"Thanks for meeting me," Sonny said as he put down a cup of espresso from the brand new machine he ordered. He pulled out the chair across and sat down. 'You can do this; you have to do this.'

"Well I figured it must be important if you didn't want William here," EJ answered while taking a drink. "Now, what can I do for you?"

Sonny, shoulders pulled back sitting completely straight, looked EJ in the eyes and stated in a low but firm tone, "I want you to get rid of T."

Surprised, EJ lifted one eyebrow, "Really?"

"Look, you already know what I told you. I just want him gone. And I don't care how," Sonny replied keeping his voice even and steady. He had thought long and hard about it. Scratching absentmindedly at his bandaged burn Sonny knew he had to do something to keep Will out of harm's way. "I won't be able to rest until Will is safe," Sonny added.

EJ observed Jackson Kiriakis with a keen eye before nodding approvingly. "Fine," EJ answered.

"That's it," Sonny asked curiously. He was expecting to give a long speech or at least have EJ question him a little bit.

Sonny and EJ both were oblivious to the set of wide eyes watching them from the door.

"We both happen to have something in common here," EJ finished his drink and put the cup back on the table. Standing up and putting on his coat EJ stuck his hand out and shook Kiriakis's hand once, "We'd do anything to protect William." Without another word EJ turned around and walked out the door, nodding at Adrienne Kiriakis as he past her.

Sonny stared at EJ until he was completely out of sight with an odd feeling in his stomach, 'I did the right thing. I know I did.'

"Sonny," said a concerned voice to the side of him.

Jumping Sonny turned and saw his mother, "Mom, you scared me."

"Sorry," Adrienne said calmly, looking at Sonny as if she had never seen him before, "That seems to be going around."

"And you'll send us both a message when you leave for your appointment with Wendy right," Paul asked anxiously into the phone. He had his body faced towards the door not wanting Sami to hear how upset he was at Will going to school for the first time completely alone.

"Of course," Will rolled his eyes glad Paul couldn't see him. "You know I will."

"OK, um, just be careful," Paul warned sucking his bottom lip into his mouth. "I love you."

"I love you too," Will chuckled fondly, "Now I've got to go. Be nice to my mom please."

"I'll try," Paul replied as he glanced at Sami out of the corner of his eye. "And make sure you stay away from the smoothie-"

"OK, love you, bye," Will rushed out quickly before hanging up on Paul. 'I do not want to get into that.'

Pouting Paul put his phone in his pocket and slumped his head against the door.

"It's just school you know," Sami remarked not even trying to pretend she wasn't eavesdropping. "I think he'll be fine."

"How many times have we all thought that and it turned out not to be true," Paul grumbled moodily. 'I should be there watching out for him.'

"Will is a lot of things," Sami told Paul, finding his protectiveness for her son both endearing and worrisome. "But a troublemaker is not one of them. He'll keep his head down and out of the way."

"It's not him I'm worried about," Paul sighed, 'It's what other people could do to him.'

"I think you're just going to have to cut the strings a little bit Paul," Sami looked out the window of the car and made a face in annoyance, 'God how does Will put up with this? I would never be with a man so controlling.'

"Whatever," Paul mumbled pulling out his phone to text Sonny. "How long do you think today is going to take?"

"Well we need to do a full run through at least twice," Sami began as she pulled into the parking lot of the civic center. "So at least until mid-afternoon. Oh look, there's Adrienne. Let's get going."

'Why did I agree to this,' Paul thought as he contemplated smashing his head into the window.

"Lying to your boyfriend, Will Horton," Neil shook his head at Will disapprovingly, "What's next? All night benders?"

Will shot Neil a look as he opened the door to the optometrist's office, "I lucked out and my lectures were cancelled. Besides how am I supposed to give them a surprise if I tell them where I'm going?"

"When you asked us to take you shopping for something sexy I did not agree to go here," Brian pointed out loudly.

