Eddward drove through the cemetery gates and parked his car in the back lot of the funeral home that ran the place.

Right next to Kevin's Harley.

He couldn't really think of a reason as to why Kevin would be at the last place most people would ever want to come to. He didn't want to be there himself, but here he was.

It had been two years since his father was killed, and the pain was still as fresh as ever most days. Other days, it was a dull ache. He hadn't found the bittersweet that Dr Shara had told him about, and right now, he didn't think he would.

As he walked up the path that led to his parents shared plot, he saw someone he never expected to see there.

Kevin

He had laid a bunch of white lillies on the headstone and was just leaning against it, staring off into the distance. Like Eddward, he was dressed nicely. Dark wash jeans, a simple black polo, his letterman jacket, and riding boots. Eddward had opted for black khakis, blue button down, Doc Martens, and the leather jacket that Marie had gotten him for his 16th birthday.

He hadn't really noticed until this moment that Kevin had been dressed like this all day. Considering that it was Wednesday, Eddward thought it was odd for Kevin to look nice all day, especially since his usually dates said that they had no plans and Kevin himself had denied being up to anything besides football practice and homework. Eddward was coming from swim practice himself.

And yet, here they stood, paying their respects to the man who had done his best to raise his son to be an upstanding young man, only to be cut down when he should have been making sure his son was standing up.

"Ahem."

Kevin jumped slightly when he saw that Eddward was standing just off to his left side.

"Oh, hey there, Edd," he said with a nervous chuckle as he went to dig his cigarettes out of his pocket.

"Hello, Kevin. What are you doing here?"

Kevin sighed. Eddward's tone wasn't anything but curious. He had a right to know.

"He's a good listener."

Eddward smirked.

"That he is."

"Didn't think you'd be out here, though," Kevin said as he lit his cancer stick.

"I did bring Mother out here last weekend. But sometimes..."

"I get it," Kevin nodded as he blew a breath of smoke out of his nose.

Eddward just shook his head as he laid the bouquet of white roses next to Kevin's lillies.

"So, come here often?," Eddward asked as he leaned on the headstone.

A red blush flashed in Kevin's cheeks and shot down his neck as the redhead grinned.

"Oh."

"Yeah," Kevin shrugged. "Like I said, he's a good listener."

"That he is."

They stood there for a good 45 minutes in a comfortable silence and watched the sun set, thinking their own thoughts and having their own silent conversation with the best listener they had ever met.

Besides each other.

As the sun disappeared behind the horizon, Kevin reached for Eddward's hand and the swimmer let the quarterback walk them back to their vehicles. It was Eddward's turn to suddenly blush when Kevin saw Eddward's Impala parked next to his Harley and that smirk flashed across his face.

"I thought you were putting her away," Eddward said as he clicked the Unlock button on his keyfob.

"Why? You wanna ride?," the redhead smirked at him.

Eddward shot him an incredulous look.

"No."

"Alright, but I have it on good authority that it's awesome to take stargazing," Kevin whispered in his ear.

Eddward hit the button on his keyfob that opened the moonroof on his Impala and snickered at Kevin's pout.

"Not fair, Rockwell!"

"Life's not fair, Barr."

Kevin just opened his arms and Eddward let him hug his feelings about the unfairness of life away for a few moments.

"Go home. Get some rest. I expect you to kick Lemon Brook's ass on Saturday."

"Ok, Daddy."

Kevin cocked a brow as he smirked at his Baby Boy and then took a step back.

"When'd you get so tall?!"

Eddward just smoothed out the collar of Kevin's polo before bringing Kevin's chin up to his own and kissing him.

"I'll see you later, Kevin."

"You're gonna want this one."

Trevor looked up to see a large hand reach over him to a higher shelf and grab the cast iron skillet he had been eyeballing for a good five minutes and handed it to him.

"Uh, thanks," he muttered softly, but the tall redhead just grinned.

"No prob."

Trevor sighed as he put the skillet in the shopping cart Ang had left with him while she ran to the other side of the store to grab a couple of bottles of her favorite coconut and Shea oil blend that were on sale. He had noticed lately that it was easier to shop in Peach Creek than it was in Lemon Brook since he had been released from the hospital and more and more details of his dad's murder at his hands were released. All the reports said that Franklin Williams was killed by his son, but everyone knew that only Trevor was strong enough to pull it off. Trevor played baseball for Lemon Brook, so swinging the cast iron skillet into his dad's skull, even if he was doing it blindly wasn't all that hard. And he had the strength to swing the heavy pan one handed.

Despite the fact that his father had been abusing his family for years, Trevor was the bad boy who got mad and killed his dad. The looks and questions whenever he wasn't at work got to be too much. So he and Angie would shop in Peach Creek whenever they could. The people either didn't know, didn't care, or were polite enough to keep their questions and opinions about what he had to do to save his family to themselves.

"Who was that?"

The blond jumped slightly at the sweet, familiar voice behind him. Turning he snickered as the voice had it's hands full of hair oil and gel, a couple packages of eyelash extensions, eye liner, and a new lip gloss.

"It was all on sale!," she protested.

"Did you get me that eyeliner?"

"Yep," she grinned. "Two for one!"

"Oh, Lort. Let's just go. I'm hungry."

"Uh huh," she nodded as she looked down the aisle at the tall redhead who helped her boyfriend, who was now getting a set of glasses down for a blond girl who she wanted to say looked familiar, but couldn't.

"I don't know who he is. He just got me the skillet," Trevor shrugged.

"That was nice," she smiled gently.

"Yeah, but I still ain't moving here."

"Yeah, yeah."

When they reached the checkout, the redhead and blond were in front of them.

"Thanks for helping him," Ang said as she dumped their beauty haul on the conveyor belt.

"No prob," the redhead shrugged as he pulled out some cash to pay for the glasses. "That skillet is my fave. It's awesome if you have a gas stove, but still cooks everything evenly on electric."

"Even those new flattop stoves!," the blond nodded.

"But you gotta be careful with the flattops. They're glass. You can crack it if you're not careful," he nodded knowingly.

"I take it you haven't been careful," Ang grinned.

The blond laughed as the redhead rolled his eyes.

"One time, May!"

"Yeah, and your mom took it out of your college fund."

"Yeah, yeah."

"That's it?!," Trevor asked.

Ang just gently patted his arm as the blond identified as May and the tall redhead looked at him curiously.

"Yeah," the redhead sighed. "Mom was mad, but since it was an accident, she just took it out of my college fund. I really should have been more careful. But it's still a damn good skillet."

"C'mon, big guy," May said as she tugged on his arm. "Nazz needed those glasses yesterday."

The teens waved goodbye to one another and as Trev and Ang checked out their items, the cashier said, "Ed's such a nice boy."

"His name is Ed?," Trevor asked.

"Yeah, there's three of them here. They used to all be friends," the woman nodded as she made sure all the beauty products were discounted properly.

"What happened?," Ang asked as she lifted the heavy skillet onto the conveyor belt.

"Don't really right know," she shrugged. "Apparently there was some differences of opinion on a few things and the one they called Double D had a falling out with Eddy. Ed took Double D's side, though. From what my kids told me, Eddy's wrong and Ed made the right decision sticking with Double D. He apparently doesn't like girls, though. Which is weird because he's always hanging out with that May girl."

Trevor and Ang exchanged a look.

"That'll be $42.55."

The two teens paid for their items and headed back to Lemon Brook to make dinner with Kev and Edd, try out Trev's new purple kohl eyeliner and taking comfort in the fact that no one place was perfect. We just do our best to blossom where we're planted.