Will slurped his soup loudly, finishing his second bowl. Feeling two sets of eyes on him he looked around the room feeling self-conscious, "It's really good."

"You're kind of a sloppy eater," Sonny remarked reaching out with a napkin to mop up the mess Will left on his chin.

"He's like that with his coffee too," Paul teased gently finding it cute.

Cheeks pink Will pulled away from Sonny, sliding off his chair and moving to the sink, "Stop being mean."

"We're not being mean," Sonny laughed. "We think it's endearing that you aren't completely perfect." Frowning when he saw Will starting the dishes Sonny sighed, "Will just leave it for tomorrow. You still need to be resting."

"If I leave it until tomorrow it will be even messier," Will shook his head. "I need to do this now." 'I can't have a mess. I can't.'

Raising his eyebrows Paul said, "OK. If you think you're up to it. But for the record we aren't going to care if there are a few dishes in the sink."

"And you don't have to vacuum or mop every day," Sonny added getting up to give his plate to Will before sitting back down at the countertop and watching Will work. "When we said you could clean we didn't mean every single day."

"I want to," Will expressed, furiously scrubbing a plate. "It's the only thing I can do around here."

"Baby," Paul started before stopping. 'OK, he's right we really do need to lay down some outlines for all of us.' Trying again Paul said, "When you're done with the dishes I think we should talk about what you wanted earlier. About making some rules and stuff."

"Oh," Will's shoulders tensed slightly, hunching over. "Right. OK."

The three of them sat in a circle on the bed. Sonny had Will's laptop open to a blank document for them to type things out. Set some hard rules to follow.

"OK," Sonny said sitting up completely straight wanting to appear confident for Will. "The first thing I think we need to discuss is the spanking thing."

"What about it," Will asked, eyes wide and amplified against his glasses.

"Do you like that," Paul asked, hoping desperately that he did. "I mean, um, is it OK when we do it for punishments and things?"

Will nodded enthusiastically, "Yes, I do like that. And I like it when we're in bed too, just so you know."

"Good," Sonny typed a few things out on the laptop and saving it. "So, do you think you can explain when you want us to be in charge and when you don't want it?"

Will, slouching, knees pulled to his chest, "Um, I don't know. I just, um, like today. I didn't want you to be mad at me. I wanted you to listen to me but you wouldn't. But the other week when you spanked me when I was listening to my mom instead of you I did like it."

Confused Paul tried to work through what Will was saying, "So you like it when you feel upset but not when you're mad?"

"Maybe," Will blinked frantically not knowing himself what he wanted.

"How about I just write that we should ask you before we do anything like that," Sonny suggested, "That way we'll all be sure that we aren't doing something one of us doesn't want."

"OK," Will smiled. "I'd like that. Um, can you write that we all have to agree about it too? I don't want to do something that you two want if I don't want to. Or if I want to do something and you don't."

"That's a good idea baby," Paul smiled at him while reaching out and squeezing his shoulder, wanting to see Will sit up straighter.

"Wait," Sonny said as he typed looking up and catching Will's eyes. "Do you only want the three of us to do this together?"

"What do you mean," Will questioned softly, feeling panicked. "Why wouldn't we all be together?"

"Not like that," Sonny smiled reassuringly, "I mean if I'm at work or something. Should you wait for me or just play around with Paul?" Reaching over the laptop to touch the top of Will's knee Sonny added, "For the record though it's OK to just be with one of us."

"Oh," Will tongued the scar on his lip, a nervous habit he had picked up, "Um, I guess it's OK if I'm only with one of you." Hearing the clack of keys against Sonny's fingertips Will rushed out, "But only if it's OK with whoever is there."

"Of course," Paul nodded understandingly. He wasn't entirely sure how he would feel if he came home and found Sonny ordering Will around without him. 'I guess I'll find out.' Clearing his mind Paul asked, "Now, is there anything else we do that drives you nuts? Anything we should clear the air about?"

Rubbing his hands up and down his knees, focusing on the tops of his hands, Will started, "Well it doesn't drive me nuts all the time but um there's a few things."

"Oh really," Sonny asked slowly feeling a bit nervous. "What is it?"

"Just that sometimes," Will started pulling the band on his socks on and off. "Um, Paul you can be really possessive and Sonny you can be really protective." Not wanting to upset them Will added, "Not that I hate it but sometimes it's a lot. Like today with Chad. Or with the smoothie guy."

