Epilogue

---Five months later---

Jovian sighed as he looked out across the large field, the incident still lingered in his mind, he wished he could forget it, but he couldn't, sometimes it haunted his dreams, but a man can not free himself of his past more then he can from his own body.

Thomas had told him how he got hurt, and he felt flattered, but he learned more then just that, he learnt about Thomas' past the things he's done, the things he may do again, but in a sense Jovian could understand him, sometimes back in the city he dreamt of killing the kids that teased him through high school but he didn't, he chose not too, from what he understood, Thomas didn't have a choice not with that evil disgusting uncle around, and now that he was gone, maybe he could make the right choice.

Sometimes his body ached when he thought about the incident, he had the scars to show it, and he pushed everything away, he knew that wasn't a good thing to do, it can way heavily on ones soul, he should talk it out with someone, but at the moment he didn't want to relive it, maybe in a year or so he would go see a councilor.

Three weeks after the incident he finally found the courage and told Thomas he loved him, he didn't get a reaction, and he felt sad, dejected but then two days later Thomas came to him, asking him what love was, and Jovian showed him what it was, and they've been together ever since, it was great, he felt at home, truly at home. Mai never really did get over her husbands death but, she was coping, she met a nice old man a couple fields over who moved in about a two months ago his name was Mr. Peter Paterson. He was 54 and still acted like he was thirty-five. He was also Thomas' new boss, the asshole from before got fired, so Mr. Paterson came over a lot. Mai and him spent a lot of time together.

Thomas seemed happy; he was showing himself more to Jovian. Jovian smiled when he felt the strong arms of his love slither around his waist; he leaned back into the embrace. He gave a bright smile, turned and kissed Thomas. He broke away and looked into the chocolate eyes filled with love, and kindness, yet in there somewhere was a buried rage he hoped would never be brought back into the world, he was too happy with his sweet Thomas. He gripped Thomas' forearms turned and looked out into the sky above him that was darkening. His mother was right, the stars were magical, cause they gave him Thomas, and the gave Thomas him.

Life was good now, it has already been at its lowest and it could only get better from now on.

A/N: Told you there would be an Epilogue! See yha!

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