"Just calm down," Sonny told Paul as they quickly headed towards The Spot. "We don't even know what's happening. I don't even think we should be doing this. Will's not going to appreciate us showing up and causing a scene."

"Brian told me earlier today he was going to show Will everything he's been missing being with us," Paul snarled, "And now Will's out dancing with guys. No, that's not happening."

"He's probably confused," Sonny said reasonably, "We didn't exactly explain very much to him now did we? And haven't you been in this position before? Running after Will and Neil?"

"I don't care," Paul argued, "We're going and getting him before something stupid happens."

"We didn't tell him what being on a break meant," Sonny pointed out trying to keep up with Paul. 'God you're annoying sometimes.'

"This is not turning into an episode of Friends," Paul insisted as they continued walking. "It's been a day and already this is happening. A fucking day."

"I thought he would be with his mom or sitting at home," Sonny agreed reluctantly, "I did not expect him to be out with his friends dancing."

"Ugh," Paul started walking faster. "This is ridiculous. And why the hell didn't we just drive?"

"You were the one who started running," Sonny rolled his eyes.

"Hey, Blondie," Brian, sitting on the ground, put his hand on Will's back, "Do you want me to call Sonny or Paul?"

Will started crying harder head between his legs, hyperventilating.

"OK, won't do that then," Brian said instantly. 'Alright what did I learn in school about this?'

"Hey," Neil kneeled in front of Will, "It's OK. Just take a few breaths. Nothing bad is going to happen."

"Y-yes it is," Will said around his sobs, chest beginning to ache, "They're gonna hate me."

"No they won't," Brian said in a low, soothing voice. "Now come on, deep breaths."

Will tried his hardest but he couldn't. He felt like he was never going to catch his breath again.

Brian grabbed both of Will's hands putting one on Will's stomach and one on Will's chest, "Alright now exhale. Feel that? OK now breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth. Keep doing that."

Will, listening to Brian, slowly started controlling his breathing, inhaling and exhaling slowly.

"OK," Brian tried to think of what he was supposed to do now. 'Something about questions.'

"Why do you think Sonny and Paul are going to hate you," Brian questioned softly once Will calmed down a bit.

"Because I kissed you," Will panted feeling his eyes well up again.

"You didn't actually kiss us though," Neil replied. He couldn't help but remember the night he took Will to The Spot on a date. 'He was drunk then too and I did everything I could to get him to kiss me. And tonight I wasn't even tempted.'

"Because I couldn't aim right," Will said voice a bit higher pitched than normal.

"Well fine then let's say they hate you, so what," Neil shrugged. "If you can forgive them for all the crap they've done to you but they can't get over this than you shouldn't be together."

"But, but they hate you and I tried," Will started crying loudly again. "They made me leave and they don't want me anymore."

"That's, you don't know that for sure," Brian tried to reassure Will, figuring that's what this was really about. He hated seeing him like this. 'And I'm really getting sick and tired of Sonny and Paul.'

Neil, scooting closer to Will, put his hand on Will's neck, smiling slightly when he sat up straight and turned to look at him, "The worst thing that could happen is you break up. And that's not what's happening right now. Right now it's just a fear. It's OK to be afraid right now but you aren't in any danger."

"You're just upset and there's nothing wrong with that. You're still too out of it for this. So I think we should get you up and home and we can talk about this in the morning," Brian suggested.

Sonny and Paul rounded the corner where the Italian restaurant was intent on marching towards The Spot. However they both inhaled sharply when they heard a familiar distraught voice.

Sharing similar panicked faces Sonny and Paul walked over to the small alcove and peaked inside. Shoving Neil and Brian aside Sonny and Paul dropped to their knees.

Suddenly seeing his boyfriends Will curled himself back into a ball. 'Oh god, oh god, oh god.'

After being shoved to the side Brian was less than pleased to see Will retreating back into his shell like a turtle, "Seriously? You two aren't helping any."

"Hey," Paul said ignoring Brian, touching the back of Will's head gently, stroking over his hair, "Come on baby, come here."

Will shook his head, refusing to look at Paul or Sonny. 'They're not supposed to be here. Brian said it wasn't happening now.'

"I don't think you should be here," Neil said in a loud voice attempting to get their attention. "Will doesn't need this right now."

"We just want to help," Sonny whispered, patting along Will's bowed back hoping to trick him into breathing in time with his touch, "Come on. It's OK. Whatever it is, it's fine." He really hoped this wasn't because of what Paul and Sonny did.

"No," Will choked out, words slightly slurred, "You're gonna hate me and you'll never forgive me. And I ruined everything."

