Note: This story was written for Joie Lee and the Nslashfic crew. I hope you all enjoy it.
Dedication: This story is dedicated to Sarah(girlwhowantedjc), I hope you get well soon girl and my prayers are with you.

Wow, they're fighting again. How can they keep this relationship going? All they ever do is fight. She yells at him so much. Why the hell does he put up with it? He's so sweet, talented, kind, loving, God, I could go on forever. I'm so pathetic. Any way, how can he stand being with her all the time?

"Damn. Why the hell does he put up with her yelling at him all the time?" Justin asks.

" I don't know man. They've been together so long that sometimes I think they stay together because it's safe. You know?" Lance comments.

"Yeah, but why does he let her yell at him like that? It's so embarrassing." Justin whines.

"Oh, and you don't just stand there and let Brit yell at you? Please, Justin. You're just as bad." Lance states.

"Well, at least when we get back to the hotel I let her have it. She knows better than to try that shit with me man." Justin retaliates.

"Riiight," Chris snickers. "We all know who wears the pants in your relationship. Get real man."

Why do I just sit here and listen to this crap? These three have no idea what's going on with them. Justin is so self centered he just turns everything back on himself anyway. I'm gonna go see if I can talk to him for a bit. Maybe save him from getting another migraine. If I had to deal with that bitch all the time I'd get one too.)

"Hey, man. Where you going?" Chris asks.

"I'm gonna go see if I can save him for a few minutes. He doesn't deserve to be treated this way."

"Good luck man," Justin comments.

"Now that's a brave man." Lance mumbles.

"Either really brave or really stupid," Chris observes.

*****Next door****

"You spend more time with your friends than you do with me. I'm sick and tired of it. If I didn't know better I'd think you were in love with the whole lot of them. You make me sick. I don't know why I put up with your sorry excuse for an ass." Bobbee yelled.

Knock, knock

"JC, can I talk to you for a minute?" Joey states through the door.

JC walks over to the door, opens it a crack and says, "Not now Joe. This really isn't a good time."

"C, are you ok? We can hear her in the other room."

"Yeah, I'm fine. She's just venting. Everything will be fine Joey. Please, just go for now ok?"

"Alright. If you need me, I'll be next door. K?"

"Yeah, thanks man."

"No problem."

JC shuts the door and returns to Bobbee who hadn't even noticed he hadn't been listening.

"Why on earth do I put up with you and them? You make me sick, you know that? You really do. You're a worthless piece of shit. You think those songs of yours are so good. They suck and so do you. I can't believe you think anybody wants to listen to the shit you guys sing." She takes a deep breath. "And those awards shows. I'm so sick and tired of going to them damn things. When was the last time I drug you to one of my awards things?"

"One of your what? When was the last time you had one? I don't remember you ever winning anything. I also don't remember dragging you to any of those damned award shows. You seemed to be pretty smug next to me on the red carpet, getting your face stamped in every fucking magazine and on every news show. Hell, I can't remember going to an awards show with out your sorry ass being with me. If it wasn't for you know what I would take your ass with me anywhere and you know it. So either you shut up and get off my case or the deals off. Got it?"

"How dare you talk to me like that? How…"

"No, I think the question is 'How dare you talk to me like that'? If you don't watch your self I'll drop you and you can deal with your little problem yourself. Do I make myself clear? You will stop this shit and you will not go to any more awards show or anything else with me for that matter."

Bobbee hangs her head and says, "Yes, dear."

"Good. Now stop being such a bitch and go in there and take a shower. We don't need anything bad to happen now do we?"

"No, dear."

"Good girl. I'm gonna call the guys and when you're done with your shower we're gonna go over there and you will apologize for the way you have been acting. Right?"

"Yes, dear."

****Half hour later****

knock, knock

"Hey, JC? Bobbee? What's up?" Justin answers the door.

"Hey, J. Bobbee has a few things she'd like to say to you guys."

"Hey guys. (small shy wave) I'm sorry I've been such a bitch lately. I've had allot on my mind and well, I guess I've been taking it out on you and JC. I'm gonna be headin home soon and just wanted to apologize to you guys before I left."

"Well, it was nice of you to come in here and apologize Bobbee but it's not us you should be apologizing to. We aren't the ones you've been bitching out for the last week and a half." Joey huffed.

"Joe, chill out. She's already said what she needs to say to me. Haven't you?"

"Yes, dear?"

"You see, Bobbee and I have come to an agreement. She's gonna go home and take care of a few things and then she'll be back in a couple of weeks."

"That's great C." Justin states.

"Bobbee, you can leave now. Go back to the room and pack. The car should be here soon to take you to the airport."

