****A Couple Days Later at the Timberlake/Harless House****

"So…Today's the day? We finally get to meet this Lance person." Chris grumbles.

"That's all well and good but why'd we have to meet him so early in the damn morning?" Joey groans.

"Damn guys…"

"JUSTIN!"

"Sorry mom. Guys, will you all stop whining? He's coming in this early in the morning cuz it was the only flight Johnny could book for him on such late notice."

"Well, I still don't understand why he had to rush Lance in. He was supposed to come in in a couple of weeks anyway. What was the big rush to get him here earlier?" Joey asked.

"I don't know." Justin answered.

"What do you think Jayce? You got any clue?"

"No. I don't Joe." JC huffed, the blue in his eyes turning to ice. "Why do you always think I know everything? I don't have any more information than you do. Shit, they're here. Everybody get ready. Would you all stop staring at me? Lynn? What's wrong?"

"JC, son. What is going on with your eyes? I swear they were just glowing."

"Mom, relax. There is nothing wrong with JC. His eyes just do that when he gets mad or upset."

Lynn looks at JC and smiles, "Ok Justin. If you say so. So how do you know they're here? Nobody has arrived yet?"

As Lynn makes that last comment a car pulls into the driveway.

"How did you know?" Lynn stammers.

"Cool, JC. How'd you do that?"

"Do what? Ya'll are crazy. I heard the car."

Lynn smiles and walks to the door. (Sure, you just keep telling yourself that son.) She opens the door to find Johnny, Lance and Diane. "Welcome, please come in."

The minute Lance walked in the room there was a shift in the energy. All eyes turn to the new comer.

"Hi, I'm Diane and this…" She pats Lance's shoulder, "Is James."

"Lance, please call me Lance."

"Hi Lance." Justin starts. "I'm Justin."

"I'm Joey." Waves.

"I'm JC." Warm smile and a kick to Chris.

"Sorry, I'm Chris." (Damn, he's cute. Too bad he's so damn young.)

Lance followed the names by meeting each man's eyes. When he gets to Chris he feels a strange jolt go through him. (Damn, what the hell was that?)

"Ok, now we can get this show on the road." Joey states rubbing his hands together. "We gotta get to work cuz we gotta take Lance here into the rehearsals this afternoon."

"Don't you boys even want to hear him sing?" Diane asks.

"Um…Yeah… I guess." Justin stammers. "What do you think Jayce?"

JC rolls his eyes, "Will you all stop asking me what I think all the time? For crying out loud. It's not like I can see into the future or anything. Fine, what do I think? I think Lance is in but I still think his mom is right. We should hear him sing, but he should also listen to us first to see what he thinks. So he can figure out what range he might fit in at."

"Jayce? Have you heard him? He's a bass. There's only one place he can fit." Chris blurts.

JC raises an eyebrow in challenge to Chris. "Just sing Chris. Don't talk, just sing."