Here we are! Last Chapter! I haven't posted in over a month and I fell like complete shit about it. But, I was a bit busy with another story on my profile and rewriting some of my new Kevin fanfics.

I couldn't be more blessed for all of you to read what I've worked my ass off you. Without further ado, please enjoy the last chapter of The Sheriff's Son.

Keller sat right in front of his old friend and his son's kidnapper. It was so hard to look at him in the face. The one that had kidnapped, tied up, tortured and traumatized his son. J.C looked at Keller, with a strange wide toothed grin. "How have you been Tom?" he said, not even bothering to sound intimidating. "How's your son? He healing up okay?"

Keller looked down at J.C, his body was surprisingly thin. The guards weren't lying. He hadn't been eating. "What do you want Jace?" Keller asked, keeping his hands together. "Why did you want to see me?"

"Why did you save me?" he asked, pushing up to get closer a bit. His arms had been restrained with his white straight jacket and his ankles cuffs to the chair he was sitting in. "I did all those things to your son. To your boy... your own flesh and blood. You ran into the burning building and saved me. Why? WHY?!" he screamed.

"Jace... you were my friend. I still see you as my friend. I see something in you. I miss the man that I used to drink beers with. I saved you because I know that you can change. That you can get better. If... if you'll let them help you. Please Jace."

J.C looked at his old friend for a moment and then looked back down at the table in between them. He let out a confused chuckle. Does he really believe that?, he thought. Does he really believe that... that I can change? Keller leaned down and grabbed a small pile of papers, all stapled together. "Look... I want you to see a pshychologist. Someone that could, that could help you. I'm not asking as Sheriff Keller... I'm asking as your friend."

J.C looked at the stack with a raised eyebrow. He gave his old partner a small nod. "Thanks Tom. For everything."

"No problem." he said, standing up from his seat and grabbing his beige coat from the chair. He left the visitor room outside to be met by one of his deputies. "Make sure that he sees that pshychologist at least three times a week."

"Of course sheriff. Have a nice rest of your weekend." the deputy said, waving at him. Keller left the prison and walked into the parking lot, where his son was sitting in the passenger seat. Keller had told him that he was going to the prison and Kevin became way to upset when he said he was going. Kevin insisted on going with him and waiting in the car. Keller walked inside his car and looked at his son. Kevin was looking out the window, holding his pants tightly. "Kev?" he called, grabbing his son's knuckles. "Are you okay?"

"Are you?" he asked, still not turning around to face his father. "Did.. did he try to hurt you?"

"No son. He didn't. He just wanted to know something about me. About why I saved him. I promise son. Everything is okay."

Kevin turned around and looked at his father. Hot tears were streaming down his face. Keller pulled his son close into a side hug. "Dad..."

Keller cut his son off. "You don't have to worry about anything Kevin. I swear. We're safe now."

"Promise?" Kevin asked.

"I promise you."

Kevin and Keller let each other go and gave a small smile. "Come on." Keller said. "I have something to show you."

"Dad... after everything that's been going on, I'm not really fond of surprises." Kevin replied, rubbing his temples.

"You'll like this one, I promise." he said, pulling the car out of the driveway and driving back towards Riverdale.

The ride back to Riverdale had taken longer than Kevin had actually expected. Well, then again, he wasn't paying much attention to the time. His mind was still on the fact that his kidnapper had just been in the same room as his father. No matter how much you'll ask him, he would deny being scared of the man that kidnapped him. But, he was actually terrified of the man that kept his tied up in the corner of a room. "Kev?" his father's voice rang in his head. Kevin looked up from his thoughts and over at his father. "We're here."

Kevin nodded and his father exited the car, walking over to the passenger side door to help his son come out of the car and onto his crutches. Kevin grabbed his crutches and began to limp over to where his father was leading him. They were at his house, but they weren't going over to the front door. Keller was leading his son to their backyard. Kevin was kind of confused as to what his father was trying to do, but he just trusted him. It was his father after all. Keller opened the gate and let his limp into their backyard dining area. Kevin's eyes widened at the sight. Sitting right on the outside glass table was a birthday cake. There were seventeen candles lit on the cake and Kevin's favorite color was the icing. Navy blue. "D-Dad? What is this?"

Keller slowly continued to lead his son towards the cake. "I know that we've been a little busy lately. You with the whole being held captive thing and me with trying to rescue you, that we totally forgot about your birthday."

"M-My birthday?" Kevin asked, surprised. "Today is... is my birthday?"

"Yup." Keller said. "Happy birthday son."

Kevin gave a surprised chuckle as his father sat him down in front of the cake. Kevin looked up at his father, who gave him an approving nod. Kevin smiled, closed his eyes and blew out his candles. Making his birthday wish. Keller gave him a singular round of applause, making Kevin laugh from how ridiculous it sounded. "I never thought that we'd both survive long enough to this day." Kevin said as his father took a seat in front of him. "And mom..."