"What? You're not…." She trails off as she gets a glare from JC.

****Later****

"Alright man, what the hell kind of agreement did you two come to? I've never seen her so demure." Lance states.

"Yeah, that was pretty amazing. How the hell did you do that?" Justin questions.

"Guys, leave him alone. If he wanted us to know he'd tell us. Right Jayce?" Joey asks.

"I'll tell you someday. Just not right now. There are other things that are more important than my relationship with Bobbee. Joe, you got a couple minutes?" JC stated.

"Sure, man. What's up?" Joey responds.

"Let's go to my room. I'd rather not bring this up here if you don't mind?"

"What, you got a secret man?" Chris teases.

"Shut up Chris. This is between me and Joey, so leave it alone." JC warns.

"Sorry, C. I didn't mean anything by it dude." Chris says.

"I know Chris, but I've had enough of justifying my actions for a few years. I really don't think that my wanting to talk to any one of you on a one-on-one basis would cause a problem. Besides, Joey confided in me about some things and it's not my place to talk about them with you. If he wants you to know, I'm sure he'll tell you, now back off."

"Ok, calm down. Come on Jayce, let's go." Joey says, hauling out of the room by the arm.

"So. What the hell really went down between you and Bobbee anyway? I've never seen her like that, and I really don't think that I've ever seen you quite this edgy."

"Nothing important. Did you talk to Kelly?"

"Yeah. And it wasn't good news man."

"So, what did the doctor say? What's the problem? Why's she been so sick?"

"Jayce, slow down. One question at a time. Ok?"

"Sorry, man. So what's going on?"

"I think you might want to sit down for this dude. (JC sits down on the bed.) Ok, she went to the doctor, the good news is she's not deathly ill."

"That's good. So what's wrong with her."

"God, JC. What am I gonna do? I'm not ready for this." Joey cries. He sits on the bed next to JC, who promptly wraps an arm around his shoulder and pulls him into a hug.

"Joe, what'd the doctor tell her?"

"She's pregnant, Jayce. What the hell am I gonna do? I'm not ready to be a father yet. How am I supposed to deal with this?"

JC pulls back to look Joey in the eye, "She's pregnant? When? How far along?"

"She's about four months. I think she knew before she went to the doctor though. I think she's known for a while, she just wanted to have it confirmed by the doctor."

"Shit Joey. What are you guys gonna do?"

"I don't know Jayce. I'm not even in love with her. I can barely stand to me around her anymore. We fight almost as bad as you and Bobbee."

"I can't believe that man. Nobody fights as much as Bobbee and I do. So when you gonna tell the rest of the guys? This isn't exactly something you're gonna be able to keep from them you know?"

"Yeah, I know. I just really wanted to tell you first. I thought it was only fair that you know first."

"I appreciate that, Joe. I really do, but I also understand, you don't have to explain anything to me. You know I love you no matter what."

"Yeah, I know. So what's the deal with Bobbee? You do plan on telling me, right?"

"Yep. You aren't gonna believe when I tell ya either."

"What? Come on, now you've got me curious."

"Joey, she's pregnant too."

"What? No way."

"I told ya you wouldn't believe me. The sad thing is; I only slept with her once, and it was like the worst experience I've ever had. That was when I realized that I was gay. At hot as she is and I had to think of someone else just to get it up and keep it up."

"Yeah? And who were you thinking of man?"

"Like you don't know?"

"Nope, don't have a clue. Maybe you should tell me."

"How about I show you instead?"

JC leans in and presses his lips against Joey's, "Any ideas yet?"

"Nope, I'm still pretty clueless here."

He leans in again and kisses him until their both breathless, "How about now?"

"Nope, nothing yet."

"Well, hmm, let me think. Ah, I think I know how to show you?" He pushes Joey back until he's laying on the bed. "Maybe this will convince you of who turns me on."

JC starts unbuttoning Joey's jeans, "Hey, guys." Justin shouts as he pounds on the door. "Let me in. I really need to talk to JC."

"Shit. Hold on a minute Just. I'll be right there."

JC slowly walks to the door while Joey straightens himself up.

"What?" JC snaps as he opens the door.

Justin pushes his way into the room, "C, man. I gotta tell you something and you ain't gonna believe it."

"Ok. Let me sit down first man. Ok, I'm ready. What's up?"

Justin glances at Joey, "Can I talk to you alone? Please?"

"Justin, you…"

"It's alright. I'm gonna take a shower. Go ahead Justin. I promise I won't listen. I got enough shit to worry about."

"Thanks Joey. I appreciate it."