"Come on he doesn't need to do this now, just wait until morning," Neil sighed knowing it was a lost cause now.

"What are you even talking about," Paul asked Will gently; "You're not making sense. You didn't do anything. Now come here," Paul reached his hands under Will's arms and tried to pull him closer.

"I did, I did and everyone was right about me," Will said hysterically jerking away from Paul and huddling near the wall. "I don't know what's wrong with me."

Sonny, glancing at Paul quickly, said, "Is this about you dancing with that guy? Because that's fine. It's fine you don't have to be upset."

"No," Will shook his head sadly. He didn't know how they knew about that but that was the least of his worries. Finally beginning to ease his breathing Will locked his arms around his knees. 'I should just get it over with,' Will thought sluggishly.

"I tried to kiss Brian and Neil," Will whispered bleakly afraid Sonny and Paul were never going to speak to him again.

"What," Paul asked voice completely devoid of emotion, face paling.

"We were walking and all I could think about was how you didn't want me anymore and you were gonna leave me," Will started rambling, "And that I was gonna see you together and I'd be alone and that everyone was going to feel sorry for me. And I-I tried to kiss them, both of them."

"How did you kiss them," Sonny demanded in a low voice. "Tell me everything."

Not really understanding the question Will blinked, finally lifting his face from his knees, "I don't know. I put my hands around Brian's neck. And he pulled away from me and I kinda kissed Neil.

"I just, I wanted someone to want me. That if I couldn't have you I could be with them," Will confessed sadly.

When neither Sonny nor Paul said anything Will burst into a fresh set of tears, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to. I didn't, I'm sorry. Please don't hate me. I didn't mean to."

Sonny shifted until he was sitting on his butt instead of his knees. He tried to focus. 'OK, he's obviously been drinking and he's upset. Just try not to freak out too terribly.'

Sonny cleared his throat, "Is that what you'd do? If Paul and I weren't around would you want to be with Neil and Brian?"

"No," Will shook his head, barely able to see out of his glasses they were so smeared with tears, "No. I don't want to be with them I was just confused."

"And drunk," Paul pointed out with a loud sigh. He hated the idea of Will touching anyone else, kissing anyone else. He wanted to strangle the guy in the picture for just dancing with Will. Knowing Will wanted to kiss Neil and Brian was a lot to handle.

"I didn't mean to," Will whispered again, curling back into himself. "I'm sorry."

"If it helps," Brian said from behind the trio. He didn't like that Paul and Sonny just suddenly showed up but he wasn't going to let Will deal with them alone, "When he was sober he didn't do anything like that."

"Yeah," Neil added from his spot on the floor, "The smoothie dude from the picture? Will only danced with him for one song before bolting to the bar."

"What the hell do you mean smoothie guy," Paul interrupted practically seething. 'I didn't even notice it was the smoothie guy.'

"And the bartender watched out for him all night," Brian informed them ignoring Paul, "He gave him some shots though. And we promise that we weren't going to do anything with him."

Neil held up his hands innocently, "We pushed him away. Honestly I think it was all just hitting him, you know. Everything that happened in the past few days."

"You pushed him away?," Sonny asked in disbelief. "Knowing your track record I somehow doubt that. What the hell did he mean when he said he kind of kissed you?"

"I did step away from him," Neil said imploringly, "He only got the side of my mouth when he tried. And don't talk to me about taking advantage of him when he's drunk."

"What would we even do with him when he's like this," Brian lifted his hand in Will's direction. "Hysterically crying over other guys isn't exactly a turn on."

Will, sniffling, wiped his eyes, "They pushed me away and said they weren't going to do anything with me."

"So the only reason you stopped was because of them," Paul asked in alarm. "Would you have been with them otherwise?"

"No," Will blinked, face pinched, "Well, no. I-I don't think so." He didn't want to lie to Paul but he wasn't sure what he would have done. Everything was just so confusing for him at the moment. "I just, I tried because that's what I thought they wanted. I wanted someone to kiss me and, and hold me and tell me they," Will looked back down at his knees, "Tell me they love me."

"So all the things we haven't been doing for you," Sonny shook his head. He was so incredibly upset at Will and his friends and Paul and himself. 'Nothing ever goes right does it?'

"I just, I wanted you," Will admitted, voice breaking slightly, "I needed you and you weren't there for me yesterday or today. Why weren't you there? Why wouldn't you be there?"

Paul put his hands on his forehead and rubbed, "We shouldn't do this while you're drunk. This isn't, we shouldn't have abandoned you. We know that. But that doesn't mean you go out and try to sleep with the first couple you come across."

