This chapter is written in Kevin's point of view. c:

Also this is important; Kevin's part starts right after the last episode of season 2. RIGHT AFTER. As in, after Julie and Ben awkwardly don't kiss. After that.

I watched as Ben sent Julie on her way, the way she looked at him and he at her was heart wrenching. I felt a frown form and noticed Gwen walking my way.

"Too bad about your car eh?" She smiled and leaned against the banged up hood with me.

Nodding I simply banged on the distorted metal. "Its fine I guess, I mean I won't have a ride for a while. I'll need to go to the auction and find a new one."

Gwen laughed and pulled her hair over her shoulder. "I'll come with, that is if it's ok with you."

"Listen Gwen," I started, I hadn't really planned on telling anyone my decision to leave. "I think it's best if I leave."

Her eyes grew wide with shock. "Kevin, wha-," I knew the words had gotten caught in her throat. "What do you mean you think it's best if you leave?" she finally finished.

"I just can't stay here anymore." I pushed off the car behind me and took one last glance at it. My work gone to ruin in one night. Walking away I heard footsteps following me.

"Kevin you can't be serious, you're a part of this team." Gwen yelled.

"I don't care, I've got to go. Just for a while, to find myself." I stopped and looked back at her. "You have no idea how I felt out there."

Gwen's expression grew sad. "Yes, I do understand Kevin." she stopped.

I knew what she meant, but I just couldn't return her feelings. Taking one last glance back at Ben I turned on my heel and walked off. Leaving everything that I held dear behind for now.

"He'll be back." I heard Gwen whisper quietly. "He won't leave you." I hated how right she was but for now I felt it was best that I left and make my own way in the world without riding on the coattails of "The Great Ben Tennyson".

Leaving Bellwood and all my problems seemed like a good idea at the time, until I realized I had nowhere to go. Well I did have a place to go, but like I'd ever think of going back there. I let a sigh slip from my lips, if only I had believed myself. My current position was sitting in a train car, on my way back to New York City, if there was anyone in the world that would help me it was him.

Oh, how I loathed him, and everything he had done to me, I promised I would never go back but yet here I was breaking that promise to myself. The train ride didn't really last as long as I had hoped, I could see the New York City skyline coming into view. My brow furrowed in frustration. "Why did you have to come here?" I asked myself, luckily I was in an empty car.

Some part of me wanted to scream and run away when the train finally stopped at the station, another part wanted to face my fears and punch the man for everything he'd done. Sure, I heard stories from Max about him and I even had my mother to tell me a few tales. Had I really believed any? No. Frowning I grabbed my bags and left the train car I was sitting so happily in.

"Frowning is bad for you." I heard a voice state as I stepped onto the loading platform.

"Great, you came to pick me up." I threw my bag over my shoulder. "Why couldn't you just let me find you?" I asked.

"C'mon champ, you couldn't possibly think your old man wouldn't want to pick up his own flesh and blood from the train station."

"Seriously Devin, I could care less." That's right; I came to seek help from my own father, Devin Levin.

"What happened to 'Dad'?" He pouted, jutting out his lip trying to look as if he were saddened by the fact I called him by his first name.

"I stopped calling you that when you abandoned me and mom oh so many years ago. Then because of you I lost mom and thought you both abandoned me." My frown deepened. "I was alone for a long time, all because you felt the need to save the earth and, of course, she chased after you."

I didn't blame my mother for ever really leaving, it's true though when I was younger I didn't understand that my father had a huge burden to carry what with being a Plumber and all. That still didn't mean he couldn't raise a family, one day he just ran off and mom chased after him. I felt they had abandoned me and that's how I ended up meeting Ben for the first time. I laughed at the thought, I had hated him so much yet now I felt it was ironic how much I truly felt for him.

"You listening Kev?" a hand protruded into my vision breaking my thoughts.

"What?"

"I asked if you were hungry, or if you wanted anything before heading back to my place." He smiled at me. "You know- you've grown up so much since I've last seen you."

"Don't get too mushy on me." I stated and started towards the exit. "C'mon old man, I'm tired."
He smiled and ran after me; I wanted to laugh at his childish grin plastered on his face. Sure, I hadn't seen my father in over six years but it wasn't bad being around him, I'd never admit it but I really was enjoying this.

"So your mom said you were coming up here to visit for fun, but I honestly don't believe that shit. What's really going on Kevin?"

