Suddenly contrite, Brian reached out and grabbed Curt, enfolding him in his arms. "I'm sorry," he whispered against Curt's ear, and he could swear he heard Curt release the breath he hadn't known he'd been holding.

"It's okay, man," Curt replied hoarsely.

But it wasn't. It might never be okay again.


Damn, you know this is coming, but it still hits like a ton of bricks. *SIGH* My only consolation is that I know you'll give them the treatment they deserve at the end, instead of leaving them in misery like Todd did. :-P

Get it over with. His life. This was his fucking life. Brian stumbled out of the room and leaned against the wall.

Meanwhile, Jerry carefully packed up his papers and smiled to himself. He loved it when a plan came together.


Grrr.. fucking Jerry...

- Mali

'Just fear me. Love me. Do as I say, and I will be your slave...'
- David Bowie