"I didn't try to sleep with them," Will mumbled. "I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt you and I understand if you never want to see me again."

"God," Sonny rolled his eyes, "Shut up. You are the most melodramatic drunk I've ever met. We get it, you were upset and you wanted to kiss them. That doesn't mean we're breaking up. It doesn't mean we're happy about it either."

"And you're not allowed around alcohol anymore," Paul said sternly, crossing his arms, "You throw yourself at whoever is around you. Neil at that party. Neil at The Spot. Me after I took you home that night. And now tonight."

"Technically think that means he throws himself at Neil when he's drunk," Brian muttered under his breath. Holding his hands up innocently when Paul turned to glare at him. "Sorry."

"So," Will took off his glasses, blinking at them owlishly, "You don't hate me?"

"No, we don't hate you," Sonny sighed, "We're upset with you but I think you've forgiven us for bigger things."

"That, that shouldn't mean anything," Will looked between them eyes red rimmed and wet, "Just because I forgave you for something doesn't mean you should do the same for me."

"And we're not," Paul assured Will, reaching out and putting his hand on Will's knee, "It's just something else we need to work through."

"OK," Will nodded and bit his lip. "I'm still sorry."

"It's kind of nice to not be the ones who messed up for once," Sonny said teasingly wanting to see Will smile.

"What in the world is going on here," a voice asked from the side of them all.

Chad, looking at everyone sitting on the floor and Will's tear stained face, narrowed his eyes, "Who do I have to kill and make it look like an accident?"

"Me," Will admitted bluntly.

"Mmm," Chad hummed, a bit surprised, "Not gonna happen. Who else?"

"No one," Will told Chad, swaying slightly, "It's my fault."

"Are you drunk," Chad asked bending over and looking at Will's dilated eyes. "Who gave you alcohol after everyone told you not to have anymore?"

"Kyle," Will supplied, "It tasted like cake."

"Who the hell is Kyle," Paul asked Will pointedly.

"The bartender," Will said automatically, "He was nice to me."

"Oh he was nice to Will alright," Brian leered, "But at least he handed him back once he got him drunk."

"Why were you even at The Spot anyway," Sonny questioned not wanting to think about anyone hitting on Will. 'Or the fact that he made friends with the guy.'

"That's where Neil and Bri took me," Will answered automatically.

Lifting an eyebrow at the nickname Paul bit his tongue, 'Well deal with that when he's sober.' "And why did they take you there," Paul wanted to know if Brian told Will what he told him.

"To show me what life as a regular college student would be like," Will shrugged. "I danced with them. Then I danced with the smoothie guy once and sat at the bar rest of the night and talked about you."

"Uh huh," Sonny didn't know what to make of that. "And did you like it, your night out?"

"It didn't seem that different from what I would do with you," Will confessed, yawning, "I just had to turn guys down instead of you doing it for me."

"Unless it's Neil and Bri," Paul hissed through his teeth.

"Yeah," Will said head dropping down again eyes closing.

Chad immediately turned to glare at Neil.

"Don't look at me," Neil shook his head, "I didn't do anything this time."

"He wouldn't even let us grind on him," Brian said while mock pouting.

Chad snorted, 'Right.'

Sonny, watching Will's head begin to droop, said, "OK I think it's time to get him home."

Paul, Sonny, Chad, Neil and Brian all put a hand forward to help Will stand up. Will stared at all of them blankly, not sure what to do.

"What the hell do you think you're doing," Paul asked them with a huff, "He's not going home with you."

"Well he's not going home with you either," Neil insisted, "You kicked him out. And we had him calmed down and ready to leave until you showed up and freaked him out again."

"We did not," Sonny argued, "This whole thing has been a misunderstanding and we're going to fix it."

"All of you are wrong," Chad declared loudly, "He's going with me. I don't trust any of you."

"The mansion is too far and he'd fall asleep on his feet before you got there," Paul pointed out.

"Neil's dorm is closest," Brian stated clearly.

"Actually," Chad lifted a pair of house keys in the air, "I'm taking Will to our love shack."

"What the fuck does that mean," Paul crossed his arms and scowled.

"Well if you were around yesterday or today you would know," Chad lifted his nose in the air. "As his once future husband it is my duty to take him home."

"Stop saying that," Sonny growled, resisting the urge to stomp his foot, "That was complete crap and you know it."

"If I knew the perks I was going to get I would have said yes," Chad said only half serious. Chad grabbed Will's hands and helped him stand up, "So I'm taking Will and we're gonna leave."

