Date: Sat, 18 Sep 1999 21:22:32 -0700 (PDT)
From: Billy Burrew <billy_burrew@yahoo.com>
Subject: TIMEOUT-WITH-BSB-3

Time Out with the Backstreet Boys
By Billy Burrew

Legal Disclaimer:
        This story is totally fictional and not meant to imply anything
about the sexuality of Kevin Richardson, Brian Littrell, AJ McLean, Howie
Dorough, or Nick Carter of the Backstreet Boys. 

If you are under the age of 18, offended by homosexual material, or it is
illegal to view such materials in your area, you should be leaving now.

Otherwise, go grab a nice mocha or some chai tea, or hot cocoa, and a box
of Kleenex, then get real comfy and ready to suspend your disbelief. 

Have Fun and Enjoy the Story.

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"Nick?  How are you feeling?  How are your wounds?", Bill said, getting up
and checking up on Nick.

"They're OK, they're really sore, but OK. I am glad I don't take off my
shirt during a show or it would look really bad!", Nick said, grimacing as
Bill lightly checked his handiwork.
	
"Kewl.  We should be getting ready to land in DC here, so lets all buckle
up and get ready for it.", Bill said.

As he spoke the captain's voice came through the intercom asking that all
passengers fasten their seatbelts for landing.
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Chapter 3 Begins Now....

Bill took his seat and fastened his seatbelt and then leaned back in the
seat, closing his eyes and feeling his tension and stress begin to die
down.  As he sat there, he was surprised as a hand grabbed his and
interlaced fingers squeezing gently.  Bill opened his eyelids and looked
over at Brian who smiled nervously and gave his hand a gentle squeeze.

"Hate to fly, huh?", Bill asked.  Brian nodded affirmatively and as the
plane began to land, also began to apply more pressure, squeezing Bill's
hand, but not nearly enough so as to be painful.

As the plane slowed and taxied towards the gate, Bill looked over at Kevin,
whose hand was also being similarly employed by the obviously nervous Nick.
Bill looked back at Brian, sighing and beginning to grin at the youth.
Brian looked at Bill questioningly.

"If I would have known that you got this nervous landing, I would have just
given you a massage at the hotel.", Bill chuckled, causing Brian to grin
and laugh, "Now all my work has been undone, your shoulders are back up by
your ears."

Luckily, it was about 1:30 am when the boys departed the jet, so the fans
waiting at National were almost non-existent.  Bill kept hovering around
Nick nervously, making sure that they weren't gonna get to him again if
they got mobbed unexpectedly.  Nick noticed this and laughed.

"Hey guys, I got me a bodyguard!", Nick yelled, as the other guys began to
laugh at the sight of the Bill and Nick.

"Bodyguard, my butt!", Bill laughed, "If anyone rips MY shirt, your ass and
theirs are MINE!"

This caused all the guys to fall out laughing, the tension level completely
dropping to normal for the first time since before they had been mobbed in
Charlotte.

When they reached the concourse, two limousines pulled up in front and the
drivers opened the doors for them.  Bill headed for the first limousine,
with Nick, Kevin, Brian Howie, and AJ following closely while the tour
manager and the rest of the other tour personnel headed for the other
limousine.  Nick sat in between Bill and Brian on one side of the limo and
Kevin sat between AJ and Howie.  The ride over the bridge and down
Constitution Avenue was unadventurous, except for Nick asking Bill what
monument was what and where, which Bill, having lived there for 8 years
gladly pointed out.  As the hung a left onto 9th street, NW and traveled a
few blocks, Bill announced with a smile that they were there.

The guys waited in the limousine as the manager went inside the hotel to
check-in to the hotel and grab all the room keys.  He opened the door to
the limousines and instructed the guys that their bags would be waiting by
the elevators on their floor, and then passed out their room keys.  The
manager smiled at Bill as he handed him his key and asked if he was having
a fun time.

Bill grinned and replied, "Would you like the Teen Beat Magazine answer or
the real world answer?"

The manager began to laugh.