Face twisting into a snarl at the mention of the smoothie guy Paul argued, "But I can't help that. Whenever I see someone looking at you like that or, or anything I just get so angry."

"Well," Will scratching his elbow quickly, "I just want you to kind of reign it in or find a way to not be so vocal about it."

"I don't know how," Paul told Will flatly refusing to budge.

"Well figure it out," Will sighed with a shake of his head, feeling irritated, "I don't want you freaking out on people because they talk to me or look at me. Don't you trust me?"

"Of course I do," Paul spat out, shoulders tensing, "It's just other people I don't want anywhere near you."

"But you know I won't do anything with any of them. You know I don't like Chad that way anymore and you still were ready to punch him today," Will maintained, back straightening, gaining confidence. "I like that you care that much and everything but I don't need you to treat me like I'm your property."

Sensing that Paul was going to say something stupid Sonny smacked his forearm and said, "Can I make a suggestion?"

"Of course," Will breathed out smiling at Sonny slightly. Some days Will felt uneasy about how Sonny and Paul were able to handle each other better than he did. After so long together Will figured it was inevitable. One day he would be that close with them as well. Taking a deep breath Will looked at Sonny pleadingly, 'Please help me deal with him.'

Remembering how Will used Paul's jealousy against him the other night when they were having sex Sonny smiled, "How about for every time Paul manages to behave instead of acting like a caveman he gets a reward?"

"What kind of reward," Paul asked swiftly mind working swiftly.

"We can figure it out," Sonny shrugged, "But I would guess probably something sexual." 'Since you pretty much like that best.'

"OK," Will nodded liking the idea.

"Can I pick the reward," Paul questioned weighing the pros and cons of the idea.

"If you want," Sonny replied, "But if you don't behave then you get a punishment or something taken away."

"I guess I can work with that," Paul acquiesced. "It might be a good motivator for me."

"Alright I'm going to write it down then," Sonny informed them with a hint of a smile just imagining Paul's face when Will took something away from him.

"And what about you," Will added while looking at Sonny. "When you get too protective?"

"We could do the same thing," Sonny offered. 'Maybe I have been getting a bit carried away but I don't want anything happening to Will, not again.'

"Wait, wait, wait," Paul held his hands up and shook his head, "Sonny called me a caveman. I want to hear about Sonny doing things that bug you too."

"Um," Will licked his lips, "Well, I don't really appreciate how Sonny makes me feel like a child sometimes." Seeing Sonny narrow his eyes Will continued, "I love that you care about me so much and want me to be alright. But on the other hand you can't control everything I do."

Digging his nails into the palm of his hand Sonny swallowed, "OK, I'll try not to do that. But just so you know I love you and I'm not going to let anything ever hurt you again."

"I know," Will reassured them. "I definitely know."

"And Sonny is going to be punished too right," Paul butted in, "If he goes crazy with wanting to control you he gets something taken away."

"Sure," Will nodded. "I guess that's fair if I can get in trouble for things you should get in trouble too. But I take it you don't want me to spank you?"

Paul, barking out a laugh, shoving Will's shoulders teasingly, "No. I think that's reserved for you baby boy."

"Speaking of spanking," Sonny shook his head at them fondly, "Should we talk about what we're allowed to punish you about and what we aren't? Or is that pretty much covered with asking beforehand?"

"I think that as long as you ask me in some way before," Will explained feeling slightly confused on the matter. "That I'll let you know if I want it or not."

Paul seeing the wrinkle on Will's forehead bit the side of his cheek before asking, almost dreading bringing it up, "Do you want a word to use to make us stop if we go too far."

"Wouldn't I just have to say no," Will tilted his head slightly, eyes going between Paul and Sonny, "I don't get it. You said you'd always stop if I asked you to."

"Of course we would. We will," Sonny guaranteed, "It's just that sometimes you might be a little too out of it to tell us to stop. Or maybe you'll want to take a break or things like that."

"Uh huh," Will, wide eyed, didn't understand at all.

Rubbing his forehead, realizing they seriously needed to get Will educated on this type of thing, Paul said, "Sometimes it's better to have a different kind of word than just stop. What if you wanted one of us to stop talking but not stop what we were doing? Or what if you wanted to stop and move positions. How would we know the difference?"

