Ok this is a collaberation between Butterflytiger_1982 and Laina as in Jess & Laina lol It's our first try at doing something like this so please be gentle. Our Beta is the wonderful Lady_E and our beautiful banners are done by muffin_donat2007/Eka. So thanks to them for the help. Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket Ok this is my chapter Jessica/butterflytier_1982 I hope you like Brian’s POV God, I am so glad to be out of the Pitts, I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to go on vacation. But even though I know that this is a good thing, going on vacation that is, I still can’t understand how I got talked into renting a cabin for three whole months in the backwoods of New Hampshire. Me? I should be on a beach somewhere checking out… and fucking hot guys, but no. I’m driving down a long wooded road where the last house I saw was like, ten minutes ago. Who the hell goes to New Hampshire for anything? Well, maybe for Dartmouth, but this place is even more remote than where that is. “Fuck!” I say out loud to myself as I swerve to miss a deer. A fucking deer in the middle of the road. God. Where are the hunters I hear so much about? About five minutes more of driving and cursing myself for even having agreed to this stupid plan of Ryder’s that I relax before I burn out, I come across the sign I’m looking for. ‘Lake Francis’. I can’t believe I left one Pittsburgh for another. That should have given me a clue to the fact that I didn’t want to come here. But the allure of three months without any of the gang being able to bug me, except for emergencies, which they still have to field through Cynthia, was enough of an incentive, that if Ryder had wanted to send me to Alaska in the dead of winter I would have gone. I feel kind of bad about leaving Gus so soon seeing as he was just born a couple of months ago, but Cynthia knows to get to me right away if it is about him. I can’t believe the conversation I had with Lindsey and Melanie before I left. I know I promised them my rights, but I don’t know why they don’t understand that I just can’t do it. “You promised Brian. You said you would give them to Melanie so that we could be a real family.” “Lindsey I know, but he’s my son and I love him and I can’t give him up. It’s just not right.” “You fucking prick. You’re just doing this to piss me off. I can’t fucking believe you.” “God Mel, are you planning on continuing to talk like that in front of ‘my’ son.” “Guys can we please just talk about this rationally?” “I don’t know. Can she draw in the claws?” “Brian you don’t know anything about being a dad. You don’t want to be one. I mean look at you. Right now your son is barely two months old and you’re leaving him for three months. Brian you can’t take care of anyone but yourself.” “Do you really believe that Lindsey?” “Hell, he can’t care about anyone but himself.” “Fuck you. Fuck you both.” I can not forget those words, most spoken by someone who is supposed to be one of my best friends. I mean, I know I come across as a little harsh because I’m blunt, but they make me out to be this horrible person. I snap out of my thinking when I realize that I’m here. What Ryder called a cabin looms in front of me and I look at it with shock. When he said the word cabin and I started driving out here I was afraid of what I was driving to. I was picturing in my head one of those old rustic log cabins with an out house to boot. Although Ryder promised that there was running water and electricity. But the man was playing this close to his sleeve. There is nobody who would call this a cabin. It’s made out of logs like a cabin, but a better description would be mansion…ok maybe not, but the thing is huge, the logs intricately carved and just plain beautiful. ‘Shit, if it looks anything like this on the inside I have just gone to heaven.’ I walk into the cabin and if possible, the inside is even better than the outside. It has every luxury known to man but still holds a relaxing country feel with the dark wood and many windows showing nothing but wilderness. ‘Hmm, maybe not nothing.’ I think as I spy another cabin. It’s not to far away, but far enough that I’ll never have to see the occupant. For some reason this thought makes me sad, but I brush it off as jitters about being alone for the first time in my life and for three months no less. It’s not quite as big as this cabin but looks just as nice and seems to have even more windows if you can believe it. I shrug off my wonder about the cabin across the way not sure why I am even thinking about it and go check out my cabin. Or at least it is mine for the next three months. I notice that it’s completely stocked as Ryder promised and I’m eternally grateful because I was not looking forward to looking for a store in this wilderness on my first day here. I finally find the master bedroom and I’m immediately in love. The bed is bigger than mine if you can imagine that and it dominates the center of the room, there is also an entertainment center that would make Best Buy jealous and great big glass doors that look like they lead onto a balcony. I go over to the balcony door and find myself a little more in awe of Ryder’s brother who owns this cabin, as on the balcony there is a hot tub big enough to put the whole gang and their respective partners in it. There is only one more place to look. The bathroom. But as I’m about to reach the door I hear a knock on the front door. “What the fuck?”