This story was originally typed up over on Tumblr, but I am going to submit the part of the story that have been updated, reworded, and corrected, for the most part.

Warning for some profanity, violence, on-screen sex, and man-on-man relationships, but there will be some straight ones soon placed into here.

Delta sat on the empty bed that lay across from Sigma's in the rusty old house that they were currently located at. This was their fourth week on the run and they were already having enough trouble as it was. They were almost out of food, and Sigma seemed to be coming down with the cold or flu, Delta wasn't able to tell for certain.

The rest of the members of their small group that they brought together since leaving Maryland, were not doing too well either. They lost their leader, the youngest twisted his knee, and the eldest was starting to push them harder, desperate to get to where they needed to go, and as quickly as possible.

He cupped his hands around his face and sighed, this was not going the way any of them had planned. They never expected it to, though, they knew they would hit a few bumps sooner or later, but this to be the reason was the last thing the expected...

Sigma must have already been a sleep, but it was assumed for the fact that Sigma had his back facing Delta, but occasionally Delta would here muffled whines and when he would look over, it look like his breathing hitched every few seconds. Either Sigma was having a nightmare or was having difficulty breathing. After a few more moments of this process repeating, Delta removed his hands and eased himself onto his feet, slowly walking over to his partner's aid, and to his surprise, he was still awake.

When he examined his face further, he noticed Sigma was crying, his eyes clinched together and hands curled into the blanket that covered most of his body, and when he saw him open his glossy tan eyes to look up at him, Delta felt so heartbroken that all he wanted to do was pick Sigma up into his arms and make everything better, tell him everything was okay, but even if he tried, what ever was on Sigma's mind would never go away, and it would take a true miracle to make this better…

"D - Delta," Sigma said in a small voice, his words catching in his throat. "D- D, please… Y - You won't leave me soon, any of us… right? P- Please tell me you won't…"

"No. no no no," Delta whispered, forcing Sigma to sit up, in which he just fell into his chest, clutching onto his shirt and sobbing. "I would never turn my back on you, Sigma, on anybody here… You all mean so much to me that I-"

"That is what they all say!" Sigma interrupted, "They say that and the next thing I know, they leave me, it was like that before Project Freelancer, from what I can remember, and I don't want it to happen again!" Sigma nearly yelled, but his voice was hoarse. Delta noticed that he was just talking about himself, and he just added everyone else to the conversation so Delta wouldn't think he was so greedy, but at this point, it didn't matter. He felt his own eyes burn with the unnecessary tears that he never has seemed to cry before, but he had to keep it in.

"Sigma, I would never dream of leaving you… Look at what we have come through, I can not, and will not, let you down… I am with you, and will be, as long as you will ever need me…"

Sigma only pulled himself away and flopped down the pillow, and Delta shifted to lay in front of his partner, taking a hand and wiping away a tear before caressing his cheek, and he was almost pleased to see Sigma sigh and lean into the simple touch.

"If you would like me to, I will stay in the same bed with you tonight," Delta murmured, and Sigma only extended his arms to wrap them around D and pulling him closer, nuzzling his face into his shirt.

"God, I love you…" Sigma muffled, and Delta froze. Neither of them had used the word 'love' to each other before, and yes, he felt strong feelings toward Sigma, but he was still slightly unprepared for the word. After what seemed like hours, but was really about a minute, Sigma pulled away again, but only to look at Delta's face for a reaction, expression, anything, but Delta was still caught in his thoughts and wouldn't even give him that much, he only noticed Sigma lean closer and press a gentle kiss to his cheek. Another minute of silence before Delta sighed, relaxing into the bed and bringing Sigma closer into his arms. "I love you too… You are never alone, I will always be here for you, whether you want my assistance or not… Good night, Sigma…"

"'Night, D… and thank you, for everything..."