"I know son. I'm sorry that she had to die. But I know that she's happy that you're okay." Keller replied, he leaned over and grabbed his son's hand. "So... tell me. What did you wish for."

"Your safety."

Keller raised his eyebrows a bit surprised. Most boys his age might have wished for a new car, some concert tickets or some expensive trip to some Caribbean island. "W-What do you mean?"

"We've both been hurt over the past few months. With the kidnapping, torturing and... rescuing." Kevin said, looking down. "I just wish that you'll stay safe from now on. So that you won't get hurt like I did and can still keep this small, god forsaken town safe from criminals."

Keller smiled at his son's generosity and kindness. "You know... everyday since you were taken and everyday you were in the hospital, I prayed. Do you want to know what I prayed for?"

Kevin looked up at his father and nodded.

"I prayed that once we got through, you would stay safe."

"Dad..." Kevin started to protest, but his father held his hand up and cut him off.

"Kevin, you shouldn't have to worry about me. I'm your father, it's my job to do all the worrying. Hell... I don't think I've ever cried as much as I did when I found out you were taken." Keller wiped a tear that began to slip down his face. "I prayed every day and every night that I would be able to take you home... protect you and care for you. That... that no one will ever lay their hands on you ever again."

"Well... how about I change my wish?" Kevin said, pointing at the candles. "Do you mind?"

Keller nodded and grabbed the lighter that he had left on the chair beside him. He re lit the candles for his son and watched him as he started at the small flames. "This time... I wish that you and I will stay safe from harm. No matter where we are. And if we do end up in any kind of danger... we'll be there."

"I think I can live with that wish son." Keller smiled.

"Then help me blow out the candles."

Keller walked over so that he was standing right beside his son. He placed his hand on Kevin's shoulder and the two of them blew out the candles, forever sending their wish into the sky. Kevin turned to face his father and they two enveloped in a hug. "Happy birthday son."

"I love you dad. So much."

Keller remembered a similar situation. The day that Kevin was kidnapped. Kevin had told him that he loved him and instead of replying with an I love you too, he simply said Same here son. Keller knew exactly how to reply. He wouldn't mess this up. Not this time. Not ever. "I love you too Kevin. I love you so much."

The two then stood there for a long time. Not caring what was happening around them. They were just enjoying each other company and their reunion.

The sun then set on the day. Kevin had put his exhausted father to sleep while he read in his living room. It was peaceful. Something Kevin never had when he was alone. Kevin felt the paper on his fingers as he read the long paragraphs of the copy of A Game of Thrones, that Principal Weatherbee had been so kind to give him as a get well gift. Kevin was enjoying reading about Cersei Lannister, when his door began to erupt with loud knocking. Kevin's heart hammered, thinking that it might be someone trying to hurt him or his father. "Preppy?" a sweet, familiar voice called from the door. "It's me."

Kevin let out a sigh of relief, placing his book down and grabbing his crutches to open the door for Joaquin. Joaquin stood in the doorway, dressed in signature all black. Expect for his bright red leather jacket, which made Kevin smile a bit. Finally he was wearing some color. In his hands was a small gift box, covered in silver wrapping paper and a bright green ribbon. "I heard it was your birthday." he said, motioning the gift.

"You didn't have to get me anything." Kevin said, shaking his head and smiling.

"But I wanted to." Joaquin replied, opening the box for him since his hands were holding his crutches. Inside the box was a ring. It was a plain gold band, with small diamonds wrapped around it. Kevin gasped at the sight of it. It was gorgeous. "It's real." Joaquin said. "Spent $400 on this puppy, but... you have no price tag."

"Joaquin, you didn't have to buy that for me." Kevin said, feeling bad after hearing the price of the ring.

"I'll say it again. I wanted to." Joaquin said. He grabbed Kevin's right hand and lifted it off the crutch handle. He slid the ring on Kevin's finger. "I know it's customary for guys to give girls promise rings but... rules are for breaking right?"

"A promise ring?!" Kevin exclaimed. "You... you really-"

"I really mean it. I love you Kevin Keller. And I want you to be mine." Joaquin said, stepping a bit closer to the boy of his dreams.

Kevin smiled and dropped his crutches to the ground. He grabbed Joaquin's shoulders for support. "I love you too Joaquin DeSantos."

The two smiled and then brought their lips close in a kiss. A long awaited kiss.

Well... here were are. That's the end folks. I'm so happy that you all liked this story. And don't worry... I have more planned for Kevin. Just you wait.

I'm so happy that you have joined me for this ride and I thank you all so much for your kind reviews. And if you all want a sequel, I'm adding a poll in my profile. So vote and maybe I'll see you then! I love you all and thank you for reading The Sheriff's Son.