"This is a detour," Will explained, "I need to get my eyes checked. You two wait here." Will signed in with the receptionist and was led into the office.

"Seriously," Brian turned to Neil with his arms crossed.

Neil put his arm around Brian's shoulders, "Come on let's try on some glasses while we wait."

"My little brother had to have his eye removed because he had cancer," Will said nervously as the doctor looked into his eyes.

"Well, I don't see anything in yours," the woman smiled at him, "Just big, blue and beautiful. Although they are a little dry so you might want to pick up some drops for that. OK," she rolled her chair out of the way and adjusted her equipment to check her patient's eyesight. "Read the clearest line for me."

"Uh," Will blinked several times but everything looked blurry, " O?"

"Huh," the doctor responded, "None of those letters are up there I'm afraid." Flipping a few slides the woman asked, "Which one is better? This one or this one?"

"There both bad," Will said honestly beginning to panic. 'Oh god what if I'm actually blind?'

"Relax," the doctor laughed slowly. "Everything is normal so far. Now, which one number one or number two?"

"The second one," Will breathed out heat rate beginning to slow down. 'Stop freaking out.'

After a few more minutes of figuring out his prescription the doctor asked again, "Read the clearest line for me."

" N," Will rattled off confidently. Turning around in his chair to see the projection Will cheered when he saw he read the bottom line correctly.

As the doctor was writing the prescription out she asked casually, "You said you've been having headaches?"

"Yeah, I had a concussion," Will explained as he got out of the examination chair. "They aren't as bad anymore but they happen sometimes. Do you think the glasses will help?"

"I definitely do," the doctor announced as she stood up. "But if you still are having problems after a week I would make an appointment with your doctor about it."

"Right," Will nodded, taking the paper from her and smiling. 'Hopefully that won't be necessary now.'

With a pair of black square frames on his face Will dragged Neil and Brian to his car, "Come on, I got something for us in here."

"If it's more glasses I don't care," Brian said firmly leaning against the car. "I'm hungry and this is the worst shopping trip ever."

"Oh shut up," Will shot back as he rummaged in his trunk. Pulling out a brown paper bag Will brought a carefully wrapped sandwich out and handed it to Brian, "Eat it."

"Did you seriously pack us lunch," Neil asked with a smile on his face. Realizing he was maybe smiling just a bit too much Neil took the offered sandwich and shoved it in his mouth.

Brian rolled his eyes at Neil, 'Like I care if you smile at the kid.' Brian didn't want to admit it but Will packing them a lunch was kind of sweet.

"Yes I did," Will responded as he pulled out three bottles of water and passed them out. "Well technically my grandma made the sandwiches but I asked her to."

"Uh huh," Brian said in a bored tone. "When do we get to the sexy stuff?"

"We can go now," Will bit his lip slowly already feeling a bit apprehensive about the trip. "You'll have to drive though because I have no idea where it is."

Will smiled awkwardly at the man inspecting his ID at the front door, "Hi."

Brian, rolling his eyes at Will, crossed his arms and waited on the other side of the entrance. 'He better actually be 18.'

Taking his card when it was handed back Will scurried over to Neil and Brian cheeks bright red when he began taking in the store. "Oh," Will muttered, "It's very, um, different."

Neil, smiling at Will fondly, told him, "Well it's a sex shop what did you expect?"

Brian gave Will a level look, "You have sex with two older men on probably a daily basis this store cannot possibly make you blush."

"Will you keep it down," Will hissed eyes widening when people looked over. Gulping and stepping closer to Brian when a middle aged man winked at him Will said, "No one needs to know that."

"Blondie," Brian sighed, putting his arm around Will's waist, "I hate to break it to you but most people remember your article."

"That you contributed to," Neil pointed out jokingly. Neil found it hilarious that Brian always acted like Will was such a hassle, 'But Brian wanted him just as much as I did at one time.' Watching Will's bright eyed expression as he looked around the store Neil realized he had been doing a good job of moving on. 'OK, maybe going to a sex store with him isn't exactly moving on but I'll be spending the night in Brian's bed at least.'

