Behind the desk

John immediately checked his body for anything. He looked in the mirror and screamed. "Are you all idiots?! Why the fuck didn't you tell me my hair was blond!" He screeched. His hair was now blond, no longer his luscious brow...

Shawn shrugged, "I thought it looked good. So I didn't think you'd mind."

Nolee sighed, looking through her phone and seeing a text from Brian.

~Of course dad's not okay. He's got cancer. duh~

Nolee looked at John, tearing up. "Come...come read this...."

John frowned, eyes going wide when he read the message. "O-Oh... oh gosh..." He said, knowing he had to act like he didn't know a thing.

Nolee hung her head, "No...no...it's not true..."

"Nolee... why would someone lie about this?" John asked, suddenly feeling guilty. But he kept it hidden.

"Because Brian's a sick fuck!" Nolee replied then looked at him, eyes cold. "You knew didn't you?"

"J-Jerry made me promise not to tell you. He wanted to tell you when he was ready... I-I'm sorry Nolee...." John whispered, looking down.

Shawn wrapped his arms around John, "Shhh, it's not your fault."

Nolee slapped John hard enough to leave a red handprint against his face before carrying the baby out of the room.

John held his face, tears falling down his cheeks as he buried his face in Shawn's chest. "I'm a horrible person... I-I shoulda told her..." He cried, hating himself for hurting his best friend.

"Jerry made you promise. You did good," Shawn sighed, holding him.

Wade had followed her into the hall, "Darling..."

"What Wade?"

"He was just doing what he promised your father," Wade sighed.

John shook his head, sitting on the couch with Shawn and pressing close t him. "Its her father! I should have said something..." He groaned, sniffling as he rubbed his cheek.

Shawn sighed, "Shhh, it'll be okay. It will."

Nolee sighed, the baby having finally fell asleep. "Dad didn't tell me...why didn't he tell me..."

Wade sighed, "Fathers are supposed to be our rocks."

John sighed. "I hope so. I just feel so bad about lying." He said. "Now I want my Daddy..." He whimpered like a child, pressing his head to Shawn's chest.

"Would you like to go back to New York now?" Shawn asked, softly.

Wade wrapped his arms around her, "We need to figure out what all happened last night."

John nodded. "Yeah. You said your going with me right?" He asked softly, kissing Shawn's cheek.

Shawn nodded, "Have to meet your dad sometime."

Nolee rentered the room, refusing to look at John.

John smiled, hough said smiled dropped when he saw Nolee. She was ignoring him. Great. He sighed sadly. "I have to pack. Do you have your stuff?" He asked Shawn quietly.

Shawn sighed, "We should probably return the baby and the anaconda..."

Nolee finished packing as she held the baby, slowly getting attached.

John sighed. "We'll take it to the police station and they can kind it's parents. And we can call animal control. I just wanna go home... with you." He said, kissing Shawn.

Shawn kissed him back.

Nolee turned, wide eyed. "We're not leaving Tyson with the police!" She said holding hte baby closer.

John frowned. "You named him? Nolee, it's not you child. His parents are probably wondering where he want. We should just return him before we get arrested for kidnapping." He muttered, far too hungover and tired to deal with this.

Nolee frowned, "What if he doesn't have a home? What if his mother gave him to use because she doesn't want him?"

"Nolee, you can't get attached to a kid we picked up while we were drunk. Let's just bring him to the police. They'll make sure he gets a good home, okay?" He said, rubbing his temples.

Nolee nodded, frowning. She turned to Wade who rubbed her back, gently. "Sorry..."

"I'm sorry Nolee." John sighed before going to pack. He looked at Shawn. "Did... did you come here with any suitcases?" He asked.