A/N: Since the next few chapters are a bit shorter, not to mention the fact that they're already edited due to my being sick, I thought I'd get one of them out each day this weekend. For anyone disappointed at the promised lack of singing Becker, you might forgive me a bit once chapter 5 comes out on Sunday... :p Happy weekend!

********** Thank Goodness **********

"So when are the audition results going to be posted?" Abby asked Emily the following week in the canteen.

"They aren't," was the quick reply.

"How come?" asked Connor, as Jess and Matt found their way over.

"I don't want to spoil the surprise," Emily told them with a wink. "I'll be informing our performers of their parts individually."

"But how are you going to practise without anyone finding out who's who?" Jess asked as she sat next to Abby.

"Well, everyone performing in the show will know, but we're going to lock down the canteen whenever we have rehearsal. Lester even proposed putting a special code on the doors during rehearsal times, so that only performers could come in and out," Emily said, asking the silent question of Jess.

"That wouldn't be too hard for me to do," Jess said, smiling at her. "Just say when."

"Thank you."

"So Matt," Abby began in a 'you're-going-to-tell-me-even-if-you-don't-want-to ' voice, "why are you so opposed to this musical idea?"

The quiet conversation that Connor and Jess had started halted immediately, as all eyes shot to Matt. He glared daggers at Abby for bringing it up.

"I just think that we have more important things to worry about than a silly little musical," he replied quickly, missing the hurt look that fell on Emily's face. She lowered her hands to her lap and dropped her head so she couldn't meet any other eyes at the table.

"But don't you think that with everything we've been through lately, something a little lighter might be in order?" Jess offered, trying to diffuse the tension.

"Doing this isn't going to stop the anomalies from happening, Jess," Matt started before Connor cut him off.

"But it might be something nice to come back to and distract us from the chaos," he tried.

"Exactly! It's a distraction," Matt continued. "And we can't afford any distractions in this job!" He stood up from the table. "Why am I the only one who seems to get that?" he asked rhetorically as he stalked away.

The four remaining at the table stayed silent, but Abby looked up at his retreating form sadly as he left. He passed Becker on the way out of the canteen, who shot him a confused look as he did. Becker looked around the canteen, meeting gazes with Abby, who shrugged slightly. He nodded, and took off after Matt without a word.

"I'm sorry this has become such a bother," Emily whispered, drawing everyone's attention. "I just thought it'd be something fun to do as a group."

"You have nothing to apologize for," Jess insisted, moving around the table to sit next to Emily. "It's a great idea – even Lester said so!"

"She's right, Em," Connor added. "If Lester gets on board with any idea, it has to be a good one."

"He wouldn't waste his time and resources on it if he didn't think so," Abby put forth.

"I just don't understand why Matt's so angry about it," Emily sighed.

They sat in silence for a moment. "Have you talked to him about it, away from everyone else?" Jess asked.

"Whenever I try, he shuts right down. He'll either leave the room or start yelling."

"Then maybe you should just say how you feel, and leave it up to him."

"How I feel?"

"Tell him he's being a bloody idiot, and then walk away," Abby explained. "See what he does with that."

"And if it's really bad, you could always stay at my place for a while," Jess offered.

Emily smiled at each of them in turn. "I really am lucky to have friends such as you."

"Friends don't let friends deal with idiots in bad moods alone," Connor said, bringing chuckles to the table once more.

Meanwhile out in the hall, Becker caught up to Matt. "Everything ok?" he asked.

"Leave it, Becker, I'm fine."

"You don't look it."

"Since when are you the expert?" Matt was being harsh, but Becker was fully prepared for it.

"Don't worry, I'm not going soft on you," Becker countered, making sure his voice still had an edge to it despite his concern. "I just wanted to know if you wanted to go shoot out that anger at the range. I hear rage helps the aim."

"I thought that Lester was trying to deter us from using violence," Matt said sarcastically, but slowed his pace.

"Bugger that, I like my violence." Matt actually cracked a slight smile at this, and after stopping his brisk walk, he shrugged his shoulders and turned back towards the armoury and shooting range.

Twenty minutes and 10 rounds later, they were still going. Becker decided it was time to chance a comment.

"You know you're being a complete tool to her, right?" he asked, taking aim.

"Why am I the bad guy for wanting to do my job without distractions?" Matt asked, never pausing in his shooting.

"If that was the case, then why are you allowing Emily to still work with us? I'd think that was enough distraction as it is."

"You're one to talk," Matt retorted.

"True, but at least I'm being honest about that."

"At least Emily knows how I feel…" Matt trailed off.

Becker paused, lowering his gun slightly as the words of his friend hit a little too close to the vest. He opted to not reply, and took his aim once more.

Matt fired off another two shots before continuing. "It's been a right horrible month," he said unnecessarily. "I'm just still trying to figure out my next move."

"Because of what you saw that day in the hall?" Becker knew that he was the only one Matt had told about that, and he had made a point to not say anything to anyone about it.

"I thought that with Philip and New Dawn gone, I'd find a bit of peace. If it wasn't for that, I'd probably be fine with this."

"Can I ask why you haven't told Emily about what you saw?"

"She's got enough on her plate, trying to adapt to this time, and everything that we do."

"I think out of everyone here, she'd probably understand it the best."

"Then why'd I tell you?"

"Beats the hell out of me," Becker tossed back at him, smirking. Matt actually laughed out loud that this, and actually stopped firing.

After a short pause, he spoke. "You're a good friend, mate."

"Yeah, just don't let it get around. The last thing I want is for Connor to hear that." Chuckling, the guys went back to their guns, unaware of the figure watching them banter from the ADD, a sweet, secretive smile on her face.