Chris suddenly felt very tired as he sat there on the sofa with Brand, the pair had moved into the spot vacated by Justin and Katy.  He was hoping that they would be back soon so they could watch the video and them go to bed, snuggling up to Brandi in their beds was very appealing to him right now.  Chris was starting to feel more than a little buzzed, the drinks Katy had been making for him hadn’t tasted that strong, but maybe they were.  Chris glanced across the room at Kim and JC.

JC was lying with his head in Kim’s lap and the rest of his lean body spread down the length of the Love seat and spilling over the side a little.  He was just looking up at her with a smile on his face as she brushed his hair back.  He was so amazing at how beautiful she was.  But there was something sad about the expression on her face.

“What is wrong, honey?  You have been awfully quiet tonight.” JC finally asked.  His eyes appeared heavy as he spoke to her.  Kim just smiled, it wasn’t odd for her to be quiet, maybe she had been a little more talkative around him at least she was, until Brandi’s comments earlier regarding the guy being in some psychological trace or something like that. 

“I am just nervous; you guys will be going home soon and things could get complicated for awhile.  But I am sure we’ll sort it out, it will just take some time to get used to.” Kim explained, adding that last part so JC wouldn’t get too worried.  JC closed his eyes and nodded.

Chris wasn’t trying to ease drop on their conversation but there was something about the way JC was acting that didn’t seem quite right.  It wasn’t unheard of for JC to be tired.  JC was usually a ball of energy or out like a light, he had no middle ground.  But JC was never one to slur his words like that.

“Hey JC, are you feeling okay?” Chris asked.  JC looked over at him a little puzzled by the question.

“I am just tired, too much excitement today I guess.” JC explained trying to down play his sudden lack of energy; he didn’t see any reason to be alarmed by it.  They had been drinking and that always made him tired.  Chris still wasn’t convinced though that everything was fine.

He looked over at Lance and then at Brandi.  He had this feeling before, it wasn’t something that was new to him, his mind instantly went back to the club that night Katy and Mandy had abducted him.  They had slipped him something but how could they have gotten that past his twice?  Brandi had only left his side a hand full of times since their little party had started there was no way she could have done anything to him.  That is when it hit him; Brandi hadn’t done anything to him.  I had to have been Katy.  She had made several drinks for all the guys during the night, why hadn’t he thought of that before.  They should have insisted on making their own drinks or at least supervising them.  Now Chris was wondering if Brandi even knew what was going on since he had just figured it out for himself.  But there was no time to ask her about it, Chris didn’t even excuse himself before he got up and ran to the bathroom.

Chris wasted no time; he fell to his knees in front of the toilet and jammed his finger down his throat as far as it would go.  He wasn’t about to let Katy drug him a second time.  The fast that she had tried to drug him had to mean that she was up to something and it was something that she didn’t want him to know about.  As his body heaved forward violently a few times, he could hear Brandi behind him.  The concern in her voice was so genuine there was no way she could have been faking it.  Whatever was happening to him, she had no part in it.  He repeated his actions a few times trying to purge himself of whatever Katy had slipped him, he had no way of knowing that it was already too late and his actions were only making him feel worse.

Then the tone of Brandi’s voice suddenly changed, now she was angry.  Chris struggled to make out what she was saying but it didn’t take him long to figure out that she wasn’t talking to him anymore.  His anger boiled too now, he just wanted to get up and punch Katy for what she had done to him but his legs wouldn’t respond any more.  He couldn’t tell if it was the drugs of the vomiting but his whole body was killing him.

“What in the hell did you do to him?” Brandi snapped directing her attention to Katy, who was standing beside her in the door way watching Chris’ sad attempt to regain control.  Somehow Katy knew she should have stayed down stairs just a little longer now she was going to have to deal with this situation.  The awful sounds that Chris was making were causing Katy to gag; this was not really something she had planned for.

“20 minutes ago you were yelling at me for not doing anything.  Would you please make up your mind?” Katy fired back, not that she wanted to fight with Brandi but anything to take her mind off what Chris was doing.

“I didn’t know you were going to make him sick.” Brandi explained.

