"You going?" Brian asked Breanna as he drove her home. "Going to Jive's party this weekend? Depends." She stated slowly, looking out the window. "You want to stop off at D's house and pick up some of your things? He's not home right now." Brian asked. Breanna was going to be staying with Brian until she found another place of her own. All of her belongings were still at Howie's house. "I want to, but I don't for two different, no, three different reasons." She stated. "And those reasons would be?" He coaxed. "First off, I'm coming down with the flu. Second, I might not want to leave once I get into the house. And lastly, I have no clue how I'm going to react once I get into the house." She replied. "I'm here, ya know. I'm going with you. I'll help you pack up a few things then we'll leave, k?" She looked at Brian while he drove, staring at him. "What?" He asked, taking his eyes off the road for a second to look back at her. "I just realized how grateful I am to have a friend like you. That's all." Brian kept his eyes on the road as a shy smile appeared on his face. "Me too. I love you, Bree." He stated in a friendly tone. "Me too." She replied, staring out the window as the rain started to fall. "So?" He asked. "Yeah, might as well if he's not home. But call his place first to make sure before we get there." Breanna begged. Brian took out his cellphone and dialed Howie's number. On the 6th ring the answering machine picked up. Brian sighed as he listened to the message and left a quick message stating he just wanted to say hi. He hung up and looked at Breanna. She nodded her head in approval. Brian made a U-turn at the next light to head back in the direction of Howie's house.

"So, did he change the message yet?" Breanna asked. "As of today he did." Brian said with confusion. "Good." She replied in a deadpan voice. Her heart started to race when she saw the familiar street. Brian grabbed her hand and squeezed it, giving her a comforting smile. She took out her house keys and handed them to Brian. He opened the door and looked around at the empty house. He heard the TV and walked towards the living room while Breanna waiting in the hallway. After a minute he came walking back and shook his head. "No one's here. He left the TV on." Brian grabbed Breanna's hand as they walked upstairs to the room she once shared with Howie. Once she entered the room she felt her stomach turn. "I'll be back!" She shouted, running to the bathroom to get sick. "Oh man! She's taking this hard." He sighed to himself. "Who is?" A woman's voice questioned. Brian jumped, turning around to see a pretty redhead in the doorway. "Who are you?" He demanded. "I'm Jannie. I friend of Howie's." She offered. Brian glared at her before turning his attention back towards the bathroom door. "Okay, I answered your question. Now answer mine. Who the hell are you?" She wasn't exactly friendly. "I'm Brian. I'm one of Howie's best friends. What are you doing here? Howie's not home." He said. "I could ask you the same question." She replied. "I'm with a friend. She's just picking up some of her things." Brian replied. Jannie looked at him for a second before walking into the bedroom, sitting on the bed. "Okay. Where is she?" Jannie finally asked, pulling out a cigarette. "Please don't smoke that shit near me. I don't want to die from second-hand smoke." Jannie put the cigarette away, never taking her eyes off of Brian. Brian heard the toilet flush and turned around quickly, waiting for Breanna to emerge from the bathroom. When she did she was lost in a daze. "Damn flu! I can't believe I'm sick. At least the tours over." She mumbled, walking straight into the walk-in closet. She never noticed Jannie sitting on the bed. Brian watched Breanna as she pulled outfits out of the closet, tossing them onto the floor. "Need help?" He offered, feeling uncomfortable. He knew Jannie was still sitting on the bed. Once Breanna saw her, he wasn't sure what she would do. "No, I'm okay. Just keep an eye out for D. I don't want to be here when he gets back."

