EJ knocked on the door not waiting for a reply before opening it. "Here," he told Neil gruffly before tossing a gun on the bed.

"Jesus," Neil yelled scrambling away from the gun. "You shouldn't be throwing that thing around."

EJ shrugged, "Well if it went off it would have shot you so that's no real loss to me." Picking up the gun and placing it in Neil's hand EJ said, "Safety. Point. Shoot. Got it?"

"I don't think that's a very thorough lesson," Neil said holding the gun uncomfortably. "I don't even think this is necessary." 'Oh god how the hell did I ever get involved in this? Oh yeah, I wanted in Will's pants,' Neil looked over his shoulder at the wall separating Neil from Will and sighed. 'Yeah a wall along with Sonny and Paul.'

"I hope it won't be but I'm not taking any chances," EJ informed Neil before turning his head to see what Neil was looking at. 'Serves him right.' "By the way," EJ stated, "I don't want anything happening next door. Bang on the walls, knock on the door, I don't care what but ensure that they have no time for that." EJ shivered slightly at the thought of Paul or Sonny touching William.

Face blank, Neil rolled his eyes, "You want me to stay up all night to make sure Will doesn't have sex?"

"Exactly," EJ nodded. Walking towards the door EJ said over his shoulder, "Something tells me you'll have no problem stopping that from occurring."

'Great,' Neil snorted to himself, putting the gun gently on the side table before throwing himself on the bed face fist.

Will walked out of his bathroom in a pair of pajamas and a muscle shirt. His face was scrubbed clean and his teeth brushed. He was still a bit amazed that EJ was allowing Sonny and Paul to stay with him. 'Well it's not like I'm in the mood for sex right now anyway,' Will frowned recalling the creepy scrapbook he received about an hour ago. Uneasily Will walked over to the window and made sure it was locked and the blinds were pulled down.

Paul, leaning against the desk, observed Will sadly. 'I hate seeing him look like that. I wish I knew who the hell was doing this to him.'

Sonny cleared his throat, suddenly remembering, "I'm really happy to be here for you babe but what exactly are we going to sleep in?" Gesturing between Paul and himself Sonny smiled at Will lightly.

Turning away from the window, "Well," Will said a bit sheepishly, face squishing together, "I kind of have something you could wear." Grabbing Paul's shirt and Sonny's shorts from the laundry hamper Will held them out with a small smile. "Um, yeah."

"I was wondering where that went," Paul chuckled shaking his head. 'He wore this even when he wasn't sure he could trust me,' Paul thought brightly.

Sonny took his shorts, trying desperately not to imagine Will in them, "I guess this is pretty convenient."

"I don't think I have any more toothbrushes or anything but there's floss and mouthwash in there," Will told them, cheeks pink, feeling bashful. 'They weren't supposed to know I missed them that much.'

Paul, nodding his head at Sonny indicating he could go first, stepped closer to Will, grabbing his hand and leading him to sit down on the bed, "So, do you want to talk about what happened?" 'I can be the supportive one for once. I can definitely do this.'

Will moved closer to Paul, burrowing under his arm, wanting to feel the protective warmth he always emitted, "I just, I don't know. I feel like I can still feel someone watching me. When I was in the bathroom I was convinced I was going to lift my head up and see someone staring at me through the reflection in the mirror."

"What do you remember about that guy," Paul questioned, holding Will against him.

"He had dark eyes," Will recalled, "They were just looking at me you know? Like I was a problem he needed to solve."

"Anything else," Paul encouraged, 'Maybe there's something there that could help us find out who it is.'

"He had dark hair, it was kind of long. He was pretty scrawny and a bit shorter than me I think," Will tried to focus but that was all he could remember. "What I don't understand is why he wouldn't want me near you."

"I think I can guess the answer to that," Sonny said while walking back into the room, in his sleep shorts and an undershirt. Sitting down on the other side of Will Sonny placed his hand on Will's knee and explained, "From what he wrote on the pictures and how he spoke to you I think maybe he's some sort of crazed fan."

