He tries to remember Vic as he was -- teasing and happy -- but the images that dance across his eyelids are of a leering monster in a death mask and he ends up clutching the sheets and staring wide-eyed at the ceiling and counting the minutes until he hears the rasping slide of the door.

When Brian slips into bed, Justin says nothing, just crawls over his body and listens to the rapid thrum of his heartbeat.