Wade's evening out with the Helmsley's had paid off; to a degree. His relationship with Shawn at work had improved, at least during the one shift they'd worked together since their dinner together.
It was Sunday, Wade and Adam were working second shift. Shawn and Hunter were both off, which meant Adam had the last word. It always made him nervous, it was a huge responsibility, but he took it in stride. Adam was in his office, it was very quiet. It usually was on Sunday afternoons, this was his favorite shift of any. He looked up and smiled as Wade entered the room.
"Thought you might like a cuppa. I'm sorry that Ryder and Bella couldn't help you with that missing field report," Wade said as he sat down. He handed Adam a cup of hot coffee, while he sipped his tea.
"Thanks for the coffee, I appreciate it. I'm not worried about it, honestly. Shawn said it happens a lot. He told me what to do and Hunter approved it. So, Shawn said you took them to the pub the other evening. They really enjoyed it," Adam said in a friendly tone. He hadn't seen the shadow that crossed Wade's face when he spoke of the field report.
Barrett's thoughts changed course, "Yes, it was pleasant. I'm sorry I didn't ask you to go too, but I just wanted to get to know them better. I hope you understand," Wade said, brow raised. He'd never even thought to invite Adam and he felt bad.
"Of course I understand. I'm glad you got the chance to spend time with them. Wade, I've wondered about something. You remember the apartment fire? I'm starting a collection for them. I want to buy new toys, clothes and later furniture and other things. Would you like to go shopping with me, on Tuesday?" Adam asked with his brow raised. He hoped Wade would agree.
Wade growled inside, he had no time for charity works. Oh, he'd throw in some money to look good, but people like that just raised the taxes, expected something for nothing. Burdens on society, bah!"Um... Tuesday? Well, alright. Here then, for your collection," Wade said hesitantly as he took his wallet out of his back trouser pocket. He pulled out three one hundred-dollar bills and handed them to Adam.
"Wade! This is very generous of you. Thank you, I really mean that," Adam replied softly. He gently held Wade's hand in his as he took the money. He was truly pleased.
Wade Barrett blushed, for maybe the second or third time in his life as Adam praised him. The blond was so fucking easy to please. "No worries, I'm glad to help. Maybe we could go to dinner after?" the Englishman asked politely. He was trying to improve his over all politeness and bedside manner both with patients and staff.
"That would be nice. I've been craving some of that Shepherd's Pie. Wade? Um... I've been thinking about some things, rather important things. Maybe, we can talk over dinner?" Adam asked as he still held Barrett's hand. His thumb gently caressed the other doctor's flesh.
"Sure. We can talk now, if you'd rather not wait. Is something wrong?" Wade asked in reply. He put his other hand over Adam's.
"No, nothing is wrong. It can wait, work isn't the place. I've just had a few things on my mind. Nothing earth shattering, I promise," Adam half stood, he leaned over and gave Wade a soft peck on the lips. As Adam sat back down, Wade began to speak, he wasn't able to say anything. Both doctors were paged to the trauma room. They immediately jumped to their feet and headed out the door.
When they got to the trauma room, both doctors had never seen an accident like the one waiting for them. The two physicians looked at each other.
A man was lying on the bed, a nail was sticking out of his eyebrow, above his left eye. The oddest thing was there was no blood, and the man was laughing with Natalya, the nurse on duty. Both physicians wondered if the man was high on drugs. No one normal could have a nail in their head and be laughing, could they?
Adam went up to the patient, "So what happened?" he asked in a curious tone. He could tell the man was stone cold sober by the look in his eye.
"This is the thanks I get for trying to catch up on my "honey do" chores. I was fixing the roof, I had the nail gun in my hand. I slipped, pulled the trigger and boom, here I am, " he said with a bit of a laugh. He just happened to be a good-natured patient.
"And it doesn't hurt?" Wade asked as he looked closer at the wound. It looked like the nail was in a few millimeters, less than a quarter-inch, if that far.
"Well, a bit, but why cry about it. The wife is hysterical, so she can carry on for both of us. No, she really is worried. I have to be calm for her. So, what happens now?" he asked in a more worried tone. He was afraid of losing his eye.
"You're going right up to surgery. I won't even attempt to remove it. Surgery is your only option," Adam said honestly. He knew once the nail was removed, the wound would bleed. Without being in surgery, he could bleed to death before anything could be done. It wasn't worth the risk of possibly losing the eye either.
