AN: Goodness gracious! I haven't updated in one whole month! I'm VERY VERY SORRY if I have angered anyone, or at least mildly annoyed anyone. I've been grounded from the computer for weeks (grade issues, y'know). But hey! I updated! I ain't that lazy no more! I'll update more often now. Sorry about any grammatical or spelling errors, it's late and I wrote this in one day.

DISCLAIMER: nothing is mine!

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Wally was stunned. Was he really staring face to face with one of his long- lost teammates? "No way...it couldn't be...what would ABBY be doing in a nuthouse like this..." he thought to himself. But as the girl's shocked expression turned into the painfully familiar smile only Abby could pull off, it was certain. "It IS you..." he choked, forgetting his role as a guy's guy.

Abby just smiled and nodded, calm and collected as always. "Man, afta all these years. You're here." And in a manner Wally had never seen before, she toppled him in a hug. "You're HERE! I just can't BELIEVE it!" She now gripped him by the shoulders and shook him. "Where have you been?" She then burst into sobs on his shoulder.

It took a while for them to both regain themselves after that-Abby mostly. She did breathing exercises with the help of Molly, whilst pacing back and forth. "She's very easily shook up nowadays", the counselor explained to Wally, "but she'll be fine now. It's great that you two know each other, though. It's as if you've already made a friend. Oh I just can't wait until-"

"-Look, lady, do you think you could just give us some one-on-one time here?" The annoyed teen interrupted. "I'm sure we'll get along without your cruddy help!" He glared as Molly gave a mixed look of afraid and surprised, and walked off without a word. With her gone, he once again turned to Abby. "Y'alright? ya had quite the fit there. And what was with the breathing routine?"

"Oh, i's alright...just sometimes, the medication-"

"Medication?"

"...There's a lotta thangs you've missed in the passed three years, Wally..."

The boy furrowed his brow suspiciously. "Like what?" There came no reply. "WHAT? Just tell me what's been happening around 'ere! Because in case you haven't noticed, I haven't seen any of my friends for a very, very long time!"

Abby hung her head for a moment and sighed deeply. She brought her head level with his (they were now the exact same height) and smiled weakly. "I guess soona or lata it was gonna come ta this...if I tell my story, you're gonna hafta tell yos, alright". Her companion nodded, so she began from the very beginning.

It had started about a month after the decommissioning. They had all went down their separate roads. Abby's just happened to be more of an interstate highway. Her life seemed incomplete without the KND, and problems at home didn't make it any better. Her and her family were always arguing, and Abby would get angrier and angrier, and feel more and more pain. So to kill that pain, she did what any depressed teenager would have done- she took drugs.

The weed and needles had brought her into a whole new world of gangs and corruption, and she had almost enjoyed it- until her parents found out. After weeks of useless therapy, they were forced to dump her here.

"And that's how it happened", she said solemnly; she had managed to tell her tale without the least bit of emotion.

Wally stared at her wide-eyed. And all this time he had thought he had it bad. "Wow...I'm sorry- I mean- I never knew...if I had, I woulda neva forced you to..." he trailed off.

"No, i's okay. You woulda gotten it outta me soona or lata..." She paused for a second, before demanding Wally's story in return.

"It's nothin, really...I've spent my time in Juvi."

"Juvenile Hall? Are you serious?"

"Who's tellin story 'ere?"

"Sorry...geesh"

"Well, anyways, I spent it there. That's pretty much it."

"What was it like?"

"It's betta than this joint, I s'pose. They may've treated me rotten, but I gritted my teeth and beared it...three years, I spent there."

"Dang. Three years. What'd you do ta deserve THAT?"

Wally stopped cold. His mind raced as he thought back to when he was thrown in that horrible place. He couldn't tell her the real reason. At least not yet. "Oh, y'know, vandalism, loitering, the usual teenage shenanigans."

Abby nodded slowly in understanding, looking him over once. "Well, one thing's for certain" she said, "the only thing that HASN'T changed 'bout you is yo looks. The same ol' orange hoodie and jeans, same ol' stupid bowl-cut." She laughed as she frazzled his hair.

