"How did you sleep?" Peter asked Edmund as they say at breakfast the next morning. This was a daily question, and Edmund was used to it, so he just shrugged and said that he had slept fine. "How did he sleep?" Peter sighed and directed the question at Jack.

"He slept fine," Jack smiled slightly. "He got about eight hours solid I'd say."

"That's good." Peter smiled and let out a small squeak as Caspian subtly and without warning squeezed his knee under the table.

"You guys and your subtle displays." Edmund shook his head, chuckling slightly. Jack sighed, trying to mask his jealousy as he looked at Peter and Caspian. They were lucky, there wasn't anything between them, no secrets, whatever Peter and Edmund were involved with, Caspian was too so they didn't have that barrier. Jack's gaze shifted to Edmund, who was shoving eggs in his mouth almost as fast as humanely possible.

"Slow down, Ed," Peter and Jack said at the same time, Peter chuckling slightly. Edmund swallowed what he was chewing, and then spoke.

"Sorry…I'm hungry." He smiled sheepishly.

"We could tell." Caspian smiled and Edmund rolled his eyes and went back to eating, taking smaller bites this time. Jack glanced at him and they shared a small smile.

"Hey Ed, could I talk to you alone before you go to class?" Peter asked, taking a sip of water.

"Sure." Edmund nodded and looked at Jack apologetically. He could tell how badly his boy friend wanted to grab his hand right there, and he wanted the same thing, but it just wasn't an option at this point. The boys finished breakfast and Caspian and Jack headed straight to classes while Peter pulled Edmund aside. "What's up?" Edmund asked.

"You and Jack seem…different this morning."

"I didn't have a nightmare last night." Edmund shrugged. "We both got a full night's sleep."

"That's not what I meant." Peter shook his head. "Is something wrong? Did you guys have a fight?" Peter put his hand on Edmund's shoulder. "If you want to talk about it-"

"We didn't get in a fight." Edmund shook his head. "Look…did Jack say something? Because I didn't notice anything was up…"

"No, no," Peter shook his head. "But maybe you should talk to him, because he seemed a little off this morning…are you sure nothing's up?"

"Not that I can think of…I mean the only thing that's changed is that he slept in my bed with me all night instead of just after I had a nightmare, but that's it."

"He was with you all night?" Peter looked at Edmund suspiciously.

"Yeah…you've slept the night with Caspian before." Edmund shrugged. "What?"

"Did you guys…you know…"

"NO!" Edmund shook his head. "Unlike you, we're waiting until we're completely ready."

"That's unfair," Peter rolled his eyes. "Caspian and eye only moved as fast as we did because we didn't think that we were ever going to see each other again…" Peter sighed as Edmund smirked. "But you knew that…"

"Yup." Edmund nodded. "Can I please just go to class now?"

"Yeah, sure, run along." Peter nodded and Edmund jogged off towards his first class, history. Once class was well enough under way, Edmund passed a piece of paper to Jack.

Is something wrong? –Ed. Jack looked over at Edmund, but Edmund's concentration was back on the blackboard.

Why do you ask? Jack passed the note back to Edmund.

Peter said that something was weird with you this morning. Jack sighed as he read the note and passed the paper back to Edmund with just one word on it.

Secrets.When Edmund read the paper he sighed and folded it up before running his hands through his hair and looking over at Jack apologetically. Jack didn't return the small smile that Edmund offered before both boys switched their focus back to their notes.

"Hey, wait up." Edmund jogged after Jack, his leather bag swinging from his shoulder.

"Hey." Jack looked at Edmund as Edmund fell into step beside him.

"It's a cold day, no one's really outside, we could go between the dorms and the dining hall." Edmund smirked as he tugged at the sleeve of Jack's shirt as inconspicuously as possible.

"Not today Ed." Jack shook his head.

"Well we don't have time to go back to the room before I have to go to English…"

"That's ok." Jack shrugged.

"Jack…" Edmund looked around took a deep breath before grabbing Jack's hand. That got his boyfriend's attention. Jack looked up at Edmund, confusion in his eyes. "Come on, let's skip our next class, I think we need to talk." Edmund tugged Jack's hand, pulling him towards the nearest door.

"I can't, its math for me, I need all of the help that I can get." Jack pulled back slightly, but Edmund didn't let go of his hand despite the fact that a couple of people had seen them.

"Fine." Edmund sighed. "But promise that you'll meet me in our alcove after math? We'll skip French, that way we can go into lunch if we need to talk longer."

"Ok." Jack nodded and the boys split up to go to their classes. All through his English class, Edmund drummed his fingers on the desk, waiting for it to end so that he could go talk to Jack.

"Hey." Edmund entered the alley and walked up behind Jack. He set his bag down at the mouth of the alcove and leaned up against the brick. "Jack, are you alright?"

"I don't know." Jack shrugged.

"Do you love me, Jack?" Edmund put his hand on Jack's cheeks and sighed.

"Yes, of course I do Edmund, what would ever make you doubt that?" Jack took Edmund's hand and kissed him softly. "It's just…I don't want to push you, I just feel a little left out of everything."

"If I told you, I don't think that you'd believe me, I'm waiting to tell you until I have some way proving to you that what I'm saying is true."

"What could you possibly have to say that I wouldn't believe?" Jack looked into Edmund's eyes.

"A lot…it's hard for me, look…" Edmund sighed. "If I told you that I had a horse, would believe me?"

"Yes…" Jack nodded. "I would be a little surprised that a horse was your big secret, but I would believe you."

"If I told you that I had a pet horse named Phillip that could talk would you believe me?" Jack snorted with laughter. "See? We're not ready." Edmund shook his head, slightly dejected.

"No, Ed, wait…" Jack took Edmund's hands and kissed them both. "Look, if you told me that pigs could fly, I would believe you, alright?"

"No, there's a difference between believing me and saying that you believe me, and I know that if I told you pigs could fly you wouldn't really believe me…I mean you might say that you believed me, but you wouldn't really, and that's what's important." Edmund pressed his forehead against Jack's and sighed. "I want to tell you…I really do, and I will when the time is right, believe me."

"Ok." Jack nodded and kissed Edmund. "I believe you."

A/N Alright, I am sorry that it took me so long to update, I've been working full time this week (but the rest of the summer is part time) and I had a party last night and I met this guy...so yeah, things might be just a little slower for the next couple days.