The World Of Possibilities

It was almost a clear night. The slight drizzle of rain as their car traveled up the mountain. No cars were in sight. The only noise was the sound of the engine purring and Jordan's soft snores.

Xeen was driving with one hand. His other was being cuddled by the sleeping Jordan.

He couldn't help but have Deja vu as he looked down at Jordan. They were heading back to the place it all began.

It had been two weeks since he came back home with Jordan. He couldn't sleep that night, nor the next. He was scared that if he fell asleep he would lose him. Once Jordan convinced him to sleep, and to eat, it all fell back into place slowly.

Damion nor liam had contacted him since that day. That kind of upset him, only because he had spent so much time with them that it had become second nature to talk to them. He knew that all of that was over though.

And it wasn't that bad, because he had a world of possibilitys.