"Well," Will shifted uncomfortably, never even considering these things, "I thought you would just know."

"See that's the thing babe," Sonny told him gently, looking straight into his eyes, "We're not always going to know. As much as we love you we can't read your mind. Like earlier today, we didn't even realize that you didn't want us to talk to you like that. I think it's going to be better for all of us if we have a safety net."

"Oh," Will scratched at his side. His bandages were long gone but the freshly healed skin was constantly itching him. "So what do I have to do?"

"We just pick a word that you wouldn't normally use while in bed," Paul grabbed Will's hand, "And when you say it we'll know that you want us to stop everything."

"I don't know what to pick," Will admitted, "I use a lot of words."

"You do," Sonny confirmed, "Well, just using colors is kind of popular. Do you think we could use red, green and yellow?"

"And if we ask you how you're feeling you could give us one of them," Paul squeezed Will's hand. "Could you remember that?"

Will nodded gently, "I think so yeah." Will wasn't sure what to think about all of this. 'I think I'll have to talk to Wendy about it.'

"What's something else we should talk about then," Paul asked letting go of Will's hand with a smile.

"Is there anything sex related that you're never going to want to do that we should know about," Sonny asked while typing figuring they should leave it all on the line between them.

"Sharing," Will said instantly remembering what Neil and Brian once talked about a long time ago. "I don't want that."

"That won't be a problem," Paul answered instantly. "We would never do that."

"I'm still writing it down anyway," Sonny promised Will, "But yeah. That's never going to happen." Licking his lips Sonny questioned, "Definitely no sharing but what about watching?"

"As in us watching someone else or them watching us," Will's breath caught in his throat.

"Someone watching us," Sonny caught Will's eyes, smiling at the familiar pink in his cheeks. "Would you want anything like that?"

"Um," Will could imagine it. Someone seeing how they looked together. Someone watching Sonny or Paul touching him. "Yes."

"Me too," Sonny nodded before lifting his eyebrows at Paul.

Rolling his eyes Paul shrugged, "I don't know. Maybe. It depends on who it was and why. No one is ever coming in here for that." He gestured to their bedroom.

"Of course not," Sonny reassured him, "I was thinking more along the lines of if we were in a club or bar or something and we were playing around on the dance floor."

"What about you two," Will blurted out. He wanted things to be equal between them all. "What are things you don't want?"

"Oh," Paul frowned momentarily, trying to think, "Um I don't want anything to do with bodily functions, other than semen."

"What does that mean," Will immediately asked with a frown.

"You don't want to know," Sonny said as he typed it out and showed it to Will.

Making a face Will agreed, "Don't want that."

"I don't really like name calling," Sonny told Will and Paul simply, "Like slut or whore or anything like that."

Inhaling sharply Will nodded sadly, "Me either." 'I don't want to hear those words ever again.'

Paul took Will's hand in his again and squeezed gently, knowing exactly what Will was thinking about.

"Oh," Sonny said loudly after he was done typing. "I can't believe we forgot about this." Smiling widely Sonny announced, "Sometime this week I think the three of us should get tested and maybe see about not using condoms sometimes."

Will nodded with a shy smile, liking the idea. But he had one concern, "Won't it be really messy though?"

"Will," Paul sighed loudly, "We keep telling you it's OK to make a mess." Grabbing Will's free hand before it could reach out and smack him Paul tackled Will into a hug, "Besides I thought you liked being covered in come."

"That is different," Will playfully started wresting around with Paul, "I remember Sonny making a mess in me in the bathtub. It's going to get everywhere here."

Knocking Will on his back Paul smiled triumphantly, "Ha!" Tickling Will slightly Paul teased, "Don't worry baby. We'll lick you all clean."

Shoving the laptop to the side so it wouldn't get smashed Sonny ran his finger down Paul's barefoot, his definite tickle spot. Shoving Paul to the side when he started shrieking Sonny let Will cuddle against him protectively, "Don't worry babe. We'll take care of you."

Will, chest heaving in laughter, "I know you will." Relaxing in Sonny's embrace Will poked at Paul with his toes with a giggle.

"Anything else we should talk about baby," Paul asked with a wide grin extremely pleased with himself for getting Will to loosen up.

"Not right now," Will confessed. "But we can add stuff to that later right?"

"Of course we can," Paul nodded. "Just like you can always talk to us about this stuff."

