After everyone was settled and some of their things were unpacked, one by one each of the guys came and knocked on Brian and Leighanne's door. In turn, each was let in. A.J. wanted everyone to go out to dinner together and they all basically agreed to that. Leighanne did not care either way, but she wanted to talk to Brian about what happened earlier. That would have to wait. They all went to McDonald's because Leighanne said that she was tired and everyone but A.J. agreed. A.J. finally agreed realizing that it would be an oppurtunity to drag everyone along to McDonald's. They ate quickly and soon returned to the hotel.
"I really need to talk to talk to you, honey," Leighanne said sadly.
"Okay, what do you wanna talk about?"
"Us, you, the group, the fans, me, the tour, management--"
"Whoa! Slow down. Just tell me one thing at a time."
"The Firm is sending me home."
"OVER MY DEAD BODY!!!"
"No, Bri, it would be over mine."
"What are you saying?"
"The fans, they're physically abusive."
"What? When? How?"
"They've said hurtful things, but I didn't care and neither did you. It all started in Orlando at the airport when we left. They called me ugly and told me how I didn't deserve you. It got me thinking, but it never actually hurt me. Then today I saw Annie. She's the girl that I talk to every year. She slapped me, really hard. The Firm thinks that this is a sign of what is to come. I'm going home. Tomorrow's show is my last one."
"But, no! I want you to be here with me."
"That's what I want, too."
"Then why are you leaving?"
"It's for my safety and everyone else's."
"Fine! I won't fight it. It's only three more weeks, isn't it?"
"Yeah. See that won't be so bad, will it?"
"No, I guess not."
"Let's go to sleep. Brian, tomorrow has to be your best show. We're in Frankfurt, these are your fans from the beginning."
"I don't care how long they've been fans! Tomorrow has to be my best show, because it's gonna be the last one you see on this tour."
"Whatever you think, just as long as you go to sleep!!"
"Okay, good night," he said softly as he climbed under the covers and she went into the bathroom.
"Good night!" she called back. "I love you."
"Love you, too!"
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