"Fan," Paul repeated, something jogging his memory, "Oh crap." Looking between Will and Sonny Paul continued, "Yesterday in the park I ran into someone who recognized me. I thought they were going to give me crap about the article but they said they were a fan." Closing his eyes tightly Paul cursed, "Fuck, they saw Will's picture on my phone. The one from yesterday."

"Oh," Will said simply. "But if they're a fan of yours why would they only care about me? Wouldn't they be after Sonny too?"

Sonny shrugged, "Everyone already knew I was with Paul. But I have no idea."

Paul held Will firmly, "I don't know either." 'I don't want to know. Hurting one of them is bad enough I don't know if I could handle if it happened to both of them.'

"I guess we'll find out eventually," Will said quietly. Scratching the back of his neck Will asked, "Do you think I should get a new phone?"

"Definitely," Sonny confirmed. "I don't know how they got your number or whose phone they got the picture from but I think it's best if you do." 'I don't want them contacting you ever again.'

Will said nothing, turning so his legs were spread out over Sonny's lap, his head on Paul's chest, wanting to be close to them, smothered by their very being.

Paul ran his fingers through Will's hair, still astonished he was really here, that Will and Sonny wanted him here. "You OK?"

Will shook his head, turning his face so it was pressed into Paul's shirt, clinging to him. "Just want you to hold me. Both of you. Just want you," Will tried to explain but wasn't sure if he was making any sense.

Sonny put his hands on Will's ankles and reached under his pants to rub his hands up and down his calves in what he hoped was a reassuring manner. 'I just want him to feel better. It's been one thing after another for him. He deserves a break. We deserve a break.'

Paul, swallowing, asked Will, "What do you want us to do?"

"Hold me and don't let go," Will whispered curling into a ball.

"Hey," Sonny said tenderly, "Why don't we let Paul go change and we can get under the covers OK?" 'And I can see if I can get you to open up without Paul freaking out about anything.'

Will shook his head, not letting Paul go, "No, don't want to let go."

"It's just for a few minutes," Sonny reassured, moving onto his knees and sliding his arms around Will's waist, pulling him gently away from Paul. Sighing when Will collapsed into him, resting all of his weight on him, Sonny maneuvered them under the covers while Paul snuck off to the bathroom. "Now look at me," Sonny requested, smiling when he saw Will's brilliant blue eyes. "Tell me what you really want."

"I want you to do that thing where you tell me what to do," Will expressed, "But I'm scared."

"Why are you scared babe," Sonny asked reaching his hands out to hold Will's face, stroking his cheeks.

"What if it's different," Will explained slowly, "What if it doesn't feel the same now?"

"Because of what Paul did," Sonny clarified, blinking rapidly. "If you aren't ready then we won't do anything like that. You know that."

"But I need it," Will whined, "I need it and I don't know if I can have it and I don't know if I can." Starting to panic again Will rambled, "That's why I need it. I need you to decide for me. To tell me if I'm ready or not. That's why I need you."

"Hey, hey, relax," Sonny demanded gently, "Take a deep breath." 'OK, he wants us to reassure him but he's not sure he's ready. So, we keep it clean. Nothing sexual.' Seeing Will holding his breath Sonny couldn't help but chuckle, "Exhale Will." Smiling, leaning forward to kiss Will lightly, Sonny ordered, "Now close your eyes."

'Yes, this is good. I want this,' Will thought to himself, immediately following Sonny's instructions.

Sonny looked over Will's shoulder to see Paul coming back into the room in the shirt Will had and his boxers. Trying to communicate nonverbally Sonny sighed when he saw Paul nod his head. "Stay relaxed," Sonny commanded.

Paul, lay down on the bed, not wanting to startle Will, not wanting to ruin any progress he made. Cautiously placing his hand on Will's waist Paul moved in closer when he noticed Will didn't move at all. Pressing the entirety of his body against Will's back Paul relaxed himself when he felt Will lean against him, entire body going limp.