Will, pouting miserably, glared, "You both shut up. You're supposed to be helping me not making fun of me."

"Oh right," Brian nodded, "What are we looking for again? Paddles? Dildos? I got to say I thought with two men you would have all the cock you could handle."

"No," Will commented, stomping on Brian's foot. "Underwear. And for your information they already promised to buy me whatever toy I wanted. This is for them."

Neil eyed Will and Brian with a smile on his face. Brian always pushed Will's buttons until Will admitted something he would be embarrassed about later. Seeing a large sign overheard saying lingerie Neil grabbed Brian's hand and dragged them towards it.

Arm still locked around Will's hips Brian laughed, "Right, that's it. So, what would they like to see you in?" Picking up a woman's slinky, feathery outfit Brian held it up to Will's chest, "What do you think?"

Will, brushing Brian off of him said quietly, "Sonny said he would be happy just to see me naked but I want to spoil them both." Walking over to the men's section Will bit his lip as he looked at the selection. "There's a lot to choose from," Will mumbled.

Neil, keeping his eyes on Brian and not Will, asked, "Do you see something you like?" 'Brian was right this is the worst shopping trip ever.'

Will, finding a pair of shorts with no back, like the ones he liked in the video he told Paul and Sonny about, said, "Yeah."

Watching Will stand there like a helpless little puppy made Brian move towards him. "Hmm, nice," he nodded before rifling through the sizes. Pulling out what he assumed was Will's side Brian shoved it against Will's chest, "Here, go try this on and we'll find some more options for you."

Neil caught Brian's eye, "More options?" He watched Will walk over to a dressing room and close the long curtain behind him.

"Oh please," Brian laughed, "Like you can't picture him in these things. Find something you'd like and let's see if we can get him to show us." Brian appreciated that Neil was attempting to keep his feelings in check but Brian wasn't stupid. He knew it took time to get over someone. But since they were already here Brian was going to have some fun.

Neil, realizing how good Brian was to him, immediately went over to the g-strings before finding a red pair with a bow on the back. 'In for a penny in for a pound,' Neil thought when he saw the jock strap section.

Meeting in front of the dressing room Brian smirked at the collection in Neil's arms, "Hot," he said approvingly. Brian called through the curtain, "How you doing in there blondie?"

"Um," Will replied, looking in the mirror nervously. "I don't know." Will felt self-conscious in it. He knew that he was in good shape and that Sonny and Paul liked his body but Will knew he needed to be confident to pull this off.

"Why don't you open the door and show us," Brian offered, making it sound like a hardship, when he was grinning wickedly at Neil. Speaking into Neil's ear Brian whispered, "You are so going to owe me for this."

"I'm not falling for that," Will huffed. "Besides Paul would kill you if he knew you saw me in something like this."

"Damn," Brian cursed under his breath. "Well how else are we going to give you our honest opinions about it?"

"Just, um, is it supposed to be this tight," Will commented as he brushed his hands over the front of the underwear. "OK, I'll show you but only the front."

Brian, not giving Will any time to think about it, pulled the curtain across and eyed Will up and down silently.

Neil, eyes wide and mouth opened, stared unblinkingly at Will.

Toe, digging into the floor, Will tried to keep his hands at his sides and not cover himself up, "How do, how do I look?"

"It looks nice," Brian whispered not wanting to let on how good it actually was.

"So, so nice," Neil insisted, reaching out for Brian's hand and squeezing. "They'll definitely love it."

"Now try on this," Brian ripped the g-string from Neil's hands and purposely threw it on the floor in front of the mirror. Biting his lip when Will bent down to pick it up, catching a glimpse of Will's ample ass, Brian couldn't resist telling Neil, "This counts as your birthday present."

Will, eyes narrowing, turned from his where he was crouched on the floor to see his reflection in the mirror, ripped the curtain closed, "You jackass!"