Sniffling slightly, nose still slightly running, Will turned in Sonny's grip, "Am I hurting your arm?"

"No," Sonny reassured Will, lifting up his bandaged arm and waving it around, "I'm just fine."

"Just checking," Will laughed slowly. Catching sight of his backpack against the wall Will bit his cheek slightly remembering the surprise he bought for Sonny and Paul the other day. 'Well I was planning on using it tonight but I don't think that's going to happen. But speaking of that...' Will took a deep breath, "Um there's something I want to do this weekend but I don't know how you're going to like it."

"What is it," Paul asked moving closer to Will and Sonny.

"Sunday is Neil's birthday," Will explained with a soft smile lifting his shoulder to his head trying to appear innocent. "And I said we would go with him to a club."

"Will," Sonny complained. "Don't you think that's going to be awkward?"

"Not really," Will rushed out, "I mean Neil is trying super hard to get over me. Besides Brian is going to be there too."

"Isn't Brian the guy that Neil wanted to share you with," Sonny asked sharply. "Will we are not-"

"Um, punishment," Will pointed to the laptop with a smug smile. "And besides it hasn't been weird any time I've been with them."

"When were you with them," Paul demanded sternly.

"The other day Brian had lunch with us," Will lied quickly not wanting to give away his surprise quite yet. 'I'm gonna be in trouble for that but oh well.' "You're gonna be there with me anyway. We can dance and have some fun. And I already said we were gonna go."

"Will Horton," Sonny said in exasperation.

"What," Will asked them pointedly. "I need friends too you know."

"Do they have to be guys that want to sleep with you," Paul questioned with a pout.

"I can't control that," Will told him. "Look, you can threaten them all you want but I want to go. And I want you to go with me."

Sonny and Paul looked at each other quickly before nodding.

"Awesome," Will laughed excitedly. "This is going to be great." 'I was going to go without you if I had to.'

"But only if your cold is better," Paul stated resolutely. "So don't get your hopes up."

Will played with Sonny's hand gently circling his knuckles and pulling softly on the small hairs.

"You really think Neil is getting over you," Sonny asked lowly head on a pillow; Will burrowed against his chest.

"Yeah," Will nodded, "I mean it hasn't been that long but I know he is. He and Brian are really cute together anyway. In a total douchebag kind of way."

Laughing, Sonny bit his lip and swallowed, deciding to believe Will. "And you don't feel uncomfortable around them?"

"Not really," Will admitted, "Brian likes to push my buttons but that's because he's a jerk. But I know it's in good fun."

Paul, shouldering open the bedroom door, holding a tray of food walked over to the bed. "Breakfast," he announced loudly. Handing out plates with scrambled eggs and toast Paul kissed both Sonny and Will on the cheek.

"Thanks," Will smiled at Paul, wanting to kiss him but not wanting to pass on any germs. Digging into his food Will started to picture working with EJ again. 'I'll have more fun working with him than at the Pub but I don't know if it's actually going to be work. I hope it isn't just EJ giving me money and pretending I earned it.'

"You only have your lab today," Paul asked Will, nudging his knee, "Right?"

Jostling himself out of his thoughts Will nodded, "Yeah. Why? Big plans for today?"

"Nope," Paul shrugged, "I just want to make sure that you come straight home and get some rest." Seeing Will was going to argue Paul made a sharp sound in the back of his throat, "Nope. If you want to go out this weekend you are resting up."

"My head doesn't even hurt today," Will grumbled under his breath. 'But he's right. No point in going out if I feel like crap.'

Smiling at Paul when he noticed his medicine on his plate Sonny took one of the water bottles off of the tray and swallowed it down.

As the three were eating in companionable silence they each automatically checked their phones when they heard the familiar sound of a phone buzzing.

"Hello," Will answered after swallowing a large mouthful of eggs.

"Will? It's Wendy," Wendy stated happily. "I got your message and if you and your mom are able to I can squeeze you in this afternoon."

"Oh," Will breathed out, having forgotten he called her the day before. "Um, let me check with my mom and I'll let you know."

"Sure," Wendy agreed, "Call me back as soon as you find out."

"Bye," Will told her before disconnecting. Quickly typing a message to his mom Will looked at Sonny and Paul, "Guess there goes my relaxing day." Reading the immediate response from his mom Will called Wendy back, "She said yes."

