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“Attention, ladies and Gentleman. Please return to your seats and buckle seat belts. We will be arriving in Dublin momentarily.” Said the tired looking flight attendant at the front of the plan while another went down the aisle collecting trash and making sure everyone was doing as told.
“Mark. Mark.” Jack gently shook Mark's shoulder.
Mark was leaning against the window of the plane, fast asleep. He had never been on a plane so long and he was dead tired from the long trip. He slowly woke up to the green hair man's voice, stretching and yawning.
“We here already?” Mark joked, making Jack giggle a bit.
“Yeah. Feels like we just got on the plane a few minutes ago, huh?” Jack played along. Mark noticed Jack had dark circles under his eyes.
“Didn't sleep, huh?” Mark laced his fingers with Jack's, squeezing slightly.
Jack shook his head. He never slept well on planes since he hated heights. He looked down and traced over Mark's titanium ring that he had bought him. His own matching ring glimmered in the light on his lift ring finger.
“We can get some sleep when we get back to your house...okay?” Mark looked out and saw the airport coming into view. Jack sighed, resting his head back with his eyes closed as they started to land.
Mark followed Jack around the airport, collecting their bags and Chica before making their way to a taxi. Jack pointed out a couple of things tiredly, both knowing Jack would have to retell him everything when they were more awake. Once they got to the house, they dropped their bags off at the door and gave Chica food/water. Finally, they went straight to bed, not even bothering to undress.
The sound of their two phones ringing incessantly finally forced the two to wake up. By this point it was late afternoon in Ireland, which meant it was still morning back in L.A.
“You get it.” Jack mumbled, still mostly asleep. Even in the afternoon's he wasn't a morning person.
Mark looked at his phone with blurry eyes...Wade. He rubbed his eyes as he swiped the answer button.
“Hey, Man...Sorry I didn't text when we landed. I was just so tired.” Mark said sleepily. His stomach growled loudly and he realized how long it had been since he ate.
“It's ok. I understand.” Wade reassured Mark. Wade paused for a moment, looking for words. “So I take you haven't seen the news yet?”
“I haven't looked at my phone since we switched planes, man. What's up?” Mark felt more awake now, hair standing on end. Jack was a bit more alert now, watching Mark carefully.
“Ryan was arrested, man. He...you know he and Matt said they were going on vacation, right?” Wade was struggling. He was still processing it all.
“Yeah...” Mark waited. He hated hearing the pain in his best friends voice.
“Well, apparently it was a lie. Matt and Ryan were...I don't know...experimenting with some really kinky sex stuff. Guess they wanted to be left alone.” Wade paused again, trying to control his breathing. “Well, from what the media is saying, things got too rough and Ryan accidentally killed Matt. They are charging him with negligent homicide.”
“Dude, no way Ryan could do that...” Mark swallowed, tears forming in his eyes. He hated lying to his friend.
“I thought so too, but Ryan called the police himself and confessed. He apparently confessed to him and Matt killing two other people too, even told them where they could find the burned bodies and everything. They are charging him with the murders of those two as well. I went to see him...because I couldn't believe it...and he admitted it all to me.” Wade wasn't holding together too well. Mark didn't blame him. A friend of theirs just admitted to three murders.
“I...I just can't...” Mark began but Wade cut him off.
“Yeah, I know what you mean. I didn't want to ruin your vacation...but I thought you should know. It's an open and shut case so yeah.” Wade said solemnly.
“Th...Thanks man. I'll tell Jack and we will get in touch soon.” Mark stole a glance at Jack, running a hand through his hair. “Are you all doing okay?”
“Yeah, man. You were closer to them than we were so...yeah. I'll let you go and tell everyone I got in touch. Talk to you later.” Wade hung up.
Mark sat the phone down beside him, sighing deeply. A wave of guilt washing over him. He felt Jack move closer, wrapping around him as he rested his head on his chest.
“You know we had to.” Jack said quietly. He slowly traced patterns on Mark's chest.
“I know...but he was my friend....our friend.” Mark moved his hand to stroke Jack's hair, feeling himself calming down under Jack's touch.
“Anti said the trance won't break. He rewrote his memories so he honestly believes he and Matt killed those people. We are safe to be happy.” Jack kissed along Mark's jawline till Mark tilted his head and kissed him.
“I know. I love you, you know.” Mark said, brushing his thumb against Jack's cheek.
“I know.” Jack pulled himself away from Mark reluctantly. “Want to grab something to eat and play a game. Tomorrow we can go meet my family, since we are getting married and all.”
Mark pulled Jack back down, pinning his hands above his head as he lay over top of him. “Maybe later.”