"I concur with Doctor Copeland. Surgery is the only option at this point. They will have you patched up in time for you to finish the roof before the next rainy day," Wade joked with the man. He really was trying to have a better bedside manner.
Adam was impressed with Wade's joke as was the patient, they both laughed. "Good one Doc. I think I'll just hire it done. Okay, surgery then. What about my wife?" the man asked the two doctors.
"We'll go out and speak to her. The the nurse will take her up to the surgical waiting area. She'll be looked after, don't you worry about her," Wade said nicely, again taking Adam by surprise.
"Thank you. Best treatment I've ever had in a hospital," the man said in a more pained voice. It was starting to hurt a bit more now, his adrenaline was fading rapidly.
Wade handled the talk with the patient's wife. He did a really good job, he even took her up to the surgical waiting room. Adam was duly impressed. He also realized, Wade's change must have had something do with his dinner with the Helmsley's. Adam wondered if Shawn said something to Wade about being nicer to the patients? Well, he'd never know, it wasn't his business.
By eleven pm, the shift change was in place. Adam and Wade were in their shared office. They had just finished up with their paper work, and were having a last cup of tea before going home.
"Oh, Doctor Anderson called a couple of hours ago. We've been too busy till now, but Mr. Patrick, the nail? He's fine. It cracked his brow bone, but no damage to his optics. He said he bled like a stuck a stuck pig, but they packed it quickly. That was lucky. He could have put his eye out. I was really impressed, Wade. You did so well with his wife, she was a worried mess. I couldn't have done any better myself," Adam said to the Englishman with a warm smile. He then finished his tea.
"Well I must be honest. Shawn told me I needed to work on my bedside manner. I guess I was always being a bit too... British. If I've ever offended you during work, I'm sorry. He said I should follow your example. Maybe at dinner on Tuesday, you could tell me how to deal with the more difficult patients?" Wade asked with real sincerity in his voice. Maybe this would be another step to winning Adam's heart. They could work out the England part, he was sure of it.
"I'll be glad to, although there are just some patients you just can't deal with, not even Shawn. He's the best example. Oh, I promised to tell you these things; I'm having breakfast with Captain Hart tomorrow," Adam said softly. He'd debated telling Wade, but he'd promised, so he kept his word.
"Thanks for being honest about it. I hope you have a nice time. Good friends are to be treasured. I can't imagine anyone being too difficult for Shawn to handle. If I follow advice from both of you, I can't go wrong," Wade said with a closed mouth yawn. Being friendly was tiring work.
"Bret is a good friend, thanks. Oh, that woman was just horrible, the one even Shawn couldn't deal with. Do you know she threatened to sue the hospital because her nail polish got chipped. Treated Shawn like shit on a shoe. He just smiled and went on. Ever notice that whiter panel of sheet rock in Hunter's office? A replacement, after Shawn put his fist through the wall. I had never seen him that angry before or after that. Well, I'm ready to go. Shopping; Tuesday at ten. Meet me at the mall on Boulder? Three blocks over from here. At the toy store?" Adam finished talking. He'd packed his briefcase and neatened his desk ready for two-days off.
"Shawn Helmsley put his fist through the wall? Remind me not to piss him off! Toy store, mall on Boulder, ten Tuesday morning, bring a full wallet," Wade teased as he too gathered his brief case.
Adam laughed, this new Doctor Barrett is going to take a while to get used to. But, I like him; a lot," he gave Wade a flirty wink as they left the office.
When they got outside, Wade put his arm around Adam's waist and walked the pretty blond to his car. Adam's mind wandered, how was he ever supposed to make a choice between Wade and Bret. Especially with the recent changed in Barrett's personality.
When they got to Adam's car, the blond doctor leaned his back against the door. Wade leaned into Adam's space, he pressed his lips to Adam's. As they kissed, Adam felt confined and trapped by Wade. When Bret had done the same, he'd felt so safe and right. He turned his thoughts back to the kiss. It was pleasant, but no fireworks went off.
They ended the kiss and parted ways. During the drive home, Adam tried not to think of Wade and Bret. He liked them both. Both had reasons for, and reasons against. As he pulled into the driveway, he had about decided to say no to both of them and got back to being in a relationship with his work only. Maybe he would go back and get his Surgical Degree. It was his long-term plan anyway.