"Good," Wendy smiled, "Come in around noon and we'll see what we can do. Bye Will."

Will shoved a loud forkful of eggs in his mouth, suddenly feeling nervous.

Sonny kept glancing at his watch anxiously. 'Come on, come on.'

"Hey," Chad greeted, walking through the door to Common Grounds. "I'm here. What do you need? Please don't yell at me again."

Rolling his eyes impatiently Sonny tossed his apron at him, "I need to leave early. Will and Sami are talking with Will's therapist right now."

"Oh dear god," Chad shuddered, "Get out of here. Go. No explanation needed."

Sonny, grabbing everything he needed, yelled, "Thanks," over his shoulder as he ran out the door. 'Sami better not do anything to hurt Will today.'

EJ, rifling through files, thought about what William said the night before, about Stefano underestimating William. Shaking his head EJ thought to himself, 'No. No, you are not using William to get to your father.'

Dealing with his father was unlike dealing with anyone else. Getting rid of T left no lingering guilt or remorse. 'He was merely a simple pawn. But I was not about to let him loose.' However, with his father EJ knew he wouldn't be able to do the same. 'Despite all of the horrible things he has done to me, Samantha and William over the years I can't kill him. He's still my father after all.'

Determined to find another way EJ continued searching through the files in the archives at Dimera Enterprises. 'There's bound to be something here that can help me.'

Paul lifted his knee up and down rapidly smiling at Will's nervous face, "It's going to be fine. This will be good for you two."

"Right," Will nodded. "Sure," he tried to smile back but was too nervous. Checking the time on his phone Will sighed, 'Where is she?'

"Will," Wendy called from the door. "You can come back now. Hi, Paul."

"Hi," Paul nodded at her, squeezing Will's hand encouragingly. "I'll send her in as soon as she gets here. Good luck, baby." Waiting for the door to close Paul yanked his phone out of his pocket and angrily dialed Sami. 'She better not abandon him today.' "Where the hell are you?"

"I'm almost there," Sami yelled over the phone. "I'm going to be there."

"You better be," Paul warned before hanging up quickly. Sinking into his chair, putting his phone on his lap Paul waited impatiently. Hearing the door open quickly, Paul glared at Sami when she ran inside and told her, "Down there."

"Can you promise me something," Will asked hands wringing each other, "Just, um, can you make sure that my mom makes this session about me and not about her?"

"She must do that a lot if you want me to promise you," Wendy commented. "Which of course I promise. You're my patient Will. I'm worried about you and not anyone else."

"Thanks," Will said quietly. "And she does, like the majority of the time."

"What do I do the majority of the time," Sami asked as she opened the door and closed it behind her. "Hi, sweetie."

Standing up to shake her hand Wendy greeted, "Hello, I'm Wendy. You must be Sami." Of course Wendy had heard a great deal about Sami Brady over the years. Trying not to judge her prematurely based on that Wendy nodded at Sami.

"Yes," Sami told her confidently as she firmly shook her hand. Sitting down next to Will Sami braced herself for what was to come. 'Alright, let's talk about what a horrible mother I am.'

"So," Wendy said as she settled down into her chair again. Smiling at Will Wendy asked, "What do you want to talk about Will?"

"Oh," Will rubbed the back of his neck, not prepared for everything to be up to him. "Um, I don't know."

Wendy, not wanting to force them to talk about anything, looked to Sami, "Is there anything you'd like to discuss with Will?"

Sighing Sami announced, "I guess we should talk about all the different men that I brought into Will's life." 'Let's get it over with.'

"Alright," Wendy nodded, "Will?" 'I have to make sure Sami understands today is about Will.'

"I guess I don't really understand how you could have so many different relationships," Will said slowly, not wanting to make his mom angry, "When you were supposed to be taking care of me."

"I did take care of you Will," Sami argued before catching the look on Will's face. "OK, maybe not as well as I should have but I tried. And I didn't mean to make you feel like you weren't as important to me as all the other things in my life."

Will nodded in understanding, eyes downcast, "OK."

"And I'm sorry about all of that, Will," Sami told him desperately. "I know that I made a lot of mistakes and had a lot of awful things happen but I promise throughout all of that I loved you."

"Will," Wendy interjected, wanting to hear Will talk some more. "Is there anything else you want to talk about?"

Biting his lip Will looked over at Wendy, needing some courage, before turning to Sami, "Do you still think that I'm weird for being with Sonny and Paul?"

