Chapter 1- A Sad Day

Weaver returned to the 2nd Mass with bad news, especially for us, Hal, Matt and me. It turns out that the Skitters took my father in a beamer and flew off. Panic, fear and sadness surged through my body, and I took a step back. Sudden Hal`s arm was on my should giving me the support I needed and I leaned against him, while Matt hugged me from the front crying softly. I saw Hal nodding and passing through the motions as we were told, a single tear slipped down his face. He cleared his throat and then said "We should head back to the med bus guys,"

Anne was there when the story was told and she was shell shocked. Completely floored by the news of my Dad's capture, Anne turned to Matt. She took Matt's hand and walk with him back to the med bus, while Hal and I walk back a bit slower. I turned to Hal whom was in deep thought and frowned. I pulled him to the side of Weaver's tent.

"Hal, don't shut down on us. What's going on in your dumb jock head?" I started carefully looking into his eyes and gauging his emotions, "Let me in, because we need to band together for Matt."

Hal nodded and shook his head, "I just don't believe he's gone. This is the first time since the start of the invasion he won't be returning to us. What are we going to do without him?" He spoken quickly as the fear and sudden realization came to him.

"Hey!" I shouted at him and he stopped to look at me. "We are going to band together. For Matt, for you, and for me. We are gonna work this out. If you start freaking out, I am going to and then Matt has no one, except maybe Anne, but she's basically are only medical staff and cannot take that burden. Promise me you not going to shut down. I can't do this without you."

Hal's eyes widen at my words and nodded, then blinked. He nodded again and gestured towards the med bus, "We should go be with Matt right now, he needs us."

I hummed in agreement with him and tossed my arm around his should giving him the support to start deal with our loss. We crossed the short clearing that was littered with soldiers and civilians, guns and trucks, supplies and tents till we arrived at the med bus. I could hear Matt crying inside already and retracted my arm from Hal, while rushing into the med bus. I had a weak spot for Matt; No kid should have to grow up in this environment, ever. I took a seat beside Matt, pulling him in and holding him tightly. Hal walked up into the med bus, hugging Anne softly whispering little words back and forth, while I did the same for Matt.

I eventually calmed Matt down, and went for a nap in the back of the bus, Hal was excused from duty for a few days, so we brought Matt back to our tent. Getting him into bed and pulling the cover over his body I frowned. Everything seemed so bad right now. As the day went on word got out about Tom, and soldiers and civilians alike offered words to sooth Hal and I, but they didn't help or bring dad back. At lunch time Hal and I sat in the back of the eating area.

"So, what's our plan?" I asked gingerly over a bite of soup, looking up at my troubled older brother.

"Well, I am going to take the next few days to secure our tenting arrangement, and mourn this with you guys. Then I am gonna train a bit." Hal offered a slight smile and took a bite of his soup, when Maggie sat down beside me.

"I heard about your father guys, I am really sorry for you guys. Tom was a great man, excellent fighter for a professor and if you guys need anything let me know. Anyways I gotta bring Sarah some chow, so I'll catch ya later." She shoulder squeezing my shoulder slightly and leaving the table.

She was fairly beautiful herself. Luscious, long blond hair, calming brown eyes and a fair face. Then you got to know her and her personality is a bit hard to get past, but she's a great person. If it wasn't for her I may have never got back. After she left Hal and I finished our lunch, bring our dishes back to the weeks dishwashers and picked something up for Matt. Heading back to the med bus, we saw Anne crying softly by Matt which made a ping of sadness inside of me. I had caught a few sights of her and my father together, and I am pretty sure they were dating, but didn't want to say anything because of how soon we lost our mother.

"Are you alright Dr. Glass" I asked coming up to the bench she was seated on, putting my hand on her shoulder. She shook a bit harder with sobs, shook her head.

"No I am not alright right now." She said looking at Hal and I. "There's something you guys should know about. Your father and I were starting to see each other. I know it is really soon and sudden and right after your mother's death, but I thought you guys had a right to know."

