"So here we are" Cindy announces, opening the bedroom door for them to file in the room.

"This is your bedroom" she smiles, gesturing around the large room.

Billy's eyes widen, "Wow. Wow, this is, um, this is really nice. And that view. Huh" He voices, walking further into the room with Steve.

"And here's the bed!" Maribella exclaims, gesturing to the king sized bed in the middle of the room.

Billy turns and steps back "Wow. Exquisite bed. Gorgeous! So uh, Where is um, where's Steve's room?" he asks.

"Oh, honey. We're not under any illusions that you two don't sleep in the same bed" Cindy laughs, "So he will sleep in here".

"Oh great! We uh, we love to cuddle and all that cute stuff! Don't we honey" he fake laughs, but is internally screaming as he glances at Steve who has walked to stand next to him.

"Huge snugglers!" Steve utters.

Billy almost has a heart attack when something charges at him from the door, slamming into his legs.

"Oh, my god! What is that?" Billy jumps into Steve trying to get away from the barking demon that is jumping on him.

Steve chuckles, leaning down to pick up the little Pomeranian.

"Aren't you just the cutest! Who's this? Oh yes, you are!" he coos.

"Icaro!" His mother chastises.

Billy steps a behind Steve as the dog blinks at him with its little beady demon eyes from Steve's arms.

Cindy smiles, ruffling Icaro's ears, "He was a gift from your father, and he's still in training. So I apologize for that".

"Just be sure you don't let him outside, what with all these large eagles flying around. They'll snatch him right up and gobble him down!" Maribelle points out.

Billy watches with disgust as Steve lets the dog lick his face while cooing at it with a baby voice.

Gross and unsanitary, for starters.

"There's some extra towels and blankets in the cupboard just there if you need them but if you need anything else you can always just holler and we'll sort it out for you" Cindy smiles, opening the cupboard to show them.

Steve pushes the dog in Billy's direction who jumps back, holding his hands up with a scrunched up face.

"If you both get cold at night, you can use this. It has special powers...Although it those powers won't work with you two" Maribella walks over to the closet grabbing out an old looking blanket with a mischievous grin on her face.

"Oh? What kind of special powers, extra warmth? Super soft?" Billy asks, somewhat intrigued.

Steve swaps the dog for the blanket to get a better look at it before Billy grabs it out of his hands.

Maribella grins, holding the pooch to her chest.

"I call it the baby maker" she winks.

Billy looks down at the blanket, before quickly folding it, "Okay! well, we won't be needing this one!" he sputters, pushing it into Steve's hands.

"Yeah, I'm just gonna throw it over there, yep." Steve throws it on the bed just as Billy tells him not to.

Cindy looks at her son and his fiance with fondness in her eyes.

"Well, we better turn in. It's getting pretty late and it's been quite an evening. You both must be so tired. Goodnight everybody" she smiles and takes her leave.

Maribella, on the other hand, doesn't leave without making them both uncomfortable with her insinuations.

Honestly, how can an eighty-nine year old make the word 'Goodnight' sound so sexual!?

Once they are both alone, Steve is forced to sleep on the floor.

"This is stupid. Why do I have to sleep on the floor huh? Why aren't you the one doing it! This is my parent's house, that's like instant privileges for me" Steve complains, setting a blanket down on the floor, along with his pillow.

"Quit your whining, Harrington" Billy calls out from inside the bathroom.

Steve huffs, laying down on the hard, uncomfortable floor.

"So you haven't been home in a while, huh?" Billy calls out.

"That's probably because I haven't had a lot of vacation time these past three years and all" he snarks back.

"Yet again, quit your whining you big sook" Billy quips.

"Okay, don't look. I'm about to come out" Billy announces.

"Oh really? Well, congratulations Billy on coming out of the closest! I'm so proud" he jokes.

"Oh shut up" Billy gripes.

"Are your eyes closed?" he asks.

"Yes, my eyes are closed" Steve lies.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes I'm sure"

"Are you lying"

"No, I'm not. Their closed"

"Okay" and with that Billy quickly runs out of the bathroom over to the bed, Steve watching him the whole time from the floor.

Huffing out a laugh, Steve looks over at Billy who has covered himself with the blanket.

"That's what you bought to Alaska, for pyjamas" he snorts, having caught a glimpse of his boss only in tight black briefs, nothing else.

"Yes, this is what I bought to Alaska with me. Because I thought I was going to be staying in a nice little hotel, alone. Remember?" Billy retorts dryly.

"Look, why don't we just go to sleep, how's that sound for you" he breathes out, not wanting to get into it right now with Billy, throwing his hands up in defeat.

"Fine"

"Great"

"Yep"

"Billy!"