"What," Sami blurted out. "I don't think you're weird." Sighing at Will's silence Sami insisted, "I just didn't understand. I thought they only wanted you for sex. I didn't think that they had feelings for you."

"But why," Will pressured. "Why was it so hard for you to believe the two of them could actually like me? Why wasn't that your first assumption?"

"Well," Sami looked taken aback, "I was just surprised. They were engaged and all of a sudden you were spending so much time with them and I just thought it couldn't be for any other reason."

"Oh," Will slumped in his seat.

"That was an easy mistake to make," Sami argued loudly. "I know what kind of an influence I've been in your life. And your father. Plus your grandmothers. Not to mention EJ."

"That doesn't mean I would be the same way," Will said meekly. "Like the night that you accused me of sneaking out to sleep with Paul. And then you thought it was to be with EJ. Why do you think of me like that?"

"I don't know," Sami shook her head, "I just, because, because that's what I was doing at your age. OK? I was lying and scheming and you're my son. And we're more alike than either of us wants to admit. And all I could see was you being defensive and standoffish and I assumed the worst. I knew you had a crush on at least one of them and I was afraid you were trying to break them up."

"I'm not like that though," Will turned to face his mother, moving his knees onto the couch.

"I know you aren't," Sami admitted collapsing against the sofa. "You're so much better than that. I see that now. When I see Sonny and Paul look at you I know they don't just want to do dirty things to you."

"Mom," Will whined, blushing furiously.

"What," Sami defended, "I said that's not all they want. I know that you all genuinely have feelings for each other. And if they make you happy that's wonderful."

"But," Will looked at her knowingly. 'There's no way there isn't a but coming.'

"But," Sami gave him a sharp look, "They hurt you and you might be able to forgive them for that but I'm your mother and I'm always going to be wary of them."

"I think that's a little hypocritical of you," Will told her defensively. "Because almost everything they've done to me you've done to someone."

Sami, looking affronted, put her hand on her chest, "That is completely different!"

"How is it different," Will shot back beginning to feel the usual frustration only his mother could bring out in him. "Why is it so bad for them to do it and not for you?"

"Because you're my son," Sami shouted. "And no one is allowed to hurt you, ever. That's the difference Will. I don't care what I did in the past. All I care about is protecting you from the same things."

"But I'm not a child anymore," Will shook his head and clenched his fists. "You never cared this much about me when I was a kid anyway. I don't understand why you suddenly care."

"I always cared," Sami gasped, reaching forward to grab Will's hand, clenching tightly when he tried to fight her off. "I did! I know I wasn't the best mother or influence but I swear I always loved you. I know I wasn't there for you but I'm trying to make up for that now."

"I don't need you to do that," Will insisted as he stopped fighting her hold. "I just want you to be a regular Mom and invite me to dinner and make sure I'm studying or, or check on me when I'm sick. I don't need you trying to plot and scheme to get me to break up with someone. Or set me up with anyone else."

"I stopped doing that," Sami assured him, trying not to look at Wendy, 'Probably waiting to tell Will how horrible of a mother I am the second I leave.' "We all promised we would stop trying to interfere in your relationship. And for your information little boy I am your mother. It doesn't matter how old you are I am going to judge the hell out of any boy or boys you bring home. No one is ever going to be good enough for you."

Torn between feeling touched and irritated Will glanced at Wendy who gave him a supportive smile. 'I suppose that's the best I'm ever going to get from Mom.' Putting his head against the back of the couch and closing his eyes Will sighed, "Fine." Sitting up quickly Will added, "But you have to promise me that you aren't secretly plotting against me or anything like that."

Pouting slightly Sami patted Will's hand gently, "Fine, I promise." Giving Will a shrewd look Sami shot back, "But you have to promise that if they ever hurt you I can yell as much at them as I want."

"I guess that sounds fair," Will nodded rolling his eyes at their relationship. 'We are so weird.' "But speaking of getting hurt I want to know about you and EJ."

"What about us," Sami asked having not seen the question coming.

"You just got back together and you're moving in again," Will countered with a shrug. "You know that I love him and everything but I don't want to see you get hurt again."

Smiling at Will Sami reassured him, "EJ and I are just fine. But thank you for asking."

"Good," Will scratched his eyebrows suddenly needing confirmation. "And this time is serious, right? You two are together for real."