Answering loudly Brian chuckled, "It's literally adorable how clueless you are." Elbowing Neil slightly when he saw his eyes were locked where Will was standing last, said, "We're going to the porn section. Try not to get picked up before you find us." About to walk away Brian turned around and smirked, "Oh and blondie? Judging by those fingerprints on your hips I don't think you need to buy anything to spoil them."

Dragging Neil into the porn section Brian perused the shelves until he found something that immediately caught his eye. Picking it up and shoving it against Neil's chest Brian teased, "This can be your birthday present too."

Neil, reading the back of the DVD, couldn't help but laugh, "Watch as two hot studs share one slutty blonde in this bareback adventure." One hand still holding the DVD Neil wrapped both arms around Brian's neck and kissed him deeply. "You always get me the nicest things."

Adrienne collapsed on the sofa in the front room at the mansion completely drained.

"You look exhausted," Justin commented as he walked over to her.

"I will be happy when this whole thing is over with," Adrienne announced with her eyes closed.

"I thought you liked working with Sami," Justin commented as he put his arm on the back of the sofa.

"It's not Sami," Adrienne explained, "Hell, it's not even Paul." Biting the side of her mouth Adrienne said, "I saw Sonny this morning making some kind of deal with EJ."

"A deal," Justin moved closer, "What do you mean? That doesn't sound like Sonny."

"I don't know," Adrienne continued, "I just, I came inside Common Grounds and they were sitting at a table. Sonny explained something and EJ nodded and they shook hands. All I heard was something about Will. And he has this big burn on his arm and I don't know if I believe how he got it."

"Well," Justin was trying to be optimistic, "Sonny is dating Will. EJ is Will's father-like figure maybe they were just agreeing to get along. Besides Sami told you that EJ couldn't find any trace of Ian after he escaped?"

"EJ is dangerous," Adrienne insisted shaking her head slowly, "We both know that. And maybe I got myself a little too involved with the Dimera's but I don't want Sonny tangled up in anything like that. And just because EJ can't find him doesn't mean he isn't out there somewhere."

"I hate to break it to you," Justin told her slowly, "But as long as Sonny is with Will he's going to be involved."

"I know," Adrienne sighed, "I just wish he wasn't."

"Wasn't involved or wasn't with Will," Justin asked. His eyes began to follow his wife as she stood up and walked out of the room without answering his question.

Just arrived at Wendy's office

Will sat down in the waiting room leg bouncing up and down. He was holding his backpack to his chest protectively; his new underwear safely hidden inside. When he finally made his way back to Neil and Brian they were kissing heatedly and hiding a movie from him. Will decided he didn't want to know when the cashier smirked at Will as he was ringing Brian up. 'Whatever weird sex thing they're doing just keep me out of it.'

"Will," Wendy called from the door smiling as he popped out of his chair and practically ran towards her. Leading him to her office Wendy sat in her chair and nodded, "You look good in glasses."

"Um, thanks," Will brushed the tips of his fingers across the arms of the glasses. "It's weird being able to see things clearly."

"What made you decide to get them," Wendy asked curiously.

"Paul suggested I get my eyes checked," Will shrugged. "Since my eyes hurt when I read and stuff. I hope it makes my headaches better."

"Right," Wendy answered, 'Of course it was.' Clearing her throat Wendy said, "Speaking of Paul I want to talk today about your boyfriends."

"What about them," Will asked warily. 'I thought the last session went really well why do we need to talk about them?'

"Last week," Wendy commented, trying to keep her voice neutral, "I noticed that you tend to defer to Sonny or Paul quite a bit."

"What do you mean," Will questioned, "I don't think I understand."

"I mean," Wendy said firmly, "That you let them answer things for you or make decisions for you."

"I guess so," Will responded beginning to feel uncomfortable. "But um, I like letting them take care of me."

"Take care of you how," Wendy asked wanting Will to elaborate and open up about the things she was suspecting about their relationship.