Sigma fell asleep quickly, curled besides Delta, but Delta himself, didn't sleep. He heard Omega yelling, plates crashing, things breaking, and then Gamma and the only female in the group, yelling back. This was going down hill sooner than he thought.

—

Sigma, in fact, did get sick with the flu the next morning, and it lasted for nearly two days. Delta, however, didn't let this stop them from moving and when it was time to relocate, he would struggle to walk with Sigma on his back and take him to the next location, and even though he insisted he was feeling better, Delta wouldn't let him walk on his own until later.

When they were on the run again the next day, Sigma was finally well enough and able to run on his own without Delta's assistance. They were walking, however, while the other members in their group sprinted to their next location to stay. Sigma and Delta were in no rush, they knew who ever was following them must have been long gone.

"So, where we going again?" Sigma asked, and Delta groaned at hearing his improper grammar.

Delta stopped and watched as the other members of the group ran past, waiting for the next member to limp over to where the two were. Sigma quickly grabbed the teen into his arms, and to his luck, he wasn't given any lip.

"I guess that leg isn't doing much better, hu, Eth?" Sigma asked, rubbing a comforting hand up and down the kid's back.

"Still hurts like hell," the kid, his assigned name Epsilon, murmured behind clenched teeth, and Sigma looked back to Delta as he opened his slate and turned it on. "Who are the guys following us anyway?" Epsilon added.

"We are running from the group, Insurrection. Before hand, they were to no threat, to us at least, the main members of Project Freelancer did seem as so they were, but now, the insurrectionists had planned to do experiments on any of us that they can grab, so currently, we are running to the west, to where the freelancers, whom has escaped the project, are located," Delta turned the slate back off and turned to Sigma. "I have told you two this information many times before, how many times must I need to repeat myself before you understand?"

"Dee, you know me, my mind wanders when ever you talk smart." Sigma chuckled and leaned closer to Delta, the crazy smirk rolling on his lips. He would have allowed it to continue, or would have said something - but the two eldest of the group, Omega and Gamma, were already far up ahead, and wouldn't allow them to get caught, even if the insurrectionists were off their tail.

"Come on! We have to go, you idiots," Omega yelled from far ahead. "We don't need to loose another member."

"If I can remember correctly, it was him and his friend, Gamma, that caused our leader to get lost and become driven insane." Delta remarked for only Sigma and Epsilon's ears, sliding his slate into his small bag and grabbing Sigma's wrist, pulling him along as he sauntered forward, following the others.

—

When they arrived at their next location, which — just like every location, was an abandoned house in a non-busy area, they quickly settled in. Lately since they have arrived in Texas, there were more ghost towns, but a lot were left since the nineteenth century, which made most ghost towns out of the question, but this is going to have to do. This place wasn't too well known, and as far as everyone could tell, no residents.

They all hated walking for so long. For the first two weeks, all ten of them would ride in Omega's truck that he stole shortly after they all started this journey from Maryland. That soon broke down and for the past two weeks, they have been running on foot to Austin, Texas, attempting to take the long ways and the short in order to stay out of the public eye until they got to their destination. They were now running low on food, but they were all sure it would last maybe another week.

Delta pulled out his slate as he walked into the old building that smelt of the musty odor basements would sometimes have, but he didn't seem to take much notice besides noticing that the front room of this place was a old bar. He walked up to Omega, who was sitting at one of the booths, drinking out of one of the tequila bottles he either had stored in his bag, or found laying around on the shelfs.

"Where is this place, are we getting any closer to Austin?" Omega said in a low tone, indicating to Delta that he wasn't in the best mood.

Delta sat down in front of him and messed with the screen, figuring out the map that was programed into the slate, "Wild Cat Bluff. If we manage to somehow make a clear route to Austin, going through Sam Houston National Forest, and if we do not rest after this point, we would make it into the city in approximately seventy hours, but if I am correct, it will take seventy-two hours to get to our destination."

