For a couple of weeks after that, Lucien and Jason kept their distance from one another. Jason still processing what he had learned and Lucien wanting to simply be left alone. He tried helping with the crop and while it was easy for him to pretty much shut himself off and ignore Jason; the brunette was not capable of the same thing though. For a while he would tell him constantly he was sorry, until it got to the point that now it was which was just an awkward tension between them.

But none-the-less Lucien still worked in the fields, the amount of time in the sun turning his skin a little darker and all the heavy lifting along with a healthy diet has helped him to pack on a little more muscle.

Honestly Lucien didn't think that he'd ever been this healthy before. It felt great.

Speaking of cooking, Martha was probably the kindest woman he'd ever met. For a while it was all pleasantries, but then she rather firmly told him wear not to throw his dirty clothes and he felt like apart of the family. So the pleasantries of being a guest were gone and he really enjoyed it. Andrew had taken the responsibility of teaching him about the different sports on television. No matter how excited the man got about it though, Lucien wasn't very interested in the actual sports. Rather he became fascinated by the way people treated it.

One day Andrew taught Trevor and him how to throw play catch with a baseball. Much to his embarrassment the four year old was a better catcher and pitcher than he was. He knew it as well and he liked to rub it into the older boys face whenever he could.

Speaking of which, a lot more of his toys were popping up in his room recently. Lucien was starting to suspect that the little devil was trying to sneak move into his room. The relationship between them was pretty much the same; the preschooler thought everything he did was cool. He burped once and Trevor tried to copy him, but all he got was hiccups.

His relationship with Jessica had grown, she didn't threaten him or talk to him sarcastically much anymore. She even introduced him to some of her friends when they came over. Though from how they looked at him with distaste and judgment, he understood now where Jessica had gotten that attitude from when they first met from. It worried him, it truly did.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

Lucien quietly walked down the stairs, pulling his slightly longer hair into a low ponytail and brushing his bangs out of his eyes. He needed to cut them so they weren't so irritating. He made his way to the light in the kitchen, repressing the urge to yawn from the early hour. He paused slightly seeing Jason leaning against one of the counters, his lips on the edge of the mug of coffee. Their eyes met for a moment before they both looked away at the same time.

Andrew felt his eye twitch at the situation and set his mug down with a loud clatter of the ceramic and getting their attention. "Okay I have no idea what is wrong with the two of you and I don't care to know. I'm tired of this behavior. Whatever is wrong, you two better fix it or I'm firing you and kicking you out." He ordered firmly, putting his mug in the sink before turning around and leaving the kitchen through the back door.

Jason set down his own mug. "Well…hard to argue with that."

"Yep." Lucien grunted, going over and sitting down at the kitchen table. It was silent between them for a few moments before he sighed and looked at Jason. "So are you fully alright with…you know what."

The brunette slowly nodded. "Yeah, I guess I am…you still mad?"

"Nah, haven't been for two weeks." He said with a wave of his hand. "We good then?"

"I think we are." Jason nodded while lifting his coffee up to his lips and taking a long drink.

"Great." Lucien stood up and went to the coffee maker when he saw that it was finished brewing. As he poured himself a cup, it was silent again and still painfully awkward between them. "Why the hell doesn't it feel like we are?" he sighed turning around to look at him with a frown.

The brunette let a breath out through his nose. "I think I know."

"Well can you explain it to me?" he asked curiously with a raised eyebrow. "I know I'm still not holding a grudge."

"I know." He said, setting down his coffee again and walking over to him.

Lucien's brows furrowed in confusion, watching Jason somewhat warily as he approached. "Do you think I'm a freak?"

"Oh yeah." He chuckled, grinning at the mock glare the other sent him. "But the good kind of freak."

"There's a good kind?" he huffed with a small smirk looking down into his coffee.

Jason nodded with a hum, stopping in front of him and gently taking a hold of his chin to lift up his face. "Can I try something?" he asked softly.

Lucien blinked feeling heat rise to his face. "You sure?" he questioned, knowing what it was that he wanted to try.

"Yeah, I want to and this way you'll find out if you like men or women. So…can I?"

He knew his cheeks must have been glowing. He'd never kissed anyone before. Well not that he could remember, though he could remember multiple drunks trying to kiss him and that hadn't been too pleasant. Obviously this was completely different, but it none-the-less made his stomach do flips. "A-alright." He muttered, soon after the word left his lips they were covered by Jason's rough and slightly chapped ones.