As I heard her confirm my suspicions, I pulled her in for a tight hug as she broke down in my arms. Hal took this time to wake Matt and get him to eat his lunch. Matt woke with a bit of a frown but accept the food and Hal sat down on the other side of the bus, across from Anne and me.

"When were you gonna tell us?" He asked feeling a bit uncomfortable and it showed.

"Well not for a while because it happened just before he left to find Weaver. He told me to look out for you guys in case he didn't make it back. He-"Anne started but a fresh wave of tears flowed out before she could finish. "He was supposed to come back."

Hal nodded and thought about it. "Well I am glad that it happened Anne, I can't expect Dad to be sad and alone forever, and you're amazing. Plus in the midst of this chaos if you can find someone special or something special, you just can't wait. For the record, I am absolutely sure we would have taken the news fine, you've kinda already moved into the mother like position."

I smiled at Hal for being so understanding and placed a gentle kiss on Anne's head. I wiped a tear from her face and said, "I have a deal for you Anne." She looked up at me and nodded. "We will take care of each other, check in and that stuff. We will add you to our tent that way you can watch over Matt while Hal and I can't and you have a safe place to get away from the med bus. We are all we have right now, so we need to watch out for each other. How does that sound?"

"It sounds lovely." Anne smiled and began recomposing herself. Wiping the few straggling tears from her face and nodded her head. "Well I think I need some lunch, Matt wanna come with me to the eating station to finish lunch and put our dishes away?" she purposed to the disheartened little man.

"Yeah that would be nice," Matt said with a sad smile as he thought of how his father was the one to usually eat lunch with him.

Hal and I waved to them as they left the bus and I turn to Hal. "Come over here Hal," I watched him lift his body and shuffled across the bus, taking a seat with a huff. "You did a good job of being understanding, with Anne just now. You've matured, more than I thought you would ever." I said with a laugh, which struck a smile from Hal.

It surprised me as the thought ran through my head, 'gosh, that smile is hot' and I blushed suddenly, and then looked down quickly. Hal looked up as I looked down and I panicked a bit. Snapping out of the stupor and recomposing myself, I looked at him. We shared another smile and laughed a bit.

"I think we should do something for Matt tonight, ya know, easy him into the fact dad isn't coming bac-" Hal attempted to finish what he was saying when I covered his mouth with my hand.

"Don't say that Hal. Do not say that." I said feeling the tears build in my eyes. "I came back; you found me and rescued me. Dad may not be here but Weaver said he wasn't dead before they captured him. Do not give up hope on him, because you didn't with me and haven't for Karen, so you won't for Dad alright?" I reasoned knowing a struck a nerve in him, as I saw his eyes glisten with the threat of crying.

"That makes it all worse Ben." Hal wiped at the offending tears, as I looked at him more confused. "I saw her. I saw her when we went for the recon on the Skitter building. Christ."

I opened my mouth in disbelieve. 'Holy shit. Hal…' I thought as that would have been extremely painful as from what I understood and gather they were dating and getting fairly close. It didn't help that while harnessed, I was the one who took her away from him. Unwilling a tear escaped and I was overcome with remorse. "I am so sorry I took her from you, you know that right?" I lowered my head ashamed that I had not control of myself with the harness and was merely a puppet for the Skitters.

Hal started to loss his composure and shook his head, "Ben it is not your fault. You had no idea what you were doing. I don't blame you at all, look at me. It is NOT your fault." He said staring into the baby blue globes and nodded as I nodded back.

Next thing I knew Hal leaned in and pulled my into a heart racing hug, which after a second I eased into the embrace. After a couple minutes he pulled away and I let him go. I sat there for a minute of silence and then said "Nature's calling, I'll be right back."

