"What's this all about?" Dolph asked as he looked around the room. All of the cooks and servants were gathered in the large meeting room.

"Probably has something to do with the general." Heath answered.

"What happened with the general?" Dolph asked.

"Rumor has it that he got sick at breakfast. One of the cooks probably used some bad food or something. They're probably going to tell us to be more careful and stuff."

The doors to the meeting room opened and the king entered, followed by Wade and some security agents.

"Evening everyone." Hunter said as he stood at the head of the table. "It has come to my attention that we have some…traitors among these ranks." Hunter said and everyone gasped and looked around.

"Two things have happen in the palace in the last twenty-four hours that all point back to you…the people in this room." Hunter gave all of them a stern look. "General Hart became ill when he drank juice that was laced with poison." Everyone in the room gasped and started talking but Hunter held up his hands and they stopped. "And my queen's food and drinks were laced with contraceptives."

Hunter slammed his fist on the table and everyone jumped, including the agents. "I will not tolerate this!" Hunter yelled. "I will not tolerate traitors and scum in my ranks! All of you are under investigation, you will not be allowed to cook or serve anyone until the investigation is complete!" Hunter was so mad that his face was turning a shade of red. "I would just like to remind you that these crimes are a form of treason and treason is a crime punishable by death." Hunter took a deep breath. "But if you come forward now, I am willing to show you mercy." Hunter looked up, he was giving a chance for someone to right their wrong. He scoffed when no one said a word.

"Fine then, the investigation will continue as planned." Hunter said. "If you are too embarrassed to tell your faults in front of your piers then you know where to fine me." Hunter walked towards the door. "You have until the end of this week." Hunter walked out of the room.

"Wow, that was intense." Heath commented. "Who do you think is doing all of this?"

"I have no idea." Dolph said and looked around at all the people wondering the same thing that he was. Dolph bit his lip.

"What?"

"Huh?"

"What are you thinking about? You always bite your lip with you think." Heath answered. He knew his best friend too well.

"I'm just pondering over a memory…that's all."

Hunter walked into the kitchen and saw Brian putting food on to three trays. Hunter walked up from behind his husband and wrapped his arms around his waist, trying to calm himself down. Brian leaned into the embrace as he placed the last dish on one of the trays. Hunter let out a sigh.

"So…how did it go?" Brian asked and Hunter just gave out an angry grunt. "Not well, I guess." Brian turned around and looked at Hunter. "Don't let it get to you too much."

"How can I not?" Hunter asked. "We have traitors in the palace, in our home."

"I know." Brian turned back around and grabbed a tray. "That's why you have to stay strong and keep a level head so we can find these people or person. Now, grabbed that tray of food. We're going to the hospital wing to feed Shawn."

Hunter grabbed the tray and followed Brian out of the kitchen. "Do you really think he's going to want to eat?" Hunter asked.

"No but." Brian sighed. "I know Bret wouldn't want Shawn to look like a skeleton so I'm going to make him eat…even if you have to hold him down an I have to stuff the food into his mouth." Brian declared.

Shawn lifted his head when he heard the door to Bret's hospital room open. He looked up and saw Brian.

"Hey." Brian came in and walked over to Shawn. "Has anything changed?"

"No." Shawn said I a pitiful voice. "He's still the same." Shawn looked up at Brian. "What happen with you?"

Brian chuckled. "Come out here and eat with Hunter and I an I'll tell you everything."

"Not hungry."

"No." Brian grabbed Shawn's hands and pulled him to his feet. "You're going to eat. I don't want Bret to be angry with me when he wakes up and sees your just a skeleton." Shawn smiled and shook his head.

"Fine."

Brian grabbed Shawn and led him outside of Bret's room and to the waiting where Hunter was sitting.

"Hey." Hunter said.

"Hey." Shawn said as Brian settled Shawn in the middle of himself and Hunter. Brian started piling Shawn's food on a plate and then gave it to him before fixing his own plate. Brian looked at Shawn and gave him a serious face.

"You're not going back in that room until you finish your plate, young man." Brian said, causing Shawn to laugh along with Brian. Hunter smiled too. He was glad that Brian was breaking Shawn out of his depressive state.

"So what happen with your appointment?" Shawn asked as he ate.

"Some one was lacing my food with birth control." Brian explained in a causal way. Shawn looked at him, eyes widen.

"First Bret, well me, now you." Shawn says and Hunter grunts.

"Everyone that works in the kitchen and the servants are under investigation." Hunter answered.

"That's good." Shawn said. "I just hope whoever is doing this gets caught." He didn't want anyone else to get hurt.

"Don't worry. They'll get sniffed out."

"Has Bret awoken?" Sunny asked the man over the phone.

"No." He answered. "They don't know if he will."

Sunny sighed. "Isn't there an antidote for that poison?"

"That I don't know. You should probably call the maker."

"Right. I'll call him and see. If there is, you're going to need to sneak it in and give him the antidote."

"I don't know how I'm going to do that." The man said. "Shawn's in his room all day, everyday."

Sunny growled. "The bitch has to leave the room sometime, jut catch him when he's gone and give it to Bret." Sunny growled some more. "I don't care what you have to do, just make sure he doesn't die." Sunny said and hung up and dialed another number. She needed an antidote.

Bret looked at all of the kids and then back up at the light. He really was having a lot of fun with these kids but he really wanted to know what that light was coming from. Bret looked back at the kids, maybe they knew what that light was from.

"What's wrong?" The little girl in his lap asked. She could tell he wasn't paying attention.

Bret pointed at the light. "Do you know what's from?"

"Um." The little girl said nervously.

"It's just a light bulb." The middle child answers as he tucks a loose strand of hair behind his ear.

"Yeah, a light bulb." The oldest boy says and gives a nervous laugh. "It's one of those swirly looking ones…fluorescent light bulb, yeah that's what they're called." He laughs again.

"Yep." The little blonde girl says and rolls her dice.

Bret looked at them, his eye brow cocked in disbelief. Why did he feel like these cute kids were lying to him? "A bulb that bright?"

"It has a lot of watts." The middle child answers and the other children agree. Bret decided he would play along for a little while longer, then he would final figure out what that damn light was.

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