"If you want the first one, its <ahem>, "They're so wonderful and awesome,
I am totally stoked, I got to sit by Nick on the way over, I may never wash
that side of my body again!"  If you want the second one, its "It's been
fun, these guys are really cool, down to earth and normal, and very
friendly.  And Nick...if you bleed or make a mess on my shirt, remember
what I told you at the airport would happen to you!""

As the manager looked at Bill with a funny look, the guys began to roar
with laughter and applaud!

"Very funny!  I can see we're gonna have to give you cue cards before the
press interview tomorrow!", the manager said as the guys' applause
dwindled.

"What press interview?  I have to speak at their press interview?!?", Bill
replied nervously.  "I don't recall that being mentioned when that guy
called and said I won."

"Oh, I set it up since you got to spend some time with the guys tonight and
the press wants to know what the real Backstreet Boys are like, from a
sorta non-screaming fan, male perspective."

"Oh great!", Bill replied through a painfully faked smile.  "I love public
speaking."

"Any other fun surprises planned for tomorrow that might top that one,
maybe surprise vasectomies for all of us with no anesthesia at DC General
Hospital?  A walking trip through S.E. DC dressed in KKK outfits is always
just a whole bucket of fun I hear.", Bill said sarcastically as the guys
roar with laugh again, causing the tour manager to look around nervously.

"Well....enough of that, you guys, head to your rooms.  Room service is
still available if you are hungry.  If you want something else, ask the
hotel staff or Bill and maybe it can be delivered or picked up.", the tour
manager replied.

Bill and the guys head for the first elevator and made their way up to
their floor, and then grabbed their luggage.  Bill looked at the number on
his key and then looked at the doors as he walked down the hall, finally
reaching his room.  He opened the door and walked inside, dropped the
suitcase on the floor and did a facedive onto the bed stretching out and
yawning after his long day.  He then got up and used the bathroom, quickly
changing into some shorts and a t-shirt, then laid down on the bed and
turned on the TV.

As Bill flipped through the channels, his eyes widened as he caught a
glimpse of his face on the news.  He turned up the volume as he heard the
newscaster finish remarking about how the man, identified as William
Michaels of North Carolina saved Backstreet Boy Nick Carter from a mob of
crazed fans at the airport in Charlotte before they boarded their jet for
their flight to DC.  The newscaster went on to remark how the Michaels then
treated Carter for his cuts and lacerations on board the airplane after
take-off.

Bill dropped the remote and stared wide-eyed at the TV until the next story
came on the news.  Bill felt the blood drain from his face as he began to
imagine how badly the press conference was gonna suck the next day.  A
knock on the door brought Bill back from his thoughts and he went over and
opened the door to see all the guys waiting.

"Bill, did you see the news?", Kevin began and then looked at Bill,
"Ouuuuchhh, yeah, you did!  Don't worry, it'll be OK.  We'll all be there
with you! Don't stress out over it."

"I am fine.  Really.  Fine, no problem.  Who leaked this to the
press??....I just need to know.", Bill replied flatly, "I am feeling the
need to open a very large can of "shut the fuck up" on them and then follow
it up with a jumbo can of "ass whoopin'!"  AJ and Howie began to chuckle as
a small cough was heard in the hall and the road manager peeked over AJ's
shoulder.

"Did you see the news?  Was that a great media blitz or what?  We got
130,000 sympathy emails from fans in the last hour since they began
televising that story.  I love free publicity!"  The word "publicity" was
barely out of his mouth when Bill reached over AJ's shoulder and lifted the
road manager up by his throat and pulled him into the bathroom.  The guys
just watched in awe as Bill carried their manager into the bathroom by his
neck, slamming and locking the door after him.

"HEY!  What the hell was that for?", the publicity manager asked irritably,
as Bill slammed him into the nearest wall.

"What was the for?  You are such a jerk!  I am terrified of public speaking
for one, and seeing myself on the news like that almost gave me a heart
attack.  God, man.  Do you have any sense in your head at ALL!!  At least
you could have told me.  I wouldn't be nearly as mad if you had mentioned
that I was gonna be on the news and at a press conference.  It's
like....respect. You haven't shown me any respect at all!"