Jason gently cupped the sides of Lucien's head in his hands, keeping the kiss simple and chastise incase he didn't like it. After a few long moments he pulled away from his lips and opened his eyes in time to see black depths open as well. "So," he started, brushing his bangs from his forehead. "What'd you think?"

Lucien blushed brightly and looked down. "I-I liked it…Does that mean I'm gay?"

Jason laughed and patted his shoulder. "Maybe."

He frowned, furrowing his eyebrows as he lifted his head again. "Why maybe?"

"Eh, if you really want to know for sure we could try going out tonight." The brunette offered, his face not portraying how nervous he felt. He hadn't asked someone out in a long time. Not since he was kicked out and slowly made his way to here. Then he had to keep his sexuality a well-guarded secret from the people of this town. After being here a few years he was apart of the community, but it still was something very few knew about him.

The ivory haired male blinked, his blush increasing. "A date?" he almost squeaked, glaring at Jason when the man began to laugh. "Hmph." He moved his finger and the kitchen rug under Jason's feet was yanked out from under him. Lucien used his powers to make sure he didn't fall hard enough to hurt him, but he still fell on the ground.

"Now that ain't fair." Jason groaned, rolling onto his back. "I forgot you could do that."

"I can also do this." He said jerking his head to the side and Jason popped up back onto his feet with a small stumble. "See it balances itself." He chuckled.

"So is that a yes?" He asked while fixing his jacket after the fall.

"It's a yes." Lucien had to admit he was curious as to what Jason would do. He imagined they couldn't do like he saw couples date on the television being that the town didn't take very well to people who were attracted to the same sex. Besides that one trip to the bar all those weeks ago, Lucien hadn't been back into the town and he really didn't have much interest in going back. In such a tightly knit and from what he could tell highly religious community, someone like him walking down the street would turn heads and raise suspicion. It was a hassle he'd rather not deal with.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.

The door to his room flew open and he jumped almost ten feet in the air, Sunny who had been napping on his lap quickly slipped back into his shadow. "You scared the crap out of me." He said to Jessica, grabbing his wildly beating heart through his shirt.

She grinned at him and plopped herself down on his bed. "So…You and Jason?" she asked.

"Oh your mother told you about that?" he asked blankly, turning his attention back to the book he was reading. Which was actually the Christian bible, he had read just about everything else he could get his hands on in the house. The mythology and the legends in it were actually very interesting and he was tempted to tag along with the family to church to see in person how people worshiped this God.

"I didn't know you were gay." She said sitting up, still grinning at him.

"Evidently I am." He muttered, lowering the book to look over the top at her. "Why does it matter? Didn't you know Jason was as well?"

"Not until mom said you guys went on a date last night!"

I knew I shouldn't have asked her about how to act on a date. He thought, eyebrow twitching slightly. "I ask again. Why does it matter?"

"Because now I have two gay friends!" she squealed, clapping her hands.

Lucien sighed and shut the book with one hand, pressing it against his forehead. "I think I know where this is going. Jessica, Jason and I aren't suddenly going to become like the men you see on that little television show; whatever it's called."

"Awe," she muttered, frowning. "Really?"

"Yes."

"Well that sucks." She grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest and pouting. She shook it off and asked, "So how was the date? What'd you guys do?"

"It went well." He answered with a small smile as he set the book down by his side. "We just went to an empty field and did something called tail gating in his truck and we talked."

"About?" she questioned, egging him on to tell her more.

"Mostly him but that's because I don't know anything."

"Did you guys…you know." She asked with a big grin and a small blush on her cheeks.

He blinked at her. "No I don't know."

Jessica sighed and pressed her head against the sheets. "Did you hook up?"

It took him a moment to remember what that term meant before he said, "No we did not have sex. I don't understand why this is such a fascinating topic for you."

"Uh hello we live out in the middle of nowhere." She said lifting her head again and resting her chin on her fists. "Other than on TV I've never seen gay people before."

"I don't know how to respond to that." He uttered, shaking his head and picking up the book again. Jessica was about to leave but he stopped her before she could leave. "Jessica, you can't tell anyone that Jason and I are gay. Especially your friends." He told her seriously.

"What? Why?"

He waved her over and she sat down on the bed next to him. "You know how your town is like. How do you think they'd react to two homosexuals?" he asked, holding up the bible before tossing it onto the dresser.

"Not good." She said softly. "But it wouldn't be that bad would it?"