"Why is he going with you," Brian asked not sure they actually covered that or not.

"Because I'm the only one he's never hit on," Chad smiled, "Therefore I'm the best option."

"Don't I get a say in this," Will asked sleepily.

"No," Chad shook his head, "Unless you want me to call EJ and make him come get you. And explain to him and your mom why you're drunk right now."

"OK, let's go," Will answered. "Oh wait." He turned to face Neil and Brian first, "I'm sorry I kissed you and made things even weirder in our friendship."

"Eh," Brian shrugged before saying jokingly, "The point two seconds I saw you kissing Neil will be locked in my brain forever."

Neil nudged Brian, half amused and half exasperated with him before telling Will, "It's OK. We get it. Send me a message tomorrow."

Brian and Neil nodded to everyone else before walking off.

Will took a deep breath before looking at Paul and Sonny's faces while biting his lip. Shuffling his feet slightly Will said, "I'm still really sorry."

"We know," Sonny responded before pulling Will into a hug. He closed his eyes and exhaled, enjoying the familiar sensation of Will in his arms.

Paul, stepping behind Will and cocooning him between Sonny and himself, kissed the top of Will's head. "Can you maybe not talk to them until you talk to us," Paul requested nervously, "Please."

"I will," Will shook his head, "I mean I won't. I won't talk to them until I talk to you. I promise I didn't mean to make everything worse."

"At least you told us," Sonny sighed, squeezing Will tightly before letting go. He wanted to kiss Will but he wasn't sure if he should. 'We're still technically on a break. I don't want to confuse him anymore.'

"Right away too," Paul kissed Will's hair one more time, "That's better than we usually do."

"And you'll talk to me tomorrow," Will asked anxiously, "Like really talk to me? Not like the past few days?"

"Yes," Sonny nodded with a tiny smile. "Whenever you want to meet us we'll be there."

"Good," Will licked his lips and smiled shyly.

Chad rolled his eyes, "Let's get a move on it." 'Will better not go back to them until they work all their shit out.'

Neil and Brian walked into Neil's dorm quietly. Neil took off his jacket and said, "That was exhausting. An upset Will I can handle it's the other ones that are the problem."

"It would have been fine if it was just the three of us," Brian agreed. He didn't really know what to make of the evening. 'It definitely didn't turn out the way I wanted.' He figured at some point in the night Will would freak out but he didn't expect it to be like that. "I hope Will is able to get his head on straight," Neil commented lightly.

Neil sat down on his bed gingerly watching Brian carefully, "I'm sorry that it took me longer than you to pull away from him."

Brian sat next to Neil and shrugged, "It's alright. I get it. Lingering feelings and everything. It's not like anything happened anyway."

"Yes," Neil said, "But also no. I mean maybe Will's always going to be a question for me. A big what-if but I think now I know that's all he is. Don't get me wrong I'm glad he's my friend and I care about him but I don't want to be with him like that anymore."

Brian smiled to himself, feeling ridiculously pleased, "Is that so?"

"Yeah," Neil smiled back at Brian. "I'm kind of hung up on somebody else anyway."

"Anyone I know," Brian teased as he started lying down on the bed, pulling Neil with him.

"Probably not," Neil whispered, "He's kind of a smug pain the ass but at least he's hot."

"Stop talking," Brian huffed before kissing Neil.

Sonny shut the door behind him loudly and locked it. Ripping off his jacket and tossing it near the closet he started pacing.

Paul glowered at the floor and crossed his arms, "Seriously, it was one day."

"I know," Sonny acknowledged. "And I know that he was drunk and confused and, and hurting but god. He knows we don't like those two."

Paul exhaled loudly through his nose, "That probably helped him along. He knows we hate them. We upset him so he did something that was going to upset us."

"I don't think Will would do that," Sonny said but he wasn't certain. "Especially not while he was drunk he doesn't think that clearly."

"Who's his mom again," Paul pointed out. "And that's another fucking mess to add to our problems. Will's never seen a functional relationship before. All he's ever seen is people lying and scheming and cheating on each other."

Sonny stopped pacing and crossed his arms as well, "Then there's all the crap we've put him through. God, no wonder he feels like he needs direction all the damn time. He has no idea what to do."

Paul bit his lip before closing his eyes, "I don't want Will to be around Neil and Brian anymore."

Sonny sighed before nodding, "I know what you mean."

"Maybe Will didn't mean to kiss them maybe he did," Paul took up Sonny's pacing, "All I know is that Will tried to kiss them," Paul snarled, "And I don't want him to see them anymore."

