ennis. Back to work, back to... anything." Ennis took in a deep breath and made his temper soften.

"All right, I'll admit I've stalled on you before. I'll admit that I'm only at my happiest when I'm with you and even knowing that I've still stalled on you. But you know me. I make up my mind to do something and then I'm set. Believe me Jack, I'm with you on this one." Jack turned to look Ennis in the eye and could see the conviction in his lover's expression. Ennis finally turned away and lit a cigarette. Jack went into the bedroom but left the door open. He stripped himself of all his clothes and then climbed underneath the covers. Ennis stayed in the living room and finished his cigarette. After putting it out in the ash tray he turned out the light and walked into the bedroom. He gently closed the door behind him and stared at Jack lying on the bed in the dark. He pulled off his boots and then stripped off the rest of his clothes. He slipped under the covers and gently spooned up behind Jack.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly.

"I don't know... call it paranoia I guess. Things start going right for me and then I'm suddenly worried that things won't be all right. I keep waiting for something to happen."

"That's usually the way I am."

"I know. Sunshine is always shining in Jack Twist's world until sun actually does start shining and then he starts worrying about the chance of rain." Jack felt Ennis cuddle closer to him if it was even possible and the arms he loved hold him tighter. One hand went to the arm around his shoulders and the other to the hand resting on his stomach.

"It'll be all right," said Ennis quietly. "We'll be all right. Once we get up to Brokeback, we start work on the ranch, start building our house, wake up in the morning and watch the sun shine hit the side of the mountain, and then everything will look better. It will all look easier from up there."

"How do you know?"

"Because I know. Everything that we need to take care of will be taken care of. We'll be together on the mountain again. Only things we'll have to worry about are ranching, getting supplies from town, and each other." Jack let himself smile at the idea of things being so simple all over again. Soon they were asleep to the sound of the rain outside.