20 August 2003 - I start to go down, down, down

Michelle

Isaac and Zac

It was late when Zac snuck back into the hotel room. He had almost made it to his bed when the light came on.

Isaac looking at him with a very unimpressed expression on his face and his arms folded across his chest.

"Well?" he asked coldly. "How many girls did you get pregnant tonight?"

Zac groaned.

"I was careful!"

"Yeah? Three words: B'Elanna and Tom."

"I was careful then too."

"And see what happened?"

"Damn it Ike - "

"You're going back to your old game again, Zac. You're cheating on Faith, and you're sleeping around."

"She never talks to me any more! I try! I try so hard to talk to her. She won't return my calls, or reply to my e-mails. I've left so many messages for her..." Zac swallowed. "I miss her!"

"So, why are you cheating?"

"These girls mean nothing to me -"

"And that's supposed to make it alright?"

"No, no it doesn't," Zac admitted reluctantly. "But I... I can't... it makes me feel better okay? Some people get drunk when they're depressed, or go on drugs, or try to kill themselves or eat too much. I get laid."

"And then you get them pregnant."

"Ike..."

"Three girls, Zac. Three girls in one year."

"I don't need to be reminded."

"I think you do. Because you don't seem to learn. I swear, I will ask Fafnir to take care of you if you don't -"

"Ike!"

"You need to learn some restraint!"

"And you need to learn to mind your own business!"

"And you need to learn about birth control!"

"And you need to learn about consideration of others!"

"I am being considerate, Zac. I'm thinking about all those poor girls you're going to make into teenage mothers because you're too horny and undisciplined to control yourself."

Zac scrowled at him.

"Zac, please," Isaac went on quietly. "There are other ways to deal. What about music? I know you've used that as a release."

"Believe me, I've tried," Zac replied. "I have! But we play music all day Ike, and sometimes you just need to get away."

Isaac sighed.

"Just... please... get this sorted! You can't go on like this Zac."

"I know."

"Oh, and next time I catch you sneaking out, I'll pin you to the wall all night."

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