He rubbed his chin in thought. "Maybe not for Jason. He's very well integrated into the community, but then again people might see that as a betrayal from him and who knows what could happen in that case. Best case he'd be shunned and maybe threatened non violently to leave town."

"That's best case?" she asked him with wide eyes, her mouth dropping open slightly. "What's worst case?"

"That'd be me." He said seriously. "I am a stranger in this community. I have only ever been seen once in public, I look strange and I act a little anti-social. That plus me turning out to be homosexual and with how high tensions are from what Martha told me; well the town will need something to focus their anger on. Worst case is I get the living hell beaten out of me."

She gasped loudly, pressing her hands to her mouth. "Bu-but that's not right! You're a nice person!"

He reached up and rubbed her head gently. "I know, but that's how life is sometimes unfortunately. Thankfully it isn't something you'll ever have to deal with." He said with a soft smile before frowning seeing tears gathering in her eyes. "Oh shit, I'm sorry I didn't meant to make you cry."

She shook her head and wrapped her arms around him, pressing her face against his chest. "I don't want you to get beaten up." She said muffled into his chest.

He stared down at the top of her head sadly before returning her hug, gently petting her long dark brown hair. "Don't worry I won't." he assured her, rubbing soothing circles on her back. "Nothing is going to happen to me, alright? I didn't mean to scare you." He whispered, kissing the top of her head. "Saa mite goran kanashii ohanashi. Saa hankachi no youi wasurezu ni. Aru tokoro ni majo ga itasou na. Aru ouji to koi wo shitasou na. Toki wo tomeru mahou wasureru kurai no shiawase na toki wa sugiteyuku. Juujika ni dakare sora aogu. Penitenziagite. Penitenziagite." He sang softly, raising an eyebrow when she laughed slightly. "What?"

"You're always singing that song." She sniffed, pulling away from him and sitting up on her knees while rubbing her eyes. "And you don't even know what it means."

He chuckled and shrugged. "That may be so, but singing it always calms me down."

"You should go on American Idol or something." She laughed, making him roll his eyes. "Can you teach me it?" she asked after a small pause.

He looked at her surprised before his expression softened again. "I'd love too."

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

"Inori no koe nado kakikesare. Opus transit in otium." Jessica sang under her breath, tapping the eraser of her pencil against her bottom lip.

"Hey." The whisper made her look away from her notebook and to the girl next to her. Jessica knew her dimly, she was kind of a weird person, and always wearing goggles on her head over a red bandana and had weird cartoon characters on her bag and binder.

"Uh, yeah?" Jessica asked, wondering why she was talking to her.

"I'm Rachel." She said holding out her hand.

Jessica hesitantly shook it. "Jessica."

"I didn't know you knew Japanese." Rachel continued with a grin. "You kinda have an accent, but you sing it really well."

"Wait you know the song?" Jessica asked, suddenly very interest in the odd slightly portly girl, turning in her seat to face her better.

"Well I don't know the song itself, but I know Japanese when I hear it." She explained with a snicker. They both looked to the bell when it rang and started to gather their belongings.

"Do you think you can translate the song?" Jessica questioned, walking with Rachel out of the classroom. "A friend of mine sings it a lot, but he doesn't know what it means."

"Hai!" Rachel shouted with a nod of her head.

"Uh, hello again." Jessica said awkwardly, blinking when Rachel giggled. "What?"

"Hai means yes in Japanese."

"Oh…Very cool." She nodded with a grin. "Hey want to come over to my house after school? You can meet my friend and then we can get to work on translating the song. We can make it a surprise for him."

Rachel looked at her in disbelief. "Y-you want me to come over to your house?"

"Sure, why not?"

"U-uh wow, of course!" said chirped with a grin, adjusting the goggles on her head slightly.

"Why do you wear those anyway?" Jessica inquired. There were plenty of rumors floating around school, but she wanted to know straight from her.

"These?" she asked, pointing to them. "Because I'm a nerd like that." She explained with a laugh. "I do it to be a little different. Everyone in this school pretty much dresses the same."

"Well yeah but that's fashion." Jessica told her before looking at her watch. "I have to go to gym. Find you at lunch?"

"Sure! I'm hard to miss!" the other girl beamed. "Ja ne!"

"More Japanese?"

"Yeah, it means see you later."

"Then ja ne to you as well." Jessica repeated with a grin, waving bye to her slightly before they went their separate ways. "Hey Liz." She greeted her friend, seeing the blonde standing where she usually did to walk with her to gym.