"Good boy," Sonny encouraged, still stroking Will's face, Sonny began talking, "You've always been so good for us. So strong and smart. You made the right decision tonight after you saw that video. You knew you needed us and you weren't afraid to get us."

"I just wanted you," Will breathed, "Just both of you."

"I know you did," Sonny agreed. "Because you're still ours aren't you? Even after we hurt you you knew we still belonged together."

"Yes," Will stated, "I didn't know for a while but now I do. I know that all I need is my Sonny and my Paul."

"And we are yours," Sonny explained, smiling at Paul over Will's shoulder, "Just yours." Kissing Will's forehead Sonny told Will, "Which is why today we officially broke off our engagement."

"What," Will questioned opening his eyes in disbelief. "But why would-"

"Shh," Sonny hushed Will, lifting his thumbs to Will's eyes, encouraging him to close them again. "Because we knew it wasn't real. It hasn't been real for a long time now. The only thing we want is you Will Horton. How could we be bonded to each other in a way we could never have with you too? It's the three of us together."

Shaking a bit, Will bit his lip harshly, "You did that for me?"

"Of course," Paul whispered, afraid to say anything. Afraid he wasn't allowed to participate. That he hadn't earned that right yet.

"We should have done it before," Sonny said with a laugh, "It would have saved us a lot of heartache. But now it's done and I couldn't be happier."

"You're happy you aren't getting married," Will asked, eyebrows raised, face scrunched in confusion.

Smoothing out Will's face Sonny continued, "Yes. Because it's proof of how serious we are about you Will. I could never want something like that with just Paul. Paul could never want that with just me. Does it make you happy?"

"Yes," Will stated firmly, feeling like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. 'They do feel the same way about me as I feel about them. Sonny's right; it is proof that I'm not just a phase.'

"I knew it would," Sonny said smugly. "I knew it was something you were afraid of but now you don't have to be. We told you before that we were going to take care of you and we will. You just have to learn to trust us again. Just like we have to earn that trust back."

"Now, tell me what else is bothering you," Sonny demanded sternly. "What else is making you afraid?"

"That I am what everyone thinks," Will confessed voice cracking. "That I'm just what the pictures said."

"You are not a slut," Sonny insisted angrily. "You absolutely are not."

"But I want both of you," Will cried out, "I wanted you both when we were just friends. I'm not even sure I can be with only one of you."

"We both want you too Will," Sonny said calmly, "Does that make us sluts?"

"No," Will shook his head frantically. "But it's different. You didn't react the way I did during our trip. You kept telling me I had to stop. I wanted you both so badly that I didn't care if I was sore. I wanted you so much. How does that not make me a slut?"

"Will," Sonny started, hold on Will's face getting firmer, wanting Will to really listen. "Just because someone likes sex does not make them a slut or any other bad thing. It doesn't matter if you sleep with one person or two or a hundred. If you and the person or people you are with understand what everyone wants and expects than it's absolutely fine. Do you understand?"

"But you told me I had to stop," Will added, "You made me feel bad. That I was doing something wrong. And then the article and the pictures and this thing tonight, it was like hearing you all over again. I don't mean to want you so much but I do. Even though Paul hurt me and you hurt me I still want you so much."

'I didn't even realize,' Sonny thought feeling awful for making Will feel bad for wanting sex so much on their trip. "Will I promise I never wanted to make you feel wrong. I was just concerned that you were going to hurt yourself. I didn't want you to tear your insides or weaken any of your muscles down there."

"But I just wanted it," Will replied, lips pouting, eyes still closed. "And now I'm afraid I'm never going to have it again."

Paul, wincing at that, squeezed Will's hip tightly, "It's going to happen again. Someday, we'll be together the way we all want. When you're certain and have no more fears or doubts. We'll all be together."

Nodding feebly Will added, "And you won't leave me if I'm not ready for a while?"

"Never," Sonny said passionately. "Will, it doesn't matter if we have to wait a day, a year, forever, we're going to be here with you."