"I.....I am really, really sorry!", the road manager began, "I just saw the
great PR opportunity when you charged after Nick and rescued him, then
fixed him up.  I just didn't think that you might react so badly.  It was a
thoughtless mistake and I am really sorry."

"It's OK.  The apology is accepted, just TELL me next time.  I would have
probably been cool with it all if I had been TOLD.", Bill replied
enunciating the importance of the communication to the road manager by
poking him in the chest as he talked.

Bill opened the door to the bathroom and Nick fell face forward onto the
floor, obviously eavesdropping.  Bill rolled his eyes and shook his head
and grinned.

"Nick, if you needed to go that bad, you should have knocked.", Bill
grinned ruefully as the blond blushed scarlet.

The road manager pushed past the guys aand headed out the door, apologizing
one more time to Bill as he left the room.  As the door shut, Nick began to
laugh.

"I thought you were gonna beat the shit out of him, you looked way pissed
when you dragged him in there by his neck!", he replied chuckling.

"I was kinda mad.  It just felt so disrespectful for him to do that to me.
So I put the fear of me into him.", Bill replied grinning.

"It worked.", Kevin laughed, "I think he went back to his room to change
his underwear."

The guys sat down on the two full size beds and began to chat about the
concert in Charlotte and the gaffs that they had made.  After a few
minutes, Bill looked at the guys and asked if they were hungry as he was
gonna call room service and order some food.

"Yeah...Can I get a cheeseburger, I am starved!", Nick complained, rubbing
his stomach as the other guys nodded their interest in food as well.

"OK, just write down your orders on this hotel message pad and I will call
them in.", Bill replied, handing the pad to the guys.  The guys wrote their
orders down and in no time, Bil had called them in and the food arrived.

As they finished eating, Nick turned to Bill, "So, who are you bringing to
the show tomorrow?"

"My sister Kathy", Bill replied, "I was hoping that she and Howie could
chat a few minutes.  She's really cool and I think you might like talking
with her.  She is the head of nursing at the orthopaedic unit of INNOVA's
joint replacement center."  "Really?", Howie said, joining in the
conversation, "That sounds awesome. Is she a hunny?"

"My sister looks like Barbie, she's very pretty.  She is really smart, she
got the hottie and the smart genes in my family.  I thought you might
relate to her in another way as well, Howie.  My sister has had lupus for
several years now. She has had both her hips replaced because of it.  She's
got a great attitude and she's easy to talk to.  I know your sister died
from lupus and I thought maybe you and Kathy could bond and talk about that
together.", Bill replied.

"Wow.....that's really awesome of you to think of me there.  I think it'd
be awesome to sit and talk with her.", Howie said, smiling. "Thank you,
man.  That's really cool, ya know?"

"Well, guys.  I had better let you all get to bed so that you are all not
like zombie's tomorrow for that press conference.", Bill said, grinning at
the groans of the guys at the thought of an early morning.

Howie and AJ headed towards the door and Nick, Brian and Kevin waited til
the door shut before sitting back down on the bed beside Bill.

"Thanks for hooking Howie up with your sister, Bill.", Brian began putting
his hand on Bill's arm, "He's been real upset by his sisters death and I
think this will be really good for him to just sit and talk with her."  The
other guys nodded and mumbled agreement at Brian's statement.

"So, you guys headed for bed, or do you wanna sit down and veg out for a
few more minutes?", Bill grinned as the guys proceeded to flop back down on
the beds.

After much channel surfing, they all decided to watch cartoons on the
cartoon network and just talk amongst themselves.  As Bill began to nod off
to sleep, he reminded Nick to come around the next morning and he would
check and replace his bandages.  Then Bill fell asleep.

The next morning, as Bill awoke, shaking off the bonds of Morpheus, he
realized that he was not alone in the bed, and that someone's arms were
around him.  Bill shifted a little, opening his eyes as Kevin and Brian's
voices issued a warm good morning greeting.