Date: Thu, 28 Jun 2001 18:53:06 -0700 (PDT)
From: John D <zachstack@yahoo.com>
Subject: BSB Hearts Assunder Book 2: Harmony pt 11

Previously from parts 9 & 10...

[BSB Hotel, Brian's room.]


Brian stared at the door for a moment.  His feelings
hurt and confused danced in his heart.  Jane Carter
had always been there for him when he needed help with
Nick, he knew that somehow she will get him back.  He
would do anything to get him back; even her.

End of part 9

Part 10...

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"She's an awfully sweet old lady isn't she?"  Bryan
opened up conversation.  "She's been so great all of
my life."

"Yeah, she seemed so cool."  Gene added.  He wasn't
entirely oblivious to want went on between Bryan and
Mrs. Douglas earlier.  He snickered and then added,
"So when you planning to ask me out?"

Bryan just about crashed the car into a lightpole.

"I..I.."
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Somewhere in a hotel room in Florida...

"Shut up and listen.  You want to talk to me about my
brother?  No, I said shut up!"  Scott's voice rang out
of the phone when Dan was about to reply.  "Tomorrow
noon, go to the restaurant in the lobby, I will meet
you there for lunch.  We will discuss some things and
rules if I am going to talk to you."

"Wait?!?"  Dan scrambled to talk, but the phone was
already buzzing.  Scott McGill had hung up.

end of part 10

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**Disclaimers:  This is only a work of fiction and
should only be taken as such.  Any resemblances
between the other characters to any real, living or
dead, persons is highly coincidental.  This does not
reflect the lives of any of the Backstreet Boys or
their family members.  This is mainly a PG 13 story.
Enjoy**
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BSBHAB2: Harmony Part 11
"Desires"

[Restaurant lobby of Dan Sullivan's hotel]

Dan walked in dressed casually this time.  Snug in his
tight blue jeans, and loose shirt that still managed
to hug closely to his well defined pecs, and his slim
waist.  He hadn't known what to expect after Scott
McGill's call last night.  All he cared about is that
a story is a story.  And exposing the Backstreet Boys
would certainly endear him to the more cut throat
editors of the larger publications like the Times.  He
had dressed hurriedly to make it to this meeting that
Scott had set up, he had overslept in his
anticipation.

"Good morning, I..um..was to meet my party here?
Scott McGill, I believe?"  Dan walked up to the
hostess.

"Oh right this way sir."  There was a tightness to her
eyes that told Dan, that Scott wasn't in a good mood.
"He is sitting in the back table, sir.  If you would
excuse me, I have some things to do in the kitchen."

"Thank you, miss."  Dan smiled charmingly at her, and
found his way to where Scott McGill had been waiting
for him.

"You're 2 minutes late."  Scott said coldly over his
salad plate.

"I'm sorry, I had overslept..."

"Don't give a shit.  You wanted to ask me questions,
well spit it out.  I don't have all day."  Scott
forked a piece of baby tomato into his mouth.  It's
blood spilled out of his lips and dribbled down his
chin as he bit into it's delicate flesh.

"Well, let's start with the Backstreet Boys."  Dan was
again interrupted, this time by a wave of hand by
Scott as he wiped his chin clean of the tomato's
blood.

"No, not yet.  I want you to tell me what this is for?
 How will this benifit you and eventually me?"  Scott
eyed Dan over his plate.

"Well, I..."  Again Scott interrupted him as the
waitress approached their table to take Dan's order.

"I would like to have the collosal burger cooked rare,
fries, and a glass of diet coke, please.  Thank you."
Dan smiled up at the waitress as he handed her back
the menu after contemplating his order for a few
minutes.

"As I was saying, I can pay you a lot of money for
this exclusive.  Say two grand for the information?"
Dan smiled.

Scott looked at him for a moment then laughed
bitterly.  Much to Dan's sudden discomfort.

"It's all about money isn't it?  It's always about
money for all you media types.  Well, 2 grand ain't
gonna cut it."  Scott suddenly sobered up.  "Do you
think I'm stupid, boy?  Do you actually think that I
don't have any clue about what you are up to?"

"Well, I-I-I..."

"Shut it.  Well, you better wipe that smirk off your
face before I do.  I know what this can do to your
career if I give you this "exclusive","  Scott
mockingly immitated Dan's voice.  "I know what it will
mean for you money wise as well.  No, two grand ain't
enough.  Two grand doesn't even cover the time I just
wasted on waiting for you here today.  I want a cut of
whatever you get, and I want my brother left out of
the whole thing."  Scott glared at Dan enough to burn
a hole through the center of his face, but fortunately
that didn't happen.  Even hatred isn't that potent.
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[On the plane to Atlanta]

"Aaron, get your things put up.  I don't want you
making too much a mess in the next hour or so."  Jane
gave her son a motherly glare.  "Besides, it is not
really for the future member of the Backstreet Boys to
be caught playing with his Ninja Turtle action
figures, now is it?"  Jane whispered down at Aaron,
smiling like some large dangerous cat.

"But mom, I'm not going to be with the Backstreet
Boys.  You heard what Mike said."  Aaron was afraid of
his mother enough that he didn't want to give her his
true reasons that he still believed that Nick will
return someday.  He might make fun of Nick from time
to time, but truthfully he understands what Nick has
done for him and loves him dearly.