Wally desperately pushed her hands away, chuckling as well. "Yeah, yeah. I could say the opposite for you, though. I mean, just look atchya!"

It was true; over the years, Abby had ditched her tomboy attire for a new look. She now wore tight fitted jeans and an equally snug camp shirt; her hair, now hat-free, hung loose and flowing down to her thighs. Wally had to admit- she looked good.

"I guess I have changed my style up a bit-fo the betta, I hope. Anyways, s'pose we should start with the tour."

So she took him all around the camp, showing him the arts and crafts area, the sports field, the buildings where they did the counseling and whatnot, the bunking cabins, and lastly, the mess hall. "Great. I'm STARVING!" Wally cried as he entered; Abby followed close behind, shaking her head in mild disgrace. "It's about time I had some lunch around 'ere!" he said once more as he pelted toward the buffet tables. He was barely paying attention to anything but the food when he felt himself bump into something, or rather, someone.

"Hey! Watch where you going!" the camper, clearly a girl, chided in a weary voice.

"Oh, sorry" replied Wally still intent on being the first in line. "I wasn't paying atten-" but he froze when he saw whom he had collided with. "-tion" he finished, choking on the syllable a bit.

There, right in front of him, was none other than Kuki Sanban; the girl he had secretly loved for most of his life. Wally was speechless, even more so than when he reunited with Abby. But somehow, this run-in wasn't nearly as happy. Kuki, while thoroughly shook, didn't have the same smile she used to wear, and the sun that always seemed to shine about her had turned gloomy. Her hair was chopped short, she wore a plain green fitted tee and black jeans, and she was paler than usual. "Wally?" was the only word that escaped her shaking mouth.

Abby interrupted the awkward moment as she ran toward them. "Heh, guess I fogot ta mention who else was here..." she rubbed the back of her head slightly.

"Did you eva!" Wally looked a little displeased at Abby. She knew he had a thing for her, why had she waited so long to tell him? "It's great to see ya again, Kuki" he cheerily smiled at the girl in front of him. He took a deep breath. "Now's as good a time as any to tell her...here I go..." he thought to himself, and opened his mouth to say the words he had bottled up inside him for years on end. But his proud moment was cut short by the sight of Kuki walking away with "please, I don't feel like talking right now..."

Wally let out his held breath, and watched her go, staring idiotically. This was even more of a shock than their initial meeting. That girl definitely wasn't the same Kuki he had grown so fond of during his childhood. "What just happened?" he asked blandly of his friend.

Abby had seen the whole ordeal, and calmly placed her hand on his shoulder. "She's probably just shocked right now. She's even more easily whiled than I am, y'know. Just give her some time, she's been through a lot."

"But I- she-..."

"Time, Wally, time. Now, about lunch..."

Wally sighed heavily. Waiting was not something he normally did. But if he was going to have to put his love on hold, he would. He reluctantly followed Abby to the spreads, and then to the table where he just poked at his food, hunger gone.

Dinner was a repeat of the same thing, with Kuki staying as far away from the two of them as possible. Abby would just keep making excuses for her, like "she's tired" and "she's still coping with the fact that you're here". As Wally said his good nights to Abby, who headed for her cabin, Molly approached him; he groaned.

"Well, if your done with your 'one-on-one time', I guess I can show you to bed now" there was a touch of grudging in her voice, but Wally ignored it. She led him to a small concrete building, instead of a cabin. "This is where the newbies sleep for the first night, until we can get them cabin arrangements. You'll be all alone for tonight, though."

The light flicked on in the room to reveal an almost all white area with several bunk beds lining the walls, along with a door leading to a bathroom. "You're stuff has already been brought here; it's in that corner over there...good night, then, see you early in the morning" the door closed before Wally had time to reply. He grumbled angrily to himself as he quickly dressed and turned out the lights.

Suffice to say, he didn't get much sleep.

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AN: So there's the second chapter, hope ya like it...*yawn* I'm REALLY sleepy right now, so this author's note isn't that long. It'll just keep getting better, don't worry about that. Please R & R, and any constructive suggestions are welcome.