Justin and JC had been sitting on the roof of the apartment building for the past hour. They hadn’t said much to each other, in fact, JC was shocked that he wasn’t pissed off after finding out Justin was going to be a father. They sat there, looking at the neighborhood that passed them by as if they were no matter to the world. Even though it was eleven o’clock at night kids could be heard playing basketball on the basketball court, that was fenced in next door. Cars drove by, honking every once in a while, cop
cars raced by when something had happened.

“I think we need to go inside Justin. It’s cold out here, and I don’t want you to get sick.” JC spoke, causing Justin to jump at his voice.

“I don’t want to go in there, I don’t want to see my mom. She brought me into this world, the way I am, and she doesn’t even know the way I really am. I’m going to be a father Josh, a father! I don’t want her to have my kid, Laura, she just can’t be pregnant, maybe it isn’t mine...” Justin said a few tears falling from his eyes.

JC took Justin in to a hug, he didn’t want his best friend crying, his lover crying. Things happen for reasons, that is how is was looking at it, now. Justin was supposed to get married to Laura in a month, for the group, to stop rumors that he was gay. Only they weren’t rumors, he was gay, he liked being that way, he loved being with JC.

“Tell her than, let her know, this has been the thing you’ve kept from her, you and I. Justin you’ve never kept things from her before, you told her when you first had sex, with a girl. You’ve told her everything, everything but about us.” JC sighed pulling Justin to his feet and towards the door.

"I don't want to go in there." Justin snapped pulling away from JC and turning, going back to where he had sat, before.

"Damn it Justin, get inside. I mean it, Justin, I don't want you sick and I'm not going in there by my self." JC glared as he grabbed Justin by the wrist and pulled him inside the dim lit building.

Justin struggled a for a few minutes until he gave up and let JC drag him down a flight of stairs and to the door. JC stopped and turned around to look at Justin for a few seconds. Justin licked his lips as he closed his eyes and opened them just as fast as he closed them. He lowed his face and let his lips touch JC's softly and briefly, he pulled away and looked at him for a few more seconds.

"Maybe Lynn's asleep, it is pretty late. I'll sleep on the couch..." JC trailed off as he turned the door knob and walked in the loft apartment.

Justin grabbed his hand tightly, which shocked JC more than ever. He thought for sure no physical contact since Lynn was there, not even as much as a hug, but the hand holding was a big step, even if Lynn was asleep. They didn't know if she was sitting on the couch, waiting for them to show back up. They had left a while ago, Justin running out yelling about not getting married, and JC running after him, worried he might do something stupid.

"You aren't sleeping on the couch, I don't care if it were the press in that living room, I wouldn't let you sleep on the damn couch." Justin said in a low whisper.

JC let Justin go in front of him and allowed him to pull him towards the bedroom door, they didn't even take notice to Lynn, who was sitting in the front room on a chair.

Lynn took notice to the way their fingers were linked together, the way Justin, her own son pulled JC across the room. She put down her vodka and sprite on the rocks and stood to her feet. She always had a feeling in her stomach, her heart and her mind that something was going on with the two. The feelings had started when *NSYNC started, before they got their record deal, Justin was the only one out of all the guys that called JC, Josh. When the others called him Josh, Justin would get pissed off and leave the room. The feelings had left a year later when he called her up crying, thinking she would be mad at him, afraid she would hate him, because he had slept with a girl, before he was married.

She wasn't mad, she didn't hate him, she was up set at him for what he did. She couldn't hate him, no matter what he did, he was a free soul, but at that moment she hated him. Not for who he was, but for lying to her. He had a child on the way, and was supposed to get married, then here she was, in the front room and watch as her son, and who she came to love as a son walk into a bedroom together, like they had done for many years before.

Lynn grabbed her drink and walked into the kitchen, flipping on a light, she dumped the liquid down the drain, the ice cubs made clinking sounds as they hit the inside of the sink. The sound rang through the place loudly. Lynn thought it was just in her ears until the creaking of boards were heard, and Justin's body was seen.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Justin asked, his voice was strong and worried. He knew that sound, even though he hadn't heard it since his mom and dad got divorced when he was 9-years-old. "You haven't drank since you married Paul, why are you drinking?" Justin snapped noticing the bottle of vodka on the counter behind his mother.

"I'm sorry to wake you up, I just have a drink every now and then." Lynn commented as she turned the tap water on and rinsed out her cup.

"You didn't wake me up, I've been up. Why aren't you sleeping? Why are you even here?" Justin asked trying to be calm, he really did want to spend these three days with JC, just the two of them.

"I've been up, I haven't gone to bed... I've been thinking, and to answer your question, I'm here for a convention for Just-In-Time Entertainment, I'll be gone in three days..." Lynn said looking down at her hands still holding on to the cup under the hot water.

