The accident a few months ago brought the Backstreet Boys closer together, but all's still not right with Nick's world. Will he ever find a way to say the things that need to be said?

Disclaimer: You know the drill. I don't know them, they don't know me, and I'm certainly NOT them. This is all a product of my sorely overactive imagination. If any of them find this - don't sue, I'm poor. Also, I'm going to stick an R rating on this story.