13th and Arch. Maplewood, New Jersey. The address of Terry's campaign office. Former campaign office now. The lease is up at the end of the month. Pretty much everything has been cleared out now, with the exception of a few things. The only thing left is Terry's desk, chair and a few campaign posters and buttons.

Campaign spokesperson Jai Lee is sitting at the desk. Terry had big dreams. He was always an idealistic person. He hoped for a better future.

That future was supposed to be with David. But Terry's life was taken from him before they could make that commitment official.

Sure, not in the eyes of those whose religious beliefs wouldn't let them. Not those who had nothing but hatred for their kind. Who didn't agree with their lifestyle.

Some couldn't understand...wouldn't understand...that it's not a lifestyle.

It is just life.

It was Terry's life. David's. Those that took part in the campaign. Those that read the newspapers. Watched the television. Went online looking for the most recent poll update.

Looking for hope. For happiness. Everything that's afforded to any other individual.

Kyle Rayner. Terry's friend. Those around him were waiting for him to explode. To implode. To...anything.

He remained calm. He was reserved. Some may have described him even being a little cold, not reacting the way they thought someone would, not reacting the way they thought he would. The old Kyle would have blown up, probably would've blown up the city looking for Terry's killer. But that Kyle is no longer.

The police have been at a standstill. Still thinking David was involved but they just didn't have the evidence to put the case to bed.

Kyle knew that David wasn't the one. He knew that he wasn't the killer. David loved Terry.

So did his killer.

That's why Kyle is at 13th and Arch.

Kyle already scanned Terry's office. He knows that the murder weapon, the knife that was put into Terry's body multiple times, was in the bottom drawer of the desk.

Jai was looking at the poster of Terry on the wall, fiddling with a campaign button, crying.

"He deserved better, Jai," said Rayner.

Jai wasn't fiddling with the button anymore. He wasn't able to. Appearing out of nowhere was a pair of green handcuffs, ceasing any activity within his hands.

"I fell in love with him the first time I met him," said Lee. "I always knew he was the one for me."

Kyle remembered the first time he saw Jai. It was at Terry's 17th birthday party. Both Alan and Jade were there. Kyle remembered seeing the joy on Terry's face. Terry was so happy. Ecstatic is more appropriate of a description. No longer feeling ashamed of what he is, who he is. Having people like him around. Having another boy like him.

Jai was that boy.

Kyle recalled what Jade said to him while he watched the two of them dance...that "Terry's not calling it anything but hanging out with a boy he likes. And likes him back--I hope."

Terry wasn't aware of the feelings Jai had for him. He was as shy as any kid that age. Not knowing how to express himself. He so badly wanted to tell Terry. But just couldn't come up with the words. Everybody has probably been there once or twice...maybe even more in their lives. When those butterflies start to dance around in your stomach and creep up towards your throat, while you try to utter sometimes the even simplest of words to no avail. Unable to express the feelings one has for another. All Jai could muster was a smile whenever Terry was around.

After that party Jai went home. Went to his room and just cried. He couldn't understand why he couldn't say more. He thought to himself that Terry probably thought he was a loser. Oh why couldn't Terry have kissed him tonight, he thought to himself. He wanted it to happen. He thought that's what Terry wanted as well. He got angry at himself. He thought of how foolish he must have looked in front of Terry. He cried himself to sleep.

Jai saw Terry the next day. The next day after that. And so on. They were hanging out. But that was pretty much it. They've kept in contact and remained friends. But of course, Jai wanted more. He just never told Terry.

It burned him to see what had happened to Terry, being attacked while David ran the other way. He told himself he would've been at Terry's side. He visited Terry at the hospital.

He had nothing other than contempt for David. Every time he walked into the room, seeing David at Terry's bedside. He didn't have that right, he told himself. David shouldn't be the one getting comfort from Terry's mother every time he broke down and cried. He should've been there for Terry. He never understood how Terry could have forgiven David so easily. Why Terry didn't feel the anger he did towards David. David abandoned him and yet he was quick to pat his head and stroke his hair anytime David lowered his head onto Terry's chest.

He so wanted Terry to do that to him.

Time had passed. Terry traveled the country talking about tolerance for all people. Even more time had passed. There was an opening in the Senate. Jai urged Terry to give it a shot, even offering his time as a spokesperson for the campaign. Jai thought this was his chance. He never stopped thinking about Terry.

He felt those butterflies return when Terry and David had their argument. Jai would be there for his friend. He could finally tell Terry how much he loved him. How he would always be at his side.

"I went over to his place to discuss the campaign," explained Lee. "Terry was so happy. For a moment, I thought that happiness was because of me. But it was David. David. Always David."

Jai was seething with anger as he recalled the day's events.

"Terry told me how they had made up. What did he see in that guy? I was in the kitchen getting a glass of water...when...Terry said that they were going to be together...that they were going to have a ceremony and everything."

Jai's anger was replaced with a cold, blank stare.

"I don't know how the knife even got in my hand. It was just there. Terry's back was facing towards me. That's what he was doing you know. Turning his back on me. We could've had something. He was turning his back on what we could of had together."

"David didn't deserve him. He should have turned his back on David. Not me."