"Yes," Sami locked eyes with him, still finding his glasses adorable, "I'm not going to make any promises but I feel like this time is different."

'That's what you always say,' Will thought sadly. 'But then they leave anyway.'

Wendy, keeping her face as neutral as possible, found everything she was observing to be extremely interesting. 'Well I think we found the source of most of Will's insecurities.' Clearing her throat and gaining Will and Sami's attention Wendy said, "If you don't mind me asking Will we've never really discussed your coming out process. Do you think we could all talk about that for a bit?"

"Oh, um, I guess," Will frowned slightly, feeling his mother flinch from where her leg was pressed against his. "Well, I was in denial for a long time. I thought I was never going to have the courage to admit it to myself let alone anyone else. I spent a lot of time talking to my Grandma Marlena and Sonny and Paul."

"Why did it take you so long," Wendy asked curiously, "You've never seemed to have a problem with who you are when we've spoken?"

"I don't have a problem now," Will admitted with a shrug, "But back then I was terrified. I thought that everyone would hate me or judge me. And I know that I've had a lot of problems the past month or two but it hasn't been because of who I am for the most part."

"OK," Wendy acknowledged, "And how did people react when you told them the truth?"

"Most people already knew," Will whispered, remembering how odd he felt when Grandma Kate or EJ would make a comment to him about it before he was ready to admit it. "Marlena was really great about it. Sonny and Paul were both really happy for me. For the most part everything was positive."

"But there were some that weren't," Wendy said realizing he hadn't mentioned Sami at any point.

"I was really bad," Sami interjected honestly. "I-I never even suspected and when he told me I freaked out."

"Why did you never suspect," Wendy questioned, "If so many other people saw it?"

Narrowing her eyes Sami set her shoulders back, gearing herself up for an argument, "Because I was a horrible mother who didn't know her son!"

"Mom," Will tried to console her but was cut off.

"No," Sami held up her hand to silence Will. "I was. Even Lucas had an idea and I didn't. It never even crossed my mind because I never took the time to notice you Will."

Wendy, approving of Sami admitting her faults to Will, knew she needed to bring the conversation back to Will or else Sami would take over, asked Will, "And is that how you felt?"

Not wanting to upset his mom but figuring the truth would be best Will nodded, eyes glassy, "Yeah." Crossing his arms around his stomach Will told them both quietly, "I just, everyone could see and she couldn't. It was like everything else in our relationship. I just wanted her to notice me."

"I'm trying now," Sami blinked back tears, "I'm trying so hard. One day I'll get it right, I swear. I'll figure out how to be a good Mom to you."

"I don't need you to be perfect," Will looked into her blue eyes, so similar to his own, "I just want you to try without trying to take over my life."

"I will," Sami nodded enthusiastically, "I promise I will."

"OK," Will smiled at her lopsidedly. He hugged his mom wincing a bit when she practically squeezed the life out of him. 'This went way better than I ever would have guessed.'

Wendy, looking at Will fondly, feeling oddly protective of him, couldn't help but think, 'I'm glad he has so many people wanting to be in his life. Now if he could only be around those that didn't want to control him.'

Paul pulled open his mom's contact information and stared at it before closing it once again. 'Ugh, just call her and tell her. You need to tell her.' But every time Paul went to push the call button he chickened out. 'You can face EJ Dimera after he tried to have you killed but you can't call your mother. Get it together.'

"What are you doing," Sonny asked, sneaking up on Paul and seeing him glare at his phone.

"Jeez," Paul flailed around, knee hitting the coffee table near him, "You scared the shit out of me."

"Sorry," Sonny rolled his eyes before stepping over Paul's legs and sitting next to him. "What were you doing anyway?"

"Uh," trying to think quickly so he wouldn't have to admit to Sonny the truth Paul rushed out quickly, "I was trying to figure out this new app and can't."

"Which one is it," Sonny asked, moving his head closer to Paul to look, "Maybe I can help."

"No," Paul blurted out, locking his phone and stuffing it in his pocket, "I, uh, deleted it. I was super annoyed."

"Right," Sonny said suspiciously. "If you say so." Checking the time on his watch he asked, "How did Will seem when he went in?"

"Nervous," Paul automatically responded. "Sami was late and he was freaked she wasn't going to show."

"Well she's lucky she did," Sonny uttered moodily. "She's messed him up enough. He doesn't need her screwing him over again."

