Sean stomped through his house muttering to himself thinking up creatively painful things to do to the person that was banging on his front door so insistently. He threw open the door screaming, "WHAT DO YOU WANT MOTHERFUCKER?!"

Somehow when he saw it was Hunter on the other side he wasn't exactly relieved. His neck was killing him and he wasn't exactly in the mood for a go-round with The Game.

"Nice to see you too Pac," Paul snickered pushing his way into the house. "You sound like you've been around Justin too much. I hope you don't answer your door like that all the time… you'll scare the poor girl scouts when they come to deliver your cookies."

Sean just stood looking at his friend and struggled to hold onto his anger, but Paul was making that difficult. "Come on Sean you know you love me," Paul insisted trying to pull off HBK's puppy eyes but failing miserably and Sean finally had to give into his laughter. "Paul you look like one of those Russian dogs with the long noses only drunk."

Paul knew he should be insulted at the crack about his nose but was too happy that the Kid seemed to be glad to see him. "Does this mean you're not mad at me anymore Kid?" He asked hopefully.

Sean crossed his arms and glared at his older friend. "You got Shawn in trouble Hunter."

"But it was for his own good Kid… you know he can't wrestle and it will only kill him to be so close and not be able to wrestle." Hunter reasoned.

"You treated me like I was your fucking underling bucko," Sean shouted getting to the real problem. "I thought you loved me and instead you treated me like your fucking door mat!"

"Oh baby," Paul said sighing, "I do love you… and I'm sorry I really am. Not just for what I did to you but for all of it. But that bitch had my head so messed up… please baby I miss you. Just give me another chance."

"Yeah for how long Paul? Until the next whore comes along? It was bad enough when you dumped me for Chyna… shit but Stephanie McMahon? I'm not some fucking toy Paul that you can just put away when you are tired of playing with me!" Sean marched around Paul and made his way back downstairs to the basement where he sank down into the expensive leather couch and closed his eyes trying to ignore the pain in his neck that seemed to only get worse. Sean felt the couch dip as Paul sat down but ignored him as he tried to hopelessly force the pain to go away.

"What's wrong baby… your neck bothering you?" Paul lifted one of his large hands and placed it on the back of Sean's neck starting to massage lightly.

Sean wanted to protest but it felt so good so quickly that all he could do was whimper, "hurts Pauly."

"What happened baby?" Paul whispered as he turned Sean so that his back was to him and then started kneading his friend's sore neck muscles.

"Just work," Sean said. "Make it go 'way Pauly."

"That big nasty pain doesn't stand a chance baby," Pauly whispered working on the muscles in Sean's neck and shoulders. "How long you been having problems with your neck?"

"Coup mons," Sean mumbled.

Paul laughed and said, "You wanna try that in English now Kid?"

"A couple fucking months ok?!" Sean shouted. "And stop calling me Kid Goddamnit… I'm gonna fucking be 30 in the next year!"

"Did you say a couple months Brat?" Paul growled.

Angrily Sean jerked away and stood up as quickly as his neck would let him. Turning around he stood with his hands on his hips and scowled down at Hunter. "YES I SAID A COUPLE FUCKING MONTHS OK! IF ALL YOU'RE GONNA DO IS LECTURE ME THEN GET THE FUCK OUT!"

"I'm sorry baby," Paul said hastily. "I'm just worried about you. Vince is pushing you too hard. He's not taking your neck into allowance. You know that you have to be more careful than the rest of us."

"Riiiiiiiiiight… you, Flair and McMahon are all worried about little Sean. I buy that and I also buy that a flying pig is gonna drop off a naked Jeff Hardy on my doorstep." Sean paced the room erratically rubbing his neck angry at his former friend.

Paul got up off the couch and moved into Sean's path forcing him to stop. "I am worried baby… come on I mean we are blood. Just because we are fighting on opposite sides doesn't mean that we are any less than blood brothers. Let me prove it."

"How you gonna do that? By pounding my ass? I hate to tell ya a lot of people have been doing that and I didn't believe them either." Sean growled.

"No, by giving you what you need baby," Paul said sighing.

Reluctantly Sean nodded and allowed Paul to pull him up two flights of stairs into his bedroom where he told Sean to strip and lie face down on the bed. As Sean did this Paul went into the bathroom looking for and finding the baby oil then coming back out took off his shirt. Moving to the bed Paul moved so that his denim encased legs were straddling Sean's lower back and putting a little of the oil in his hands started massaging Sean's neck and back.

After several minutes of this Sean sighed. "I do miss you Pauly. Things just aren't the same without you."

"I miss you too Kid," Paul said genuinely. "I miss having people around me that I can trust. I miss knowing that you've got my back. I miss knowing that you're just there. God knows you'd make the nights a lot better."

"You sound lonely Huntsy," Sean observed. "What's wrong you and the billion dollar bitch not getting along?"

"We get along ok… but she isn't you," Paul said regretfully. "Baby do you ever wish…"

"Wish what Tripsy?" Sean prompted when his friend didn't continue.

"That it could be the six of us again?" Paul whispered starkly.

"You mean the Kliq?" Sean asked surprised.

"Yeah, the Kliq… the brothers… the family… do you ever wish the six of us could be back together again?" Paul asked lost in the past.

Sean groaned as Paul's hands were working magic. "Come 'ere Pauly," Sean commanded. Reluctantly Paul got off Sean's back and after further prompting laid down with Sean half on top of him looking down at him.