"Just, um, they're older than me and have more money and stuff," Will started already feeling confused himself, "They like um making sure I eat and, and take my medicine and they watch over me. Not, not all the time," Will blurted out when he saw the look on Wendy's face. "Just sometimes."

"And do these sometimes continue into the bedroom," Wendy inquired, 'Oh boy.'

"Occasionally," Will answered quietly, hands curling and unfurling around each other.

"What about big decisions," Wendy demanded, "Do you let them make big decisions for you?"

"Not all the time," Will tried to think, "Most of the time I get to be in charge of myself but every now and again they like to do it. Sometimes I do things wrong and they let me know."

"They let you know," Wendy blinked wildly, "How do they let you know?"

"Well they tell me when I'm being bad and when I'm being good," Will explained slowly feeling his cheeks heat up.

"Can you give me an example of each," Wendy asked weakly.

"Well I was being good yesterday," Will closed his eyes not wanting to see her reaction, "When I stayed quiet while we were having sex. And I was bad a while ago when I listened to other people instead of them."

'Oh boy,' Wendy thought again. "OK and is this something you've talked with them about? This is something you are all in agreement about?"

Will tilted his head sideways trying to remember, "Um. We talked about it some. But if I didn't like it I would let them know."

"Would you," Wendy wondered. "Would they listen?"

"Yes," Will said decisively. "I-I like our relationship. And if there were things I didn't like Sonny and Paul would listen to me. They only do things I want."

"What exactly did they tell you about all of this," Wendy inquired. "Do you understand what it is?"

"Well," Will started, "It all started because my friend Neil, the one that got hurt, he did something to me that I didn't understand. I made him upset and he sort of talked to me really weird and was giving me orders. I was following them automatically. I liked following them."

"OK," Wendy nodded flashing Will an encouraging smile.

"So I asked Sonny and Paul about it and at first they weren't really that helpful," Will supplied, "I mean kind of helpful in like a really basic way. They explained that I like following directions and being told I'm good and stuff."

"Right," Wendy said, "So, how did they start making decisions for you and things like that?"

"I don't really know," Will shrugged, "It just came kind of naturally, I guess." Will scratched his neck carefully, "I just like it."

"There's nothing wrong with that," Wendy nodded, "I just want to make sure that you are completely aware of what's happening." Moving slightly in her seat Wendy, asked, "How do you know when you want them to tell you what to do and when you don't? What's the distinction?"

"Sometimes I don't know," Will pulled his knees to his chest. "Sometimes I just feel really lost and confused. And they notice. They take care of me."

"Do they punish you," Wendy asked bluntly wanting to know everything.

Will nodded looking at his knees, "They've only done it three times I think." Glancing up at Wendy Will hurriedly explained, "They don't, they wouldn't hurt me. They just, um, spank me."

Wendy pressed her lips together and nodded slowly.

"The first time was kind of a misunderstanding," Will rambled on. Now they he was finally getting to talk freely with someone who wasn't judging him he couldn't stop. "I wanted them, wanted to have sex but I had just barely had my first time with them and they were afraid I would get hurt. And I wasn't listening. I didn't care and Paul only hit me once. The next time was kind of recent and I wasn't listening to them either. Sonny only did it with my pants on still and it kind of hurt but it was mostly to get me to trust them. And then the other night Paul kind of spanked me but we were mostly playing around."

"So you like the spanking," Wendy smiled, "Is what you're saying?"

"Yeah," Will gave her an awkward smile. "I do."

"And you like that they take care of you in that way," Wendy confirmed.

"Yes," Will nodded. "I mean sometimes I get upset that they try to decide everything for me but they listen to me."

"So you must trust them a lot," Wendy noted.

"I do," Will agreed. "I trust them with everything. They make me feel safe and loved when they tell me what to do. I know that sounds strange but it makes me feel like they really love me. That they aren't going to leave."

"You think they'll leave you if you don't let them," Wendy sat forward, alarmed.

