Ten fucking years later and a partridge in a fucking pear tree, I finally update this story. I hope that you all haven't given up on me, because I've been busy. Shipping Malec and Joavin and Klaine and all the gay ships on this god damn website. I'm sorry, so enjoy my Mevin fanfiction and please allow me to update this story more.

Kevin had been laying his hospital bed, reading one of the books that the hospital had provided for him. He had no problem with being alone. He had been alone in the darkness with nothing but his own thoughts and the sad words of his father and Moose. Kevin had grown to like the darkness. He looked through each of the words on the books pages and he felt the paper in between his fingers.

The door started to creak open. Kevin looked up from his book and raised his eyebrow. "Cheryl?" he said. "What are you doing here?"

Cheryl smiled at Kevin. She was in a hospital outfit, white tank and grey sweatpants, but the same bold red lip. Her red hair was tied back in a high ponytail. "I fell on my face during River Vixens practice. Fainted on the spot. Totally embarrassing. But the lord and heaven above that Nana Rosie dearest was kind enough to let me stay here for a few nights while I recover." she said, walking over to Kevin's bed and sitting down on the end. "I overheard one of the nurses telling one of the doctors that you woke up."

"Yeah." Kevin said, creasing the corner of his book so he knew his place and setting it down near his thighs on the bed.

"How are you feeling Kev?" Cheryl said. "Do you know how worried everyone was for you?"

"What do you mean?" Kevin asked.

"Betty, Jughead, Veronica, Archie and of course Moose were of worried that you wouldn't wake up. You should have seen how hard Moose beat Reggie when he started to make fun of you and be pretty damn homophobic."

Kevin's eyebrows raised. "What are you talking about?"

Cheryl smiled and pulled out her red bedazzled cased phone and tapped the screen and couple of times. After opening some kind of app, she showed the phone over to Kevin. Kevin took the phone and focused his attention on the video. He watched as it seemed to be right in the field of the school. Reggie was in the middle of one of the field's bleachers, his eyes glassy meaning that he was obviously high. Sitting next to him was a few of the other Bulldogs. Some of them Kevin recognized as his bullies for when he came out as gay. After a few seconds of Reggie's drugged laughing and redness, Moose's voice started to be heard, and he sounded angry. "Reggie!" he cried.

Reggie put his blunt of weed down and looked over to the right, the camera turning along with it. He saw Kevin walking in from across the field. Behind him was Archie, Cheryl and Chuck. It kind of made Kevin a bit happy that Cheryl wasn't the one recording the video, but he looked over to the third person. Someone who seemed a bit, different. "Chuck?" he said when he saw the young man did terrible sexually explicit acts to Veronica and Betty.

"Don't worry about him. He's actually... a decent guy now." Cheryl told him.

Kevin nodded and watched as Moose got closer to a high Reggie and his Bulldog friends. "Moose... Moosie, Moosie. Moosie!" Reggie said to him, waving the smoking blunt at his friend.

Moose ran up to Reggie, the camera following him as he got closer. "Reg, are you serious? Again?"

"I've done quite a lot of things dearest friend on mine..." Reggie responded, hiccuping in the middle from the smoke coming and going from his mouth.

Moose moved closer to Reggie, Cheryl, Archie and Chuck tried to hold him back but Moose pushed them back immediately. He got closer to Reggie, placing one foot on the bleacher so that he could stand tall in front of his friend. Kevin watched confusedly and very interested in what was going on and more importantly what Reggie had said to Moose to provoke him.

Reggie sighed and tapped his blunt, letting the black soot fall out onto the bleachers. "Reggie come on man. You know how this will effect you. Do you ever want to get back on the team?" Moose said.

"What I do is my business and mine only Mason. Chill out." Reggie said, rolling his eyes and punching one of the other Bulldogs in his shoulder.

"Reggie this is bad. Really bad. All of this is terrible." Moose said taking the blunt from him and throwing it down on the ground away from Reggie to grab it again.

