What?" Bailey asked, her lips at the tip of her newly opened water bottle. Bobby's eyes locked on her in a trance, as if he was studying every curve of her face. He hesitated before he spoke.

"It looks like you've got something on your mind." he replied simply, scratching the back of his dark, spiky head before shifting his eyes away from her, his backside leaning against the table with various snacks, soda cans and water bottles scattered about.

"And why do you think that?" she questioned, her attention fully focusing on him as he shrugged his shoulders.

"Well. . .I don't know. It just seems like your kind of distracted." Bobby replied, his tone caring and comforting. "-Not that it's a bad thing, but I'm just saying. . .Sometimes this whole acting thing can cause a lot of stuff to build up inside."

"Oh." she replied, looking down and away from him, knowing he was right and taking a mental note that he noticed a difference in her attitude.

"Not to mention your boy is standing right behind you, looking kind of down because he hasn't seen his girl in a while." Bobby smiled, then motioned his water bottle behind her, causing her to turn around to see Joe standing there, a weak smile playing on his lips. Within a few seconds, he walked off to leave Joe and Bailey alone.

"Hey." she smiled, stepping towards him to give him a hug. Instead, Joe put his hands up, causing a look of confusion and pain to spread across her face that he could easily read.

"I think we need to talk." he informed, his tone low and a bit saddened. It was almost immediately that Bailey's body began to shut down, her blood freezing in her veins. Anyone with a heart knew that those were the few words you did not want to hear while in a relationship.

"Is everything ok?" she cautiously asked, hoping that she was just making horrible, horrible assumptions and that everything was alright. "It's not Taco, is it?" Bailey's heart softened up a bit when she heard him release a faint chuckle from his lungs. His eyes averted hers for a second before they finally latched onto hers, her heart beginning to go into panic mode again.

"No, it's not about Taco." Joe cleared his throat, then grabbed her hand. "C'mon." he began, unknowingly sending a tingle up her arm and pulling her into a slow pace down the walkway. For once, the tingle wasn't a feeling of anticipation, but a feeling of nervousness and fear. By the way he was acting, she knew that this probably wasn't going to go well.

"Joe, please tell me what -" Bailey began as he pulled her down on the edge of a vacant set.

"Bails, -" he cut her off, looking down at his hands that were now detached from hers. "- since the show has started, and since you started this movie thing, things have been crazy."

"Border lining insanity, I agree." she forced out a chuckle, hoping to see some kind of perk in his dull facial expression. Instead, it looked like his face fell even more. A pit of nervousness in her stomach began to form as her teeth squeezed down on her tongue. She knew this wasn't good.

"With all this time spent on the show, and on the movie, we don't have time for us." Bailey watched him push the words out of his mouth, looking as if he was going to choke; his eyes still avoiding hers. "It sucks knowing that I have a wonderful girlfriend that I can't be with because our schedules are too hectic. -Not to mention that the time that's not being spent with me is actually being spent with some hot, potential Abercrombie dude who sweats you like crazy."

"Joe!" she exclaimed, her jaw dropping at his statement; his wide eyes darting to hers.

"What? It's true!" he cried back, instantly getting defensive.

"I can't believe you just said that." Bailey shook her head, looking away from him.

"Look, maybe we should just. . .I don't know. Take a little time off? I mean, that way with you working on the movie, and me on the show, we can be more focused on our stuff than whether or not we're going to be able to hold a five-minute conversation for that day." Joe drifted off, his stare disconnecting with hers once again. That was really starting to bug the hell out of her.

"You think we should take a break? Is that it?" Bailey asked, feeling her eyes watering as she stared over at him.

"Well, I was talking with Jasmine, and she said -" he began.

"Jasmine? You're basing this on what Jasmine says? Are you kidding me?" she cracked, feeling as if the entire world was put on hold as his eyes connected with hers. "And you're worried about Bobby? Please, Joseph. Don't even try and play that."

"No, don't you." Joe replied boldly, trying to ignore the fact that tears were forming in her eyes. "Jasmine is my friend, and my co-worker. You have, or had, nothing to worry about."

"Likewise." Bailey snapped. "Bobby is my friend, and my co-worker. You had nothing to worry about." her eyes shifted up to look at the tall, open ceiling of the warehouse, trying to keep the tears from leaking out of her eyes. A few seconds later, she stood up from her seat on the edge of the set and crossed her arms, slightly turning her body away from Joe and trying to take in what was happening. She tensed up once she felt him standing behind her. "So where does this leave us?" she questioned softly, not letting a single drop fall from her eye as her stare focused on the hard ground beneath her.

"I don't know. . ." Joe trailed off, then stepped in front of her. Now he was the one looking to find her eyes. "Things won't change much, since we haven't really been talking anyway." he watched as she widened her eyes, trying to dry out the wetness. He then felt his heart ache even more. "I really don't want to do this, but everything is -"

"-Crazy, I get it." Bailey croaked. "Just go. I've gotta get back to set." she muttered, waving him off as her legs began to move from under her, her eyes not daring to look at him one last time. She knew that one look would make her crack, and she still had a face to put on for the camera.



"Ok kiddies, we ready and raring to go?" Mr.Parker exclaimed once Bailey appeared on set. Bobby was already in place waiting for the next cue. After Parker received two nods, he began to speak again. "Alright. I wanted to take care of this next scene real fast, since you two are in the appropriate attire." he cleared his throat. "I want you guys to do Act 7, Scene 3. -But we're not rolling quite yet. We're going to do a practice run-through since you haven't learned this part fully."

"Here, I have an extra." Bobby stated with a tiny smile after watching Bailey glance around for her script. She gave him a weak smile in return, then took the packet that he handed out for her to grab. "Hey, are you alright?" he asked, his voice a little softer so the crew off-set couldn't hear.

"I'm fine." she grinned up at him, somehow managing to play things off like she hadn't just had her heart torn out. "I'm just ready to do this thing." she finished, glancing down at the lines that she was about to act out. After skimming her part, her breathing slowed down as she realized what she was going to have to read.

"Now I want you guys to get into this, act as if the cameras are rolling. Bailey, we'll have you start." Mr.Parker called out. Bailey's eyes shifted up to Bobby to see him give her a reassuring nod. Taking a deep breath, she began to act out her part, using the tone and expression the script said to.

"So this is it, Dan? You're just going to throw away everything we had!" Bailey exclaimed, the wall that she had just built inside of her minutes ago was slowly beginning to shatter.

"Yes!" Bobby replied, his voice shooting back at her with just as much energy as she threw at him. "Kelsey, I just can't take it anymore! We have to. It's costing us too much." his voice softened at the end.

"I get it." she replied weakly, her eyes tearing up again as she thought about Joe. "It's just not meant to be, is it?" Bailey's voice cracked as Parker stared at the two from off-set in amazement. Quickly, he waved for the camera guy to start rolling; the acting seemed brilliant in his eyes.

"I guess not." Bobby sighed. "Kels, we're gonna be alright. It's just. . .give it time." The set went silent for a moment as a few tears cascaded down Bailey's cheeks. Bobby eyed her uneasily, not knowing if she was crying on purposely.

Bailey stared down at her next few lines, her eyes blurring as she tried to concentrate on the words below. Out of frustration, she slammed the packet against her leg and turn to Mr.Parker.

"I can't do this." she mumbled, then dropped the script and rushed off set, leaving everyone with a questionable expression on their faces. Two seconds didn't pass until Bobby ran after her.