Lynn's eyes widened. "Months?!"

Christine nodded. "This is a long road, I have some girls that have been here for up to two years."

"But what about his perfroming?" JC questioned.

"If he gets well as planned, he'll be outta here in 2 months minimal." Christine put an arm around his shoulder as he walked up to the rest of the group. "Then he'll be back on that stage, breaking young girls' hearts everwhere." She smiled warmly up at him. "Wontcha Justin?"

Justin shrugged his shoulders. "Yeah.."

"You don't seem to sure of yourself, Justin." Christine squeezed his shoulder effectionatly. "I thought for sure that you would have some sort of ego." Christine looked at her watch. "Well, I hate to rush this part, but you'll have to say your good-byes. Its about time for dinner." Christine released her arm from around Justin's shoulders and took his bag from his arm.

Lynn was the first one to walk up to Justin. She reached over and hugged him tightly. "You get better fast, Okay sweetheart." She laughed though her tears. "Don't leave me with Jon for too long." Lynn gave Justin a kiss on the cheek.

JC was the next one to walk up. "Don't be mad, man." JC reached his hand out, and Justin accepted. "Just get better okay, dude?" Justin nodded and JC pulled him into a brotherly hug.

"Okay, enough of this mushy crap." Chris reached up and rubbed Justin's bleached-blonde curls. "The offer's still up, kid."

"Who are you callin' kid?"

"Oh, He's getting better already!" Chris laughed. "Take care Justin, I don't plan on givin' all those fans to Lance yet."

"Well, Let's go round up the girls, Justin." Christine turned her attention to Lynn, JC, and Chris. "Don't worry about him, We'll keep that ego in check." She reached down and picked Justin's bag up handed it to him. "You ready?" Justin gave a simle nod, as he and Christine turned back twards the house.

JC watched on as Justin walked in. "You dont really mean what you said. Right Chris?"

"JC, you weren't listening to her were you? He's not aloud to have any conctact outside of the people, or girls actually, there untill he's done."

JC's eys lit up in humor. "You bribed him?!"

Chris shrugged, "Whatever works."