Hal smirked and nodded, I on the other hand made a quick retreat out of the med bus. Once outside I found a nearby bush and relieved myself, while analysing what the random thought about Hals' smile meant. I'd seen millions of times over our life, but why did it stick out now? 'Maybe it has something to do with the harness spikes… I freaking hope so,' I thought and calmed myself as I got closer to the med bus, climbing into it quietly.

I was going to announced my arrive, but I saw Hal. Hal was lying on his back stretching his body out and his shirt went up as his hand went, my eyes follow the chiseled skin as it appears. My mouth fell open in an "oh" and I snapped back right before Hal sat back up. I fought back a blush and looked at him. "Shall we go solidify the tenting arrangements?" I asked.

Hal shook his head, "I got it, and you go take some time for yourself." He said standing up. Squeezing my shoulder he left the med bus. Taking a breath of air, I decided to head to our tent for a nap, well to clear my head. Crossing the clearing to the tent I frowned at the thought going on in my head.

'Why did Hals' smile suddenly become attractive? What does that mean? What will it mean, and how is that gonna affect me, him and Matt. Incest is wrong. What are my feelings for Hal? DO I have feelings?' I thought for a good hour on these subjects. It kept spinning me around in a loop of confusion. Maybe it was just the fact he rescued me. Maybe I just don't see myself as part of the family anymore and want to get close to being a part of it again. I sighed loudly and gave up pushing the thoughts away. I heard Anne approaching with Matt and I shook my head, regaining my composure.

Anne opened the flap to enter the tent and I smiled at her and Matt as they entered. "Hal is talking the Weaver bout the tent situation, and I came back here to rest a bit." I said and she nodded, "How was lunch little man?" I asked looking at Matt who seemed to be in better spirits now.

"It was difficult, because usually Dad took me for lunch; it was really the only time he was on duty." Matt said frowning and I gestured him over for a hug. "I know it is hard, but we gotta stay strong for Dad, he wouldn't want us to be sad all the time." I replied to him holding him tightly.

Anne smiled at us and she said, "I have an idea Matt, why don't we go do some drawing tonight with Hal and Ben. It makes help us come to terms with you Dad's abduction." A tear escaped her eyes, and I thought, 'God see really like him,' and after that I wondered, 'Wonder if Hal would ever thing that way about me?'

I shook my head slightly and smiled at Anne. "That sounds like a great plan Anne. Maybe right after dinner? Come back here and draw for a bit?" I purposed to her and she nodded back saying, "I'll go get the paper and drawing utensils now, so can get right to it."