"It's cool. Don't worry about it." Joey climbs up off the bed and goes into the bathroom, promptly starting the water in the shower.

"Ok Justin, what's up? What ain't I gonna believe. After this afternoon, there isn't a whole lot that gonna surprise me, but go ahead, give it a whirl."

"Well, it's a good thing you're sitting down."

"Why, what are you gonna tell me? Britney's pregnant?" JC laughs, but stops when he sees the look on Justin's face.

"Um, yeah, that's exactly what I'm trying to say."

"Holy shit. I think we need to have a group meeting and include Johnny in on this one. This is gonna be one hell of an interesting meeting." JC gets up off the bed, picks up the phone, "Hey, Lance? Yeah, it's JC. Can you call Johnny and Chris and the three of you meet us in my room in say half an hour? Yeah, thanks."

"Alright, Justin just sit down and relax. I think I'm gonna go down to the vending machines and get some soda's. You want anything?"

"Nah, I don't think I'll be able to drink anything right now. How come you're so calm about all this? I figured you'd be all kinds of upset with me, ranting and raving about how irresponsible I've been and shit."

"You'll find out soon enough man. Just sit down and relax. I'll be right back."

****Half hour later****

"Jayce? What's going on?" Joey questions as he comes out of the shower to a room full of people. "Why's everybody here?"

JC smiles at Joey, "I think there are some things we need to talk about as a group. Don't you?"

"Yeah. I just didn't think you wanted to do this this soon."

"Guys, we already know you're sleeping together." Chris comments.

"That's not what…. What? How do you know that? We haven't been that obvious have we?" JC stammers.

"No, in fact I wasn't even sure until just now. You kinda gave it away, with all that stammering man." Chris snickers.

"So, if we're not here for that news then what are we here for?" Lance questions.

"Well," JC starts, looking around the room. "You may all want to sit down first."

They all find a seat, "Ok, what's going on? I'm missing a meeting with the production crew, so this better be good." Johnny states.

"Trust me. It's gonna get real interesting in here, real fast." JC retorts. "Joe, you wanna go first?"

"Um, sure. I guess. You guys all know I was dating Kelly a while back, right? Before Jayce and I hooked up. Well, she called me yesterday and told me something that was completely a shock."

"What'd she tell ya man," Lance asks.

"She's pregnant."

"She's what?" Johnny asked, incredulously.

"Pregnant," Joey replied, his voice weary. He rubbed one cheek with his hand, his face long and tired.

"Shit," breathed Justin.

Johnny jumped up, "She's what? How could you let something like this happen? What were you thinking? What kind of idiot are you?"

JC got up walked over to Johnny and punched him square in the jaw, "Don't you ever call him an idiot again. You got that? Besides he's not the only one."

"What? What are you saying JC?" Lance questions.

"Well, that's what Bobbee and I were arguing over. She said she was pregnant and I didn't believe her because it's been so long since we've been together. But she is. She got the test back from the doctor this morning. She's three months."

"Ok, so Kelly and Bobbee are Both pregnant. How the hell am I supposed to keep that from the papers? Hmm? Any suggestions?" Johnny yelled.

"Nope, but you need to add Dani to that list." Chris states, with his head in his hands.

"And Britney." Justin chimes in.

Silence for a few minutes.

"What about you Lance? You got anything you need to share?" Johnny states glumly.

"Lance?" Justin yells.

"Huh? What?"

"You got anything to add to this meeting?" Johnny reiterates.

"Um, yeah, actually I do. I wasn't even gonna say anything to anybody but since everyone else seems to be getting it out in the open. Yeah, Krissy's pregnant too."

"Holy shit. Is this some kind of epidemic or something," Johnny rants. "What the hell am I supposed to tell the press? How am I supposed to keep this quiet? Did even one of you think of that while you were out having fun? Noooo. Of course not. Let Johnny worry about how to tell the press. Well let me tell you all something; I'm tired of covering for your sorry asses. You got your selves into this mess, now you get yourselves out of it. I quit." Johnny gets up and storms out of the room.

"Shit, now what do we do? And how the hell did this happen?" Lance questions quietly.

"I have no idea." Justin states.

"So, what do we do now?" Joe asks.

"Same thing we've been doing. But now we get to call the shots," JC states. "Lance call your mom and see if she can meet us in New York. We're gonna have to put the girls to work, that's all. Chris, call Dani and have her meet us there too. Joey, can Kelly meet us there? Great. Justin, what's Brit's schedule look like? Think she can meet us? Wonderful. And Bobbee's already gonna meet us there, sooo. We won't say anything to the press until then. Make sure the girls know that too. Ok?"

"Right." They all answer.