Bret Hart was busy in the kitchen. He'd brewed a pot of costly coffee he kept in the freezer for special occasions. He'd also made blueberry muffins and fried sausage. He had the things chopped and ready for ham and cheese omelets, it was all waiting for Adam's arrival.
Captain Hart smiled when the door bell rang. He went to the door like he was floating on air. "Hi, Sugar. Come on in," Bret said with a welcoming smile. He stepped aside to let Adam into the house.
"Hi, Bear. Something smells great. I'm starving," Adam's smile was electric as he walked into Bret's house. He followed the firefighter into the sunny, airy kitchen.
"Going to make omelets now that you're here. Help yourself to coffee and muffins. Table is all ready," Bret said as he held out a chair at the kitchen table for Adam.
"Wonderful. You could have me easily spoiled. This is delicious," Adam said in a dreamy tone as he took a sip of coffee.
"It's special Jamaican Blue. It's only for special people. I can't afford it. The beans and grinder were a gift from the guys," Bret explained as he began to cook the omelets.
Soon they were sitting together, enjoying their breakfast. Adam told the story of the "nail man" without being too gory and Bret caught Adam up with his work. For the firehouse, it had been rather quiet since the apartment fire.
"Speaking of the apartment fire..." Adam went on to tell Bret about the fund and shopping trip. "... So tomorrow at the toy store in the mall on Boulder, at ten. Will you come too?" Adam asked the Captain.
"Too? Are others going to be there?" Bret asked, his brow raised. He then stood and went over to a basket on the kitchen counter, where he kept his wallet, keys and other small items. Bret opened his wallet and pulled out all the ready cash he had, as Adam answered, "Wade and maybe Shawn. I haven't asked him yet though. You don't mind do you?"
Bret had sat back down, "Here, I'll get more later. No, I don't mind. He's a nice enough guy. Would be great to see Shawn though." He handed Adam a wad of cash.
"Bret, this is five hundred dollars! You are generous. You don't need to give more. Thank you, so much," Adam gave Bret a resounding peck on the lips. Electric sparks went down his spine, even with just a quick, simple peck. Bret felt the same spark in his body. He had to admit, Adam was starting to really mean something to him, and it was more than friendship.
"Don't worry about it. If I want to spend more, I will. There is also a warehouse that the Department has. Guys bring in furniture, stoves, refrigerators and other things. When the time comes, the residents can come down and get things," Bret explained to the physician as they finished their breakfast.
"Oh, I think you told me that before, about the warehouse. It's a wonderful thing to do for people. Just a shame their pictures and papers can't be replaced. It must be awful really. I think that's the worst way to lose everything," Adam said in a bit of a sad tone.
"It is, trust me. Fires destroy; everything..." Bret sighed deeply and bit back the tears, then continued. ""No, I'm sorry. Today is not the day for that. Now, help me clean up? Then we can relax on the deck," Bret's tone was more upbeat as he started to clear the table.
Adam nodded and jumped up to help Bret. Together they cleaned up the kitchen. Bret brewed another pot of coffee, this time the regular ordinary kind. When it was done he poured it into a thermos. Adam grabbed two clean mugs and followed Bret outside. The two men sat side by side on comfortable, cushioned, redwood lounge chairs. A small, low matching redwood table between them, served as a coffee table. The day was warm and sunny. The mountains were clearly visible on the western horizon. It was beautiful.
"This is really nice. Worth buying the house for alone. I love being able to see the mountains," Adam said with soft contented sigh. He felt so at home, it was peaceful.
"One of the deciding factors of buying the house, you know, I told you how Davy loved them; the mountains. Sorry, I don't mean to keep bringing him up. I can't help it, today would have been his birthday. You understand?" Bret looked at Adam, his smile was soft and warm. Maybe he wasn't as ready to move on as much as he'd thought he'd been. Bret looked at the mountains, "I only promised to try."
Adam reached over and patted Bret's shoulder gently, "of course I understand. Tell me about him. I know about his love for kids and the mountains, but tell me more, if you want too; for his birthday?" his words were honest and sincere. If he was going to share Bret's heart, even in friendship, he wanted to know who he was sharing it with.
Bret looked over at Adam. He could see the sincerity in his hazel eyes, "Thank you, Adam. I would love to tell you more about Davy. That means a lot to me..." Bret took Adam's hand in his and began to tell Adam about David Smith-Hart.