Sonny nodded, "He can find friends that aren't them."

"As long as no one kills them or they sell him out," Paul couldn't help from saying.

Sonny glared at Paul, "Oh shut up."

"And what the hell was Chad going on about a love shack," Paul kept going.

"Apparently we missed a lot," Sonny sighed before closing his eyes.

Paul started slouching, "I don't like Will kissing anyone else."

"Me either," Sonny agreed. "I just, as annoyed as I am about that though, it doesn't change how I feel about him."

"Me either," Paul replied. "I still love him even though he's a pain in the butt with no concept of boundaries."

"We just really need to sit down and talk about everything that's been on our minds," Sonny decided resolutely. "All three of us this time."

"Hopefully tomorrow," Paul nodded. Glancing at the time on the microwave Paul groaned, "Fuck I need to get to bed. There's an early practice tomorrow."

"Yeah I'm opening tomorrow," Sonny said as they both walked to the bathroom to get ready for bed.

"It's bigger than I thought," Will mumbled as they walked up the path to the house he and Chad now owned.

"It looks like it came out of a magazine," Chad commented. "I hope he didn't expect us to pay a gardener for the rest of our lives. Hopefully he took care of that crap."

Watching Chad unlock the door Will couldn't help but sweep his eyes across the front yard, "I've never seen grass that green before."

"Should I carry you over the threshold or something? Just for fun," Chad asked in a light voice before putting his hand on Will's shoulder and guiding him inside.

"That's a lot of furniture," Will stated around a large yawn. "I'm kind of afraid to look around now. Who knows what else your father left here. I feel like something is going to get us in our sleep."

Chad grabbed Will's wrist and started walking around the first floor, assuming there might be a bedroom for Will down here. He already assumed there would be furniture. He knew his father would have literally everything planned out to the last detail, "Is it strange that even though we saw my father be cremated I still keep thinking I'm going to see him?"

"Probably not," Will nodded carefully, following after Chad, "Your father was kind of known for playing dead, right?"

"EJ said right before they put his, um, remains in the casket before the ceremony he made the funeral people do a DNA test to be sure," Chad confided in Will.

"That was a good idea. EJ's so smart sometimes. The rest of the time he's an idiot who makes me want to shoot him again," Will responded mutinously.

Chad dismissed Will's comments as drunken rambling. Walking down a long hallway with a door at the end Chad immediately pushed it open and frowned. "Well it's a bedroom alright," he said feeling uncomfortable, "Ours by the looks of it."

It was a large master bedroom with expensive looking furniture and a large bed. What bothered Chad the most however was a framed picture of the two of them. 'Isn't that the picture they used in the article after they updated it,' Chad thought feeling disturbed looking at a picture of him kissing the top of Will's head.

"Why does it say Chad and William, December 24, 2012," Will asked completely lost.

"I'll tell you in the morning," Chad said feeling slightly nauseous. 'Did he really think we were going to get married on Christmas Eve? What the hell else did he have already planned?'

Will nodded, "Is it safe to sleep in that thing?" Will was pointing at the large bed with the fancy looking bedding.

"I'd say so yes," Chad confirmed as he pulled back the comforter just to be sure. After making sure Will was situated Chad was going to go around the house and investigate any other clues he might find.

"Chad," Will asked from where he was snuggled under the silky sheets and overly fluffy blanket, "I don't want to be in here alone. It's creepy."

"Fine," Chad rolled his eyes and kicked off his shoes, "We're having a slumber party. But you stay on your side of the bed."

"Do you think everything will work out between Sonny, Paul and me," Will asked a few minutes later.

"Yeah probably," Chad sighed finding this whole conversation odd while he was lying in a bed with Will. "I just don't want you going right back to them OK. They need to work hard for you. You're not their doormat. Got it? Will?"

Chad looked over and found Will fast asleep. Smiling slightly Chad took off Will's glasses and reached over him to put them on the side table.

Will groaned as he dragged his feet into the overly bright kitchen and put his head on the nice cold countertop. His first class had finished fifteen minutes ago and he was in no hurry to go to any of his others. 'Screw it, I'm not going.'

"You're kind of scary in the morning," Chad said as he watched Will from across the kitchen. "We have a totally awesome coffee, espresso machine thing by the way."

Will grunted in response.

"Fine, I'll make you one," Chad rolled his eyes. "I should probably just make you breakfast anyway. Oh and there's food here how weird is that?"