"Why were you talking to goggle girl?" Liz asked making a face of distaste. "She's so weird."

Jessica blinked. "So? She's nice, she's going to help me translate this song Lucien taught me."

"Ugh the freak with the tattoos?" she said, wrinkling her nose and making Jessica scowl slightly. "You need to be careful Jess or their weird will start rubbing off on you."

"You make it sound like the plague." She muttered with a frown. "Weird isn't contagious and it isn't a bad thing. So they're a little different, what's wrong with that?"

"So many things!" Liz almost yelled as they entered the girls locker room.

Jessica repressed the urge to glare at her. "Well think whatever you want. I'm going to sit with Rachel at lunch so we can talk more about translating the song."

"You're going to sit with her?" the other asked with complete disbelief. "Ugh, it's like I don't know you anymore."

Her eyebrow twitched. "Guess that's, ugh, just your, ugh, problem then, ugh." She said while taunting the girls over use of the sound 'ugh'.

Liz glared at her, Jessica glaring back before they both turned away abruptly and walked to their lockers.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

"Wow so your dad farms corn?" Rachel asked following Jessica up the stairs.

"Yeah, they aren't out in the fields today so Lucien is probably reading the bible in his room." Jessica told her.

Rachel furrowed her eyebrows. "He reads the bible? Is he like crazy religious?"

Jessica laughed. "No, he's the opposite really. He's just reading it for shits and giggles." She explained, walking toward Lucien's shut door. "Lucien you in there?" she asked through the door while knocking on it. She blinked hearing a curse and then a thud.

The two girls looked at each other curiously before the door opened to reveal a very ruffled and panting Lucien. "Y-yes Jessica?" he asked rather shakily, trying to smooth his messed up hair.

Jessica snorted before giggling. "Did I interrupt something?"

"Yes!" Jason's frustrated voice yelled loudly from inside the room.

Rachel's eyes went wide, quickly putting two and two together. "Oh wow that is so yaoi." She said with a blissful sigh.

Lucien blinked at the goggle wearing red head. "I'm confused."

"Lucien this is Rachel." Jessica said motioning to the waving and grinning girl. "Rachel this is Lucien. Don't worry Lucien, she's a yaoi fan girl so she loves gay people." Jessica had been a little surprised when the girl revealed that to her at lunch, she didn't understand how anyone would like to see that but if it meant she didn't hate gay people then Jessica didn't care.

"Right on sweet manly love!" Rachel whooped, pumping her fist in the air.

Jason came up from behind Lucien and wrapped an arm around his waist. "I like this girl. Now if you'll excuse us." Jason said pulling Lucien back into the room, though with some difficulty since he was clinging onto the doorframe.

"W-wait a second!" Lucien squawked, blushing brightly.

"No way." Jason grunted and finally pulled him off the doorframe. "Ladies." He winked with a grin before shutting the door.

"Ach! Jason get off of me! I don't want to now!"

Rachel and Jessica looked at each other again before erupting into a fit of giggles. "Come on let's get to work on that song." Jessica whispered to her then turned to the door. "Keep it down you two!" she said through it before she and her new friend went into her room, still giggling slightly.

Jason looked toward the shut bedroom door, grinning hearing another door shut before turning his attention back to the flustered male underneath him who was glaring up at him. "Now where were we?"

Lucien huffed. "We're going to get in trouble."

"We're only kissing." The brunette chuckled, smoothing white hair out of Lucien's face.

"Yeah but Andrew isn't exactly comfortable with us right now." He said, turning his head to the side when Jason leaned down to kiss him. "I don't think he'll be happy if we hugged in his house, much less made out in his guest room."

Jason sniffed, pressing his face against Lucien's slim neck. "Alright, alright. Let's go make out in my truck." He grinned, hauling the smaller male easily over his shoulder.

"Ow! No! Put me down damnit!" Lucien shouted, pushing against Jason's back as the man walked out of the guest room. "Why are you so persistent!"

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

The truck came to a stop in the same field that they had their first date in, the late afternoon sun hidden by a thin veil of gray clouds. "Smells like rain." Lucien said after taking a deep breath of the air.

"What?" Jason asked, bending down to look up at the sky through the windshield. "Weather didn't call for rain."

"I don't trust the weather stations." Lucien said with a wave of his hand.

"You're just trying to weasel your way out of this." He chuckled, opening the driver side door and walking around the front to the passenger's door.