"... and he wanted to travel Europe by bike and tent when we retired. We even have a special account for the trip at the bank. Now, I'll just use it for the children's camp as they need things," Bret finished his talk about his lost husband. It had helped him, he felt much better and was thankful to Adam.
"He sounds like he was a loving soul. I wish I could have known him. Listen, I'll be glad to help anyway I can with the camp. It would be an honor," Adam didn't know what else to say. He squeezed Bret's hand in quiet support.
"He was. Thanks for letting me talk about Davy, I feel a lot better. I think the two of you could have been good friends. Adam, I..." Bret wanted to speak, he just didn't know what or how to. It was like all logic had fled from his brain. Adam looked at Bret, he too wanted to talk, but he didn't know how. Oh where was Shawn when they needed him? Sometimes his advice was desperately needed.
Bret got up and went to Adam's chaise lounge. Adam moved his long, legs so the firefighter could sit. Hart smiled, as he sat he took Adam's hands in his. He took a deep breath.
"There isn't any point in denying it. I... I am starting to have feelings for you that more than just friendship. Funny, I should be saying this today. You know a few years ago, Davy and I had a talk. We promised each other that if something happened, that we would try to find love and happiness again. Maybe he's kicking me in the ass today. So, um I was wondering, what do you think?" Bret's words were full of hesitant stops and nervous breaths. But, he'd said it and it meant it. He waited with bated breath for Adam to reply.
Adam looked intently into Bret's brown eyes, he felt the warmth of the firefighter's strong hands holding his. He felt things, it wasn't love or was it? He only knew it felt; comfortable. "I think, when I'm with you, I feel safe, comfortable and right. Is that... love? Or just a deep, close friendship? I do know one thing for sure, I like being with you; however, I also..." he took a deep breath, he had to say it. Honesty had to rule in any kind of relationship.
Adam continued, "Like Wade. He's changed and I like the changes and being doctors, we have a lot in common. I don't know what to say. Bret, I like you, very, very much. I do feel things with you that I don't feel with him and stronger things. I'm torn and confused. Maybe I should just stick to my plan, concentrate on work and forget even trying to have a man in my life. It would be easier," Adam said with a deep sigh.
Bret reached up and tucked a stray strand of golden silk behind Adam's ear with a soft smile, "Don't do that, Sugar. You're too special to be alone. You need someone to take care of you, and for you to take care of. You have so much love to give. Who ever wins your heart will be a lucky man indeed..." he paused. It wasn't the response he'd hoped for, but he would accept it and be there for Adam, no matter what.
He continued as he held tightly to Adam's hands, "I can understand that, to have someone with common work interest , at least it worked for us. Listen, I'm your friend; no matter what. I'm not going to pull your heart into a tug of war. I'd like to... see you as more than a friend, to see where it goes, but it's your choice. I won't push and I won't disappear," his tone was honest and sincere.
Adam smiled, "thanks for that. I was starting to feel like the wishbone on Thanksgiving. I'll just see what happens. It's nice to know you'll be my friend, no matter what. That means more to me than anything, honest. I don't know about having love to give. If I did, Randy and Chris..." his words trailed off, as he looked towards the mountains.
"I'm sorry you feel that way. Look, how about dinner tomorrow night? Just as friends, after the shopping?" Bret asked his brow raised. He wanted to make it up to Adam, somehow. Adam was lost in thought. He forgot about his date with Wade for Tuesday after the shopping. He agreed to Bret's invitation. He figured he needed to sped time with both Wade and Bret so he could work his feelings out.
The physician and firefighter visited for a couple more hours. They just made general conversation. Adam told Bret about adventures with his brother as children. Bret countered with stories of himself and Owen. They had a good time. Just before one, Adam left with a kiss from Bret, it was as wonderful as the others.
When he got home, Adam went over to the main house. Shawn and Hunter invited him to lunch. Adam asked Shawn to join in on the shopping trip. The nurse was happy to agree when Adam left, he had another five hundred dollars for his fund from Hunter.
Adam busied himself the rest of the day by cleaning his apartment and using the Helmsley's laundry room. He enjoyed days like this. He even found time in the afternoon to paint, he was enjoying it again.
Adam was also happy about his brother returning. Jason had been gone on a tour with The Lionhearts. Jason was returning on the band bus, while Chris and a few of the others were flying in on a private jet. It was a perk from the record label that was wanting to sign the band to a major recording contract. Jason was excited, it was his firs big deal. He also told Adam he had some other news, but it would have to wait until they spoke in person. Adam couldn't wait, Jay sounded so happy.