Billy huffs, climbing under the blankets after turning the lamp off.

Clearing his throat he leans back into the pillows but he can't even begin to try and sleep with the sun still beaming down on his face so he manoeuvres his head around trying to evade the sun, to no luck.

That doesn't work, so he shuffles some more, even moving further to the other side of the bed. But the sun is unrelenting and finds him every time.

"Well, looks like I won't be getting much sleep then it seems, what with this sun streaming in," he remarks, running a hand through his short hair.

"For crying out loud, Billy" Steve snaps, picking up the remote to shut the blinds, encasing the room in a shroud of darkness.

"Thank you" Billy clears his throat, to which Steve just hums, turning on his side.

This was going to be hell.

Complete and utter hell.

The following morning, Billy woke up to the sound of a phone ringing.

He pushes himself up from where his face was mushed into the pillows.

"Steve. The phone. Answer it" he whisper-shouts.

There's no response, so he tries again a little bit louder.

"Steve!"

Yet again, there's no sound.

Groaning, Billy sits up

"Crap. Steve the phone! Shit! Fucking shit-dick" he curses, looking everywhere for the stupid phone.

"Yeah. Right" Steve keeps his eyes closed ignoring the phone and Billy.

Billy continues to clang around trying to find the phone, knocking things over.

"Steve! Where is it!?"

"Bag. Left pocket on the side" Steve mumbles.

With a few more groans and banging and clanging, Billy finally picks up the phone.

"Hello. Hello? Hello" Billy calls into the phone.

"Uh! Dane! Yes, hello!" he breathes out in relief which quickly disappears when the phone starts to break up, distorting Eric's voice.

"Are you there!? Hello? Dane! Can you hear me? Hellooo"

Steve clenches his eyes shut in annoyance, trying to turn away from the sound while pulling the blanket over his head.

"I have horrible service down here! Oh crap. Let me quickly try and find somewhere better, Dane!" Billy shouts into the phone.

"Billy! Oh my god!" Steve shoves the blanket off, glaring at Billy.

"One minute! Give me one minute! Dane, just hold on for one second!" Billy whispers, jumping over the fallen luggage.

"No. No. No! Just hold on, Dane" Billy whispers into the phone, running to the door, leaving the room with the click of the door.

Steve lets out a frustrated groan, pulling the blanket back over his head.

Billy jogs down the stairs in just his briefs and a robe with the phone pressed up against his ear, trying to placate Dane.

"Dane. I'm sorry you feel like I've pressured you into doing Oprah, but..." he consoles, quickly walking through the lounge room, pulling his robe closed.

"Of course I want you to be comfortable, I apologise if it seems I haven't. Yes, yes. Dane, listen. It's going to be fine".

He quickly pulls on his boots once he's on the veranda before hurrying down the stairs onto the lawn.

"Dane, It's going to be fine. I can just call them and I can cancel it if that's what you want"

Unfortunately for Billy, he had made one mistake.

He forgot to shut the front door.

"Yes, Dane. You are completely right. Yes, of course, I'm listening to you. Yeah! I love listening to you." Billy's cuts off when he hears the sound of a bark.

Whipping around he curses under his breath.

That little shit of a dog got out.

The dog continues to yap at him, while he's trying to console Dane.

"Shh! Sit. Sit!" he hisses at the yapping demon.

"No! Not you, Dane. No, no" he laughs tightly as the dog keeps barking away at him.

"Dane, if I may get down to it, okay...I think it would be a mistake to back out. This is a big deal for you and great publicity. It can really do some good"

"Because, Dane, for so many years" he trails off, looking up when he hears the sound of a bird squawking above him.

His eyes widen when he spots the eagle in the tree, watching them with its beady eyes.

"You have inspired me with your beautiful words and I feel that-" he cuts off to shush the dog again.

"I think that It's time the world gets to enjoy your words and gives you the recognition you deserve, as they are so rich with passion and they should all be privy too-" His voice growing steadily in volume while eyeing the eagle that's now soaring above, and the dog at the same.

Eyes widening he watches on in horror as the eagle screeches and begins it's decent, heading straight for Icaro.

"Dane. I just uh, I just...I want you to be happy. Oh crap! Give me that dog!" He bellows, running after the eagle that now has Icaro in its grip trying to gain altitude.

"Dane, I just need you to hold on! Can you hold on for me please?" he pleads, speeding up.

"Give me that stupid dog!" He yells and pegs his phone at the bird completely missing, but he thanks his lucky stars when the bird drops the dog and he's able to catch it in his arms before it hits the ground.

"Oh thank god! Oh my god!" He breathes out in relief, running to pick up his phone.