She left the tent quietly and I turned my focus to small boy in front of me. "So Matty, how about I read some Harry Potter to you? We never finished the last book before the invasion." I said and he nodded.

~~~~~~~Later~~~~~~

Hal returned half an hour after I started reading to Matt, he smiled at us, and flopped into his bed to listen. We covered five chapters before the dinner call was made. Anne had come to get us and dropped the night's activities off when she did.

Crossing the camp towards the eating station, Hal and I went to grab four plates of dinner, while Anne and Matt got a table. I looked up at Hal hesitantly, not trusting myself and asked, "How did it go? With Weaver and the tent arrangements?"

Hal looked into my eyes and smiled, I looked down to grab some cutlery and successfully avoid his gaze. "It went great, he actually said it freed up space to condense some of you tents for other things. So what are we doing later tonight anyways?"

"Oh that, Anne thought we should do some drawing to help with Dad going missing. I suggested that we could spend the night doing it." I replied, looking at him as he got the last bowl on his tray and we head back to the table Anne and Matt secured.

While Hal dished out the food, Maggie came and sat down with Sarah, filling the table up and saying, "Howdy boys and Anne. We thought we'd come give you guys some company, Minus the fake feelings." Maggie smiled at Sarah, who blushed.

"Maggie, this is gonna be blunt, but are you and Sarah dating?" Matt asked loudly, causing a few gasps from others in the area. Hals' eyes widened and I smiled at the observant little boy.

"Matt you shouldn't asked that sort of stuff," Hal reprimanded Matt who look a bit dejected.

"Hal shut up. I can answer this question." Maggie stated, as a slight blush ran up her face. "Matty, I am dating Sarah. Don't ask me how it happened, but it did and I am fine with that."

I laughed at this, and Maggie pulled me in for a side hug. Hal cleared his throat and said, "Wait, when did you start liking girls? I thought you were straight."

"I was alive before the invasion with my own history you idiot, and for your information I am bisexual. Only recently I have not been finding guys as attractive as I did." Maggie said, grimacing a little. From what I gather about her, Pope's brother or gang had raped her when they found her, which I can't blame her for the loss of attraction after that.

"What does bisexual mean?" Ask Matt as he tried to understand what it meant. I smiled at him, feeling like I should throw in some sense to him. "Well Matt, you know how Mom and Dad liked each other, while because they were a girl and boy that made them straight. Bisexual means that Maggie here likes both boys and girls, but she's recently not been liking boys, so we can classify her as a lesbian, because she likes girls."

"I think I understand." Matt said with a smile, "Does that make her Sarah's babies' other mom?"

"Depends how they feel about it, but eat up so we can have the strength do draw before bed." Hal supplied getting the feeling that, even though Maggie adored Matt, She was getting annoyed but the questions.

Dinner was eaten in a comfortable silence after that and Hal offered to take the dishes to the station to be washed. I got up and hugged Maggie and Sarah waving at them, while Anne started to head back to the tent with Matt. When Hal returned I looked at him he looked confused and I shook my head.

"You couldn't tell she was bi?" I asked astonished at Hals' innocence in the romantic side of humans.

"Yeah, I mean before Karen, I hadn't really done a serious relationship with anyone or even thought about that stuff. I was always working on making sure I could keep up in Lacrosse." Hal said blinking.

"Huh, it may be just me but are you may be confused of your sexuality?" I asked teasingly and to my surprise Hal nodded. "I didn't mean that in a rude w- way just so you know."

"I know, like I said I never really thought of it, Karen and I developed over our scouting missions and that sort of stuff. I liked it, but I am not sure where I sit in the whole scale of things like that." Hal said perplexed, "What about you? Where do you fail math geek?"

I thought for a moment and said, "I think I am bi as well, but I lean towards guys more? So not gay, but not straight. Ya know?"

Hal looked at me in a funny way; I looked at him confused and then a bit afraid. "What's going on in your mind Hal?" I asked, unsure of what he may say.

"I kind of had a feeling you would be exactly that. Were you gonna tell Mom and Dad?" Hal asked wondering if I was choosing to be bisexual because of the invasion.

"Eventually I would have let them know. I just needed a few years to get used to the idea, but it doesn't seem overly important of what you are into right now, because while if you can find something or someone special, you just can't wait. Right?" I said quoted Hal from earlier and he smirk at me. I blushed and thanked god it was dark enough Hal couldn't see.