Sniffling a bit Will said, "So you don't just want me for sex? You want to be with me even without sex?"

Resting his forehead against Will's Sonny sighed, "We are not just about sex. We're more than that. We were friends before anything else remember?"

"I remember," Will admitted. "I just forget sometimes that I'm worth more than that."

Kissing the top of Will's head Paul rested his cheek on top of it, "We're just going to have to remind you more often how much you mean to us."

"Because you're worth everything to us Will," Sonny settled leaving no room for Will to disagree.

"I feel the same," Will retorted, "But about you. I mean that you mean everything to me. Both of you. After I saw that picture, when we found out the truth, all I could think about was that I still wanted you."

"See," Sonny teased sweetly, "I told you you were our good boy."

Will, opening his eyes and blinking away the spots, smiled at Sonny confidently. 'I feel so much better now.' Leaning forward Will pressed his lips to Sonny's firmly, opening his mouth and moaning.

Sonny, surprised by the fervor in which Will kissed him had little trouble kissing him back. Lifting one hand away from Will's cheek Sonny touched Paul's face instead, thumb rubbing against his nose accidentally before finding his cheek.

Paul, leaning into Sonny's hand, licked his lips watching and hearing Sonny and Will kissing. Holding Will tightly in his arms Paul could have cried, 'I can't believe this is still mine. That they're still mine.'

Will pulled away from Sonny needing to catch his breath. Turning his neck around, dislodging Paul, Will instantly found Paul's lips not even thinking before he kissed him. Sighing into Paul's mouth Will reached for Sonny's free hand lacing their fingers. 'I missed this. I missed them.'

Without warning Neil burst into the room, channeling his inner EJ, and stated, "I didn't hear any noises and got concerned." Face falling at the sight before him Neil closed his eyes tightly, not wanting to see Will locked in their embrace attached to Paul's face.

"I locked the door," Will said dumbly panting against Paul's lips.

"EJ gave me a key," Neil shrugged, noting Will's wet pink lips, the flush to his skin, 'I remember making his skin that rosy color. No, stop it, just stop it.'

"Why," Paul asked curtly, not amused to see EJ wasn't lying about making Neil Will's guard.

"To make sure this," Neil's finger circled amongst the three of them, "Didn't happen." 'And to torture me even more.' Neil would never admit it, not even to himself, but a part of him was hopeful that when EJ informed him Will was his now it was going to come true. 'Stupid, stupid, stupid.'

"Well we aren't doing anything so you can go now," Sonny dismissed, disliking the longing look in Neil's eyes, 'And the way he can't stop staring at Will.' Sonny pulled Will closer to him, pleased when Will snuggled into Sonny's neck easily.

Glaring at Sonny Neil snarked, "I'm pretty sure what I just saw was something." Neil looked at Will amiably before reminding him, "You're brothers and sisters are a few doors down. I don't think you want to be waking them up."

"We weren't doing anything," Will said shyly. "Just kissing." 'But I definitely don't need the kids wandering into my room and asking questions.'

"Uh huh," Neil snorted. 'Like I don't know what that's going to lead to.' "Just keep it in your pants. EJ gave me a gun and I'm only slightly afraid to use it."

"Why did he give you a gun," Will blurted out, shocked, sitting up, and pulling away from Sonny and Paul. "I thought that was a joke."

"It's EJ," Neil shrugged, "In his head it makes total sense to give an unregistered gun to someone with no training in order to protect his former and future step son from a crazed stalker."

"Did you have to phrase it like that," Will whined.

Paul, annoyed Will was so interested in what Neil was saying, said firmly, "OK, no sex. We got it. Now get out." Paul didn't trust Neil especially when he was following EJ's orders.

"Trust me," Neil grunted, "I'm not in here because I want to be. I'd rather be anywhere else."

"No, I think you'd rather be in this bed," Sonny remarked with a sneer.

"Would you all quit it," Will sighed, frustrated with all three. "Can't we all just get along?"

"No," Neil, Paul and Sonny said at the same time.

