A/n: Big time skip!

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Love lots -AV

The last few months, though long, were not extremely difficult. Each boy had managed to stay out of trouble, keeping their noses clean in the hopes that this day would come quickly. Granted they had two others on the outside patiently awaiting their release. Mitch and Kevin had made last few months of incarceration bearable with their visits and letters. The support from their boyfriends was more than either boy could have ever dreamed for.

The two sat in their cell after breakfast chatting about what they would do as soon as they were out and how excited they were. They weren't allowed to go outside or to recreation today because they had meeting booked up. The first was supposed to be their parole meeting, they were just waiting until someone would come and escort them to the room.

They didn't expect Rashad to be the one to come and take them but it was a pleasant surprise nonetheless. He always had a tendency to be just a bit nicer than the normal guards and the boys were thankful.

"I'm taking you because I wanted to discuss a little issue with you first."

All color drained from Scott's face making the boy paler than normal, "what kind of issue? Please tell me we're still getting out tomorrow."

"Of course you are. It's just about your PO. You've been assigned to the same one. So he asked could he do your meeting together. He just needs your approval."

The two boys shared a look before nodding their agreement.

"Scott and I have shared basically everything else in the past few months so it's no problem."

"Excellent well. You know what to do. Turn around. Let me get you cuffed and we'll go."

Ten minutes later the boys were sitting in a visitation room across from a very tall, well muscled man. He stuck out his hand for each boy to shake.

"Hey guys, my name's Derek. I'm here talk to you about expectations and conditions of your release. So... let's see Scott, you've been through this before so it should all be just a refresher for you. But Avriel.."

"Just Avi please..."

"Avi and Scott... those names sound familiar. Wait a minute..." The man flipped through the files in front of him. "Well I'll be damned."

The two boys shared a confused look when Derek just chuckled.

"I'm also Kevin's PO. They have given me the lot of you apparently."

"Really?" Avi asked.

"Yup. He speaks of you at every session we have. I feel like I know you already."

Avi flushed a deep red before grinning.

"Anyway, back to the task at hand. Avi you've got two and a half years probation, Scott you've got three. You know for the first year you're required to wear an ankle monitor. Depending on your track record then, we'll see about removing it. You know you can't cross state lines while you're on parole."

Both boys nodded their acknowledgment.

"Avi, you and I will meet everyday for the first month. Scott everyday for three months."

"But why? That's different than last time."

"Third drug conviction. You'll both be tested every time you come in so be prepared. I don't get your pee, you don't get to leave. Understood?"

"Yes sir," they said in unison.

"Okay, you're both 17 so curfew is 10 o'clock. You must be in your residence by that time otherwise I send the cavalry. You can stay over at people's houses but you have to let me know and curfew still applies, in that house by 10 or it's back to juvie. I don't play.... Good, now school. Your guardians have enrolled you both at Arlington Alternative..."

"Wait what? What about Martin?"

"Has no one spoken to you Scott?"

The blonde shook his head.

"Well the principal there will not allow you to attend Martin any more. My understanding is your foster parents pitched a fit but it didn't help. You've got three convictions and she's within her right to refuse you. I'm sorry."

Scott looked at Avi dejectedly.

"Hey, you'll be with Kevy and I at least."

"But Mitchy...:"

"He'll understand."

"Mitch, that's the small boy that brings Kevin in sometimes?" Scott nodded, answering the PO's questions. "Nice kid, he your boyfriend?"

Scott couldn't help the smile that showed up on his face, "he is. He's my everything."

Derek nodded, "well boys, it seems we have everything in order. I just need you to sign here and here... Great! I will see you both the day after tomorrow."

"Hey, actually, Derek, I have a question. I don't know if I can now that I'm not attending Martin. But prom is Friday and Mitchy asked me. Can I go?"

"As long as you're home by 10 and you get the principal's permission, Yes."

"Thank you so much sir!"

"I'll see you two soon."

With a final hand shake he turned and exited leaving the boys waiting for their next appointment.

The warden came in carrying two boxes, a hand full of files, and his laptop.

"Okay, doing this together too. Basically I just need you to sign a few papers. Then I'll get your anklets on then you're good to go until tomorrow. How's that sound?"

"Fucking amazing," Avi called before slapping his hand over his mouth.

Rashad raised his eyebrows but chuckling, "yea, it does seem pretty fucking amazing."

Warden Johnson passed over the papers allowing each boy to sign off on the conditions of their releases. Then he went about opening the boxes to reveal two black, ungodly looking ankle monitors.

"Those are... stylish..." Scott said as the older man lifted the first one from it's container.

"They do make quite a statement."

"A statement that says criminal steer clear."

"Scott, shut up and let me see your leg."

The man attached and locked the device in place before typing a series of codes into the computer activating it. Scott saw the red light began blinking as soon as he did. 

"Avi's turn."

"Ohh.. yay me..." The brunette replied sarcastically.

Once he had repeated the process with Avi's leg, Rashad began to give them a run down on the specifics of the device.

"You know those are on you for at least a year. They're waterproof so pools, baths, beach, whatever is good. Don't try to remove it. You'll have the cops on you in minutes. It tracks everywhere you go so don't cross any state lines, don't go to Mexico, don't break curfew. Just... don't get in trouble again. Either of you."

They both smiled and nodded at the man who had become a father figure while they were locked up.

"Rashad, thank you. For everything. I know you've bent rules to help me and I will be forever grateful."

"It's not problem Scott. I took this job to help kids and sometimes it's not often I get to help out like I did with you. And you can bet I'll be there after you're out to."

"Well you're dating the woman who is basically my mom so..."

"You'll do great things kiddo. You both will. Now just a few more hours and you're out. So go back and think about the first thing you want to eat because I know that would be one of my top priorities."