"You have to. Mom and dad will be here tomorrow."

"Fuck mom and da…."

"Watch your language Zac! That's our parents your talking about and they are the last people I will let you insult like that."

"I haven't insulted anyone."

"You have too."

"Like who."

"Me for one. Taylor, Dorin."

"I didn't insult anyone."

"Bullshit you didn't."

"How so!"

"Think about it Zac. You’re a smart kid. You'll figure it out."

"Oh god!"

Zac yelled into the phone.

"You have to come home."

"I'm not."

"You are. And you're coming home if I have to come and get you."

Zac stomped his foot.

"God I hate you!"

Isaac paused.

When he spoke again, his voice quavered.

"I really hope you don't mean that."

Zac was about to respond when he heard the dial tone.

Hanging up the phone he looked at his friend.

"I just made a really big mistake."

Mercy and Jeremy stood at the door, lightly tapping on it and putting their ears to it.

"I know you're not asleep in there Door. I want to talk to you."

Mercy sighed as there was still no answer.

"God damnit. That kid causes more problems in this family."

Jeremy turned to her.

"So."

She scowled at him.

"So what. If he would just fucking straighten out and clean up, maybe watch what he says occasionally, things we be different around here."

"Your right. Things would be different. But they aren't. So that means we have to live with them the way they are, and you still have to love him even though he does cause problems."

Jeremy turned back to the door and began knocking again.

"Come on Dorin. I just want to talk to you a little. Please!"

They heard the bed creak, and waited for the door to open.

Dorin's tired face appeared, and he stood there, still holding the door.

Jeremy sighed.

"Door it's okay."

Jeremy walked to his brother and embraced him in a hug.

"It'll work out. Things will be cool."

Jeremy let go and his sister walked to Dorin and hugged him too.

"We'll get home after all this and be a family again. It'll be better when we get home."

Dorin nodded.

"Where are they."

Jeremy nodded towards the door.

"In Zac's room. Not coming out. I haven't heard any sounds of beds being pulled apart and holes being knocked in the walls, so I'm not too worried."

Dorin shook his head.

"Did you talk to Isaac?"

Jeremy smiled.

"Got a hold of him and told him everything."

"And?"

"And he says Zac needs to come home."

"Got any plans?"

Zac Hanson squeezed his eyes shut as a tear trickled down his cheek.

"Han! It'll be fine. You'll stay here. I'm staying here. The least we can do is stay together. I don’t want to go home any more then you do. We'll be okay."

Zac Hanson started to cry.

"It's not that Zac! It has nothing to do with staying or leaving. No matter when I go home, it doesn't matter. Ike is mad at me. I can't ever go home."

He sobbed.

Zac Dentra looked around the room. Comforting a crying sister was one thing, but your best friend was completely different.

"Zac don't cry. It'll be okay. We'll get this worked out."

His friend fell back on the bed, letting out more tears.

"Prove it!"

From there they would pretty much stay in the hotel room, going to interviews or shows only when they were scheduled. Not going anywhere but there, the store, and the hotel 5 star restaurant.

Both of the Zac's had stayed together, refusing to allow Zac Hanson to leave, and turning down Isaac's phone calls. There really hadn't been any other choice. In order to get Zac home Isaac, or their parents would have to force him by flying to New York and physically removing him. Isaac had convinced their parents that Zac was in New York for fun, and the Dentras had brought him there just for that purpose.

"Next show is Mtv live."

"I'm aware of that."

Mercy went back to eating. Ever since Saturday Dorin had sort of, collected and stayed to himself. Hadn't talked much to either her or Jem, and when they had been scheduled to go the Rosie show, had said absolutly nothing to Zac. Their tension had to be seen by fans and the general public, but neither Zac or Dorin really seemed to care much.

"What time do we have to be there tomorrow?"

"Two."

It was now Wednesday, and they were scheduled for Mtv live Thursday.

"It'll be fun."

"If you say so."

Dorin stayed contently reading his newspaper. Not once looking up, the only movements he made were those to put another bite in his mouth or to lift his coffee.

"Are you excited to meet Carson?"

"Not really."

Mercy tried attempt after attempt to get her brother to speak in more then fragments.

"You know how we were going to stay an extra week in New York after all the shows?"

"Of course I know."

"Are we still going to?"

For the first time Dorin looked up from his reading.

"Doubtful. No wait, let me re phrase that. No."

Mercy sighed. So the whole trip hadn't been just for them to be on tv, and on radio, it was to go shopping, and have a good time, and now that was ruined too.

"Why not. I didn't do anything wrong."

"Well. You have Zac to blame then. Anyway, we wouldn't want Zac Hanson to be any later then he already is."

Mercy frowned.

"What do you mean?"

"Well it seems that I'm just not trying my hardest to get the damn kid home. I need to try harder."

"Did Ike say that to you?"

Dorin shrugged.

"To that affect yes."

Mercy sighed.

"That's too bad."

"Yes it is. Wrap up. We need to get going."

"Shut up D! I'm watching."

"Don't tell me to shut up."

The two sat in front of the television, munching on snacks they had somehow managed to get the bell boy to bring up.

"This movie is kinda dumb."

"Kinda?"

As they sat and watched, the door to the room opened, and a very stern Dorin entered.

"Turn down the volume on that and do it now."

Zac Hanson looked to his friend questioningly.

He didn't move.

Walking to the television Dorin grabbed the clicker from his brother.

"I meant it."

Turning it off and taking the remote with him, he left, walking to his room.

"Fuck that."

Zac turned to his friend and shrugged.

"Off to my room once again.

Scattered 'great's' and 'fines' were heard.

"I hear you guys have been working on a new album? Or was that just a rumor."

"I think that's just a rumor."

Zac shrugged and sat back again.

"So what have you guys been up to lately?"

Mercy sat foreward.

"Well, here in New York. When we get home we're going to get to work on some new material though. And maybe in the fall or winter there will be a new album. We were actually thinking about a tour even."

Carson raised an eyebrow.

"A tour? You guys are going to tour?"

"We're thinking about it. It's something that could happen."

"Wow. Well I'll tell you a lot of your fans would probably love you for that."

Mercy smiled.

"It would be fun."

Carson looked at the camera.

"Well when we come back we'll hear a little more from the members of Who's What, and we'll take a look at their plans for the rest of this year."

The camera man counted down and signaled a commercial break.

"A tour eh? Sounds like you guys have been thinking."

Mercy shrugged.

"That was just a thought though, we haven't really made any decisions."

Carson looked over at Zac. Leaning closer to the female singer he whispered.

"It looks like something is eating him. Got a clue?"

Mercy frowned.

"It's a long story. One of those personal ones that we don't share with the whole world."

Carson sat back, nodding.

"Your very blunt aren't you."

"Only when it comes down to the neccesary."

"It went fine."

Zac looked out the window of the travel van and watched as the fans waved.

They always seemed to find their car. No matter what, it was like a leak in security or something.

He looked up to the front of the car.

"Only two more interviews til we go home. Not very many."

Dorin looked at his sister.

"I know."

"You sure you don't want to stay?"

"I thought I made myself clear when I said no."