When Adam went to bed that night, he wiped all thoughts of Bret and Wade from his mind. He was to busy making a mental list of the things he wanted to buy tomorrow.
Adam was following Shawn to the mall. They decided to take separate cars as there was a possibility Shawn might have to go to work later. Two more of his nurses had come down with the flu.
His hair was pulled into a neat pony tail and Adam had worn a royal blue button down with jeans and a sport coat. He looked handsome. He smiled as they parked. Bret's departmental SUV was there as was Wade's car. Wade and Bret were sitting on a bench in front of the big chain toy store. They were being cordial to each other. Bret knew Adam wanted them to at least be friendly. They both smiled as they saw Shawn and Adam walking towards them.
Bret and Shawn hugged, then Adam hugged both Bret and Wade. Both men also kissed the beautiful blond. Shawn watched with interest. He could see that both Wade and Bret were sincere and Adam was confused. He needed to do something.
"Okay boys. Let's go shopping. Wade, you push the cart, Bret you do the sorting and we'll do the shopping. Let's get started," Shawn said with a grin and a grateful look from Adam. The foursome entered the huge toy store.
"Adam, I know you want to buy the train set, but it's too big. We don't know how much room he'll have in the new apartment. Better to stick to smaller things. How about these cars?" Shawn said in a practical tone as he steered Adam towards the smaller cars.
"Owen and I loved these things. We built roads and mountain tunnels in the sand box!" Bret said in a nostalgic tone as he put a few cars in the cart.
Wade's lip curled a bit, "Sounds dirty. How about something like this?" Wade held up a small container of Lincoln Logs.
"Those are great too. I never knew kids still played with those. Jason liked leggos, but I adored Lincoln Logs, excellent choice, Wade," Adam smiled as he handed the container to Bret.
This time Bret's lip curled as he watched Adam praising the Englishman. The game was on he wasn't going to be out done. They picked out a few more toys. Bret scoring points, then Wade. While Adam may not have noticed, Shawn did. He hoped it didn't come to blows before the day was over.
"What next? How about some books? Wade would you be so kind as to take these bags to Adam's car?" Shawn suggested to the others.
"Books, great idea. Here Wade, the keys. The bookstore is around the corner on the left. Meet you there," Adam said over his shoulder as he walked off with Shawn and Bret. The Englishman growled but did as he was asked.
Wade found the three men in the children's section of the books store. They were laughing over some books.
"Cars locked, here. Oh I loved these as a child, my mum read them to me. Mister Toad is wonderful!" Wade said warmly as he handed Adam his keys, the picked up a copy of "Wind in the Willows".
"My mom read it to Owen and I too. Great choice Doc. You do have taste," Bret said to the doctor as he took the book from Wade and thumbed through it.
"Well, seems like you two finally have something in common, good books. Now how about Doctor Seuss?" Shawn said with a laugh. Adam was being pulled between the two men. He had to laugh or else he'd hit the both of them.
Adam looked between the two men. Suddenly a sick feeling hit him, he excused himself and went to the restroom. Shawn followed, after telling Bret and Wade to go the coffee bar in the bookstore. When Shawn got to the bathroom, Adam was splashing cold water on his face. He still looked a bit pale. He was worried.
"Honey, are you alright? I know they have been pulling at you, but I didn't think it was that bad," Shawn spoke in a worried tone as he wiped Adam's face with a wet paper towel.
Adam looked at Shawn, "I just remembered the other day Wade asked me to dinner tonight and I said yes. The yesterday, Bret asked me to dinner tonight, and without thinking I said yes. So now what do I do?" Adam looked at Shawn like a lost child.
"Right now, who do you want to have dinner with?" Shawn asked point-blank. He didn't want Adam to think, just answer.
"Honestly? I don't know, I like them both. I fell different things for each of them. Well, I'd better go talk to them, figure this out. Maybe the problem will resolve it's self," Adam said with a sigh.
"Adam. I'm sorry if you're being pulled. I feel a bit responsible. I have to be honest, I'd like to see you with Bret, but even I have to admit, Wade is trying to do better. Maybe, I was wrong about him, maybe," Shawn's tone was apologetic. He still didn't trust the Brit, but since their talk at the pub, Wade had been better.