"Dane? You still there?" he asks, "I'm so sorry! I dropped the phone. Now, listen. I don't want to sell you on anything" he glances up at the sky to see the eagle turning around towards them.

He picks up his pace, speed walking in the other direction "This is your legacy, this book, and it's up to you to present your legacy to the world. Call me tomorrow with your decision. And my phone is on all this time, okay bye bye!"

The eagle is just behind him so he lifts his hand up with the phone, to protect his head from the bird's talons.

He curses when the bird rips the phone out of his hand, taking off high into the trees.

"No! Wait!" he pleads.

Glancing down at the dog, a desperate idea pops into his head.

"Take the doggy. Come on birdy, look at the dog! I need that phone. Just take the juicy delicious dog!" he demands, running after the bird, holding the dog up in the air trying to get the birds attention.

Cindy and Maribella are watching from the balcony, laughing together while they watch Billy play with Icaro.

"Look at this" Cindy chuckles with her mum.

"Is that cute or what?" Maribella laughs.

"I know" Cindy agrees, giggling at the scene.

Steve walks downstairs to find both his mother and gammy laughing at something so he heads over to see what's going on.

"Morning guys. Have you seen... Oh my god" he trails off, watching Billy run around outside with his mother's dog.

"Yeah, he's playing with Icaro. I thought he didn't like him. Guess I was wrong, huh?" Cindy explains.

Maribella looks up at her grandson, "Will you go get him, Steve. We have a whole day planned for him, and he needs to get ready".

Steve sucks his bottom lip and starts to head down the stairs.

"Yeah. Tell him we have a big surprise for him!" Cindy calls out, at her sons retreating back.

"What the hell are you doing?" he sighs, closing his eyes briefly once he's a few feet away from Billy.

Billy swings around to look at Steve in despair.

"Oh my god! Your grandmother was completely right, Steve! The Eagle came and swooped right down and tried to take the stupid dog" he pants, gesturing wildly.

"But then I saved him. The eagle came back and took my phone!" he whines, throwing his head back in defeat.

Steve sucks his teeth, stopping in front of Billy.

"Are you drunk? High?" he asks, looking Billy up and down.

"What? No! I'm serious, Steve! He's got my phone, and Dane's calling me on that phone!" Billy huffs indignantly.

"Relax, all right. We'll order another phone, same number. We can go into town tomorrow and get it, alright?"

"Really?" Billy pauses, looking at Steve.

"Yeah, Billy. Really" Steve nods, exasperated.

"Oh, ok. Alright. Well, here you go then. How is that even a dog anyway? It's tiny and stupid" Billy puts the dog on the ground.

"You have to go get ready" Steve informs, briefly watching Icaro scurry into the house.

"For what?" Billy scrunches his face up.

"You're going out with mum and the girls today" Steve smirks.

Billy shakes his head looking at Steve, "I don't want to go out, so no thanks, but I'm good".

"Shopping, sightseeing and a big surprise" Steve continues, loving the fact that he gets to stay home, while Billy gets dragged off to do who knows what.

"I hate shopping"

"You'll love it"

"I hate sightseeing! Oh wow look over there, It's trees and a lake and holy shit Steve! More trees!"

"You're going" he states, raising his eyebrows at Billy, sternly.

"No! I don't want to go" Billy moans, shaking his head.

"You're going"

"I'm not going. I'm not going" he argues.

"Yes. You are. Now give me a nice big hug. We don't want them to think the lovebirds are fighting, do we Billykins?" Steve beams, grabbing Billy's arm.

"I don't want to touch you. You're gross" Billy sooks, pulling away.

"Come on, hug time!" Steve pulls Billy in by the robe as Billy keeps complaining.

"Oh, there we go" he taunts, hugging Billy tightly.

"Yeah that's nice" he comments, rubbing Billy's back who hums in annoyance.

"There we go, isn't that nice?" smirking to himself, he moves his hand down and rubs Billy's butt, before patting it.

"Boop. Boop, Boop" he snickers, continuing to pat his butt.

Billy glares over Steve's shoulder at a tree.

"If you touch my ass, one more time. I will cut your balls off in your sleep and stuff them down your throat. Ok?" he mutters in Steve's ear.

Blanching, Steve stops and pulls away from Billy.

"Alright, so we clear on that?" Billy clarifies once they are apart, looking at Steve.

"Yeah. Crystal" Steve nods, pursing his lips.

Grinning Billy chuckles, patting Steve's cheek tauntingly.

"Yeah. Such a good fiance" he coos, slapping Steve on the face, before sauntering off.

"Ow," Steve grunts, rubbing his cheek absentmindedly, watching Billy swagger inside.

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