"I think about it a lot," Sean said watching Paul's eyes. "But how would we do that? I mean I'm so fucking stuck up McMahon's ass I'd never get loose and you're head over heels in love with Stephie. Kev n Scotty are lost in Indy land and HBK can't even wrestle."

"We would find a way… I know we could," Paul insisted almost frantically.

Sean looked at him wishing he saw something different in his eyes. "You know what I think Pauly? I think you took a gamble and got EVERYTHING you wanted. You wanted to be bigger than Kliq and you are. You wanted to break all bonds with us and you have. You wanted the boss's daughter and you got her, and now that you have everything you realize you're alone. You don't miss us you miss having someone to conquer."

"That's not true," Paul said upset.

Sean hushed him by placing a finger over his lips. "Yes it is, but you know what? I miss you and love you anyway. I think someday you'll really mean all those things, but not today."

"I NEED YOU SEAN," Paul cried desperately.

"For what? To betray one more person? I'm tired of bring the bad guy all the time. I'm tired of being wanted for what I can do for someone else. You know Paul there was a time when you wanted for others more than yourself. But then Chyna played with your head and Stephie played with your head and you forgot who REALLY loves you." Sean lifted a hand and stroked the side of Paul's face.

"You know what I want?" Sean asked. "I want that idea of yours and until I get it I ain't going no where. I'm not selling my soul for another person, but that door of mine is always open to you baby. If you need a recharge you come back and see me."

Paul nodded looking up at his friend through watery eyes. "Kid can we just… lay here for awhile?" Sean nodded and laid his head down on Paul's chest sighing when his friend wrapped his strong arms around him and held on tight.

Later that night as he was getting ready to leave Paul looked at Sean then away reluctant to ask a favor… afraid that his friend would not understand.

"Do you need something to tell Stephie?" Sean asked.

"Thank you Kid," Paul whispered his eyes huge with emotion.

Sighing Sean shook his head and lifting his hands framed Paul's face. "Someday you'll remember what it means to be Kliq. Tell Stephie that she's got a mole… but I don't know who."

"Do you need something for Vince?" Paul asked watching his friend.

"It would help," Sean said smiling running a finger over Paul's face.

"Tell Vince that Stephie's bringing in Steiner," Paul whispered still upset that she would do that.

"Holy shit!" Sean exclaimed. "But where does that leave you?"

Paul looked away not answering and Sean understood what was happening. "Pauly you think about what we talked about… the Kliq… it may be more possible than you realize. If you tell Stephie that it'll be done with us and trust me I WILL find out."

Paul nodded feeling slightly stronger. "I love you Kid."

"I love you too Pauly," Sean replied and reaching up brought Paul's head down for a sweet gently kiss. "You better go now before Stephie has a cow."

Paul nodded reluctantly wishing desperately that he could just stay there and be loved unconditionally again. Thinking that was nothing more than a dream he turned and walked out not bothering to look behind him.

Sean closed the door and sighed. "That was risky Chico," he heard from behind him just as strong arms wrapped around his waist.

"I know Scotty but he needed it," Sean said. "He's coming back to us."

"You sure Kid?" He heard Kevin ask.

Sniffling Sean nodded as he turned and buried his face in Scotty's warm furry chest. "Stephie's bringing in Steiner."

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck," Kevin swore knowing that with Steiner in the camp there was no need for The Game too.

"I told him to tell Stephie that she's got a mole," Sean said chuckling.

"Does she?" Scott asked curiously.

"Not that I know of… but she'll tear everyone apart one way or the other until she finds one," Sean said smiling.

"So the Kliq's comin' back?" Sean heard HBK ask and peaked around Scotty at his friend who was resting in Kevin's arms.

"Justin have anything interesting I can pass along?" Sean asked.

"Nope all's quiet on the Flair front," HBK replied smiling at Sean. "But he's as ready to be done with this as you are."

"All we need is Pauly to come around and the Kliq will be back," Kevin said.

Later that night Paul eased into the home he shared with Stephanie. Quietly he climbed the stairs to their bedroom and walked in. Several months ago he would have been surprised by the sight in the bed, but now seeing Stephanie looking up at him from the arms of other men didn't even phase him. Suddenly he remembered how it felt to be inside Sean's arms again. He remembered Sean had offered him love again. He remembered that Sean had accepted him again.

"Is he turning?" Stephanie squeaked annoyingly.

Paul looked down at her then over to the almost completely bald head of Paul E. "I love you too Pauly," he heard Sean whisper in his mind. "Pauly you think about what we talked about… the Kliq… it may be more possible than you realize," he heard again and suddenly everything was clear.

"She was talking to you freak!" He heard Steiner growl from Stephanie's other side.

Paul looked down at the finger that had been held prisoner by Stephie's bond for so long. Determined Paul slipped the ring off and tossed it at Stephanie. "No I am… Game over bitch!"

Then ignoring the screaming and shouting Paul turned and walked from the house feeling stronger than he had in a long time. Later as he stood ringing Sean's doorbell he prayed that he'd been right and that his foolish act hadn't fucked things up.

When Sean opened the door and saw Paul back the expression on his face was priceless. Wordlessly Paul held up the hand that had worn Stephie's ring for so long showing Sean that it was no longer there.

"Can I come home?" He whispered afraid he'd be sent packing.

Smiling Sean held out his hand to his friend and when it was taken led him downstairs where the rest of the Kliq minus Justin was resting comfortably.

"He's home," Sean said simply at the questioning glances.

When Paul found himself immediately engulfed in arms and hugs he finally smiled realizing just how right Sean was.

The End!