I looked at my father, we had gotten into his car and I was buckling my seat belt when he sprung this question on me. "I don't know what you mean." I averted my eyes.

"Cut the crap Kevin, I know you better than you think. You don't come to me unless you need help."

"You're right," I started, trying to find the right words. "I'm lost in my life and I don't know where to go or what to do. I'm so confused, I've had this bad ass repertoire up until now and for once I've really fucked everything up."

"I doubt you've done that, but if you're lost you should really think things over rather than running away from your problems." Devin swerved left onto a off ramp.

"Where are you going?" I questioned.

"I'm sending you back home to your mother. Honestly, I want to see you Kevin but I can't let you run from any of your problems. Go back and confront or at least deal with the problem. If you feel leaving is the right thing to do come back here or go somewhere else. Find yourself and realize what you really want."

I saw the airport coming into view, a new fear welling up into my stomach. I had to try and get out of confronting my problems if I went back now I'd be seen as a fool, and coward. "No seriously old man I can handle what's going on, let me just crash with you a few days."

"No can do sport this is for your own good. Besides what kind of father would I be if I just let you run away from everything?"

"The best kind." I answered smiling.

"Nope. Now out." He stopped abruptly and reached across me opening the door. "Good luck. Take this money and use half to buy a ticket home, then the other half for anything else- even another ticket somewhere else in the world."

I was pushed into a corner with no way out. I had to go back and make the right decision.
The plane ride was too short for my tastes and by the time I reached Bellwood, it was dark. I didn't want to go anywhere but there, the lion's den. I had to see Ben and in seeing him, I would know if leaving was the right thing. Making sure to not make a sound I made my way up to Ben's window, this was surely the wrong thing to do but it felt so right.

Ben lay there asleep on his bed; I tested the window to see if it was opened. To my luck, it was and I climbed inside for a better look. He looked terrible; it had only been about a week since I had seen him. I stayed low in town for a few days then took the train to New York. I swiped a stray strand of hair from his face causing him to squirm in his sleep.
Bending down slowly trying not to make a sound, I kissed Ben. One thing led to another and a half asleep Ben started asking for more. I suspected he thought everything was a dream.

Ben's body was hot under my finger tips, my tongue trailed down to Ben's belly button. Moans of lust filled the air; I lay on top of him nipping at his neck. I wanted so much more of him, and it felt so wrong. My hands trailed up and down his body as I led a trail of kisses down to the waist of his pants. I stopped myself before continuing, Ben was starting to look more awake and I felt at any moment he would notice I was there. Closing my eyes I thought of the right decision, the only conclusion I came to was leaving. It hurt to see Ben and it hurt more knowing he didn't feel for me the same way I seemed to feel for him. Frowning I bent down and kissed his forehead. I then turned for the window, opening it as swiftly and quietly as possible. I couldn't bother myself to close it behind me.

I jumped from the window, making a dash for the sidewalk. I didn't dare look back. I wasn't about to be tempted to finish the job up there.

Surprisingly enough, the alley ways behind Ben's house were pretty clean. No hobos, no drugees. But there was someone. Someone with long hair. It was a girl.

I chased the girl down the alley way all the way to the park. "Hey you wait!" I shouted after her. Finally, she stopped and turned to look at me. "Don't you know spying on someone is a crime?"

"Don't you know slipping into an innocent boy's room and doing sexual things to them is a crime? Especially when they are unaware it's reality." The voice seemed to chime like bells.

"Who are you?" I tried to get a better look but failed.

"That's not the point, we'll meet again. The point is; why are you here Kevin Levin?"

"I don't even know." I answered truthfully. "I guess I wanted to see him one last time before I left."

"Why are you leaving?" she asked.

I chuckled. "You sure do ask a lot of questions. I guess I'm leaving to find myself, it's not like Ben needs me. I doubt he cares if I'm here or not- I just have to make sure what I want is really this life." I sighed and turned to leave.

"You might as well give up, you'll be back." The girl laughed before disappearing.
I heard footsteps rounding the corner and made a dash for the bushes. Now was my chance to really leave, I had money in my pocket and a simple city in mind for my next destination. I was going to Vegas to prove to myself who I really was. I turned and left before ever really seeing who had come to the park.

So, Loiselle wrote this whole chapter. Props to her, normally she's bad at getting shit done. lol But no. Really. I have no credit to take for this one. Oh wait. I gave her the idea for Kevin to see his Dad. But that's it.

-Owlett