Lucien opened it and wrapped his arms around Jason's neck and shoulders when he hugged him around the waist. "I still don't understand why you're so determined for a little kissing." He murmured before Jason pressed their lips together.

Jason pulled away slightly to answer him, "Because it's been forever since I've been able to actually hold someone, to kiss someone and maybe a little," he waggled his eyebrows and Lucien huffed a chuckle. "Point is, I've been lonely and I'm sick of being single so I'm going to kiss you as much as I want. Got it?"

"Really doesn't sound like I have a choice." Lucien laughed before the sound was cut off by Jason's lips smothering his. He gripped spiky brunette locks tightly when he allowed a tongue to glide into his mouth and rub against his.

Without their notice the veil of clouds had quickly become mountains of dark gray almost black clouds, completely blocking the sunlight and bathing the field in an eerie glow.

They had to break the kiss when it suddenly began pouring on them. "I told you!" Lucien said with a laugh, pulling Jason into the cab of the truck who shut the door behind him. "I told you so, I told you so." He said in a singsong voice with a wide smug grin on his face.

Jason playfully glared at him before tackling him back on the bench of the truck and after smoothing damp bangs back kissed him again. He moved his mouth down to his neck, lightly nipping and licking the wet skin.

Lucien 'hmm'ed, wrapping his arms around his neck and shoulders to pull him closer. A shudder raced up his back feeling a hand slide up the back of his shirt and over his scars. "Wait." He muttered, reaching down and pulling Jason's hand off. "Don't touch those."

Green eyes looked down at him worriedly. "Do they hurt?"

He shook his head. "No, but they're sensitive."

"Alright." He sighed a little disappointed. He had wondered what the scars felt like since he first saw them. From what little he got to touch, they were very smooth and a little warm which he found extremely odd. But what wasn't odd about Lucien?

Lucien blushed slightly and moved his hand under the front of his shirt. "My chest isn't." he chuckled, reaching up to grab the back of Jason's head and pulled the grinning man back down for another more heated kiss.

Steadily a pile of clothes began to grow on the floor of the truck.

-.-.-.-

"Hey, isn't that Jason's truck?"

"Sure looks like it. What's it doing there?"

"Better go see if everything is alright."

The dark green jeep pulled off of the road and made it's way through the empty field to the white truck.

-.-.-.-

The sound of the heavy rain on the metal roof of the truck drowned out the sound of the approaching car. Jason sat up and leaned his back against the car door, pulling Lucien onto his lap. "Mm, think we're going a little fast?" Lucien hummed against his lips, running his hand through dark brown tresses.

Jason chuckled. "You bring that up now?"

The door opened from behind Jason and both cried out loudly when they toppled out of the truck and onto the hard ground in the freezing rain.

"Jason!"

The shout made the two of them freeze, Lucien glaring up at the three men staring at them in shock that was slowly evolving to horror while Jason looked like a deer caught in head lights.

Hastily Jason got up, forcing Lucien to stand up as well, pulling down the hem of his shirt to cover his naked lower half while Jason quickly fixed his pants and reached into the truck for their clothes; stuttering wildly for an explanation.

Lucien just glared at the men, turning to Jason to say something to him but found himself on the ground again with his cheek stinging. "Did you just fucking hit me!" he yelled up at the man who still had his fist in the air after a short moment of shock.

"Lucien no!" Jason yelled, grabbing onto the smaller male when he sprung up to his feet. "It isn't worth it! Calm down!" he said, pulling him toward the truck.

He blew at the strand of white hair sticking to his face and growled at the man. "Next time, don't be such a coward." He snarled before giving into Jason's pleas and getting into the truck with him.

The tires squealed for a moment before getting traction in the muddy ground and speeding off, Lucien looking out the back window and making the mud that flew up from the ground hit the men in the face and chest. His smirk of triumph was short lived though and he pressed his forehead against the cool glass for a moment before reaching down to redress himself, the cab of the truck falling into a grievous silence.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-

Lucien waved his hand and the front door silently opened for the drenched pair. Jason wordlessly took off his shoes, Lucien doing the same before the two of them entered the household.

"There you two are. You both look like drowned cats." Martha said poking her head from the kitchen. She frowned seeing the sorrowful expressions on their faces. "What happened?"

Jason sighed heavily put his hands on Lucien's shoulders. "We were…found out." He muttered, guiding the smaller male into the kitchen. "The men that found us got so angry,"

"One of them punched me." Lucien said bitterly, reaching a hand up to his burning red cheek. "I wasn't even paying attention, he just clocked me." He growled, clenching his free hand into a fist, glaring down at the ground. "The coward wasn't man enough to do it when I was facing him."