“I didn’t make him sick, he made himself sick.” Katy protested pointed to Chris and gesturing to her what he had done to make himself sick, nearly causing herself to puke in the process.  Chris just glared back at her from his place on the floor; he was too weak to get up but stared her down and promised himself that she was going to pay for this.  Katy had a pretty good feeling what was going through his mind right now, he wanted her dead, if not at least in a great deal of pain.

Brandi flashed him a sympathetic look and mouthed to him that she was sorry.  He wanted to respond to her, to let her know that he didn’t blame her but that was when his eyes rolled back into his head and he fell to the floor with such a thud that it even made Katy flinch.

“Okay, now that part may have been my fault.” Katy groaned, flashing Brandi a concerned look.  She knew that was going to leave a bump or a bruise on the musician’s head.  Brandi was about to say something when someone else chimed in.

“Is everything all right in there?” Lance asked.  By this time JC was gone too but appeared to be resting peacefully on the lap of the woman he loved, so there was much to concern Lance just yet.  Katy approached Lance and took a seat beside him on the sofa. 

“What did you do?” Kim simply asked, once she realized that JC sleeping a little more sound that usual.  It was somewhat comforting to know that she wouldn’t have to face him when she walked out the door, but at the same time she wouldn’t get to say good bye.

“You’re leaving aren’t you?” Lance added as Katy took his hand in hers.  She left bad that Lance had to be last, that he would pass out knowing that she had drugged him and they had run off.  But she couldn’t lie to him so she just nodded.  “But why?”  Lance begged, he wanted something, anything that he could tell the others when they woke up.

“Because this is the way it was always supposed to be.  We can’t stay; it’s not that we don’t want to… we just can’t.” Katy explained.  She glanced over her shoulder as Mandy entered the room.  Mandy didn’t say anything; she just stood there leaning up against the wall near the kitchen for support.  The guilt wasn’t more than Katy could bear but there was only one thing that she wanted Lance to know.  “If the guys ask, I did it.  I was the one that drugged them.”

It wasn’t that she was proud of it, but there was always a chance that the girls would come back and if the guys needed someone to blame then they might as well blame the right person.  Katy had acted alone, for the most part.  This was her master plan.  Lance felt the effects of the drugs start to kick in and he was trying to fight it.

“So what happens now?” Lance asked with a yawn.  Katy got up and had just started to walk away from him.  She paused to smile at him.

“Good night, Lance.” Katy said sweetly then headed for Mandy.  She watched Lance out of the corner of her eye as he made himself comfortable on the sofa; at least if he was going to pass out it wouldn’t be on the floor.  He closed his eyes but tried to stay awake, hoping that if the girl thought he was out they would say something and give him some kind of clue as to where they were going. “Um… where is Joey exactly?”  Katy added.

“Oh he’s in the bushes.” Mandy answered with a smiled, it was after all kind of funny.  Katy put her hand on her forehead and thought for a minute, giggling a little under her breath as well.  This wasn’t exactly going as planned. 

“I don’t suppose he would be alright there?” Katy teased. 

“Katy…” Brandi warned, she wasn’t about to let the two of them leave poor Joey outside passed out in the shrubs. 

“Alright!  We’ll go get Joey and drag him back inside.  Though I really wish you had said something before Lance passed out.” Katy snapped pointing at Mandy.

“Why so we could have had two pop stars passed out in the bushes?” Mandy questioned. Mandy could see Lance already out cold, or so she thought, on the sofa there was no way he could have helped them. 

“Hey, before you guys run off… a little people please?” Kim asked trying to get out from under JC.  She was trying to be careful about it, not that she could have woken him up if she wanted too, but she didn’t want him to get hurt in the process. 

“Naw, you stay right there.  We can handle the big guy.” Katy offered but when Kim shot her a dirty look Katy came running to her aide.  Brandi and Katy each took an arm and pulled JC into a sitting position so that Kim could slide out.

“Damn Kim, this boy has some guns.” Katy stated as she held tight to JC’s fore arm.  

“Don’t remind me please.” Kim sighed, the last thing she wanted to hear right now was how great a shape, the guy that she is just about to walk out on, is in.  When Katy let go to soon JC went crashing back down on the love seat taking Brandi along with him.  Brandi groaned and glared up at Katy who just laughed, she just couldn’t please any one tonight so it really wasn’t worth trying to any more.  Brandi pulled herself off of JC just in time to be drug outside to help with Joey.