"What?! What do you mean they're here?" Michael said.

He was standing outside the door talking to their Brotherhood Chief, Chief Kelso. He called to see if they were good for Las Vegas, that they didn't have a case, but something about DeSalvo, a mob boss, came up.

"I don't know how they found out, but DeSalvo found out about Spencer coming to Vegas to see William, so they're going after both of them and William's new family." the Chief answered.

"Wait, why's he going after Matt?"

"Tony Mazara, Matt's manager, owes money to DeSalvo. He thinks if he gets his best performer, his dad, and dad's new family, he'll get the cash he wants."

"So...I'm guessing I'm not gonna be able to pay my apartment rent?"

"Nope. Sorry, Michael."

"Alright...I'll see you dudes later."

Michael hung up the phone and slipped it back into his pocket. He leaned against the door and closed his eyes, then took a deep breath. He stood up and walked back into the room. He found Carson asleep next to Spencer. Spencer looked up when Michael walked in.

Michael saw the bottle of pills on the nightstand. "Another one?"

Spencer nodded, then got up from the bed without waking up Carson. He took the bottle and went to go put it in his bag. "It's getting worse, Michael. She keeps getting them all the time. During the day, during the night...it's madness."

Michael sighed. He was familiar with Carson's schizoeffective disorder. "Is it really that bad?" he asked.

"She's in pain all the time, hardly gets any sleep, and even when she does sleep, she wakes up from nightmares. She has really bad hallucinations during the day, the light hurts her eyes, and her physical symptoms render her paralyzed. Yeah, it's bad."

Michael looked over at Carson's sleeping form. She had curled into a tiny ball and wrapped the blankets around her tightly when Spencer got up, but she still kept on sleeping.

"Bro, I got...bad...no, good...no-wait...well, news. The Chief called and said that DeSalvo found out about you coming to see William. They're coming after both of you and his new family for the money Mazara owes DeSalvo. Not sure if them coming for him is good or bad news." Michael said. "He didn't tell me if they had a planned attack strategy, but they're coming."

"I'm not sure if that is good or bad news either." Spencer said. He sat down on the couch and pulled out his laptop, and the music to Michael Jackson's Moonwalker game began to play. Michael smiled and sat down next to him. "What level are you on?" he asked.

"Level 12, but I need dance power fast if I want to make it to 13, and bro, I want to make it to 13." Spencer said, already tapping on the keys. "I guess I won't be able to meet up with William today. I'll give him a call and tell him I'll meet him tomorrow." Spencer ended the game and picked up his phone while Michael turned on the TV.

Spencer dialed the familiar number and put it on speakerphone. It rang twice, but it wasn't William who picked up. It was a woman. "Hello?" she answered.

"Oh. Uh..." Spencer said, caught off-guard. "Is William Reid there?"

"No, who is this?"

"Matthew Jackson. I'm a business associate of William." Michael shot him a slightly amused and confused look. Spencer waved it off.

"Can I take a message?"

"Yeah, tell him I can't meet him today, but I can probably find him tomorrow."

"Alright, I'll tell him. Bye."

"Bye. Thank you." he said, hanging up the phone.

Michael still looked at him confused. "Well?"

"I think I just talked to his wife." he said, tossing the phone on the coffee table and putting his head in his hands. "Great. We got prices over our heads that I have to deal with."

"Could be worse. Could've seen what the 40-something year old version of you would've looked like on a Monday."

Spencer looked at him then punched him playfully on the arm. Hard.

"Ow!" Michael said, rubbing his arm.

Spencer smiled, but then heard Carson in the next room. "Go deal with her." Michael whispered. Spencer shot from the couch like a bullet into the room where Carson was. She was waking up, but had trouble fully opening her eyes. When she did, she smiled a bit when she saw Spencer.

She sat up and rubbed the sleepiness out of her eyes. "What time is it?"

"6:20."

"Damn, I was asleep for a long time."

Spencer smiled, then pulled Carson's arms to stand up. "Guess who's here."

"Michael!" Carson said happily. She ran into the next room and found Michael there, sitting on the couch watching TV. He looked up when she came in. "Hey, kid!"

Carson ran up to Michael and they hugged each other. Michael pulled Carson onto the couch. "Bro, you gotta eat more. You feel like a bag of flour." he said, poking Carson's stomach.

Spencer came in and sat next to Michael. "What you guys wanna watch?" he asked. Michael and Carson both answered at once, "Rocky." Spencer smiled and turned on the movie. They all sat back and spent the rest of the night watching the entire Rocky series.