Omega muttered a curse under his breath and rested his head on the table, one of his arms covering the small bit of his face that was showing. Delta sat there for a few more seconds until he got back onto his feet and walked up the set of stairs that he saw most of the members racing to dart up to what ever was above.

To not only his luck, but maybe for everyone else, there were many sets of beds and rooms down the long hallway in front of him. As he walked past the open doors to most of the rooms, he noticed the walls were a cream colour, but were slightly tan and cracked or had holes in them. Two beds in each room, and a mostly clean floor besides a few bugs, both dead and alive, dust, and a few whithered leaves. Everyone didn't seem to mind it. The two twins were having a bit of food, one of them drawing while the other was writing. Gamma was asleep alone in the next room, Theta was going through his bag in the next, Phi was fixing her hair by looking at her dim reflection in the window, and the others seemed to be quite…

All besides two of them…

Delta heard laughing, the rusty and old springs in a mattress squeaking, and the very occasional thumps coming from the room, which was the only one with it's door closed, at the end of the hallway. He only chorfled and made his way down to the room, opened the door and only getting a dusty pillow in the face, which quickly fell to the floor.

"Hey, Dee!" He heard simultaneously before he coughed, brushing his face and rubbing his eyes. Once he was able to see without his eyes burning from the dust, he looked over at the teenager who was jumping around on the bed, then at the tan man on the other side of the room, laying in the second bed, his arms behind his head and the naughty smirk that wasn't normally on his face.

"Hey, Delta. Are the twins awake? I was wondering if they would like to play chess or something." Epsilon asked, seeming to finally settle down slightly, a cute and small smile on his face.

"Yes, but I would prefer if you would sta-" Delta started, but Sigma threw another pillow at his face. "Sure, go ahead, kiddo. Careful, some of these floor boards aren't to stable and they could break under your feet."

Epsilon quickly darted out of the room, pushing Delta out of his way. Delta brushed his face again and glared at Sigma, who looked as satisfied as ever. Delta just sighed and closed the door behind him, walking over to the bed Sigma was resting on and forcing him to move over so he was able to lay down as well.

He rested next to Sigma, who quickly snuck his hand behind Delta's back and brought him closer, nuzzling his face in Delta's soft blond hair.

"Mmmh. Feels nice to spend some time with you again," Sigma whispered into Delta's ear. Delta glanced over to Sigma without adjusting his head and softly blushed.

"We will not have much time together after this though, unfortunately. We are nearing Austin and I am certain that Omega would not want to waste much time. He would want us to have less rest and less time to - Mhhp!"

Delta's eyes widened when he noticed Sigma was actually over him, straddling his waist and pressing his lips to Delta's. He hasn't been kissed in years, and yet even before, he never had the weird stomach flip or the tingly sensation that rocketed through him until now. After a few seconds, Sigma attempted to pull away, but Delta wrapped his hands around Sigma's shoulders, bringing his mouth back down and kissing him again.

A slip of the tongue, a small clash of teeth, and a gasp from the both of them made this more pleasurable then either had ever imagined. It wasn't until they heard Epsilon curse and storm down the hall way when they finally pulled away, Sigma bitting down a moan when he felt the cloth of his underwear slid against something that he didn't expect to happen, not now anyway.

Epsilon barged through the door and flopped onto his bed, glancing over at the two. "The twins didn't want to play, and - …. Are you two okay?" He asked, pointing to their rumpled hair, their quick breaths, and then the flush on both of their faces, mainly on Delta's.

"Hm - Oh — Yeah - yeah! Don't worry about it. Just get some rest, kay? I think Omega wants us to move soon." Sigma scoffed, laying back down and wrapping his arms around Delta. He didn't care if Epsilon was staring, at least Delta moved closer to him, and Sigma noticed the slightest smile spreading on his face. He didn't care how long this whole journey took, as long as Delta was here with him to enjoy it.

"A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous. "
— Ingrid Bergman