"No," Will shook his head vigorously, "That's not what I meant. I know that they won't leave me because they want to do that. Because they want to care for me."

"So, it's not Sonny or Paul leaving that worries you," Wendy commented. "Is there anything else about that aspect of your relationship I should know about?"

"Um," Will's cheeks went completely red, burying his face in his knees Will, voice muffled, "I, um, sometimes call them Daddy."

"Right," Wendy, eyes wide, grabbed her planner off her desk to see if she could fit in an extra session for Will, "And is it a sexual thing or what?"

"Both," Will answered but his tone made it sound like a question. "I-I never really thought about it before but I just called them that after the first time Paul spanked me. It just came out. I don't do it all the time but um, yeah. Sometimes it's during sex."

"And how did Sonny and Paul feel about it," Wendy swallowed and rubbed her temples, "How did they react?"

"They said that it was fine," Will lifted his head off his knees, "They said it was normal. That's why I got in trouble because my mom said it wasn't and they said I only needed to listen to them. But, it feels normal to me in the moment. I get embarrassed afterwards but I like that too. Does that make me a freak?"

Looking into Will's earnest, vulnerable eyes shining behind the frames of his glasses Wendy didn't know what to tell him. "If you and Sonny and Paul all agree about it and it feels right for you then it's OK. And no you are not a freak. Nothing about you is wrong, Will."

"But I shouldn't want it," Will asked miserably, "Right?"

"I didn't say that," Wendy told him sternly, "Do you have a problem with it?"

"I feel like I should," Will confessed, taking his glasses off and rubbing his eyes, "I know that it isn't usual. But I can't help it. I just, I like saying it because I like knowing that they'll take care of me."

"Will," Wendy said suddenly, "You haven't really mentioned anything about your actual father."

Will, face twisting remembering his last encounter, "He doesn't want me being gay. Him and my grandpa told me all the bad things in my life happened because I was gay."

"And you know that isn't true," Wendy mentioned seeing Will nod at her.

"But, um, EJ doesn't care that I'm gay. Or Austin," Will told her softly.

"And who exactly are they," Wendy closed her eyes tightly trying to control her reactions. 'Oh dear god.'

"EJ is dating my mom," Will explained. "Well they used to be married and now they're together again. But, um, we're really close now. He's been really great throughout everything the past few weeks."

"OK, that's good," Wendy smiled, "That you have so much support. And Austin?"

"For the first couple years of my life everyone thought he was my dad," Will said quickly, "But um, he's actually my uncle. My mom lied to everyone because she wanted to be with him."

"I see," Wendy stated weakly. 'That explains a lot.'

"My mom also was married to a really nice guy named Rafe just a bit ago," Will added thoughtfully, "He was really cool. He always helped me with my homework."

"How many guys have been in your life because of your mom," Wendy wondered, something niggling at the back of her head.

"I don't know," Will pondered the question. "Well my dad and she have been pretty on and off. Austin too. And EJ. Then Rafe. She was married to some guy named Brandon for a while. Then I think she almost married someone else but he ended up dying on their wedding day."

"Do you think that maybe one day your mom would be interested in coming to a session," Wendy questioned. 'And maybe your dad and EJ and whatever other man is in your life.'

"Maybe," Will looked at her strangely. "She's paying for the sessions and she gave me your card so probably. But she's really kind of erratic. This week she cares but next week she might not."

"Well, I think it would be beneficial if we caught her on a good day then," Wendy told Will trying to sound upbeat.

"I guess I could ask," Will answered. 'Maybe it would be good to hash things out with Mom with a referee.'

"There's one more thing I want to talk about in regards to Sonny and Paul," Wendy looked at Will carefully, "They seem a bit possessive."

Will nodded, "I know. Um, sometimes it's nice but sometimes it drives me crazy."

"What do you mean," Wendy asked looking confused.

