A/N: Halo readers, here's another chapter, please do enjoy. And do not fear, though it feels that the story may be over, we've got a while to go before that becomes a reality.

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21

Keefe

Tam was nervous. That was new.

Keefe had seen Tam with a lot of emotions. Hell, Keefe had seen Tam in his most raw right after some really bad family event occured.

Nervous, never.

The rest of the Black Swan had already retreated to the viewing point, and now it was just up to Keefe and Tam to make sure they got drenched, which wasn't supposed to be that difficult, but with Tam freaking out, Keefe wasn't so sure anymore.

Luckily, Tam wasn't going to have much of a chance to back out, since they were already in the exact splash zone and they only had around a minute or so.

"Tam, dude," Keefe said, and Tam turned to him. Keefe lifted Tam's arm up to both their viewing level, and they porceeded to observe Tam's shaking arm.

"It's natural, lay off," Tam said defensively, but Keefe didn't fail to notice how Tam's hand wrapped around his own and squeezed.

Just as Keefe was about to check his phone once more, it happened. The lights all turned off, and the staduim seemed to freeze, just as the lights opened up, and slushie came flowing out of every stadium light in the area, drenching students.

Keefe let go of Tam's hand, spinning his body in a full slow circle, his eyes alight with the excitement he experienced in that moment.

The explosion stopped, the whole stadium in utter shock, the eye of the storm, before it passed, and everything went to chaos. Keefe barely registered the slushie rushing down his face, matting his hair to his head as he watched the chaos, taking Tam's hand.

The cheerleaders were all whining and wailing, their perfect hair destroyed. The players were retreating from the field, some looking disappointed, a few grinnig, to Keefe's liking. The coaches were standing in utter shock, same with many of the innocent bystanders who lined the bleachers.

When Keefe hit behind him, he spotted some of Dex's nerd friends licking the slushie off themselves. He watched as people waiting in line for food shook their hair in shock. Across the field, he saw Alvar drenched, offering glaring eyes to everyone around.

It was surreal, and Keefe was in heaven, though he didn't belong there, hand in hand with his partner in crime.

It was at that moment that Keefe looking to Tam, realising that the boy had been staring right at him for a little longer than a few seconds.

"We've done it," Tam said breathelessly, and Keefe nodded, still utterly speechless. Their dream had finally been achieved, and Keefe said screw it all if he was caught, this moment was worth it all.

Keefe, not looking away from Tam, in the feeling of breathing in heaven, leaned right towards Tam, the dark haired boy knowing Keefe's exact intetion. They met halfway, mouths already opened, their tongues brushing.

Tam automatically pushed at Keefe, tugging him closer, their tongues clashing, Tam gaining control. Keefe let him, allowing his own self to just feel. He and Tam had waited so long and had been through so much hell. But, in the moment, Keefe felt nothing but satisfaction, Tam's lips warm and needy.

A millenium of just that moment passed, and then the two were both down to earth once more, breaking apart and gulping for air, Keefe's face flushed. The two boys stared at one another in awe, neither letting go of the other.

"Um, let's not tell anyone about this, ever," Tam said, the same moment Keefe said, "Don't tell Fitz," The two met eyes and laughed once more, Keefe looking down then to realise they were still holding each other.

With dread, Keefe pulled his arms away from Tam, the other boy's eyes softening in understanding.

"Well, since we're now drenched in slushie, shall we head to meet the rest of the gang for a celebration?" Keefe offered, and Tam nodded, the two linking hands and turning their backs to the chaos.

Biana

"Here, here!" Keefe shouted for what Biana was sure was around the fifth time, the whole group turning away from their side conversations to look at Keefe.

After the explosion, the group had made a bee-line for Fitz's car, and had all met at their favourite ice cream parlour for a celebration, since (so far), as Biana was putting it, they hadn't been caught.

Biana had ordered and covered everyone, with her parent's money of course, and then found herself nustled up against Dex's chest. Dex had pulled her close, and the whole group had gathered around the usual corner booth they sat at.

"Aye, Keefe, we heard ye the first six times," Sophie commented, her blonde hair cascading down her body voluminosly due to her having dropped her hair tie. Biana smiled at her best friend. She was so out of this world.

"Oh, c'mon Foster, let me be happy," Keefe whined, and the whole table laughed, Keefe's grin spreading wider. Biana sighed happily, and Dex turned his head to look at her.

"What is it?" Dex asked, his eyes looking down to meet hers, her head still rested across his chest.

"Happy," Biana replied, and Dex smiled in return. Fitz looked over at Biana, having heard, offering a smile that almost seemed liked brotherly love.

The moment of peace throughout the group spread, and they were all smiling at each other, close to their favourite people, munching on their ice cream, their lives feeling complete.

And then Biana's phone rang. She jumped from the buzzing in her pocket and pop song lighting up the room. Tam snorted, and Biana offered him a glare before pulling her phone out of her pocket, the screen saying 'no caller ID'.

"Hello?" Biana questioned, everyone around the table staring at her.

"Little sister," Came a voice from the other end, and Biana's face automatically downturned into a frown. She set the phone down in the middle of the table and pressed, the speaker button, mouthing 'Alvar'.

"What do you want, Alvar?" Fitz asked sharply, and Biana heard her eldest brother chuckle from the other end of the phone.

"Good, the whole gang's present," Alvar's voice replied, and Dex rubbed Biana's shoulder in comfort, Biana appreciating the gesture. "You see, I know you had something to do with that little stunt I saw pulled tonight at the game," Alvar smacked, and Biana tensed, the fear of Alvar exposing Black Swan clanging around in her head.

"On whit basis?" Sophie accused in a passive agressive way, her tone not giving any information away. Keefe and Tam nodded to her, Sophie nodding back. She was the best at negotiating in the whole group.

"It just… makes sense," Alvar tried, and Biana almost snorted this time. He had nothing against the group, and was just trying to get something out of them. What a sore looser. Biana couldn't believe she was related to that mess.

"Ye have no proof," Sophie stated, not getting a reply from Alvar for a few seconds meaning their suspisions were correct. Biana let out a relieved sigh.

"Yeah, okay, bye-bye big brother," Biana said, before picking up her phone and clicking the off button with a feeling of reverence in her body.

The group cheered, and Biana couldn't help but grin.