Seeing Alfons lyng there dead, sent a cold chill through my body.

Memories began to flood my mind before I could push them back to where they belonged.

I could easily remember when I had first told him that I had to leave. He looked so miserable then.

I remember when I awoke strapped to his rocket, and heard Alfons tell me to go home to my brother.

I remember waking up in his arms each and every morning.

I remember the breakfasts that Alfons would cook for the two of us; it was the best breakfast that I had ever had. I should have told him that back then.

I could remember that I had told him that this could all be a dream or a fantasy. I now know that it never was. Otherwise I wouldn't of - couldn't of lost him.

I could remember studying rocketry with Alfons when we had been in college.

I could see in my head the time that we had met, and I had thought that he was my brother. I know that he isn't now.

I remember the time when he first told me that he loved me. I remember how surprized I had been to hear that, and the warm, girly feeling that had filled my stomach back then.

I remember how hard we worked on the rockets, making and perfecting them.

I can remember his laughter from when I would tell him about Al and my journey.

I wish that I could have stayed here to save him, no matter how short lived that might of been.

I remember when he had told me that he was dying of Tuberculosis.

He had told me that he couldn't give 'us' up; he wanted to spend his last moments loving me. He did.

I remember that I couldn't touch or kiss him in public, because our relationship could get us killed or sent to jail.

I can remember the secret smiles that we would share in public.

I wish that none of it had ended.

It hadn't been perfect nor had been legal, but I had loved it and him.

I step forward, and push back his bangs.

I kiss his forehead.

I pause before leaning down, and I kiss his now lifeless lips.

I pull back before turning to my brother, "We should close the gate, Al."

I feel like there is nothing here for me now, and I almost climb in to a rocket to fulfill Alfons's dying wish.

I force myself to do what I have to do.

I glance toward my brother for the reassurance that I need to close the portal.