SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!! I was at college and it just slipped away! I feel so bad. It will be finished, I will continue this story and it should be finished soon. Once again I am so sorry.
Disclaimer: Not my characters wish they were.
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Kyle sighed signing off of the computer. They'd be able to talk again at five tomorrow night. He stood stretching and walking out into the kitchen where he was met by Jamie. "Hey there buddy." He reached down to scratch the big dog behind the ears. The pit bull looked up at him with big tired eyes. "I know, I know. Time for bed. I just wanted to talk to Stan for a bit. Let's go." He clicked off the light and walked back to his room. "Two years" he said to himself. The trial for Joseph Vitoni was in two weeks, and then it would be over. This whole nightmare that had started when he watched that woman die, holding her baby tight to his chest. "Take her, please hide her quickly!" Her voice still shrilled in his mind. He wanted to forget her voice, forget her, and forget it all. He hated hiding, no one knowing where he was. Except Stan. Breaking the rules of his witness protection he and Stan had kept in touch. Not that they could really talk. Each conversation kept short so there would be no suspicion and no trace. They had to talk. Too much had happened in such a short amount of time. Kyle wanted to talk about it, but it was impossible.
Kyle though back to the night before he was taken from South Park. Stan snuck into the hotel that Kyle was staying out. His Witness Marshal caught them but Kyle had begged him to let Stan stay. 'He's my best friend. Please. I don't know when I will see him again!' Kyle pleaded trying not to cry. He could remember the Marshall saying yes, out of pity. The Marshall stayed outside the room.
Kyle wanted to know why, what happened that night between him and Stan happened. He wanted to know what Stan thought, what he felt. He couldn't ask though, he was too afraid to know. He loved Stan; he wished he would have said something sooner.
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'No, it won't be alright Stan! Tomorrow I'm going to disappear, like I was never here. I can't speak to anyone, I can't let anyone know where I am, and no one will be able to see me! And for how long? It could be years. I won't even be Kyle anymore! I will be someone else!'
'But you will be alive!' Stan yelled.
'I'm scared!' He screamed back. 'I'm going to be alone Stan. Don't you get it? I have to face this alone…' His voice faded off. 'I'm so scared.'
Stan stepped forward grabbing Kyle tightly in a hug. 'You will not be alone. I'm here. I'll always be here. We will figure something out, I can't lose you Kyle…I won't lose you.' His grip tightened. 'I just won't.'
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Kyle closed his eyes at the memories of that night. From then on Kyle had let Stan have him. Gently, lovingly, both scared of what was going to happen and what was happening. Everything Kyle had dreamed for happened, but not in the way he wanted it to be.
He didn't want to think about it. It hurt too much. All he wanted was to be with Stan. For this nightmare to be over. Instead he curled up in bed, 9 hours apart from Stan, feeling cold and alone with only Jamie for company.
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