((Hey guys, so sorry it's been so long. I was waiting on my editor who kept getting distracted. I finally decided to just update without her revising it. So here you go, once again sorry it's been so long, i'll try to get on a regular schedule again ))

A few weeks went by and today Mark and Jack stood at the airport, prepared to pick up Felix and Ken. The men stood at the terminal the flight would be arriving at. Mark wore a black cap to cover his red hair and hopefully not get noticed while Jack wore a black beanie, covering his green hair, though it stuck out slightly in the front.

Jack glances down at his phone for what seemed like the ten millionth time, anxiously awaiting the men to arrive. Neither Jack nor Mark had seen Felix or Ken in a while. They hadn't even talked, though of course people got busy. Especially with the entire ordeal Mark and Jack faced.

After a bit of waiting people begin swarming out of the terminal, Mark and Jack both glance around looking for the familiar faces but not seeing them.

After nearly everyone had emptied out they still were nowhere to be seen, Mark pulls out his phone preparing to text Felix.

Before Mark can text, Jack feels a hand grab his shoulder tightly, making him jump and quickly turn around. As he turns around, a bit shaken from the surprise hand grabbing him, he is met with familiar blue eyes and blonde hair.

"Dammit Felix! You scared the crap outta me!"

Jack scolds the man, punching his shoulder a bit. Felix laughs, though his laugh sounded slightly off to Jack, who simply ignores it.

"Why are you so jumpy? Are you scared of something?"

Felix says with a grin, his eyes seeming to grow dark for a split second, so fast Jack wasn't sure it was really there. Jack stares into his blue eyes for a few more seconds before shaking his head, simply deciding it was a trick of the light.

Before he can say anything else the familiar black haired man walks over, placing his hand on Felix's shoulder gently, but firmly.

"Hello Mark... Se-... Jack."

Ken greets with a small almost forced smile. Jack smiles, though stares at the man curiously, it had sounded like he was going to say his real name, which almost no one did.

"Hey Ken... Felix."

Mark greets the two, shooting a small glare at Felix for scaring Jack, but soon smiles once again.

"Well I'm sure you guys don't want to be at an airport any longer, so let's get going."

Mark suggests with a small smile. The men agree and soon they are all walking to the car. As Ken and Felix walk ahead Jack is stopped by the red haired man.

"Hey, you ok? You look like you've seen a ghost."

Mark questions worriedly. When Felix had scared him, they stared at each other for longer than was needed, and Jack's face had flushed of all color when he looked into the Swedish man's blue eyes. Jack reaches up a hand touching his cheek, he hadn't noticed his face was flushed.

"Yah... I'm fine... Just tired is all."

Jack mutters quietly, his lie caught easily by Mark. The red haired man watches him for a few more seconds before sighing, deciding to push it no further. He nods and puts his arm around the slightly smaller Irish man as they begin walking again.

"Alright... but just know you can tell me anything, Sean."

Mark glances over at the man once again before they catch up with the two others.

"So... You two are really a couple now, eh?"

Felix mumbles under his breath as they walk to the car, his voice almost sounding like a growl.

"Uh... yah."

Mark responds, his brown eyes watching the Swede closely, not knowing why he sounded angry about the idea.

"And couldn't be happier."

Jack adds smiling up at the red haired man. Mark pulls his brown eyes away from the blonde man and looks at the Irish man with a grin.

Ken grumbles something under his breath as they walk, pulling Mark and Jack's attention away from each other, and to him.

"What was that Ken?"

Mark questions not quite hearing what he said. Ken turns his head, his face empty before a seemingly forced smile spreads across it.

"Nothing, Just that I'm glad you two get a happy ending....."

He smiles, struggling to keep a pleasant tone to his voice, and succeeding to do so, though Mark still keeps a close eye on the black haired man.

Soon they are in the car and on their way back to Mark's house. Mark driving, Jack beside him in the passenger seat, and the two other men in the back. The car ride was fairly quiet, a weird tension between the four men that wasn't usually there.

Jack was still a bit twitchy, playing with his hands in his lap, his eyes occasionally looking backwards, as though he expected someone to be right behind him when he did.

Of course Mark noticed his nervous energy, watching him with worry. He soon reaches over grabbing the Irish Man's hand, keeping his other hand on the wheel.

Jack looks over at the red haired man who focuses on the road, but gives his hand a small squeeze, calming the man ever so slightly as was evident by the twitching which had stopped.

Mark looks up into his mirror, where he could see Felix watching their hands grasping each other, his eyes seem to flash for a second going from the normal blue to a sickening, unnatural, but ever so familiar green.