Justin walked around the counter and grabbed the bottle of vodka, he eyed it before he twisted off the cap and took a long drink of it right out of the bottle. He put the cap back on and placed the bottle back on the counter. Just as he was going to talk, Lynn beat him to it.

"Justin, you know I'm happy that you are happy, with what you've done in your life, and the paths you've taken. Some times I'm a bit disappointed in you, but you always prove me wrong in the long run. If you are happy, than I'm happy." Lynn said her back to her son, she turned off the water and placed the cup in the sink. Lynn made her way to the stairs, so she could get to bed, Justin had yet said anything to her, he just watched as she walked away. Lynn turned around and looked at Justin still in the same place he had been since she left the kitchen. "Joshua is like a son to me, and I'm happy for both of you." Lynn smiled warmly as she walked into the bedroom and closed the door.

JC woke up the next morning, his arm reached out and felt for Justin, he came up with cold sheets and blankets. He sat up and looked around, his eyes landed on the clock, it was going on ten o'clock in the morning. JC slowly pulled the blankets off his body and walked to the door, he pulled it open, stuck his head out and looked around for signs of Lynn. When he saw only Justin sitting on the couch in the front room, he walked the rest of the way out of the bedroom and into the front room.

"When did you wake up?" JC yawned as he sat next to Justin and pulled the blanket around him.

"I've been up for an hour or so, I woke up when my mom left." Justin said looking at the TV, Q13 news was running an extra hour that morning.

JC watched Justin as he sat there, trying to not look at him. A smile formed on JC's lips, he slowly moved his hand towards Justin and ran it down his arm. Justin's eyes moved from the TV to JC's hand.

"Josh, don't..." Justin's voice was lower than a whisper.

"Don't what? You won't look at me, what did Lynn have to say to you?" JC asked removing his hand from Justin's arm and leaning his head back to look up.

Justin moved his eyes from JC's hands up his arms down his neck, and to his chin, his eyes slowly moved to look into JC's eyes. Not even thinking about it, Justin's tongue left his mouth and ran across his lips a smile formed on his face. Justin grabbed onto JC's arms and pulled tightly up againts him, where he placed his lips roughly against JC's in a short wet kiss.

"Well, I caught her drinking vodka, and she told me she drank every once in a while. She also told me she had been thinking and that she would only be here for three days, our three days alone." Justin stopped and looking JC over before he finished. "After a few more minutes and me with a few swigs of straight vodka she said that she was happy if I were happy, and that she was happy for the both of us." Justin said resting his head on top of JC's head.

"Wait, she said she was happy for the both of us, meaning..." JC was stopped by Justin's voice.

"Meaning, I haven't got a clue, she just said that you are like a son to her, and that she is happy for the both of us." Justin shrugged his shoulders keeping his arms around JC.

JC pulled away from Justin and looked at him, his mouth was hanging up in shock from what he heard.

"She knows." JC's voice was almost not hearable.

"Josh, what did you say? Breath or something, I don't think I'd be able to give you CPR with out trying to make out with you." Justin said sitting up a little and looking at JC, his mouth hanging open yet again.

"Justin, open your blind as a bat eyes. She knows about us, She... SHE KNOWS ABOUT US!" JC said jumping up almost tripping over the blanket.

JC laughed loudly as he looked at Justin who thought he was crazy. JC ran over to the couch and sat down next to Justin he pulled Justin into a tight hug, and kissed him lightly on the lips.

"You are so stupid, I can't believe you didn't catch on. I mean she always hinted to it when ever she could, but her being that blunt, and to YOUR face!" JC laughed even harder his head falling backwards letting the laugh just roll out of his mouth. "I mean sure, she wasn't sure in the past, we always tried to hide it from her but she knew, she always has known. Then having her show up here, and watch both of us get off the couch where we had been lying down kissing. Things clicked in her head, and she put the pieces together. I love your mom!" JC kissed Justin's lips harder than before.

"What are you on Josh?" Justin asked pulling away from JC and looking at him with concern in his eyes.

"God Justin, she... man, that night I stayed over she talked to me about you getting married. I could tell she knew just by how she looked at me and talked to me. She knew than that there was something going on. Think about it Justin, think hard, I know you have the power to think past the blonde hair die and curls." JC said licking his lips as he got up and jumped over the back of the couch.

He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a cup, he poured coffee into it than walked back into the front room. JC sat back down on the couch taking a long drink of the hot coffee, he then sat the cup on the end table and looked back up at Justin.

"She knows, do you think my father knows?" Justin asked his voice cracking a little, he had always been afraid of Randy.

"I don't think so, I don't know..." JC said his voice trailing off.

JC took Justin into a tight hug not wanting to let him go. JC hated Randy with all his heart, but only acted like he liked the guy, because he was Justin's father. Randy used to hit Lynn when Justin was younger, and than blame it on Justin. Sure he wasn't around when this was happening, but he still hated the man for it. He was happy that Lynn decided to take Justin and leave him for good.