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Family Tradition	By : medievalcutie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Fall Out Boy Views: 2896 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Fall Out Boy. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: Okay, so this chapter is a series of dream vignettes of Becca's, ending with a scene not in anyone's dreams. I made the details of the relationship between Becca and Spencer a little hazy to keep a bit of suspense for my plot bunnies on purpose. So without any more useless author drivel, here's the chapter. Enjoy! *hugs*

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Rebecca tossed a pillow across the small tour bus at Brendon who had been laughing at her commentary on the movie that they were watching while on their way to the next stop on tour. She had finally agreed to come out on the tour with them for a few weeks after getting a marathon of calls on her cell at all hours of the night, despite telling the boys that she would rather not go. Spencer had been the worst at trying to get her out, as he claimed she needed to get out and start doing stuff again after what he considered the proper mourning time for the guy she had been dating. So she had caved and was now staying on a cramped tour bus with the four guys who were some of her best friends in the world.

“Oh shove it, Brendon. I warned you that I have already seen this movie enough times with Petey to have it memorized, and yet you still insisted on putting it in.”

“Yes, but I didn’t tell you to start singing along and quoting every single line, with your own tossed in, did I?”

“No, but you started it, so don’t push the blame off on me, either.”

“What are you two arguing about now?”

Rebecca turned to laugh at Jon sticking his head out from the bunk area where he had been busy on one of his cleaning sprees, having spent most of the morning fussing at Brendon for letting his bunk clutter fall out into the floor. She flashed an angelic smile at her friend before taking the bag of chips from Spencer, who was sitting nearby on his computer.

“Nothing, Jon. Brendon was just complaining that I can quote the movie forwards and backwards. I think he’s jealous.”

“I didn’t say anything like that. I was complaining because you have quoted every line in the entire movie, including adding in your own. I don’t think I’ve heard a single line of the movie that you haven’t been saying or singing along with.”

Rebecca laughed as Jon merely rolled his eyes and went back to his bout of cleaning, leaving the two to their argument. It was always been good-natured teasing between Brendon and herself, almost as if they were siblings. She smiled innocently to Brendon, who sighed and stood, heading towards the back of the bus, mumbling something about checking on Ryan. She laughed as Spencer snatched the bag of chips back from her hands, sticking out her tongue at him playfully.

“Oh, you want to try that, do you?”

“And just what are you going to do about that, huh Spencey?”

“This.”

Before Rebecca could do anything in retaliation, Spencer had leaned over and kissed her, letting his arms reach up to cup her face gently. At first the shock sort of kept her paralyzed, but as soon as she had regained her footing, Spencer pulled back with a bit of a smirk on his face.

“Just had to do that. Every time you’ve stuck your tongue out, I’ve felt like doing that.”

“Really then?”

Rebecca laughed and playfully stuck her tongue out at him again, not really knowing why they were suddenly kissing and such, but not wanting to question anything too deeply at the moment. So this time when Spencer leaned over for a kiss, she was ready and was able to return the kiss.

~*~

“Come on, Reby. There’s a club that some of the other guys are going to, and I’m dragging you with me.”

“Spence if you don’t get out of my bunk, I’m going to push you out into the floor! How did you even get up here in the first place?”

Rebecca had been lounging in her bunk on the bus when suddenly Spencer had burst through the curtain to land on the bunk beside her, still half hanging out in a very precarious position as the slightly push could send him tumbling down to the floor.

“I climbed up just like you do. Although I’m still surprised that you can climb up this high at all.”

“I should shove you out of the bunk for that comment alone. Now get out!”

“Say you’ll come out with us and I’ll gladly get out.”

“Alright, now just get out of here, Spence. When is the club outing you’re pestering me about anyways?”

“In like fifteen minutes.”

Rebecca turned on him as Spencer hopped down from her bunk, taking off towards the front of the bus. She hopped down from the bunk and chased after him narrowly missing taking down Ryan in the process.

“Sorry Ry, gotta go kill Spence.”