Martha's eyes went wide and she pressed her hand against her mouth. "Oh no."

Jason put his hand over his fist and pressed a kiss to his temple. "We got out of there before anything else could happen." He murmured. "I…Don't think I should go home tonight. Can I stay here?"

The kind-hearted woman nodded slowly. "Of course, I'll get Andrew. Jason give Lucien some ice for his cheek."

Lucien sat down at the kitchen table, glaring down at the wood with a scowl on his face. It starts again. He thought, his face twitching in anger. The hatred and the persecution. This time I can't freely use my powers though. Fuck. He mentally growled, biting down on his fingernail.

He jumped in his seat when something touched the side of his head and he calmed down seeing it was just Jason offering him some ice wrapped in a rag. "Oh, thanks." He said softly, taking the towel and pressing it against his cheek. "This is a wonderful mess isn't it?" he asked with a bitter chuckle as Jason sat down next to him.

Jason reached out and gently touched his uninjured cheek. "Maybe it won't be so bad."

He looked at him from under his wet bangs with a small glare; though it wasn't from anger toward him. "Jason. I was punched in the face when I wasn't even looking. Hopefully you won't have to worry about this but it's a different story for me." He spat looking away from him. "I don't want anymore damn scars. Especially from a bunch of empty headed idiots that think a gay man is something to be purged from the world."

"I understand you're angry, but these are still decent people."

"Ha!" Lucien laughed with a snort.

Jason scowled at him. "Your attitude is really starting to annoy me."

Before Lucien could snap back at him he heard a set of feet thunder down the stairs and looked toward the hallway, seeing Rachel and Jessica enter the kitchen with grins on their faces and a piece of paper in Rachel's hand.

"Whoa what happened?" Jessica asked with a frown seeing Lucien pressing the towel filled with ice against his cheek.

Remembering back to their conversation a few days ago he put on a fake smirk. "Jason got back at me for punching him in the nose, but it was an accident. I'll live."

The brunette shot him a confused look wondering why he lied, though it was probably for the best. "What do you two have there?" he asked pointing to the paper.

"Oh right." Jessica giggle taking the paper from her new found friend. "Ladies and gentlemen! The mystery of Lucien's song is over!" she declared loudly, Rachel making over dramatic gestures behind her. "Turned out the song was Japanese. Rachel,"

"Yo!" she shouted with a salute.

"Helped me translate it." Jessica explained, handing the paper to Lucien. "It's actually a pretty morbid song."

Lucien took the paper into his hand and began to read the lyrics now in English. Slowly a sad grin began to spread across his face, soon followed by a low bitter chuckle. "Of course." He muttered shutting his eyes and gripping the paper tightly. "That's exactly how this situation will end."

Rachel fidgeted nervously while Jessica shot a confused look to Jason.

He sighed slowly, running a hand over his face. "Lucien…isn't feeling well right now."

"This is the part in the anime where someone snaps." Rachel muttered to Jessica, who nodded after looking Lucien over.

Lucien stood up with a loud scrap of his chair on the hard wood floor. "I'm sorry." He sighed, smoothing the paper before folding it up and sticking it in his pocket. "Thank you girls for finding out what the song meant. I'm…I'm going to go clear my head a little bit." He said, setting the towel of ice down on the table.

He walked toward the front door when Martha with Andrew in tow made it into the kitchen. "Where are you going?" Andrew asked putting a hand on his shoulder.

Lucien stopped, lifting his head and letting out a slow breath. "Outside. I need to clear my head." He ducked out from under the hand and continued walking to the door.

"Wait don't you want an-" Martha's statement was cut off by the harsh slam of the front door. "-Umbrella?"

Jason and Andrew followed after him, Andrew reaching the door first an opening it about to call out Lucien's name but it died in his throat seeing the young man was gone.

Jason came out behind him as Andrew walked out onto the porch to look around better. His gaze caught sight of a few footsteps in the mud and then a large circular indent that was quickly becoming eschewed by the rain. "Where'd he go off to?" Andrew asked with a frown.

He shut his eyes and let out a heavy sigh. "I don't know. But he'll probably be back soon."

"You think that hit kinda resurfaced bad memories?" Andrew muttered, rubbing his jaw in thought.

"Certainly looks that way." Jason answered looking up to the sky. "It certainly looks that way."