Alpha and Omega

Matt is alone in his bedroom/prison cell. He would usually sleep the time away or look at pictures or videos on his iPod. This time he is beside on his bed kneeling. This time Matt is praying… praying that Brian will find him, that they can be reunited and live their happily ever after. Matt was never really one to pray, but he thought this might be the one he could can do to help Brian out in someway.

After a half an hour, the ache in his knees from the concrete floor finally persuade him to stand back up. Matt walks to the crummy bathroom he was given to do business. After washing his hands, he turns around to go back to bed. He took a second take at the door. Unlocked and slightly open. Matt walks slowly to the door and notices that there’s no one around.

‘It’s worth a shot,’ Matt thought to himself before taking the plunge of escape.

---x---

It’s been a week and Brian manages to find Falkner. Chicago, Illinois getting pizza at a local place. Falkner had black shaggy hair with gray eyes that were filled with anger since he’s tied up in a chair.
“This is some good pizza,” Jimmy says with a mouthful.
“I hope you choke on it,” Falkner growls.
Jimmy takes another bite, “I don’t think that’s possible. It practically melts in my mouth.”
Johnny picks up a piece of the hot pie. Chicago deep dish with sausage, pepperoni, and onions.
“Mmm,” Johnny hums, “This is good.”
“Did you just kidnap people to take their pizza?” Falkner hisses.
“It’s a little fair,” says Brian, “You kidnap my man, so I take your pizza.”
“Oh boo hoo,” Falkner mocks, “There’s billions more men in the world.”
“And none of them are like him,” Brian retorts sternly, “Start talking before I start busting your balls… literally.”
“I starting to think you’re worst than Valary,” Falkner mutters.
Smack!
A right hook across the jaw.
“Don’t compare me to her,” Brian says, anger dripping from his words.

“I’m tired all of this drama,” says Brian, “All of this… bullshit. Just tell me where Matt is and I’ll let you go and never bother you again.”
“When someone gives a paycheck that helps my family live a life I always wanted to give them,” Falkner replies, “I wouldn’t just go disloyal on them without putting up a fight.”
“Well I’m willing to put a fight to find Matt,” said Brian.
Falkner smirks, “Then put up your dukes there buddy boy.”
Brian’s eyes narrow down, giving Falkner a death glare.
“Should I pee on this one too?” Jimmy asks.
“No,” Brian answers, “You guys enjoy the pizza. I’ll get him to crack.”
The others went into the other room, pizza box in hand (Johnny’s hands). Once the door closed, Brian’s eyes and blood grow cold. Falkner didn’t flinch.
“You don’t scare me,” said Falkner.
“I’m about to,” Brian replies, “So do yourself a favor and just tell me where Matt is.
Falkner rolls his eyes, “Why don’t you blow me… faggot.”
Whack!
A backhand slap to the face.
“Just fucken tell me where my husband is,” Brian growls.
“You’re gonna have to beg better than that,” Falkner responds, “Just let me go. You’re wasting your time.”
“Why should I let you go?” Brian asks, “Got someplace to be, hmm? Maybe I should go with you?”
Falkner huffs a chuckle, “The second Valary knows you’re even a foot away from your beloved, you’ll be dead before you even a chance to see him. Find someone else to be with, someone who didn’t date someone so crazy.”
“I’d rather die than give up on Matt,” said Brian.
“Then you’re gonna die either way,” Falkner responds.
“Well then just tell me WHERE IS MATT?!” Brian yells, his face red with anger.
Falkner huffs out a deep breath, “Fine… Go to where you kidnapped me. Ten blocks north and two blocks west. The old abandon prison is where he’s being held. He’s on the top floor in the farthest interrogation room.”
A smile crept up onto Brian’s face, “…Thank you…”
Falkner huffs another chuckle, “It’s your funeral.”

---x---

While trying to navigate through the building, and avoiding Val and her minions, Matt finally finds his way out and into the sunshine.

---x---

“We’re almost there,” Johnny declares.
Just then, the car decides to die.
“Nice going Johnny,” Zacky whines from the backseat.
“I’m just the driver,” Johnny hollers, “I didn’t do shit.”

“We’ll just have to walk then,” Brian said as he opens the front passenger door and exits the car.
He starts power walking. The others trying to catch up. Johnny locking the car that’s now parked on the side of the road. They turn the corner and Brian does a double take before realizing who he’s looking at. Tears filled the corners of his eyes.
“Ma-Mattie?”
“Brian?”
Matt had the biggest smile on his face, his dimples flashing.

They ran to each other, but only Brian saw Val running towards the couple. It felt like time ran slow. Brian pulling the knife from the back of his pants and Brian standing before Matt… and against Val.
Val had a blade of her own and Brian just found the love of his life, he wasn’t going to lose him again. Blades pierce into the flesh of their targets. Blood trickles down one corner of Val’s mouth as her heart slowly stops beating from Brian’s knife being stuck in it. She drops down onto the sidewalk. Brian drops to his knees with blood coming out of the corners of his own mouth.
“Brian!” Matt cries and he kneels down to Brian, pulling Val’s knife from Brian’s stomach.
Matt holds Brian in his arms. Sirens fill the air.
“Hold on Brian,” Matt pleads as he’s on the brink of crying, “Keep your eyes open.”
“It doesn’t hurt so much when I close them,” Brian mutters.
Matt holds Brian closer and tighter, “Okay Baby. Rest up. You’ll get better. I’ll get you to a doctor.”
“Mattie?” Brian asks.
“Yeah Sweetie?” Matt asks back.
“My right front pocket,” Brian answers.
Matt digs into the pocket and pulls out his wedding ring.
“I kept it safe for you,” said Brian, eyes still closed, “Just like you wanted me to.”
Tears drop down Matt’s cheeks, “Thanks Brian.”
“I love you Mattie,” Brian says before falling asleep.
“I love you too Brian…” Matt sobs, “…I’ll always love you.”

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