Hal laughed at the quote and shook his head as we neared the tent. I could hear Anne setting up as we got closer and I was kind of anxious to draw. I liked doing it in school and besides math; I was a fairly good artist. Hal opened the flap to the tent and gestured me to go in, so I did and felt eyes following me as I slipped inside.

I laughed at the expanse of supplies on the makeshift table. Apparently Anne raiding the JFK`s art room, because the 2nd Mass acquired some things we didn`t have. Not that I wasn`t happy, I was actually dying to paint and now we had canvases, high quality paint and decent brushes. A smile grew from ear to ear.

"Anne did my Dad tell you about my art fetish?" I asked grinning at her as she noticed my happiness, and smiled back.

"He may have mentioned a few things about it. Said if you tried you'd probably make it as a decent painter." She smiled at me, taking a canvas and passing it to me.

"I already know what I am doing, so I am going to get started." I proclaimed, grabbing a pencil and starting a rough sketch of my Dad's face as I remembered him before the invasion.

Hal laughed at my antics knowing exactly what I was going to paint as I told him as I was recovering from the harness that I want to paint our family before the invasion. "Yeah Ben is a genius with a paint brush, if the invasion didn't occur he'd probably be getting into and art show about now right? The divisional art show was this week right?" Hal asked me and I hummed in agreement with my thoughts of the painting, completely oblivious. "He is gonna sit there for the next, maybe six hours and just go at that canvas. I used to stop by his art class and watch him through the windows."

"Wait. What?" I asked thrown out of focus by the idea of Hal watching me paint in school. My face colored and thankfully I was looking at the canvas, otherwise they'd of all seen the deep blush across my face.

"Sometimes during school I'd watch you paint, Dad didn't like me skipping classes, but it was too good to pass up. You've got mad passion with a brush." Hal smiled warmly, and I turned, blushing and shook my head.

"Okay dumb jock." I replied lamely, unable to think of anything intelligent to come back with.

"Deny it all you want, you know it is true." Hal said confidently and I shook but head knowing he was right about it all. I heard multiple utensils on paper and knowing they were all not focusing on me, I fished a paint pallet out. I began with a brown tan color as the background color, fairly light so Dad's dark brown hair would stick out a bit more.

Even strokes across the canvas and sparing as much paint as I could, so that I'd be able to continue to paint while I wasn't too busy and or got bored. I smiled as I completely lost contact with Anne, Hal and Matt, going inside to the picture of Dad pre-invasion and express it on the canvas. After the base coat was done, using some drying techniques I learned in class, I dried it quickly so I could start building up from the initial layer.

People in art class thought I had a bazar method of painting. I began with bone structure, knowing the height and width of a person helped me gauge their proportions, but then again if the class had been listening, I was doing it correctly. After that I just build the layers up, bones to skin, clothes to face details, then fine-tuned all the extras and added the shadows as needed.

I was surprized that in over an hour and a half I had completed the painting. I actual put everything down and critiqued it to see if I was actually missing something. "Holy crap." I murmured and was astonished at the pace I painted at, which got attention of the others.

I heard Anne gasp, it seemed as if she was rather shocked at how well done it was. Hal stood up and placed his hand on my shoulder. "Told yeah you were a passion driven painter, and holy fuck. That's so realistic Ben." Hal swore at the detail that I put in the painting, "Where's the photo?" He asked.

"Uh, no photo, just memories of Dad pre-invasion." I replied to Hal and Matt found his way to my waist, hugging me tightly. I smiled at Anne as she couldn't help but have tears for the man Tom was before all this devastation.

"Gosh, you'd think I'd be out of tears." She laughed, letting me know they were tears of happiness. Hal rubbed my shoulders soothingly and pressed his forehead against my head. I leaned into him instinctively, and then Matt said, "I'm tired so I'm gonna hit the sack."

"Alright were gonna clean up quickly and let yeah sleep, kay buddy?" Hal said lifting his head and giving my shoulder a squeeze before moving to pack up the supplies. I moved to the paint tubes I was using, closed them and handed them off to Anne.

"Ben go wash up, you've got paint from your throat to your forehead." Anne said smiling and I blushed, replying "Yeah after I get going, paint tends to get going everywhere to. I'll be back, or are we gonna move to the med bus cause no one's wounded and we won't disturb Matt there?" I purposed and Anne nodded.

