At first, no one knew what to do, and it seemed like we changed direction every few hours. Could we still go to work, as long as we kept our distance, or should we stay home? Should we stay three feet apart, or six? Should we wear masks, or were we okay to go without them?

Now, we’ve gone for almost a month hardly ever leaving the apartment, and the last time we went out for more than a quick errand was the day we helped Gus pack his things and move out of his dorm at NYU mid-semester. And I’m still not sure anyone truly knows what to do. But we’re all doing the best we can. For right now, that’s all we can do.

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Brian, Justin, and Gus quarantine together in New York, trying to stay grounded amid the chaos and uncertainty.

I was in Atlanta when I first started noticing the strange, intermittent numbness and tingling in the fingers of my right hand. I was finishing up some paperwork, and I was having a hard time holding onto the pen, though at the time I thought it was just because I couldn't feel my fingers in the way that I was used to. I knew I'd been pushing myself too hard, spending too much time working on my laptop and not enough time doing yoga, so I thought it was probably just stress. I needed a break, although I wasn't sure when I was going to get one, because I was only scheduled to have two days at home before I had to leave again to travel to Dallas.

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Rob has a health scare that leads him to reevaluate his life. Brian helps support him along the way.

Sequel to "Simple and Straightforward"

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Counting down the days until Brian’s final radiation treatment was like counting down to normalcy -- at least, as normal as their life together ever had been or could be. At the very least, it would be an end to the runaway roller coaster ride of the last six weeks. Life had been speeding through a shitload of twists and turns, dragging a breathless Justin and Brian along for the white-knuckled ride as they both struggled to make sense of the scenery flying by.

This story puts such a smile on my face. It's happy, It's sad, it's beautifully written and most of all,  IT MAKES ME FEEL THINGS! -SunshineSally

Justin loses his memory after the bashing. Can Brian help him get it back?

Timeline: 4 years post-513. This is a Season 5 AU series fic.

Lyrics taken from "I Don't Know When, But A Day's Gonna Come" by Bright Eyes.

Brian is sexually assaulted. This is the story of the aftermath.

When Michael falls deathly ill, Ben has never been more afraid in his life. No, scratch that. When Michael falls deathly ill and disappears out of thin air minutes before the ambulance arrives, Ben has never been more afraid in his life. All he wants to do is find his husband, alive and well, and to feel like he's not going crazy. He'd also love it if this duck would stop stalking him and breaking into his house. It's the last thing he needs right now.