A half hour later Will was awake and much more alert. He finally began taking in the massive kitchen. 'I don't even know what half of these things are,' he thought as he looked at the confusing appliances.

Scratching at his elbow Will winced when he saw his bracelet. 'Ugh I really hope I didn't make things that much worse. No don't think about that. You aren't going to obsess over Sonny and Paul all day.'

"So, how's the head," Chad asked as he put the heavy porcelain dishes in the massive sink, startling Will out of his thoughts.

"Not so bad now that I've eaten," Will decided. He felt tired and his head was a bit sore but it definitely wasn't because of his contusion. 'That's definitely a hangover headache.'

"You up to go exploring the rest of the house," Chad wondered with a smile, rubbing his hands together, "I bet we'll find some idea as to what Father was up to."

"Yeah," Will responded standing up. 'Anything to get my mind off of Paul and Sonny.'

They didn't find anything too interesting in the large front room besides a gigantic TV mounted to the wall and just about every video game system on the market. There wasn't anything in the bathroom either besides soap and cleaning supplies.

Heading up the stairs they stopped in front of the first door they found, "OK what do we think is going to be in here? Cryogenic chamber? Shrine to my father," Chad questioned.

"Portal to another dimension," Will suggest with a shrug. "Hopefully just a bed though."

Chad pushed open the door and frowned, "What the hell is this?"

Will stepped inside and circled around the room feeling creeped out. "A crib, toys, changing table and a rocker," Will mumbled, "Something tells me he wanted a grandchild."

Chad picked up a teddy bear and stared uncomprehendingly at the name stitched across its shirt, "It says Santo."

"That's your grandfather's name," Will said as he walked over to Chad. "I guess he was hoping for a boy." Spotting a closet door Will ripped it open, really really hoping there wasn't anything worse in there. Sighing when he just saw clothes on hangers Will closed it shut.

"What is this even all about," Will asked completely confused. "Why would he put this here?"

"I get the feeling we weren't supposed to know about this place for a while," Chad said blankly.

As they walked out of the room and closed the door Will couldn't help but ask, "Do you think he wanted us to adopt or what?"

"I don't know," Chad shook his head. Being around all those baby things just reminded him of his daughter Grace.

Will, seeing the desolate look on Chad's face seeming to know what was running through his head, put his hand on Chad's back, "It's OK you know. You can talk to me about her. I thought she was my sister remember?"

Chad put his long, gangly arm around Will's shoulders, "I know little buddy. I know." Wanting to lighten the mood he commented, "Maybe my father wanted you to have my baby? Do a little genetic experimentation."

"Ha," Will fake laughed, "Why do you assume I would be the one to have a baby? I think you look more than capable."

"Yeah sorry no one's buying that kiddo," Chad said patting Will on the shoulder. Stopping in front of the next door Chad held his breath as he pushed it open, "Oh thank goodness."

"A gym," Will said in surprise as he moved away from Chad. There were a few treadmills and elliptical machines plus weight benches and even a yoga mat and exercise ball. "This is actually nice."

"It's definitely the best room we've seen so far," Chad agreed. "Nothing sinister here."

"Unless it's some sort of hint about not getting fat," Will shrugged as they walked out. The next room was a bathroom. The last room was at the very end of the hall.

Will opened the door and paused, sucking in his cheeks, "An office."

"What do you want to bet something awful is hiding in here," Chad asked in a dull voice. "Might as well start looking."

Will started opening drawers in the desk while Chad pulled out some books on the bookshelves and began leafing through the pages to see if there was anything hidden.

Will only found a few expensive fountain pens and pads of paper in the first drawer. The second drawer was empty. He yanked on the bottom drawer but couldn't open it. Trying to pull harder Will bit his lip when it wouldn't budge. Taking a closer look he saw a keyhole.

"Chad," Will called, "We need to find a key."

"Why," Chad asked putting another book back on the shelf.

"The bottom drawer's locked," Will explained. "What do you think is in here?"

"If he locked it it must be something important," Chad answered moving over to Will. He kneeled on the floor and tried to see if he could rip it open.

Giving Chad an unimpressed look Will said, "I already tried that."

"Well I'm stronger than you," Chad said, "Obviously."

"No you're not," Will argued before they both grabbed part of the handle and pulled.

"We need to find that key," Chad said firmly. "Or call a locksmith."

"I wonder if there's anything in his office at the mansion," Will wondered out loud.

Checking his watch Chad said, "You'll have to find that out for yourself. I need to get going."

"Don't leave me here," Will said following quickly after Chad. "This place is creepy."