Breanna found her portable stereo and plugged it in. She opened the lid and saw her favorite Lauren Christy CD. "Wow! I couldn't find this CD anywhere. I was going nuts on tour cause none of the shops in Europe had it." She stated happily. Brian smiled at her in response. She pushed play as the title track, "Breed" started to blast. Jannie sat on the bed listening to everything Breanna was saying. She assumed correctly that Breanna was the ex-girlfriend Howie spoke of the night before. Jannie automatically had a hatred for Breanna. Jealousy, one would call it. Breanna started to sing along loudly to the next song, "I Want What I Want" as Jannie continued to listen. "She's got a great voice. Probably some wanna-be singer he met around here." Jannie explained to herself. After a few more minutes the phone rang. Breanna heard it off in the distance but didn't pay any attention. Brian leaned back out of the walk-in closet and saw Jannie answer the phone. He listened as she answered the phone. "Hey Howie! Where are you? You have company." Jannie said in a unpleasant voice. "Your friend Brian is here with some woman. I didn't really see her. She's in your closet going through everything." Brian walked over to the bed and put his hand out, demanding the phone. Jannie handed the phone to Brian with an annoyed look on her face. "She's there, isn't she?" Howie asked quietly. "Yeah D, she's just picking up some of her stuff." Brian replied. "How'd she react when she saw Jannie?" "She hasn't seen her yet. She walked straight from the bathroom into the closet. I don't know how she's going to react." Brian replied. "Shit..." Howie mumbled to himself. He laughed slightly when he heard Breanna singing in the background. "She loves that CD. How is she?" He asked. "Sick. She's got the flu. She ran to the bathroom the minute we stepped in the door." "Keep an eye on her, Bri. I gotta go! Tell Jannie I'll be back late tonight." Howie replied, hanging up the phone. Brian handed the phone back to Jannie and walked away. "He'll be home late." He stated, walking back into the closet to help Breanna.

"That's about it!" She said, unplugging her stereo. "Wait, Bree. Before we go out there..." Brian stated pointing to the bedroom, "there's someone home. It's not Howie but a friend of his. Try not to get upset, k?" He told her, looking into her eyes. She took in a deep breath and nodded her head. Brian zipped up two of her suitcases while she grabbed her pilot case to drag behind her. When she emerged from the closet she saw Jannie sitting on the bed reading a magazine. Jannie looked up at Breanna and quickly glanced back down at her magazine then she looked back up again. "Holy shit! You're Shy Rose!" She exclaimed. Breanna smiled slightly, nodding her head. "Shit, he's dating a fan of mine. This is a nice situation." She thought to herself. "And you are?" Breanna asked. "Jannie. I'm a friend of Howie's. I'm kicking back here cause they're fixing a leak at my house." Jannie explained to Breanna. "And you couldn't tell me that?" Brian asked, eyeing Jannie. "Sorry! I've been getting the cold shoulder from all of Howie's friends." She stated. Breanna and Brian looked at each other and nodded, "AJ". Breanna felt an uncomfortable silence and looked back at Brian. "I'm really jetlagged." "Yeah, let's get you home." Breanna looked at Jannie, watching Jannie give her the once over. "Jannie, tell Howie I said hi, okay?" She smiled. Jannie nodded her head in response. "It was nice meeting you!" Jannie shouted from the bed, not bothering to get up and walk them out. "You too!" "See you at the Jive party!" Jannie added. Breanna looked at Brian as they walked down the stairs, rolling her eyes. "Breanna!" He whispered loudly with a laugh.

Once they got to Brian's house Breanna plopped down on the couch placing her feet on the coffee table. "Hey I just polished that!" She heard someone yell. Breanna turned her head to see Izabel standing next to the couch with a large smile on her face. "Izzy!" Breanna shouted, jumping up to give her a huge hug. She almost knocked down Izabel in the process as Brian watched from upstairs, laughing. "It's nice to see you, too!" Izabel replied. Breanna let go and took a step back almost falling. "Bree! You okay?" Izabel asked with concern. "Yeah, I'm fighting the flu. I hope I don't get any of you sick, especially Thomas." Breanna stated placing a hand on her stomach. "No, we all just got over it, actually. Don't worry!" Breanna nodded her head and looked up the stairs at Brian. "Show me my room, dammit!" She laughed. "Yes sir!" He exclaimed as she walked up the stairs to follow him down the hall. He opened the guest room door and Breanna walked in. The room was covered with pictures all over the wall. Most of them had Breanna and Howie together. "Oh damn! Sorry, Bree." Brian stated when he realized what Breanna was looking at. "It's okay Rok. I look at my old photo albums all the time." She replied. "If you don't mind I want to take a nap and then probably go shopping for something to wear to the party this weekend." Brian looked at her with a questioning face. "You sure you'll be up to it? You'll probably have the full blown flu by then. Running to the bathroom every five minutes in heels isn't easy ya know?" He teased. "You make it sound like you've done it before." She smiled at him. "No, but I've woken up in heels and felt like throwing up." Brian said, referring to Las Vegas. Breanna burst into giggles and fell back in the bed laughing at the images she was conjuring. "Was it that funny?" He asked with an embarrassed face. "You never did see the video, did you?" He shook his head no. "I have a feeling Howie is going to use it to blackmail you in the future." She continued to giggle. Brian looked at her laughing to himself. "Well, I'll let you get some sleep. I hope you feel better soon."