Reggie rolled his eyes and took another blunt from one of his other Bulldog friends. He took it in and blew out the smoke. "Just because Keller got himself sick and got himself into that damn coma doesn't mean you get to mother me." he said

Chuck, Archie and Cheryl looked at each other. Kevin bit his lip as soon as his name was unfortunately out of Reggie's mouth. "Moose..." Cheryl called to him in a whisper, but nothing happened to Moose. He didn't respond or look at her. Kevin exhaled from his nose and he felt Cheryl gently face his hand on his leg. Kevin knew that Reggie was high. He decided to not hold it against Reggie. Reggie wasn't himself. He was currently on drugs in the video.

Moose's eyebrows furrowed. "Excuse me?" Moose said.

The Bulldogs around Reggie slowly started to stand up and walk away from Reggie, knowing that things were going to get messy and they didn't want to end up into the aftermath. Reggie stood his ground and stood up to stare over at Moose. "Kevin got himself sick. Big whoop. Now just because that gay got himself into a coma in the hospital doesn't mean that you can tell me what I can or cannot smoke, huff, swallow or snort."

After Reggie said the words, he knew what he had done. He knew what happened. He messed up. He truly messed up and Kevin could see it in his eyes, despite the glassiness coming from his high. Reggie opened his mouth, about to apologize to his friend, but Moose's fist impaled Reggie's cheek. There obviously must of been a crowd behind the person recording, but a large amount of oohs and oh shits came. Reggie fell down onto the bleachers. Moose knelt down and held him down, punching him the nose multiple times. Reggie wasn't fighting back. He allowed Moose to punch him.

"Moose!" Chuck called to him. "Moose stop!"

Chuck and Archie ran up the bleachers and pulled Moose off of Reggie. The other Bulldogs behind the camera ran over to the bleachers and they helped Reggie off the bleachers. The video ended and Kevin sighed. "Did he really do that... for me?" Kevin asked.

Cheryl smiled and rubbed Kevin's leg. "Call me crazy. but I think that Moose is in love with you."

Kevin chuckled, remembering when Moose told him earlier in the day that he had fallen in love with him. "Hey, do you want some company?" Kevin asked. "I'm sure that there's something we could watch together until the morning comes."

Cheryl smiled and nodded. "Yeah. Yeah I'd like that Kev."

Moose had dropped the girls home and he was now driving from Veronica's apartment to his own home. He was glad that his parents were gone on another one of their business trips so that he we wouldn't be unesscarily reprimanded by his mother. He turned the corner towards his neighborhood and his eyes made contact with his house. But much to Moose's anger and complete surprise, there was Reggie sitting on his porch. He had his hands wrapped around the sleeves of his varsity jacket. Moose sighed loudly and angrily, slamming his hand on the steering wheel.

Moose pulled his car into the driveway and he shut off his car's engine. He didn't come out. He just looked out his window and over at Reggie. He had stood up as soon as he saw Moose's car pull up from the street. Moose noticed that Reggie had a few bandages on his cheeks and a pretty large beige one on his nose. Moose smiled at himself at the damage he had done to Reggie.

He hadn't spoken or even looked in Reggie's direction after he had said what he said about Kevin. Kevin was important to Moose and Reggie knew that. He knew that. And he still had to nerve to call him what he had. Moose finally slammed his steering wheel one more time before getting up from his seat and going to his porch. "Get off my porch Reggie." Moose said, pulling out his keys to open the door and go inside.

"No." Reggie said, putting his hands up to stop Moose to leaving. "Moose please, please let me say sorry. Let me apologize."

Moose stopped trying to leave and he crossed his arms. "It shouldn't be me who you're apologizing to. Why would you say that about Kevin? After everything he's been through? None of this is his fault!"

"I was high."

"I don't care Reggie... I... I love him."

Reggie sighed and he rubbed his head. "I know." he said. "I know that you're in love with him. I shouldn't of said that. I'm so sorry Moose. But look Moose, you're my best friend. I don't want to make you upset."

Moose sighed and shoved his hands into his pockets. "I'll forgive you when you see Kevin."

"I actually called Cheryl. I'll be visiting them both tomorrow morning." Reggie said.

Moose nodded, remembering Cheryl's fall during her practice with the River Vixen. Moose sighed and started to laugh. "Reggie... I'm in love with him. I... I love him."

