"You okay?" Ant asked from the drivers seat.  Tonya was sleeping in the back of the car.

Justin shrugged.  "Sure."

Anthony nodded.  "I'm sorry for... you know...this weekend.  It's just...I'm worried about you.  I'm worried that...Justin you're...this isn't healthy.  I...it's just a phone call.  One stupid phone call.  It's not the end of the world.  I'm sure he'll call you, he probably just got busy.  However you...yeah...Justin this...you shouldn't be...this depressed over one phone call."

"You don't know anything about it Ant." Justin forced himself to stay calm.

"I'm just saying maybe there's something else going on with you.  Maybe...you know Tonya...she knows people...maybe she could...you know...maybe you should think about talking to someone.  A professional." Ant suggested.

"Stay out of it." Justin growled through clenched teeth.

"Or if you're so worried about it, why not just go back to Pittsburgh.  Go see Brian." 

"Ant i'm not saying it again.  Stay out of it!" 

Anthony nodded again and they fell into silence.

Justin sighed and let the movement of the car lull him into sleep before the harsh ringing of a phone brought him back.  "What the fuck is that?  Is that my pone?"

Tonya gasped and searched through her purse until she found the noise offender.  

"That is my phone!" Justin screeched watching Tonya hold it up.  

"I picked it up at Sun.  I was going to give it back to you..." Tonya whispered handing it to Justin.

"You've had my phone all weekend and are just giving it back to me now.  Brian could have tried to call!" Justin practically screamed.

Tonya took a breath.  "Justin calm down.  You're not doing anyone any good by getting upset."

"No!  You are not practicing your psycho babble on me.  You aren't going to do it!" 

"Ant pull over the car." She demanded.

"But we're on the freeway.  You can't-"

"Just do it!" She screamed.  Ant stiffened and did as he was told.

Once they were on the side, Tonya leaned forward and placed a hand on Justin's shoulder.  "Justin you need to calm down.  Okay?  It's a phone.  It's just a phone."

"No!  Tonya!  I'm not one of your fucking patients!"

Tonya gave Ant a look.  Justin was getting way too upset over a phone and a phone call.  

"Jus, take a deep breath." Ant tried to help.

Justin was starting to panic.  "I...I..."

"Shh...Justin.  Shh..." Tonya tried to sooth as she slipped out of the backseat and opened the front door.  

Ant started to put a hand on Justin shoulder.

"No!  Don't!  Just don't touch him." She said sternly.

"Justin just breathe.  Like this.  In and out.  Slowly." She instructed, but Justin was only panicking more.

"Fuck, Ton it's not helping." 

"I know Ant." Tonya did the only thing she could think of and grabbed Justin's phone, connecting it to Brian's line.

It rang several times before the machine picked it up. "You've reached Brian Kinney.  Leave me a message."

Tonya took a breath.  "Brian!  This is Tonya, one of Justin's friends.  If you're there pick up.  Brian!  Pick up the damn phone!"

"Yeah?" A voice asked shocking Tonya.

"Brian, Justin's having a panic attack.  I can't get him to calm down." She almost cried into the phone.  Three and a half years of schooling to be a psychologist and she couldn't handle a panic attack.

"Put the phone up to his ear." Brian instructed an she did so.  

"It's there Brian!" She screamed.

They noticed Justin starting to calm down and he took the phone from Tonya's hand and held it himself.  

"Brian why didn't you- fuck!" Justin exclaimed.  

"You okay now?" Tonya asked, tentatively putting a hand on Justin's knee.

"Yeah, I just.  I haven't had one of those in a long time." He replied as he took a shakey breath.

Tonya nodded.  "What did he say to you?"

Justin shrugged.  "Stuff he use to say when-" He stopped himself.  Anthony and Tonya had no clue about the bashing.  

"When what?" Anthony asked softly 

"Nothing.  Let's just go." Justin answered feeling exhausted.  Brian had hung up on him.  He didn't want to admit it, but Brian was making it clear that they were over.  It hurt too much to think about it.  

Tonya didn't move.  "Justin?"

"Guys.  Let's just go.  Okay?  I'm okay.  I guess I'm just a little upset over Brian.  That's all." Justin pleaded.

Tonya sighed and got up, resuming her place in the backseat.  Ant opened his mouth to say something but thought better of it and pulled back out onto the highway.