Crossing his arms and moping Will looked at them all sadly, trying to get his eyes as wide as he could.

"I can't handle the puppy eyes," Neil admitted heading for the door. "Don't make me come back in here, please." 'For the love of all things holy don't make me.'

"We'll behave," Will promised. "Goodnight Neil!" Seeing the door close again Will felt two sets of hands yank him backwards. Shrieking slightly Will fell against the pillows looking into two sets of laughing eyes. "Hey," Will giggled.

"You know you never actually explained what your text was about this morning," Sonny pointed out. "The one about EJ wanting you to get back together with Neil."

"Oh, right, I forgot," Will said simply. "Well, actually EJ's been under so much stress because of me that he for some inane reason thought it was a good idea to have me back with Neil. I don't really get it. I mean I explained to him that I wanted to forgive you two and he flipped out. I mostly think he said it because Neil's terrified of him so he can control him."

"What the hell," Paul asked, sharing a look with Sonny. "And why does EJ think that's his decision? And why did you agree to it?"

"I didn't agree," Will insisted, "I just told him that I would consider taking Neil back. But I mean I only said it to get him off my back. I talked with Neil at breakfast about my feelings. He already knew that we were only spending time together to make EJ happy."

"Uh huh," Sonny said unhappily. "That still doesn't explain why EJ thinks he's in charge of you or why you do everything he says."

"Well," Will started, not sure what to say, "I mean he's like my dad. We've always had a complicated relationship but I know that he's just looking out for me."

"Well you can say that again," Paul muttered under his breath. When he noticed Will looking at him oddly Paul continued, "I'm just saying that if we didn't know the both of you we'd say there was something else going on."

"Like what," Will blinked at Paul owlishly, not comprehending what Paul was implying.

Catching Sonny's eye again Paul sighed, "I know we've talked about this before and I don't want you to get upset or defensive because I'm honestly just saying this." When Will nodded Paul added, "I just think that maybe the reason EJ is so obsessed with you and wants to make decisions for you is because he thinks of you as his the same way Sonny and I do."

"No," Will immediately denied, "No. That's ridiculous. Trust me; we don't have that type of relationship. That's just how EJ is. He's extreme and he wants to protect his family. It would never be like that." 'Nope, no, no way.'

"Fine," Paul conceded. "But you can at least see why it looks that way right? You two are always hugging or he's manhandling you. It's just not normal."

"Well EJ and I aren't normal," Will said with a shrug. "I went from absolutely loathing him to loving him. We're unconventional but it works. And I'm not going to apologize for that or have you question his intentions. He loves my mother and he loves me and it's definitely not in the same way."

Surprised by Will's insistence Sonny held his hands up, "OK, OK. We don't really get it but we're trying to." Figuring Will couldn't get any more worked up anyway Sonny asked, "But can you honestly say that you never had a crush on him or anything? He bought you a fancy car and apartment when you worked for him. I just think that it would be plausible and totally understandable if you did."

"I don't think I did," Will maintained, "He was too busy blackmailing me and I was too busy agonizing over whether or not I was gay." 'It's not like I could have feelings for the man I shot anyway.'

"And having a hot older man giving you expensive gifts and pushing you around didn't contribute to that at all," Paul questioned in disbelief.

"I don't like EJ like that," Will argued, getting annoyed. "I didn't then and I don't now. I'm sorry if you don't like how protective and demanding he is but that's just how he is. And I listen to him because I love him and respect him. That's it."

"OK," Paul said, pulling Will to his side, "If you say so I believe you." 'It's still weird.'

"Good," Will nodded, grabbing Sonny and pulling him against him, "Now no more talking about EJ in bed. It's unnerving."

EJ shot up from bed, sweat dripping down his face and heart pounding painfully. Breathing heavily EJ looked to his side to see Samantha sleeping peacefully on her stomach. Glad he didn't wake her EJ pulled his knees to his chest trying to steady himself. 'It was just a nightmare. It wasn't real.' EJ remembered his dream with a shudder resting his head on his knees.