I grabbed the brushes and pallets I used and brought them to the cleaning station to clean up. Getting them washed first I finally looked into the mirror someone hung and laughed at myself. I had streak of all shades of brown, tan, white, black and green from where my t shirt stopped to my forehead. I never really noticed how passionate I was while painting and now I knew. I took some soap and rubbed at the paint on my face, scratching gently at the partially dried areas.

It took five minutes or so to get the paint all off, but I smiled at my clean face after. I felt refreshed and at peace as I cross the dim clearing. As I approached the med bus, I saw Anne had hung my painting already and I smiled at how it turned out. I walked up into the bus and saw a curious sight. Anne was sitting with Hal, waiting for me it seemed.

"What's up guys?" I asked getting a bit self-conscious with them staring at me.

"I had an idea." Anne started with a small smile, "I don't think your Dad would approve but given the circumstances, I'm going to allow it."

Hal smiled as a pristine bottle of vodka was revealed, I snorted. "How did you manage that Anne?" I asked intrigued at how she came by it.

"Before we left the city I and got with the 2nd Mass, I grabbed it for when I could use a break." Anne said with a small smile, "I think we could all use a break right now. Do you agree?"

"Yeah sure, the issue is I've never had alcohol and so I have no idea what my limit is," I replied slightly daunted at the fact I couldn't afford to be drunk around Hal at this point and time. "As long as you stop me before I get piss drunk I think I should be fine, I hope."

Hal grinned and I could tell this was going to be bad, very, very bad. Anne pours a bit of the vodka in what I believed to be a shot glass. "Alright Ben, this isn't no easy shit. It is going to burn going down, but you'll like the feel after. Anyways, just take it and shoot it back. Open your throat and let it down. Baby it and you won't have a good experience." Anne explained and demonstrated as Hal shot his back.

I gulp as I pull the suddenly heavy glass up, opened my mouth and shoot it back. I swallowed harshly as it burn all the way down, leaving my stomach feeling warm and I was surprized. "That's wasn't that bad at all." I proclaimed and Hal fist bumped me.

Anne set us up with another round of shots and I took this one much more confidently. It burned like hell but things were looking up and I was beginning to feel fuzzy. "Why do I feel like a fuzzy teddy bear Anne?" I asked looking at her.

"That's because the vodka is taking effect." Anne smiled, and laughed as she lined up another set of shots. "Okay, this one we're gonna toast your Dad."

Anne cleared her throat and holds her glass up and Hal and I mirrored her as she said, "Here to Tom, we wish you a safe time and a safe return to us." We clinked our glasses and shot those back.

The next line of shots was poured, and I decided to make a toast, "To all the people who have fought and were lost, too the people fighting now and to the future with no Skitterss." I slurred a bit, and we clinked glasses again.

After the next round was poured Hal made the toast, "To good company, possible love, and a bright future." We once more clinked glasses and shot them back.

"I think I am really drunks," I stated leaning back laughing hard, and the others laughed as well.

"One more for the road then you guys go off to the tent." Anne said she poured the last round. "I'll be there shortly."

We shot them back and waved to Anne. Exiting the med bus wasn't too bad but without hand rails I found it was very difficult to walk, "Hal. HAL! Help me get back, or I'll just sleep on the ground." I slurred trying to find out where he was.

"Ben be quiet, it is one in the morning man." Hal said as he weaved his arm around my waist, pulling me flush against his side. I blushed at this, as we trudged to the tent. We were almost there when I tripped on a stump, pulling both Hal and I down.

Looking up I saw two widened chocolate brown eyes looking back into mine with equally terrified expressions. I swallowed audibly and trying to imagine what we looked like at this very moment and blushed hard, know it was a very compromising position. Hal had fallen between my legs, landing flush against my chest and his arms pinning my head in place. I wanted to say something before I got aroused and all hell broke out, but then I gasped.

Hal was turned on. Hal, my brother was getting hard while on top of me. 'holymotherfuckingshit' I thought as Hal took a deep breathe, blowing it out and I groaned as it tickled down my neck. I looked up at him again and didn't realize Hal's face descending towards his, placing a gentle kiss on my lips. My eyes shot open to see if he was actually there or if it was a dream or something, but Hal had just kissed me.