"Tell me about it," Paul sighed, relaxing back in his seat and putting his arm around the back of Sonny's chair. "How's the burn today?"

Scratching at the gauze absentmindedly Sonny quipped, "Itchy. Well, the skin on the outside is itchy the skin towards the middle still hurts like hell."

"I'm sorry," Paul rubbed the back of Sonny's neck with one large hand. "How long until it heals?"

"A few weeks," Sonny closed his eyes, enjoying the gentle massage. "It's not so bad."

"I still don't like that it happened," Paul whispered lowly. "I already have to worry about Will all the time I don't want to do the same with you."

"You don't need to," Sonny turned his head to look at Paul, "We're on the same team when it comes to worrying about Will though."

"Speaking of," Paul smiled at Sonny sadly, "Do you think the thing with T or Stefano is going to calm down?"

Blinking slowly, afraid to tell Paul what he knew, Sonny nodded, "I'm sure it is. I think we're just going to need to worry about EJ now."

"Yeah," Paul agreed with an annoyed shake of his head, "We just need to make sure Will knows who has his best interests at heart."

"And keep him away from Lucas," Sonny added, remembering that disaster, "If we can help it. I don't want him coming around and upsetting Will either."

"And Gabi," Paul grunted. "What the hell was she trying to do by telling us that crap about Will? Obviously we played right into her hand but she better not be planning anything with Will."

"I have no idea," Sonny closed his eyes, putting his head on Paul's shoulder. "Chad needs to tell her the truth before the whole thing gets out of hand again."

"Seriously," Paul pressed the side of his face against the top of Sonny's head. Enjoying the quiet moment Paul was almost reminded of his and Sonny's relationship from before. 'Except we weren't in a waiting room for our hot, younger boyfriend to get out of therapy.'

Will, hand in hand with Sami, smiled widely when he saw Sonny and Paul snuggled close together waiting for him. Feeling the familiar butterflies swirling around while watching them Will sighed, 'I really do love them.'

Looking at Will with a frown Sami shook her head, 'I will never understand these three.'

Dragging his mom over to his boyfriends Will stepped on Sonny's toe softly, "Hey."

Opening his eyes, having taken a little cat nap, Sonny yawned, "You're back. How was it?"

"Really good," Will confirmed with a bright smile. "Better than I thought anyway."

"Exactly," Sami nodded, "Hardly any yelling."

"That's good," Paul stated as he stood up and stretched his hands over his head.

Will, licking his lips when he saw hints of Paul's skin as his shirt lifted up, thought, 'I wonder if they'll believe I'm well enough tonight to have some fun.'

Elbowing her son, seeing where his eyes were locked, Sami, trying to keep an open mind, announced, "I'm going to go talk to the office manager about payments. So why don't you guys head out?"

Turning and hugging his mom again, this time holding her tightly against him, Will whispered in her ear, "Thank you, Mom."

"Of course," Sami smiled widely, "It's the least I can do. Besides I told you, I'm making a real effort now with you."

"Well I appreciate it," Will grinned pulling away and holding out a hand for both Sonny and Paul.

"I'll talk to you later," Sami waved at the three of them. Before they got to the door Sami called out, "Make sure you're taking care of him."

"That's the plan," Sonny responded. 'Anyway that we can.'

"Let me see if I got this right," Will sat on the couch, arms crossed and lips pursed, "We all three can finally be alone, together, all night and we're watching trashy TV movies?"

"I like those movies," Paul grumbled, tossing a large blanket across the three of them, turning the Hallmark Channel on the TV.

Putting a bowl of popcorn in Will's lap, settling down right up against him, Sonny sighed, "If you want to be completely rested to go out tomorrow night we're relaxing not spending the night having sex."

"I feel fine," Will complained loudly, "My nose isn't running and my head is normal."

"Well we would rather be safe than sorry," Paul butted in taking a handful of popcorn and shoving it in his mouth.

Contemplating taking off his clothes and seeing how long it would take for them to join him Will ending up just groaning and snuggling in between his boyfriends. 'Fine, but tomorrow night I'm going to drive them crazy.'

Author's note:

Well their relationship is a bit more defined now so that's a start. And Will and Sami managed a whole therapy session without screaming. That's progress!

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Next chapter W/P/S go clubbing with Neil/Brian woop woop.