EJ was next to Samantha in a car. She was driving them to Lucas who was trapped in a dilapidated cabin. Samantha had found him hoping he would help her. And EJ would for the right price. Either Samantha would sleep with him or Lucas would remain entombed in snow and beams.

Samantha finally agreed over her tears. EJ leaned forward long finger stroking down her cheek. Pushing her hair behind her ear EJ kissed up her face to her ear, hand holding her jaw in place, fingers pressing against her mouth, enjoying this a little too much. He was finally living up to his namesake. He was no longer EJ Wells the racecar driver; he was EJ Dimera and he was going to take anything he wanted.

When it was over EJ relaxed on his seat in the car, smug. He would help Samantha with her little problem now that he was satisfied. Only when EJ looked across the car it wasn't Samantha crying as she zipped up her sweater. It was William.

EJ, air ripped from his lungs; saw William shaking, blue eyes staring at him desolately. 'No,' EJ thought desperately. 'No, this wasn't what happened. I didn't do this.'

"Why," William sobbed, holding his arms across his chest, rocking backwards and forwards. "I thought you loved me."

"William, I didn't," EJ tried to explain moving closer to William wanting him to understand this was a mistake. Stopping in place EJ's face fell seeing William cowering against the car door.

"You did," William insisted. "You hurt me. Why did you hurt me? Why did you take a picture of it? How could you?"

"No that wasn't me. That was Paul; that wasn't me, William it wasn't," EJ argued.

"It was. You did this EJ. It's your fault," William insisted looking at the ground, screaming, "I hate you. I hate you! I hate you!"

"No," EJ whispered, horrified. "No, William please!" EJ grabbed the door handle terrified. As EJ opened the door he looked back at William mouth dropping open.

Holding a gun William promised, "I'll never forgive you. Never." Pointing the gun at EJ William pulled the trigger.

EJ shook his head before turning around and getting out of bed. Ever since Samantha put those thoughts in his head EJ couldn't get it out. Now he couldn't even escape from his dreams. Walking out of his bedroom EJ stalked to William's room. He didn't care what he was going to find in there he needed to talk to William now.

Opening the door to William's room EJ stopped and stared at the sight on the bed. On the left side of the bed was Narita asleep on his back. William was lying almost entirely on top of him, face relaxed and serene. Kiriakis had his arm wrapped around William's waist, face pressed into William's back. Refusing to admit the scene was surprisingly sweet EJ walked over to the bed and yanked on William's foot.

Will grunted in his sleep, kicking his foot.

"William get up," EJ hissed tugging on his foot again.

"No," Will murmured sleepily. "I'm sleeping. Go away."

"I need to talk to you," EJ argued, "Move."

"There's no more room in here go away," Will mumbled, dislodging Sonny and trying to crawl completely on top of Paul.

"William," EJ growled, "Now." Seeing that William was not going to move EJ clambered onto the bed and lifted William up and over his shoulder.

"What the hell," Paul asked drowsily, rubbing his eyes.

EJ carried William down the hallway into an unoccupied room and tossed him on the bed. Beginning to pace back and forth EJ ran his fingers through his hair trying to think about what he wanted to say.

Will made an undignified sound when he bounced on the bed before settling. Throwing his hand over his eyes Will groaned, "This is why they think we have a weird relationship." Watching EJ pace Will threw a pillow at him, "Why are we in here?"

"I needed to talk to you," EJ finally stopped and headed towards the bed. Standing at the foot of the bed towering over William EJ asked quietly, "Do you forgive me for what I did to your mother?"

"Which time," Will asked sarcastically, not understanding how serious EJ was being.

"Damnit William," EJ yelled. "I need to know. For when she got pregnant with Johnny. Do you forgive me for that?"

"Oh," Will said, feeling bad for joking around. 'Do I?'

"Do you? Because you used to despise my very existence. You did everything you could to stop us from getting married. You tried to blackmail me when I slept with her when she was with Rafe. You hated me," EJ ranted. "How are you able to be so close to me now?"

