Part Three!

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Becker's good eye widened, in what could only be assumed was horror, that one of the people in that very room had written such things about him. The fact they had been drunk was no excuse.

"Shush yourself before you speak Becky Boy!" Sam waved her book around to make him pay attention. "There's more!"

"Then do someone else." He glared angrily.

"Yours was the first name so I'm doing you."

Connor started to laugh.

"Shut up. Both of you!" Becker looked between Sam and Connor.

"Would you stop taking your anger out on us?" The girl's temper suddenly rose to meet the challenge. "It's not our fault those men died yesterday!"

There was silence as the team waited for Becker's response.

"You're blaming me?" His voice was dangerously low.

"Of course I'm not! Stop being such a precious little flower! I'm saying stop taking it out on us! It was horrible that it happened and I'm sure there are more precautions we can now think of to put in place to stop this happening again. But we didn't know before so we couldn't have thought of them before. So chill out and stop being such a…" Sam struggled for the right word, "such a… just stop!"

Jess had her head in her hands, attempting to squeeze the shouting out of her head, Becker looked down momentarily. Sam sighed and deflated.

"Okay, okay. I know it's not as easy as that. But can we just push it to the back of our minds until break is over and then we can sit down and properly sort this out?" Becker nodded. "I'll do a couple more for you and then someone else yeah." He nodded again. "This next one is… AHA! I know who wrote this one! It's Emily, Abby and I played this song to her the day before yesterday. We're edgumicating her in music! She said it made her think of you.
"Smash Mouth- Everyday Superhero: I don't see myself as invincible, It's not true at all. I'm just your, average ordinary everyday superhero, Trying to save the world. But never really sure, I'm just your average ordinary everyday superhero. Nothing more than that, It's all I really am.
"After that argument it sums you up pretty well."

"That's definitely Becker!" Abby looked at the man though hooded eyes. "Good old action man! You know he and Barbie had it going on?"

Matt snorted in laughter and the others looked surprised that he found such a comment amusing. "You'll understand later."

"I wish you'd stop saying that. I wish I'd stop saying things should stop. I wish I would shut up! But we know that's not going to happen… Wait." Sam looked at her notepad again. "Actually it is. I'm not going to read anymore." Sam flashed a smile at the man, then threw her notebook to Matt. "It's hurting my eyes- I'm getting motion sickness."

"You're sat still." Jess mumbled, her face still hidden.

"I know. That's why I hate my hangovers. I get motion sickness when I read too much."

"You get motion sickness from reading!"

"I know, I know. Matt?" Sam turned to the Irish man, he nodded and looked at the page in his hands.

"I'm going to read the ones for me." He smirked up at them. "You wouldn't let me see yesterday, Sammy. You said 'It's like totally not fair cause it's like you like haven't drunk like anything at all and like-'"

"-Oh shut up and read it."

"Who Needs Sleep - Barenaked Ladies: My hands are locked up tight in fists, My mind is racing filled with lists, Of things to do and things I've done, Another sleepless night's begun. Lids down, I count sheep, I count heartbeats. The only thing that counts, Is that I won't sleep. I count down. I look around. And the annotation: You work too much, take a holiday.
"I think we can safely assume Becker, Sam and Jess didn't write that one."

"What's that song? I haven't heard it before?" Jess looked up.

"I have it. So does Connor, at least. Maybe Sam too. I'll send it to you." Abby smiled at her.

"You can't criticize us for being workaholics when you're one yourself."

"What's the next one? You have to have one as bad as my Mulan one."

Despite appearances, Becker really wasn't suffering from hangover as much as he was from the residual angst from the previous day. Matt skimmed over the songs written for him.

"This one's annotated: Since the whole Burton thing this makes me think of you. Rise Against- Satellite.

"That's why we won't back down, We won't run and hide. Yeah cause these are the things that we can't deny, I'm passing over you like a satellite, So catch me if I fall. That's why we stick to your game plans and party lines, But at night we're conspiring by candlelight…"

"I like th-" Becker began to speak.

Sam's phone vibrated on the counter top, Abby and Connor yelled at her to make the noise end. She picked it up and looked.

"Damn it. My head just stopped spinning!" She looked over at Becker as she stood, making for the door. "Leroy and Evans have had a punch up." Sam turned her head, "Jess your cardigan is inside out. Connor, Abby, someone should probably check that Emily is still alive." Still walking backwards she pointed at Matt then Becker. "I still want to know about his black eye." Finishing her orders, Sam turned and walked face first into the glass door.

Thank you to Katy- alice Cullen for Becker's song.

I think this is going to take a fair number of chapters to do just a few songs for each person! Oh well if you guys are liking it I'll continue. If you have enough tell me :)

Any more song ideas?

Ooh I'd also like to point out, Barenaked Ladies- Actually a band of fully clothed men from Canada. Nothing as suggestive as it seems!

Thank you all :)