Ryan must have found the situation amusing because he had just shaken off the fact that he had almost been trampled with a half-amused smirk before going back to simply straightening the tie that he was wearing.

~*~

“That’s the last time I take you out to a club, Becca. You would think by the way that you were taking the shots that you were a pro. You even beat Jon.”

“Yep, I told you I would win the drinking contest. You boys just didn’t listen to me. Silly boys. I think I’m going to just pass out here.”

Rebecca collapsed onto the couch in the front lounge part of the tour bus as they all came back from the club, Jon and her being the worst off for the drinks. Jon stumbled past the others to go pass out on his bunk, which thankfully for him, was one of the bottom bunks. Ryan laughed and shook his head at the rest of the group, having abstained from the drinking himself. Rebecca turned to glare up at Ryan, although regretting the movement instantly.

“What are you laughing at, mister?”

“Just you drunk, Becca. It’s quite amusing, you know. I’m going to head to bed now. Brendon, Spence, come on and leave the drunk girl to her hangover.”

Rebecca laughed as Ryan poked at Brendon who had taken up a spot across the bus on the other couch, grinning as Brendon jumped as if he had been shot. Brendon muttered a few choice words under his breath as he went off and climbed into his bunk. Ryan turned back to look at Spencer.

“Are you coming? Or are you going to stay up with our new resident alcoholic while she empties her stomach a few times in one night?”

“I’m going to stay up for a bit, I’m not quite sleepy yet, and I didn’t have as many drinks, so I’m okay for now.”

Ryan shrugged and walked off to crash in his own bunk. After a few minutes of silence to make sure that the other three were well crashed, Spencer moved over to the couch beside Rebecca. She sat up, doing her best to ignore the swimming sensation in her head. She knew that they were both probably a little more than drunk at the moment, so she wasn’t quite thinking on what might happen between them. But then again, she hadn’t really bothered to think too much about them ever since the first kiss.

~*~

“Spence, I’ve told you before, I don’t want a relationship right now. I just got out of the disaster with Aiden, and I’m not wanting anything permanent right now. I thought you understood that.”

“Reby, you can’t deny what there is between us. And why do you keep bringing up the bastard you just finished with? I’ve watched you cry yourself back to sleep after the nightmares almost all tour.”

“I am so not arguing with you about this, Spence. Now are you going to drop the conversation, or am I going to call Petey to set up a plane ticket back home for me? And I don’t want to hear you referencing Aiden again. No matter how bad of a guy he was, he was still my boyfriend. Nothing can change that. So no more badmouthing him.”

“Fine, if you’re going to waste this away on the deadbeat who abused you for so long, then maybe I am just going to move on to someone else who’s a lot less fucked up.”

This was the only time that Rebecca and Spencer had gotten into a true physical fight, as she had tackled him after his last comment, only to have the two pulled apart a few minutes later by Jon and Brendon, who both looked completely confused as to what had just happened between the two who had always seemed near inseparable before then.

~*~

Jon walked into the flat and raised an eyebrow seeing Rebecca and Spencer curled up on his couch, both sound asleep, with the menu for a comedy still on the screen where it had probably been for the last few hours after both of the viewers had fallen asleep. Jon merely shook his head before quietly crossing to turn off the DVD player and TV. He walked to a hallway closet and pulled down a throw blanket to cover the two up.

Although when he was about to put the cover over them, he jumped hearing Becca whimper in her sleep. He had heard about her suffering with nightmares, even occasionally hearing the results when she had been out on tour with them, but had never questioned their cause or such, preferring to simply give Becca her privacy, knowing how much he valued his own.

“Why, Aiden?”

Jon frowned at her muttered whispering, he didn’t know anyone named Aiden. Although he could tell that the nightmare must be getting worse, because her whimperings started to get a little louder. Just as Jon was about to reach over to wake her up, Spencer seemed to stir in his sleep and wrapped his arms a little tighter around her and the whimpering stopped. At this sight, Jon whistled lowly before covering them up with the throw blanket.

“Well that’s certainly interesting.”
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