At the concert venue, the other 4 sensed Justin’s troubled mind. They’d been together for so long that they noticed little things like that. After the concert they finally spoke up.
“ Justin, what’s up?” Chris asked, “ We can practically hear your thoughts, you’re thinking so loud.”
Justin’s panicked face brought a short laugh before Justin realized it was a joke.
“ If I changed and *N Sync couldn’t go on, would you guys still be there for me?” Justin asked, choosing his words carefully.
“ Hey, we’ll be here for you no matter what. We all promised that to each other,” JC answered, “ Care to tell us what’s bothering you?”
Justin brought his eyes up to meet their worried ones.
“ Sorry guys, its totally confidential,” Justin replied.
“ Wow, when did we ever get that chick on our crew?” Joey asked with a low whistle.
Skye walked by, giving Justin a knowing glance.
“ Excuse me, but are you lost?” Joey asked.
“ No, I found who I was looking for. Justin, I’m Skye Robinson. I have an interview with your now,” Skye answered, extending a hand like she was on a business mission, “ This is Hailey, my assistant.”
Skye closed the door behind her and locked it.
“ Have you made you decision?” Skye asked.
“ Yeah. I’ll be turned, since I’m no good to anyone dead,” Justin answered.
“ I want you to relax, Justin. Hailey assures me it doesn’t hurt a bit,” Skye massaged his tense shoulders as Hailey moved in.
A slight sharpness and pressure was all Justin felt on his neck, then he felt a warm drink placed at his lips.
“ Now sleep,” Skye’s hands fell over his eyes and under her command he slept dreamlessly.
The other 4 waited outside patiently for Justin. The reporter and assistant finally came out of the room.
“ Mr. Timberlake fell asleep, the poor thing,” Skye said, “ Tell him I’ll be in touch soon.”
“ Why does Justin always get the hot chicks?” Joey grumbled as a bodyguard picked Justin up effortlessly like he was a mere child.
“ Stop your whining and come on,” Lance rolled his light green eyes.
The 4 walked out to the waiting limo.