"Because I forgave you," Will said easily. "You showed me that while you're not exactly a great person that you try. I know you've change since then. Now you actually love my mom and you're a great dad to Johnny and Sydney and even Allie."

"And you," EJ whispered, needing to hear William say it.

"Yes and to me too," Will chuckled. "You've been running yourself ragged these past few weeks trying to help me. And I know I haven't been as grateful as I should be." Moving closer to EJ Will pulled him into a hug; this time Will was the one doing the holding. "Is this why you've been so upset with Paul? Because it reminds you of what happened with Mom?"

"Well," EJ admitted, resting in Will's embrace, "I didn't think of it Samantha did. But it got me thinking. Maybe it has something to do with it. Hearing that you want to forgive him for what he did just makes me so angry. But your mother forgave me. You forgave me."

"We did," Will encouraged, rubbing EJ's back, "And you and Mom are finally working on having a real relationship. I just, I want to have that opportunity too."

EJ nodded slowly, pulling away from William, "This doesn't mean I have to like him. Them. Because I don't."

"I already knew that," Will replied, making a face at EJ and patting him on the arm, "And you don't have to like them. You just have to respect the fact that I do."

EJ gritted his teeth and relented, "Fine. But I still don't have to like it."

Will rolled his eyes, "Can I go back to bed now?"

Before EJ could reply the door slammed open and Neil charged in, gun in his hand, Sonny and Paul hovering outside the door.

"What the hell," Will screamed, hiding behind EJ. "Why are you pointing that?"

"Me," Neil screeched back, "What the hell are you two doing? I heard someone coming down the hall and I saw you being carried out of your room. I thought someone was kidnapping you."

"Stop waving that thing around," EJ demanded. "I needed to talk to William."

"At three in the morning," Neil asked, putting the safety back on the gun, hands shaking a bit but relieved he didn't need to use it.

"Apparently," Will retorted, "Everything's settled now. Let's just go back to bed." Walking towards Sonny and Paul Will jogged back to EJ and hugged him close, "Thank you."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," EJ waved him off. Putting his head close to William's ear EJ whispered, so no one else would hear, "Thank you."

Neil left Will off at his bedroom door, holding the gun behind his back, "Um, sorry for this."

"It's OK," Will replied with a slight shrug. "I guess it's kind of sweet you were willing to shoot someone for me." Reaching out to rub Neil's arm Will smiled at him before Sonny put his hands on Will's shoulders and pushed him into his room.

"Say goodnight Will," Sonny insisted, wanting to get back to sleep.

"Goodnight," Will called over his shoulder before Paul shut the door in Neil's face. Flopping onto the bed Will sighed before rolling onto his back, noticing Sonny and Paul weren't following him to bed. "What?"

"Really," Paul asked with his arms crossed. "What the hell was that all about?"

"That was EJ explaining why he's been having a meltdown," Will illuminated, extending his arms out, wanting them back in his bed.

Sonny moved back into his spot and yawned, "So what was so important he had to kidnap you over?"

"Just some self-guilt," Will said, eyes closing, "But he said he'll try to be more understanding about me wanting to be with you guys."

"Really," Paul asked interestedly, wiggling until he was comfortable, pulling Will back into his arms.

"Mhm," Will answered, already falling back asleep. "I get why you think we're weird now though."

"That's nice," Sonny said, head moving against Will's back until he found the perfect spot between his shoulder blades.

Neil put the gun inside one of the drawers in the room he was staying in. He still couldn't believe he almost used it. Shuddering Neil glanced out the window next to the dresser and froze. Outside was a small figure. Moving closer Neil threw open the window but it was gone. 'That can't be a coincidence.' Feeling freaked out Neil lied down on the bed, mind racing, greatly wishing he was in the bed next door instead of Sonny and Paul.

Author's note:

EJ's nightmare started out as what he did to Sami before veering off. It's actually really disturbing especially since EJ was taunting Sami all the time about what they did afterward. Definitely different reaction than what Paul's is in this fic.

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