Kenny's eyes struggle to stay open, as he fades in and out of consciousness. Only being able to pay attention to things here and there from the darkness that threatened his mind. Like a tug of war, that was pulling at his very existence. Something had not felt right to him, something was off, very off. But he wasn't sure just what it was. As he struggled to keep awareness around him, a string of images faded in and out of his mind.

"Interesting..." the silhouette of a woman had said looking down at him, as that same familiar blaring light shined down from behind her.

Then he was in a hallway, being dragged down it. Then in a small room with shower heads, then back in a hallway and then in front of a door. Kenny tries to piece together all that he's seeing, trying to sort out all of the images passing through his mind. As he becomes more aware, gradually coming back to reality, he's shoved into that very familiar room. He tries to land on his hands and knees but ends up falling all the way to the floor instead.

"Kenny!" he hears Craig's voice call out to him, although a bit foggy sounding, "You bastards! What the hell did you do to him?!"

When Kenny looks over, he sees Craig standing in front of one of the men. He then sees the man push Craig down, causing him to fall backwards in to a sitting position. As Kenny groggily sits up, he spots the man bring his leg back, and quickly realizes everything that's going on around him. He knows what the man is about to do when Craig braces himself, putting up his arms in front of his face in order to protect it from the impact that was coming. And the next thing Kenny knows, he's on his feet.

When the man swings his leg forward to kick Craig, it is instead met with the other boy's stomach. Blocking it from hitting Craig. When Craig doesn't feel any pain, he moves his arms away and looks up, seeing Kenny standing in front of him taking the full brunt of the kick.

"Kenny?!" Craig exclaims.

Kenny glares harshly at the man in front of him. Surpassing the severe pain passing throughout his abdomen, a feeling like something had opened, along with the pain of his head throbbing. All in favor of glaring at the man. The man almost flinches for a split second because of the look Kenny was giving him, before drawing back an arm and bringing it down to his face.

"What are you looking at?!" the man yells angrily at him, as Kenny falls to the floor again.

"Kenny!" Craig shouts again, and goes over to him.

The man let's out a annoyed sound, before turning and slamming the door shut as he leaves with the other one.

Craig leans over Kenny, examining him when he spots blood spreading on his shirt,"You're bleeding," he says worried.

"It's nothing," Kenny pants out and slowly sits up, "I'm good."

He carefully moves over to the wall and leans up against it, wincing a bit as he does so. Craig goes over and sits in front of him.

"...Let me see," Craig says, looking at Kenny's arm now resting over the blood on his stomach.

"I told you I'm-"

"Kenny," Craig says cutting him off, now looking directly at him, "you're not fine."

Kenny stares back at him, before letting out a sigh and laughing to himself, "You got me," he says giving in.

He moves his arm away, and let's Craig lift up his shirt to examine the wound. When Craig looks at it, he can see that some of the stitching that had been keeping the wound shut, was now loosened a bit, causing any blood that was sealed off to now flow out of it.

Craig grimaces, "You should've let me take the kick..."

"Sorry, I moved without thinking," Kenny says, and Craig looks back up at him, "what?"

"You're always doing this."

"Huh?" Kenny says confused.

Craig then moves his hands to the bottom of his own shirt, "Trying so hard to watch over me," he says as he starts ripping at it, "you should be watching over yourself more. Why do you try so hard for me?" he tears off a long piece of it and presses it gently to Kenny's wound.

"It's because... I want to protect you," Kenny states.

Craig's eyes widen,"Why? Why do you want to protect me so much?"

Kenny reaches a hand up and places it on Craig's head, " Because I care about you and... you mean a lot to me," Kenny says sincerely to him. And Craig quickly looks down at the wound, trying to hide his face from the other. Kenny smiles, "I can hold the cloth myself, you don't need to-"

"No," Craig interrupts him, "you're always helping me... this is the least I can do to help you out. So just let me," he glances up slightly at the other one, trying to look determined, his face flushing a bit though instead, " you mean a lot to me too."

A look of surprise crosses Kenny's face, as he was not expecting the other to say it back. But his face soon rests in to a smile as it sets in. Craig moves a hand away from the cloth and up to Kenny's face, and cautiously runs his thumb along his cheek.

"Does it hurt?" Craig asks, continuing to move his thumb over from what Kenny can guess are stitches there.

"A little."

"It looks painful."

"Does it really look that bad?" Kenny chuckles to himself, trying to lighten things up.

"Yeah..." Craig nods, "there are stitches running all along your face, from your jaw, to your mouth. And they shaved some of your hair away too, it looks like they did something to your head. There's a patch there that looks like it's been reattached," he explains to Kenny because he knows that he can't see it for himself.

"Oh, guess that explains the head pain..." Kenny says.