Chad rushed down the stairs and back into the bedroom for his shoes, "We really need to figure out what to do about this place."

"It's weird and I don't like it," Will decided. Out of curiosity Will opened the closet door and sighed, "There's a million outfits in here Chad."

"Wait really," Chad asked as he walked into the overly spacious closet. One side had what were clearly supposed to be Chad's things while the other housed Will's. "Well then."

Will touched a pair of jeans hanging up and frowned when he saw they were exactly his size. "What is this about," Will took a step away.

"I don't know," Chad shook his head. "Do you want to leave with me or stay here?"

"I wanna leave," Will replied instantly. "Let's go."

"You need to fix your stance," Paul suggested, "You keep tilting." Paul watched as the pitcher he was working with followed his directions, "See that was way better."

"Thanks," the guy responded, lifting his shoulders up and down a few times.

"OK now do it again," Paul ordered. This was one of the guys he thought had potential. His arm wasn't fantastic but with a little more dedication he could be really good. "Now you're getting it," Paul stated with a smile before clapping the guy on the back and walking away.

Paul spotted Jesse walking out of the dugout and headed in his direction. "Hey," Paul greeted taking off his baseball cap and scratching the top of his head.

"How was your holiday? In-laws as bad as you thought," Jesse questioned with a slight smirk.

"You could say that yeah," Paul muttered, "Anything that could go wrong this weekend went wrong."

"That's rough," Jesse said before taking a look at his team practicing. "Well, they already look better than they did last week," he commented sounding extremely pleased.

"That's because they are better," Paul assured. "Now imagine what they could really look like in a few weeks."

Jesse and Paul sat across from each other eating their lunch. Paul didn't really know what possessed him to open up to the man but he found himself talking up a storm about his situation.

"So now you're worried this Will kid might be having second thoughts about you and Sonny," Jesse asked, hoping he got the names right. "No offense, Paul, but do you blame him?"

Paul, bottom lip sucked into his mouth, shrugged while he pushed his salad around the bowl, "What do you mean?"

"As a totally neutral party," Jesse said, putting his sandwich down, "From what I can tell you and your boyfriend told that Will kid you wanted him for the rest of his life. Then, out of no where, you decide you're not sure and you need time away from him. That's got to be confusing for the guy, right?"

"I know," Paul shook his head sadly, "I know it is. And that's what I mean. Why would we make all those promises if it took just a few talks with some family members to make us doubt it?"

"I don't know how these types of relationships work," Jesse said, "I mean, I don't need to either, that's your business. But I think it comes down to this: either you want to be with the two of them or you don't."

"I know I do," Paul insisted, "That's not the thing I'm worried about."

"Well if you know that then that's all you need," Jesse shrugged. "If you love them you'll find a way to make it work."

"It's not that simple," Paul shook his head.

"Yes it is," Jesse said, picking up his sandwich again, "You either love them and want it to work or you love them and give up.

"You just have to decide which is worth it in the end," Jesse told Paul with a smile before taking a large bite out of his sandwich.

"So," Sonny said as Chad walked behind the counter.

"So what," Chad asked blankly. He was still upset with Sonny and Paul for jerking Will around again, 'Especially after I specifically told them not to.'

"So how is Will," Sonny asked expectantly. "Is he alright?"

"When I walked him to the mansion he seemed fine," Chad told Sonny, deciding he could at least admit that, 'Even though we're both a bit traumatized by what we found in our house. What it might actually mean.'

"OK, that's good. That's really good," Sonny said under his breath. 'Thank god.' "And did he seem really upset about last night," Sonny wondered.

"Nope," Chad said truthfully. "It didn't seem to be bothering him at all."

"Oh," Sonny replied not sure what to make of that. 'That doesn't sound like the Will I know.'

"Um, Chad," Sonny cleared his throat, changing the subject, "I got some more paperwork on the second location today if you want to look at it."

"Yeah sure," Chad made sure everything was being handled up front before they walked to the office. "So what do you have," Chad asked.

"I had my dad look into a few things," Sonny admitted, "And he said everything looks really cut and dry. We get the property. They get the money. It should be pretty simple."

"There's something I don't really understand," Chad shook his head as he picked up the papers Sonny put in front of him. "Why are these people basically just giving us their business? I mean, the building alone has to cost more than what they're asking. Owning a coffee shop isn't that lucrative. If they're retiring than wouldn't they try to get as much out of us as they can?"

"I never really thought about that," Sonny said, sitting back in his chair and frowning.

"It just seems kind of strange right," Chad replied. "I mean maybe it's the DiMera in me being suspicious but it seems odd."

