Nick stared down into his cereal bowl. Zak and Aaron sat across from him, plates full of food. Normally they would be talking about their upcoming investigation, chattering anxiously about their location. But this morning was different. Never before had they woken up in each other's arms. Never before had they had a night like last night.

They woke up feeling hungover, neither man saying much to the other as each dressed and slipped out of the room. Finally, Nick couldn't take it anymore. "I think we need to talk about this."

Zak shook his head. "There's nothing to talk about, dude."

Nick sighed. "Aaron?"

Aaron simply shook his head. "Not here."

Nick sighed again and looked back down at his cereal, the conversation effectively ended.

The rest of the day, the three men moved through the motions of filming. Their energy wasn't there though. Each man was distracted in his own thoughts. Zak's smile for the camera even looked forced. Aaron tried to lighten the mood, swinging his camera over to a pensive Zak saying, "Aaron's vlog!"

Zak just shook his head and walked away. "Not right now, Aaron."

That night, after the door was bolted, not much changed. Aaron excused himself to the bathroom before they started wandering the halls. Nick turned to Zak, "We should have postponed this investigation."

Zak scoffed. "Why?"

"Dude!" Nick gestured around at them. "We're fucked here." Zak winced at his choice of words and Nick sighed. "Not exactly what I meant, but it's awkward and it's showing on the fucking film, Zak."

"Well what the fuck do you want man?"

Nick glanced down at the camera in his hands as Aaron came back into the room. "I don't know… I just don't know."

Aaron hugged him, for lack of a better thing to do. Nick fully returned the hug, thankful for it, but not entirely sure why. "We're good, bro." Nick smiled for the first time that day. That was what he needed. He needed to know that despite what happened the night before, he still had the same friends.

He turned, breaking the embrace, needing to express the same to Zak, but the man was gone. Grumbling inwardly, Nick picked up his camera, handing Aaron his. "I guess we're ready."

They rounded the corner, finding Zak sitting on the stairs. "You guys finally ready to do this?"

"Yeah…," Nick said, raising his camera.

Zak was a bitch, to put it bluntly. Nick felt hurt that Zak would act so coldly towards him and so angry at Aaron. Every time they tried to lighten the mood, make a funny comment, do something to make the others laugh, Zak had a smart remark.

Finally, the inevitable happened. Zak sent Aaron off by himself to some dark location far away from them. Nick had his chance. He aimed his camera right at Zak's face. "What the fuck is up with you?"

Zak scowled at him. "Nothing is fucking up with me."

"Then why are you being so bitchy? I mean, fuck, Zak. Aaron and I are good. I want you and I to be good too. And you and him."

Zak's face softened. "I don't know, Nick."

"You don't know?" Panic was starting to rise in his blood. "You don't know if we can be good?"

"Do you regret it?"

Nick wasn't prepared for that question. He stumbled, trying to think of a proper response. For once, he was thankful for the darkness concealing his reaction. "Regret it? I… I mean…Only if it means losing one of my best friends. Do you regret it?"

Zak shrugged, his body language less angry. "I've got a lot of shit I've got to figure out."

That panic in Nick's blood rose a little higher. "Like what?"

Zak advanced on him, eye to eye now. Slowly he leaned in, briefly touching his lips to Nick's. "Like why the hell that feels so good."

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Aaron sat by himself, camera and digi in each of his hands. The area felt dead- no pun intended. He didn't feel a damn thing here all day, with the exception of the tension that he felt from his fellow investigators. He needed to find that dealer and see just what the hell was in that weed, and possibly pick up another bag… or five.

Holding Nick in his arms the night before, watching his face contort with each movement, seeing the pleasure in those hard features, something about that got to him. He wanted to run his fingers down that back again, cradle him in his arms. But he didn't know Nick's feeling on that, especially with Zak in the picture. Aaron figured if Nick had a choice between him and Zak, he would totally pick the other, because that's usually what happened. Aaron had learned to be a fantastic runner up prize.

He had been the first to wake up that morning. For awhile, he laid there and watched them sleep like they had been doing it together for so long. Zak's body had been perfectly folded against Nick's, their heads fitting together like two puzzle pieces. Aaron sighed and looked down at his camera. But Zak was being a complete ass today. Maybe he could have his chance if Zak blew his. After all, he had known Nick the longest. He and Nick had a special bond as well that Zak could never touch.

Silently Aaron wondered what was going on at that moment with Zak and Nick in the other portion of the house.