He looked at me and smiled, going back in for another kiss. This time it was a bit more aggressive and I went with it, I mean how many opportunities, do you get in this type of world to be with your true love. He kissed me several more time and I got brave by poking his lips with my tongue, which he greedily took.

Hal asserted his dominance over me by pinning my arm above my head and exploring my mouth, like one might a cave for treasure. I moan sift at the swipes across my mouth and the taste of Hal. Maybe it as the vodka, but it was orgasmic in all senses. Hal pulled away suddenly gasping for breath and I found myself doing the same. 'He also takes my breath away, good lord.' I thought as I looked at slightly afraid of the next part.

Hal smiled at the sight of me all flushed and smirked, "We should probably get to the tent, would want to get Anne worried." He said in a cool tone, and I opened my mouth to say something, but nodded instead. Hal pulled me up, pulling me in for one last searing kiss. I saw stars, it was so overwhelming. It was probably a good thing he was holding me in place, because I was sure I would have plummeted to the ground.

We staggered towards the tent and found Anne along the way. "Anne," I whispered, giggling a bit, which caught her attention. "Thank you, tonight's been amazzzin" I slurred and smiled.

"You guys are just getting back to the tent now? It's been an hour!" Anne said bewildered, but smiling nonetheless.

"Ben fell, and passed out on the floor," Hal lied, as I blushed deeply because that wasn't what had occurred. "It took a while to get him up and moving again."

"As long as you are okay then everything is good." Anne smiled at the image of me falling, "But we got to get to bed now."

We nodded and followed her back to the tent. She held the flap open and I decided to army crawl into the tent. Hal laughed and Anne shook her head. Once inside Anne shut the flap and sealed it for the night. I got up and did a cartwheel over to my bed, then sat down feeling accomplished. Hal shook his head at me and then asked "Are you functional enough to get undressed and into bed boy wonder?"

I looked at him with a challenge in my eyes daring him to try, but laughed and said, "I just did a cartwheel drunk Hal, I can manage undressing I think." I stood carefully, pulling my shirt over my head, and lost my balance. Luckily Hal foresaw this and was to make sure I didn't fall and hurt myself.

"I think I am just gonna help you." Hal said, as his breathing elevated a bit and he pulled the shirt off my head. I gasped at the cold air and goose bumps covered my exposed skin. Hal put his warm hand on my chest, pushing me back onto my bed slowly and the both of us were locked in a trance starring at each other. His hand drifted down my chest, where it meet his other hand and worked the button of my pants open.

Hal's eyes flickered up from where his hands were to my eyes and back down. I flushed again and lifted my butt so we could slip the jeans off. Hal stared down at me, boxer-clad and I sat up to look at him. I pulled his shirt off over his head, and tossed it on his cot. Untying the utility belt on Hal's waist, which was discarded on the floor and Hal smirked at my shaking hand. I fumbled with his belt, so aware of every movement that happened around us. Hooking my fingers in the belt loops I pulled the offending jean down, pulling Hal on top of me in the process again.

I gasp at the weight that was suddenly on me, but Hal just kicked off his shoes and pants. He wormed the blankets from under us and pulls them over us. Then he kissed me hard and demanding, I responded likewise unable to not response it that fashion. Our tongues danced and I stifled groans as Hal playfully bite at my lower lip.

I gasp loudly as Hal rutted his rock solid cock into mine and my vision went white, brain just shut off. I had no control in my body, Hal moved from my mouth down my cheeks to my neck. He slide in behind me and I gasped again.

"Shhhh, little brother, don't wake them." Hal cooed at me, as his hand delicately danced down my body and past my boxers, gripping my manhood. I whined at this and he started to pump slowly, as he rubbed in between my ass cracks. He groaned in my ear and I shivered.

As he began increasing the speed of both his thrust and strokes, I could tell he was at his edge like me. He groan as I did, both spilling your seed in our boxers. I smiled and blushed at the wetness on my back. Hal came down from his cloud nine, and got comfortable. "You had nightmares, alright?" Hal spoke quietly, pressing a kiss into my shoulder. "We will talk tomorrow."

I laid there being extremely cautious of my spikes and eventually found rest. My dreams were warm, and happy. Hal was in my dreams, and he was happy. We were happy, and together. He kissed me tenderly and took my hand leading me into what our life should have been.