Justin had finished eating the burger and fries that Debbie had brought him and was standing at the counter arguing with her about paying for the food.

"I really want to pay," he stated emphatically shoving the wad of cash and change towards her.

"Listen up, Sunshine, quit busting my balls about this or you won't be a happy camper."

Debbie ignored the cash that was lying on the counter and turned to take care of a few more orders. Justin, realizing that he had lost the battle, swept the change into his hand and shoved it into the pocket of his jeans. On his way out the door he bumped shoulders with a somewhat older man.

"Sorry," Justin apologized.

"Don't worry about it," the man replied giving him a slight smile. He turned and watched the blonde kid leave, hugging his pullover tighter to his svelte frame.

The older man took a seat at the diners counter and waited to be ordered on.

"Michael!" the boisterous redhead called when she realized who was sitting in front of her.

"Hey, Ma."

"So, where are the boys?"

"Babylon," was his simple reply.

"Oh jesus, what'd he do now?"

"What'd who do?" Michael was on the defensive because he knew exactly who she was talking about.

"Who is it always? How many times have I told you that Brian is not good for you?"

His response was low but audible, "I don't know if I can count that high."

"Then when is it going to start sinking into that head of yours?" She asked tapping his head for extra emphasis.

"So, that kid that just left," Michael said changing the subject. "He looked beat."

"Yeah," Debbie sighed, "There was just something that was a little off about him."

"Oh yeah, like what?"

"Like he's been sitting here since 10 drinking nothing but water, and he only ate when I got his order wrong."

"Ma, you never get anybodies….ohhhhh," he answered the truth dawning on him. "I bet you didn't let him pay either?" Michael looked at the clock which read a quarter after one.

"Of course," she said, "I'm not an ogre."

As if on cue the blonde entered the door of the diner, looking a little lost.

"Sunshine," Debbie called, waving. He looked over at her and nodded his head then walked towards the booth where he was sitting before and grabbed the knapsack he had left there. He slung it over his shoulder and was just about to leave when something stopped him or should I say somebody.

"Mikey," a tall brunette called from the diner entrance.

"Oh shit," Debbie whispered.

"Hey Brian," Michael answered not looking up from his food.

Brian looked down and saw the blonde in front of him. He took a step to the side to let him pass, but the kid didn't move. Shrugging his shoulders Brian slipped past him and made his way towards the diner. Justin was amazed at what he saw, he never believed in Gods, until now. Swiftly, he shook his head and was on his way out to find someplace to sleep when he heard Debbie calling after him.