Craig falls silent, moving his hand away and looking over to the small window. It had been nighttime now, but it was clear out and he could see some of the stars in the sky, along with the moon.

"Do you remember that one night, when we went to go stargazing for the first time?" Craig asks.

"Yeah," Kenny replies, "how could I forget..." he smiles to himself fondly as the memory from years ago, starts to come back and play out in his mind again.

A very young Craig lie asleep in bed, but stirs to the sound of his bedroom door creaking open. When he starts to realize what that sound usually means, he quickly sits up in his bed and looks at the door.

"Kenny?!" Craig asks excitedly.

"Shhh," the other boy says, placing his index finger in front of his mouth.

"Why are you wearing your coat and stuff?" Craig asks confused, taking note of Kenny's appearance.

Kenny grins at him, "Get changed, I wanna show you something," is all he offers and the other boy looks at him still confused. "Hurry!" Kenny urges and he steps back outside of the door.

When Craig finishes tossing on his outdoor clothes, he walks outside of his room to met up with Kenny.

"Where are we going?" Craig asks as he adjusts his hat a bit more.

"You'll see," Kenny smiles, "come on!" he says and rushes forward. He only gets a few feet before looking back and seeing Craig standing by the door still, looking uncertain. "What's wrong?"

"We're going to get in to trouble..." he mumbles quietly.

"It will be okay," Kenny says and walks back towards him, "trust me," and he reaches out a hand towards him. Craig looks down at his hand for a few moments, still unsure but then slowly raises his own hand and places it into Kenny's. Kenny smiles at him then, "Come on!"

And with that, Kenny leads Craig down various hallways until they come across a staircase leading up.

"Up here," Kenny instructs, pointing up the staircase.

"What's up there?" Craig asks with uncertainty.

"The roof," Kenny says as he starts making his way up them.

"W-Why are we going to the roof?" Craig asks confused.

"You'll see," Kenny replies with and tugs on Craig's arm, ushering him to follow. As they reach the top Kenny speaks up again, "Sometimes they leave the door here unlocked," he adds as he places his hand onto the doorknob, "and I made sure it was unlocked before I went to get you," with that, he turns the knob and opens the door. He looks back at Craig with a smile, the light from the moonlight shinning in from behind him, creating a halo effect around his head because of it, "Come on!"

Craig's eyes widen a bit, as if seeing something surprising for the first time, before following the other out onto the roof. When they walk out onto it, Craig looks around.

"We're here, but what did you want to show me?" he asks looking back at Kenny.

Kenny points up to the sky, "Look up," he tells him.

Craig does, and he sees there in the sky, are the stars and a very big moon. They are clear on this night, unlike most others where it was usually very cloudy.

"Whoaaa," Craig says in awe, "the moon is so big! And the stars are so pretty!"

"I know you can see some of them from your room... but I thought that, you might wanna come outside and see them all for once," Kenny says sheepishly, "I know how much you like stars and stuff, so..."

Craig's face flushes a bit, never having had someone do something so nice for him before, "T-Thanks."

"Anytime!" Kenny quickly says, then notices something in the sky, "Oh, look at that!" he tells Craig, who looks back up. His eyes widening as he sees the sky begin to light up with small thin fiery streaks, "Well this is a nice surprise. Wasn't expecting to see a, what is it called again..."

"Meteor shower," Craig says.

"Yeah that!" Kenny laughs and looks at him. He notices the very wide smile spread across Craig's face in amazement at the sight before him, "You like it up here?" Kenny asks.

Craig looks back over at him, "Yeah!" he smiles.

It catches Kenny off guard a bit, as he's never seen a smile like that on Craig's face before be directed at him.

"I can- um, bring you here again if you want," Kenny offers him.

"Really?!" Craig exclaims, and Kenny nods, "Thanks for bringing me here Kenny," he smiles.

"No problem," Kenny says returning the smile.

His hand holds on a bit tighter to Craig's as the two of them stand there and watch the sky. Not caring at all how cold it may be, too happy to.

Kenny smiles to himself when he finishes recalling the memory. Remembering how it was also the first time he had ever seen Craig be so happy before like that.

"You think..." Craig says, and Kenny looks at him, "that we'll ever see something like that again?"

Kenny smiles at him, "I'm sure that we will."

He shifts a bit against the wall, trying to find a more comfortable position and winces, letting out a small pained sound.

"Kenny?" Craig asks worried.

"Sorry, I just need to rest for a little bit... I'm kind of tired," Kenny explains and Craig nods, not saying anything more.

Kenny closes his eyes to rest when he feels something warm on his hand. When he opens his eyes to look, he sees Craig's hand placed on top of his, holding it. He also sees that Craig is now sitting next to him, leaning against the wall with his knees in front of his chest and his other arm wrapped around them. Kenny smiles faintly to himself before closing his eyes again.