*Andor's Pov*

I watch as Jordan attempts to attack Troye. Tom stops him.

"Jordan stop!" Tom yells and takes hold of Jordan's up-raised fist.

"You don't know what they did to him Tom! I don't care how c....." Jordan's voice stops. Tom has tears in his eyes.

"Jordan please. This isn't you. That wasn't him."

Troye looks beyond scared at this moment. "He's right. It wasn't me." Troye says.

Jordan gets angered by this and tries to take another shot at Troye's face.

I don't know whether to let him continue trying to attack Troye or to stop him. Luckily, the doctors rush in before I make up my mind.

They tug Jordan away from Troye, who watched silently as Jordan is pulled away. Troye turns to me and says "I'm sorry." Then he walks out of the room, most likely out of the hospital. Tom seems to have mixed emotions on his face. The main ones I can make out are anger and sadness. I know that face. He wants to go after Troye but is angered at him at the same time. I have felt this with Jordan. I always regretted not going after him.

"Go." I say seriously.

Tom looks at me for a moment, in shock I might add, but runs out the door to catch up to Troye.

*Tom's Pov*

I run to try and catch Troye. I spot him quickly walking down the hallway. "Troye!" I shout but he doesn't seem to hear me. I dodge all the doctors and nurses flying by, getting dirty looks in the process. "Troye!" I shout again. I turn a sharp corner. The wall is about to be in collision with my face but someone yanks me to the side.

"Thanks." I say and am about to continue to find Troye, when my rescuer speaks. "No problem." I look over to see a smiling Troye. A grin breaks out onto my face.

"I was looking for you." I stupidly say. Troye pulls me into a Janitor's closet. I look at Troye to see his crystal blue eyes are filled with emotions I can't describe.

"What's wrong?" I wrap him in a hug.

"I didn't mean to hurt Andor. I deserve whatever Jordan does to me-"

"You made a mistake. Everyone makes mistakes. I have made plenty. It always gets better." I say honestly.

Troye looks like a child who has been yelled out and it kills me. This is my first time ever seeing Troye, but it's love at first sight for me. I stare down at his lips, his kissable lips...

I wonder if he is straight.

Troye laughs.

"What's so funny?" I ask.

"I'm gay. I thought u figured this out." Troye laughs make it hard to understand him but once I do I blush like a madman.

"I didn't mean to say that out loud ."

"It's fine." Troye laughs again.

"So do you want to walk around town? I know a really good frozen yogurt place." I suggest.

Troye smiles and nods.

Walking Time Skip

I take in a deep breath as wonderful scents hit my nostrils. The bright and colorful room brought a peaceful yet playful vibe that wraps you up in a gentle hug.

"Hey Misty." I smile. Misty waves to me and Troye and we wave back. "Getting the usual Thomas?" Misty says happily. I usually hate being called Thomas, but I have been going here since I was little, and that is only what Misty called me so her calling me that has grown on me.

"Of course. I have for the past 20 years." A grin breaks into my face.

Troye orders and we sit in a booth by the window.

"So Troye." I say smiling.

"Yes Tom?"

"What's it like being Justice's sister?" I mentally face palm myself.

Sadness flashes in Troye's eyes but is quickly replaced with humor.

"She's a joy! So much like dad in a famine since." He says confidently.

"A joy is one way to put it....but tell me about yourself. I don't know much about you." I place my chin on my hands like a 13 year old girl on her first 'date' but I can't help it!

"Since when did this turn into a interview?!" Troye jokes and we both laugh.

"You get interviewed often?"

"Before the Inertia job yes. You have no idea how horrible being a prince/princess is. Andor has it worse than I did though." He seems to get sad at the thought of Andor.

"Oh. But seriously I'd like to get to know you better."

"Well I'm Troye, I like to sing and I'm just about the worst guard ever! I'm very tech smart though. Uhh lets see, I've posted videos of me on a website called Youtube since I was seven. But that just about sums me up. Tell me about you." Troye smiles and mimics my flirty tone of voice.

Misty clears her throat, "Excuse me, but Thomas your gay is showing a bit there." Misty says and mouths 'Jordan'

I roll my eyes at her. "She's kidding Troye."

"Oh shit! I mean shoot! I didn't know I'm sorry." Misty looks down which causes Troye to laugh.

"Your fine! I'm just like any average 16 year old!"

"Well umm I'm good with a sword. But that about sums me up." I look out the window at the mostly destroyed town that used to be my home.

I find myself staring at a man who looks much like Troye. Brown hair, tall, but has greenish eyes.

"Terryn." I whisper as he starts making his way towards us.

"Dad!" Troye throws his arms around Terryn.

"Where's Andor? I told you not to leave his side!" Terryn pulls away from Troye and shoots me a glance.

"He has someone with him. Does Justice know you're okay?" Troye asks nervously.

"Troye I sent you to the Inertia to toughen you up! You still can't obey orders I see." Anger boils up inside me. Troye just looks hurt.

"Troye did nothing wrong, Terryn! He needed to get out of that......"

"Don't you realize Al's not dead! Those doctors all want Andor gone! They work for Alister Troye!" Terryn isn't like Helgrind. He may actually care. Troye just shakes his head and runs back towards the hospital.

I set a 10 on the table before chasing after him.

I catch Troye's wrist just before we enter the hospital.

"STOP!" Troye jerks from me and bolts towards Jordan and Andor.

Is he trying to get himself killed!!!! Jordan isn't gonna hesitate this time.

Troye's Pov

I sigh as I see Andor's being examined by doctors.

I open the door slowly and once I'm in the room I realise what they're looking at.

"The possibility of his wings being cut are slim." Mike says sadly.

"They were ripped Mike! Andor and I had conjointing cells. We've grown familiar to the sound of each others screams" Justice snaps.

"Troye do you remember Andor's wing span?" Mark asks.

I notice Andor's pressed to a chalkboard wall, "sadly, I don't but I may be able to draw a accurate description for you."

Andor's Pov

I let my gaze fall to my feet. I feel Troye get closer to me.

"That's close....." Jordan starts but Justice stops him.

"Can you sing?" I whisper and look into Troye's crystal blue eyes.

Troye hesitates but afyer a second begins to sing.

"Standin' in the eye of the storm, my eyes slipped around to the curl of your lips in the center of eclipse in total darkness I, I reach out and touch." My eyes start to water.

"You sang that to me in the Inertia."

"I'm aware. Stay still, what's an angel without wings."

*Tom's Pov*

Andor's blushing quite harshly. Troye looks back at me but quickly looks away.

I can tell Jordan's getting ticked at the whole situation.

Troye steps away and back towards Jordan and I.

Everyone's amazed. Andor lets his head hang, his bangs falling slightly into his eyes.

"My wings brought me a sense of comfort. That's why they were the first thing to go." Andor's crying.

"You're right Andor, that is why I took them off first." Al says wearing a devious grin.

Jordan's at Andor's side imediantly. Troye stands up straighter in Al's presence.

"I didn't see you on the rescue mission Mr. Sparklez" Al hisses,

"I was monitoring the broadcast system. I trusted in Tom and his team." Jordan snaps.

I can see the fire in Jordan's eyes. He may be a Ianitee but when he seeks blood, all hell breaks loose.