"Not your fault, Shawn. It's me; I'm terrible at relationships. I know, I do like them both. Bret is your friend, you want him happy. I can't blame you for that. Wade has good points too, we have a lot in common work wise. He is doing better. Wade is funny! Okay, I have to go face the jury," Adam said as he gave Shawn a hug. He wanted the nurse to know he didn't blame him.
They left the restroom. Shawn and Adam went to the bookstore coffee bar. They found the two men sitting silently at a booth in the corner. They sat opposite each other. Shawn slyly slid in next to Wade, giving Adam the seat next to Bret. Barrett wasn't happy about that, but he kept his mouth shut.
They gave their order to the waitress, as they waited the four made small talk about the shopping trip and where they wanted to go next. Their coffee order arrived, they all took a first sip. Then Adam cleared his throat.
"Bret, Wade; I have something to tell you. First of all, I'm sorry about this but I made a stupid mistake. Bret when I accepted your invitation to dinner tonight, I'd completely forgotten Wade had already asked me. I was so; lost in thought. I'm really sorry," Adam toyed with a paper napkin as he stared down at his fingers. He felt dumb, stupid and awkward.
Bret started to speak, "It's okay. I..." he was interrupted by the raven-haired doctor.
"Never mind. You can have dinner with him, another time, maybe..." Wade was stopped by Bret.
"Maybe? You don't own him. If he wants to have dinner with me, he doesn't need your permission," Bret said with a bear like growl. Wade had been on his nerves all day, but he wasn't about to see Adam treated like property!
"I never said he had to have permission! You didn't let me finish Captain Hart. What do you have in common with him anyway, and you have to be twenty years older!" Wade's tone was full of disdain. The fireman had been on his dick all day and he was annoyed.
"Yes you did. We have a lot in common. I'm seventeen years older, so the fuck what? I do more work in an hour than you do in a week!" Hart sniped back. He was getting angry, and it took a lot for Bret to get angry.
"Guys, stop it! I like you both, for different reasons. Age doesn't matter, Wade. Bret, he works hard, I'm surprised at you. Look, I'm sorry. This is all my fault, I didn't mean to be so stupid and make dates for the same night with both of you. I'm... sorry..." Adam was near tears. He got up and hurried back to the restroom.
Shawn was furious, "That was... Bret, I'm surprised at you. Wade just stop being so pompous. He cares for you both, don't do this to him. He is confident as a doctor, but he's so unsure when it comes to relationships. He needs someone who loves him and cares about him, not two bulls trying to cock block each other. Now grow up, both of you. Think of Adam," Shawn said with a mother bears fierceness. He left to go check on his "cub". Shawn found Adam in the last stall, he was sitting on the toilet, crying.
He knew it was Shawn standing there. "Well, I fucked up. I was going to suggest we all go to dinner together, to get to know... oh Shawn," Adam put his head in his hands and sobbed. His words came out in hiccups and stutters.
"I'm furious with them both and watch your language. That's a good idea or was. I don't think now is a good time. Pull yourself together and lets finish shopping. Think of the people you are helping. Those two bulls will just have to work it out," Shawn said firmly. He didn't want Adam pulled anymore. He'd keep a close eye on things. He wanted Adam to focus on the good they were doing.
When Adam got back to the table, both Wade and Bret looked sheepish. They did feel bad about what had happened.
"I'm sorry Adam. I didn't mean to make it sound like I owned you. Forgive me?" Wade asked in a contrite tone. He hoped Adam would go with him later. He wanted Adam happy.
"Adam, I acted the fool. You're a good friend, and I don't to lose that. You're happiness is all that matters to me. You're too special and you deserve better. I like you, a lot, but it's your choice and I'll be there for you, always, no matter what," Bret's words were honest, sincere and full of feeling. His eyes matched his tone. He truly cared, deeply.
Adam looked at Wade, then Bret. He thought of everything, how he felt with both of them. He thought about the difference in their kisses and how they made him feel as well. He made up his mind by doing as Shawn said, he listened with his heart. He knew who he wanted in his life, he just hoped the other would understand.
"I've made up my mind. I have deeper feelings for one of you, and I hope my decision is accepted. I've chosen..." Adam was interrupted by a stunned Shawn. The nurse's face was pale.
As he'd followed Adam from the restroom, his cell phone had gone off. "Adam, that was Jason. He's at the hospital. The plane carrying Chris and some of the others, crashed on landing. It's... Chris, he's calling for you. It's not... good."