Reggie smiled and pulled Moose into a hug. "I know buddy. I know buddy. I know."

Moose kept repeating it. Because it was true. It was so true. "I'm in love with him. I'm in love with him."

Reggie looked up at Moose and he pulled his face up to face him. "I have an idea." he said. "Hopefully, this will make it up to you."

Sheriff Keller couldn't sleep at all without his son. His son was still in the hospital. He didn't want to sleep. He sat down in the living room with a tall glass of ginger ale in his hands with a book in his hands. This was one of Kevin's favorite books. It was the book that made his son fall in love with reading. Keller always used to make jokes about how Kevin read more books that Keller had ever read in his entire life time. While in the coma, he was scared that he would never come home to see his son curled up on the couch with a book again.

Keller read the story that his son often complained about how the ending went, until he hear a car coming in from the driveway. Keller looked over at the window for a moment confused. He didn't tell anyone that they could come over. He didn't remember inviting anyone to his house. Keller set down his glass of ginger ale and he put a bookmark on the page where he was reading.

He got up from his spot on the couch and he walked over to the door just as the doorbell knocked. Keller opened the door and they saw Moose and Reggie. Two of the football players from Riverdale High. He knew Moose right away, because Moose was so often in the hospital. Worrying about Kevin and crying his eyes out about the young man in a hospital bed with thousands of tubes and masks around him.

"Mr. Mason... Mr. Mantle." Keller said, giving them a fake smile. "What are you boys doing here?"

"My friend Moose here has something ask you." Reggie said, clapping Moose's shoulder reassuringly. "Go ahead Moose."

Moose sighed and licked his lips. He didn't think that this idea would be that traumatizing when Reggie discussed his plan with him in the car. It wasn't that bad. But of course, being here, right in front of the father of the man that he was in love with was more scary than the time he saw It with the entire football team.

"Mr... Mr. Keller... I uh-I uh..." Moose coughed and he licked his lips.

Sheriff Keller sighed and nodded. "Why don't you boys come in? Seems like you want to have a talk."

Moose was about to decline, but Reggie pushed him inside. The two walked inside the home and followed Sheriff Keller to the kitchen where he and Kevin often shared meals and happy conversations. "Take a seat." Keller told them before leaving the room for a moment.

Moose sat down and Reggie took a seat right next to him. Keller returned with his glass of ginger ale and he sat down in front of the boys. "What is it that you want to tell me?"

"I want your permission for something." Moose said. "It might be old fashioned... but, I think that Kevin deserves the best."

Keller raised his eyebrows. He gripped the glass a bit tighter at the sound of his son's name. "This is about Kevin?"

"Yeah." Reggie said. "But it's nothing bad."

Keller nodded and continued to listen to them.

"I know that no father wants to hear this but... but I'm in love with Kevin." Moose said, not hesitating anymore. "I'm in love with your son Sheriff Keller. I didn't think that I could love someone like your son but he's... he's someone special."

"That... that he sure is." Keller said, smiling before taking a sip from his ginger ale.

"And I wanted to ask your permission to take your son to the prom. I know that it's it two weeks and it's a terrible time since he just came out of his coma but, I want to make him happy."

Sheriff Keller looked over at Reggie. "Mr. Mantle, do you mind stepping out for a moment?"

Reggie nodded and he looked at Moose. "I'll wait in the car."

Reggie stood up, gave a polite nod and left the Keller household. Keller looked back over at Moose. "I heard about what you did to Reggie a while back. That takes guts."

"He apologized for what he did." Moose replied. "He was high but-"

"High or not, he said something that hurt my boy. And you let him know that he shouldn't have done that. I'm happy that you did that." Keller took another sip from his ginger ale. "Moose, you love Kevin. And I know my son. I know deep down that Kevin loves you too. He just needs the right moment. Which I think is the prom."

"Mr. Keller... are you saying that-"

"You have my blessing to take my son to the prom. Just... make sure he has his rescue inhaler."

Moose smiled. "Thank you so much Sheriff Keller."

"Please." he said. "Call me Tom."