Justin jumped off of JC when they heard the clearing of a throat. They both sighed with relief when they saw it was only Lance.

“Go away Lance. We’re busy.” Justin said, crawling back on top of JC and kissing his neck.

JC chuckled before pulling Justin’s face back up to his and kissing his lips lightly. “Stop it Justin. I don’t think Lance came in just to watch you molest me.” He said, sitting up but still keeping Justin in his arms.

“Uh no, sorry Justin. Let me know next time you wanna put on a show and I’m there. Right now though if everything’s ok, you guys need to get out here. Johnny’s here and we need to tell him about your little problem JC.” Lance said, wincing when he realized that calling it a problem was probably not the right thing to say.

JC pulled Justin closer and wrapped him tighter in his arms when Justin’s body stiffened at Lance’s slip. “Great, that’s all we need right now. I’m sure Joey will have plenty to say on this.” JC groaned.

“Joey can fuck off! If he even mentions getting rid of or giving the baby away again I won’t be held responsible for what I do.” Justin warned, climbing to his feet and pulling JC up with him.

“Shit, this should be fun.” Lance muttered, turning to lead the way out of the kitchen.

~*~

“Jesus, why couldn’t you just be a drug addict or a drunk? I could work with that, but pregnant I have no fucking clue. PR is going to be shitting bricks.” Johnny said, shaking his head and then pinching the bridge of his nose between his thumb and index finger.

JC played with the hem of his shirt and kept his eyes on the carpeted floor. “It’s not like I did it on purpose.” He mumbled.

“Joey, I’d ask how you could be so irresponsible but obviously in this situation I can’t.” Johnny said, shaking his head once again.

Joey stood and began pacing the room angrily. “You can’t blame me anyway. I’m not the one that did it!” He said, kicking the coffee table out of his way.

“Knock it off Joey.” Justin said, moving a little closer to JC on the sofa.

“Fuck you Justin. What would you do if Brit ended up pregnant and it wasn’t yours?” Joey demanded, standing in front of Justin with clenched fists.

Justin stood up, shoving Joey away from him. “What would I do? I’d congratulate you!”

“Shit.” Lance said, rubbing his temples.

“Just what the fuck is that supposed to mean?” Joey growled, advancing on Justin.

“Joey back off. Justin sit down. Both of you shut up until I say otherwise.” Johnny ordered, and then turned to JC. “Now, tell me who’s to blame for this.”

JC looked at the floor and nervously rubbed his hand over the small bulge under his shirt. “I am.” He said, afraid to look up.

“Ok, yeah I guess you are partially to blame but I wanna know who the other guilty party is.” Johnny said, moving to stand directly in front of JC.

JC looked up at Johnny defiantly. “What does it matter?”

“It matters, because I need to know if it’s somebody that’s going to be leaking this to the press. I have to be prepared.” Johnny informed JC, tapping his foot impatiently.

JC shook his head and looked back down at the carpet. “He won’t. I can promise you that.”

“How can you promise that? Are you still seeing him?” Johnny asked, holding his hand up for silence as Joey began to open his mouth.

“No. I was never really seeing him. It was just a one-night thing.” JC said, feeling Justin tense beside him.

Johnny sighed. “Once again. How can you be sure he won’t run to the press with this?”

“Because he has as much to lose as I do if it were to come out.” JC said, twisting his fingers in his lap.

Johnny sat on the coffee table in front of JC. “So it’s somebody in the business?” He asked, grabbing JC’s hands to stop his fidgeting.

JC nodded, not looking up when Johnny sighed again.

“Are you close to this person?” Johnny asked, once he realized JC wasn’t going to volunteer any information.

JC nodded.

“When was the last time you talked to this person?” Johnny queried, squeezing JC’s hands in his own.

“Today.” JC said, his legs beginning to bounce with nervous tension.

Johnny released JC’s hands and pressed his own onto JC’s knees to stop the bouncing. “So then this person knows about your condition?” He asked, willing JC to look at him.

JC’s eyes locked on Johnny’s hands covering his knees. “Yes, he knows.”

“And how does he feel about it?” Johnny asked, speaking quietly in hopes of calming JC.

“That’s enough. Just leave him alone. Isn’t it enough that you don’t have to worry about it being leaked?” Justin asked, placing a hand on the small of JC’s back and stroking in calming circles.

Johnny sat back abruptly and lost his balance, nearly falling backward off the coffee table. “It’s you isn’t it? You did this didn’t you?” He stuttered, pointing accusingly at Justin.

After Johnny’s accusation Joey began laughing hysterically. “That’s the funniest thing I’ve ever heard. Oh fuck, yeah right. Like Justin could get it up for JC’s skinny ass. He doesn’t even get it up for Brit.” Joey said, laughing while tears streamed down his face.

Justin leapt off the couch and cleared the coffee table in one leap. He landed on Joey and his hands wrapped around his throat.

“Shut your filthy fucking mouth. The only thing that has ever been wrong with JC is that he chose to stay with you so long.” Justin snarled, his hands tightening around Joey’s throat.

Lance and Chris tried pulling Justin’s hands from around Joey’s neck. Justin shrugged them off and watched Joey’s face turn colors.

“Justin let him go. You’re gonna kill him. Come on just let go.” JC said, rubbing Justin’s back and talking quietly.

Justin’s hands immediately released Joey. Joey gasped for air, as Justin allowed JC to pull him up.

Johnny watched JC whispering to Justin and touching him. His eyes narrowed when Justin’s hand came up to touch JC’s cheek lightly, as JC continued to talk quietly to him.

Joey stood once his breathing had returned to normal. “His friendship is not worth ruining the group. He’s a whore and we all know it. The reason he won’t name the person that did this is either because he doesn’t know who it is, or they want nothing to do with his whoring ass or the little bastard he’s got in him.” Joey spat, looking contemptuously at JC over Justin’s shoulder.

“Shut the fuck up. I’ve had it. You wanna know the fucking truth. It was me. It’s mine. I didn’t want anyone to know because I didn’t want to hurt our friendship or the group, but obviously that doesn’t matter to you. So see Joey, you were wrong. It is somebody that loves JC very much and does want him and the baby.” Justin shouted, turning and pulling JC into his arms.

JC buried his face in Justin’s neck; afraid of the rage he was sure was brewing in Joey.

Everyone looked on in shock as Joey began laughing. “God Justin, you take friendship too far. He doesn’t deserve that kind of loyalty. Why would you want to saddle yourself with something like that?” Joey asked, still laughing uproariously.

The other four members of Nsync and Johnny looked at Joey in disbelief. They couldn’t believe that he’d just been told the truth and he wouldn’t accept it. Britney twisted her hair around her finger and looked on in confusion.