"I asked my dad and he said it seemed legit," Sonny answered. "I trust him to look out for me."

"Alright," Chad nodded, 'Maybe I should have EJ take a look.' "I guess that's OK then. Should we schedule a meeting with our financial guy for tomorrow? See about getting our money all set."

"I think so," Sonny agreed. "So I guess this means we're really doing this."

"Yep," Chad mused, "Unless I go to the meeting tomorrow and you change your mind after you promised me you were certain."

"Chad," Sonny said warningly, "Don't start right now. I know. I know it was messed up. We should have handled everything better. We should handle Will better."

"You should," Chad confirmed. Searching Sonny's face Chad narrowed his eyes, "I have to ask this so don't get pissed." Waiting to see Sonny nod Chad continued, "Is this whole thing, your relationship with Will, was it all just to keep Paul?"

"What," Sonny wrinkled his face, confused.

"Paul wanted Will, was going after Will," Chad stated, "Did you go along with it because you wanted Will or because you wanted to keep Paul?"

"I wanted to be with Will," Sonny firmly replied. "It wasn't my idea to be with him, to include him in our relationship, but I wanted him. It had nothing to do with keeping Paul happy."

"Good," Chad sighed, "I was just afraid you weren't doing this for the right reasons." Rubbing his forehead Chad admitted half-heartedly, "And you're my friend and I care about you in all of this too. But Will's my family now so don't think I'm gonna let you just string him along."

"That's not going to happen," Sonny assured Chad. "Paul and I are going to talk with him again tonight I think. Start hashing things out."

"After a day," Chad asked judgmentally.

"It's just the start," Sonny rolled his eyes, "We're going to just make sure he understands where we're coming from. That we still love him. I don't want there to be anymore misunderstandings."

"Good," Chad smiled slightly. "Ugh I don't like saying this but I can't really picture you three apart."

"Even though you tried to break us up several times," Sonny asked with a raised brow slightly amused.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Chad stood up and shoved Sonny teasingly.

Will walked into the mansion hoping his mother wasn't there. 'Don't want to deal with her when she finds out I ditched today.' Will couldn't help but think about how his mother didn't start caring what he was doing with his life until he was already an adult, 'Only in this family.'

Searching around for EJ, surprised when he wasn't in his office or Stefano's Will started looking elsewhere. Running out of spots downstairs Will walked up the stairs and stopped when he heard some strange noises coming from his room.

'Oh my god,' Will thought immediately alarmed and assuming the worst. 'Oh my god EJ's not here and there's someone in my room.' Cursing himself for leaving his phone downstairs with his keys near the front room Will didn't know if he should make a break for it or not.

Spotting a decorative vase Will lifted it up defensively and pushed open the door to his room. Will sighed in relief when he saw EJ, "Holy fuck you scared the hell out of me."

EJ, turning around and seeing William holding a vase with his face a pale white, asked, "What did you think was happening? And don't use that language. It's beneath you."

"No it's not," Will automatically replied. Turning on his heel to put the vase back where he found it, feeling a bit shaky. After a few deep breaths to steady himself Will walked in his room and looked around in surprise. "What's happening here," Will wondered.

"Well," EJ said in a quiet voice, feeling a bit reluctant to admit the truth, "I couldn't sleep this morning. I was thinking about everything. And I realized that too much has happened to you in this mansion and in this room. So I decided to redecorate."

"Oh," Will blinked, chewing on his bottom lip, "Thanks I guess. Where did all of the furniture come from?"

"I called a place and had it delivered," EJ responded easily. "Do you like it? I probably should have let you pick it out."

"I do yeah," Will nodded. "It suits me better than the stuff from before."

"Good," EJ smiled feeling pleased. "This way your mind will think you're in a new location when you really won't be. I already caught your mother looking at decorating magazines so I'm sure the whole mansion will get a makeover."

"You know I'm not going to be here forever right," Will asked knowing EJ probably didn't care.

"Semantics," EJ dismissed before turning back to painting.

Walking over to EJ Will picked up a stray paint roller, lifted up his sleeves and started helping to paint, "So I guess you and I need to talk, huh?"

"Yeah," EJ wasn't looking forward to this. "We really do."

Author's note:

Please review and let me know what you thought. What else do you think Stefano had planned for Will and Chad?

Also I've gotten some pretty strong feedback on what Sonny and Paul need to do to fix things with Will. Just know that I'm taking everything I get told into consideration.

Thanks for reading!

Up next: Will talks with EJ as well as Sonny and Paul and leaves all three a bit surprised.