"I know what he said, hon.  Do not question your
mother.  I know what is best for you."  Jane scolded
Aaron.  "Besides, Nick doesn't want to be with the
Backstreet Boys, he doesn't like girls remember?"
Jane's face was convoluted with disgust and
bitterness, that it took a lot of Aaron not to flinch.

"I know mom."  Aaron said quietly.  "But he's still
Nick mom, no matter what."


"Jane?"  Brian scratched on the door quietly.

"Oh, hold on hun, I'll be right out."  Jane replied
cheerfully.  "As for you, get your things ready for
the flight.  And don't take too many of your toys out.
 In fact, go clean up in the bathroom before I get
back."

"Yes ma'am."  Aaron nodded resignedly, knowing he
wasn't going to be getting anywhere with his mother.

"Jane."  Brian gulped as Jane Carter walked out of her
and Aaron's room on the plane.  "I made the call.
David said Dan has apparently found him already."
Brian's eyes were showing a little bit more white than
normal.

"Good, sweetheart."  Jane rapped her fingernails
lightly on Brian's chest.  "I knew you could do it."

"Do you really think this will bring him back to us?"
Brian asked, his voice almost a whisper.

"Of course, sweetie."  Jane smiled sweetly at Brian.
"I told you I'd take care of things, didn't I?"

"Yeah, of course."  Brian stepped back a step when
Jane made to plant a kiss on him.  "I-I better get
back to-to my planning.  T-t-thanks again Jane."
Brian scurried away.

Jane put on a mask of smiles and joy, but in her heart
she laughed maniacally.  'Oh, I'll take care of things
alright.  Once I'm done, the Backstreet Boys will
never ever be the same again, sweetheart.'  Again she
laughed loud and hard and made her way back to her new
prized son.
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[Leighanne and Brian's room on the plane.]

"Where have you been silly?"  Leighanne smiled sweetly
at her fiance, her dimples deepened at the corners of
her smile.  "I've just finished getting things set for
the flight, c'mere lie down with me on the bed for a
minute."

"I-I-I was over in the bathroom."  Brian stuttered as
he avoided her reach.  "I have to look at some things
before we get to Atlanta, honey."

"Oh, of course."  Leighanne swung her legs over the
side of the bed.  "I'll just go check on the other
guys then, see how they're doing."  She stood up and
wrapped her arms around Brian.  "Well, I'll see you
again in a bit then baby."  Leighanne planted a kiss
on Brian's cheek and walked out of the room.

Brian slumped down on the padded chair, and hid his
face behind his hands and groaned.  'At least finally,
I'll get him back.  I promise I'll make it up to him,
oh God let me not fail him again...'  Brian muttered
over and over to himself while he rocked slowly back
and forth on the chair.
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[Outside the plane]

"Well that's the last of it."  Burchard handed the
last piece of luggage to the baggage handler to put
into the plane.  The bodyguards personally handle the
suitcases to prevent lost or stolen luggage.

"Yup."  John cracked his back, stretching.  "Wonder
who the clothes horse is."  John winced as he cracked
his neck.

"Probably AJ."  Burc smoothed out some lines out of
his white denim jeans, smearing dust all over it.  "Oh
damn."

"Haha, that's why I don't wear white as much, man."
John laughed at Burc.  "Get's dirty too easily.
C'mon, let's head inside, you can get cleaned up."

"You know, I'm actually looking forward to this week.
There really isn't much going on up until Brian's
wedding at the end of it."  Burc followed John up the
steps.  "God knows my ears need a break from those
damned kids."  Burc motioned to the fans lined up at
the terminal and smiled.

"Yeah, I know what you mean.  Must suck for the guys
that work for N Sync though.  Backstreet Fans are more
varied and mostly more mature now than theirs."  John
checked himself and continued.  "Kinda quiet around
here without Nick though, I think."

"Yeah, that's true enough."  Burc looked around a
little, then whispered.  "Don't tell anyone I told you
this, but I've heard that Jane is planning something
to get him back.  Don't ask for details, but I hear
she's got something pretty damned good that it just
might work."  Burc winked at John and grinned like a
cayote.

"Mike know about this?"  John was dry mouthed.  He
really didn't trust Jane, he didn't really even like
her.  Especially these past few days.  She's pretty
much been out to get him for some reason.

"No.  From what I hear, Mike's too busy with his own
problems to bother with her right now."  Burc
straightened up and grabbed a towel to wipe his hands
with.  "But anyhow, I have my doubts.  I think the kid
will decide what he wants, when he wants it.  He got
screwed over bad last time -- more ways than one eh,
eh?"  Burc nudged John in the ribs and laughed.  "All
joking aside, I trust he will make the right choice
eventually.  Hey, he was mainly your kid, what do you
think about this whole thing?"

"Personally, I think Jane is full of it.  She causes
more harm than good.  I'm pretty sure she had
something to do with the headline the other day."
John took a deep breath.  "And I think you're right
about Nick.  I know he will make the right choice
eventually, hopefully this time he'll find the
happiness that he seemed to have lost when we found
out about poor Brandon."

Burc suddenly clenched his jaw muscles as they rounded
the corner.

"Well, hello John..."  Jane's sharp cheerful voice
rang behind John.

End of Part 11

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John