Assassin [dylmas]

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He saw a picture of very young Dylan, porbably nine, it must have been taken in the orphange in LA, and Thomas caressd the picture wiht his Dylan lovingly. His boyfriend was a little chubby, he had some freackles on his cute tiny nose and a baseball cap on his dark hair. He had a mischevious smile of a energetic kid and Thomas felt his heart is speeding up.

He read the information on the first side, the parents names the history of theri death, the dates of Dylan becoming a child in the orphange. The date of his addoption and the day of his fake deth. Thomas turned the page and his head started to ache when he saw the list of murders commited by Arrow. He quickly turned the pages thet had horrible details about bullets acoss the head or right in the heart, with attached pictures that made him sick.

Soon he found the last page and shivered seeing a victims report. But she seemed to be alive if she had told her story t the police.

Thomas felt bad when he leaned above the paper and started to red. The girl was 22 back then her name was Sally.

My father was a bussinesman and they tried to scare him, that's why they went after me.

Thomas read the beginning of the report.

Detective Harrenburg was protecting me, he siad that the job was taken by Arrow, a very dangerous young assassin. They had no photo of him but they told me it must be a young man nealy eghteen years old. on

June 12 I was hiding in a house in a woods with two officers gurding me. It was after nightfall and we heard cars in front of the house. The offcers told me to stay next to walls and keep low. They asked for hepl and stepped to the door. One was shot trough a window the second one grabbed me and run into the forest with me. I was os scared. I cried. We were runnig and heard gunshots behind. The man turned around to shoot the killer but he was shoot first. I screamed. I knew it's my end. I run through the forest with no more hope. Branches scrated me and I nearly fell over but I was runnig for my life. And than he rose in front of me. I nearly crushed into him. I looked up and saw a young handsome face. Black hair, and brown eyes. He stood there looking at me and I was so scared. I whispered his name and his face tensed. He held a gun and than two men appeared behind us. And he did the most unexpected thing, rising his gun and shooting them. Than he grabbed my hand and lead me through the forest. He found a way out on a empty road and I saw a black car waiting there.

"Inside," he said and I jumed in. He hid the gun in his jeans and rushed to the car. He drove fast an I was silent. I was so scared but also so filled with hope. I somehow knew he won't hurt me. He drove to the city right in front of my father's company building.

„Jump out," he said and I couldnt' belive it.

I wanted to thank him to ask him why he did it but I was too scared. I left the car and he dove into the night. Soon the building gurds spotted me and everyone came. My father, my mum the police, detective Harrenburg. He easked me one milling questions I couldn't answer. I knew this one thing I kept telling them all the time. Back in the woods I saw and angel who rescued me. And Arrow will always be the reason I'm alive. And I will never be able to thank him.

The paper fell from Thoma's hand. He felt huge tears rolling down his face. Dylan rescued Sally. He rescued someone he was supposed o kill. Thomas washed his tears off and closed the papers. He got up but then he opened the file one more time and uncliped the photo of little Dylan. He walked out of the room and kncked on detectives Harrburg's office door.

"Come in," her heard the man and walked inside.

„Detective, sir, do you need this," Thomas showed him the photo. „Or can I have it, maybe every time I'll look at it I'll feel courage," said Thomas glancing at the old man.

The detective studied his face for a second.

"Ok, you can have it, Arrow's dead anyway," the man smiled in a warm way and Thomas had the urge to hug him but he held it back.

„Thank you sir," he nodded and left the office.

He rushed to his oldtimer car holding the picture tight like a precious treasure.

It was way after middnight and Dylan decided to come home from his endless wals around empty and dark streets. The premiere was tomorrw and he knew he had to fail the plan. He opened the door and saw Zero who sat on the tarrace and watched the night sky. He ignored her and walked through the house, spotting that Mrs. Smith's coat was gone, it meant he was alone with Thomas in the villa. He walked upstairs quietly. He decied to sneak into his room to avoid Thomas but then he opened the door he spotted the blonde on his bed.

"Dylan," Thomas smiled like the sunhine and Dylan's heart felt warm.

„Hi cutie," Dylan waled to the bed and sat next to the boy.

„How are you," asked Thomas sliding closer to him.

„Terrible,"

„I'm scared too," Thomas moved even closer and placed his warm hands on Dylan's belly.

„I can't do it love," Dylan took his skinny fingers and brought to his lips. „I love you so much," he whispered.

„Dylan, I want to give you something. I hope you won't get mad," Thomas seemd anxious and Dylan looked at him with interest.

„I saw you naked already," whispered Dylan and smiled. „I even kissed every inch of your body cutie."

„Oh come on," Thomas blushed. „It's not sexual," he said getteing serious.

„Oh," Dylan felt a clod shiver runnig through him.

„I went to talk with detective Harreburg today, and he allowed me to keep this, but no worries he thinks you're dead," Thomas took a small thing out of the backpocket of his jeans. He put it into Dylan's hand and Dylan felt his throath tightened.

„I thoght you would like to have it," Thomas put his little hand on Dylans tight.

The older boy sniffed. He tried to hold his tears back. He looked at his younger self, the innocent a little chubby boy with sun touched freacles. It seemed to him ages ago, his troubled childhood.

„Dylan, I'm sorry," whispered Thomas.

„No it's ok, you just brought back so many memories," Dylan took a breath

He looked in this beautiful dark eyes Thomas had and felt he must do something. Thomas gave everything and more to him so he could put the danger away from his love.

Dylan grabbed the boy and hugged him tightly buring his face in the other's shoulder.

„Love," whispered Thomas.

„Thomas I'll do it. I'll do what you and Zero asked me to do. I want you to be safe," Dylan lowered his voice.

Thomas sniffed and Dylan knew his boyfried was happy and sad. It was a dangerous plan that could easly go wrong.

„I love you," Dylan pulled the boy evern closer.

„I love you too," Thomas caressed his back and neck.

They hugged for a lond time knowing that the other was the only rock they had.