"Well," Will started to explain, "I don't know. Like sometimes it makes me feel good, that they love me so much they don't want anyone near me. Other times it feels like they're suffocating me. The other day Paul completely overreacted to someone asking me out. I didn't like that but when they want to cover me in hickeys I like it."

"Sounds complicated," Wendy teased a bit. "Do you let them know when they cross the line with you?"

"I try to," Will told her, "But sometimes I think they don't listen."

"I want you to think about all the times you feel like they don't listen," Wendy said clearly, wanting Will to understand. "Maybe write them down if you can remember. And I want you to talk to them about it. I don't want anything holding you back from talking to them. If you feel like you can't talk to them about something I want to know about it."

"OK," Will blinked quickly. "I will." Looking at the time Will asked, "Am I all done?"

"For today," Wendy confirmed pulling open her planner. "You call me about getting your mom in to talk and I'll make it work."

"Thanks," Will told her honestly, standing up and rubbing the back of his neck, "I really appreciate that you actually, um, listen to me."

"That's what I'm here for Will," Wendy smiled at him. "But you're welcome."

Will walked into the waiting room with an odd feeling in the pit of his stomach. Looking up a bright smile spread across Will's face upon seeing Sonny and Paul waiting for him. "Hi," he breathed as he rushed over to them, backpack over his shoulders.

"Hey baby, this is new" Paul smiled standing up and pulling Will into a hug, gently touching the frame of his glasses.

"I got them today before I came here," Will explained with a small smile. "Do they look OK?"

"Super hot," Paul announced with a grin.

Sonny, tugging on Will's arms so he would turn around and hug him as well, cupped Will's cheeks, "How are you feeling?" 'He seems better than his last session but he looks strange.'

"Um," Will shrugged leaning into Sonny's palms, "I don't really know. Can we just go home?"

Will carefully held Sonny's bandaged arm over the sink and under a gentle spray of water.

"I could do this myself," Sonny remarked, narrowing his eyes when Paul smirked at him from the stove.

"Tough," Will replied as he slowly peeled off the bandage and winced at the blistered red skin. "Sonny," Will whispered.

"It's not that bad," Sonny said automatically even though the water did make it sting. Holding still as Will washed the burn with soap and patted it dry Sonny tried not to let on how much it was bothering him.

Paul, stirring their dinner on the stove, asked Sonny harshly, "Did you take your medicine?"

"Yes," Sonny rolled his eyes as Will forced him to sit on the barstool. "This morning."

"I don't want this to hurt," Will admitted as he pulled the lid off of some ointment and tenderly but thoroughly applied it to Sonny's arm. "Sorry," he muttered as Sonny visibly flinched against his touch.

"It's not your fault," Sonny hissed through clenched teeth. "Just really sore."

Paul turned his back and faced the stove again hating to see Sonny in pain. He was able to handle it when Will was hurting because with Will he was always strong. 'But taking care of Sonny is different from taking care of Will.'

As soon as Will was finished he carefully applied a new bandage and wrapped Sonny's arm with gauze again. Kissing the top of the gauze briefly Will lifted the arm to his shoulder to elevate it, "Are you sure there isn't anything else I can do?"

"Trust me," Sonny smiled at Will and at the back of Paul's head, "This is exactly what I need." Remembering his conversation with EJ from this morning, observing the carefree look on Will's face as Paul threw a piece of pasta at him; Sonny knew he had done the right thing. 'I'm not letting anyone or anything get in between this, us.'

Author's note:

I know you don't actually get your glasses that quick but apparently in Salem you do. Also, I really like writing Will with Neil and Brian. Neil and Brian have a very interesting, fun relationship. I think Will is going to get over some of his wide eyed innocence with them as friends.

Oh and Sonny is definitely getting in way over his head now. Oops.

Also, I really thought I edited this chapter yesterday and I was all set to post when I realized nothing I changed got saved. So cue me frantically reading and rereading everything. If there's any glaring errors I apologize. I'm changing things up and posting before I reply to reviews so sorry if I confuse anyone.

Let me know what you thought please.