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to be a big reunion. I imagine most people have been to others but I always think of them as a way to just show off what you have achieved, to gloat over the less fortunate or successful than you. I only have a couple before the need to sleep off the long drive takes over, so after paying my tab I walk out.
    “Oh look the pretty-boy faggot has come home.” The mock whisper aimed at me has my back stiffening.
    I turn to look at who spoke, ah, Chip Palmer. Always the bully. High School Quarterback. Oh dear, it looks like his former muscular body has turned into fat. This makes me give out a small smug smile; I see his eyes narrow as he notices it.
    “Chip Palmer, always the loudmouth. You haven’t changed much, well apart from getting fat.” Probably not the best thing to say but it gets a chuckle from a few people close by. I look at the other guys sitting with him. “Oh look you’ve still got your flunkies with you.” I lift my chin up to acknowledge the two men. “How you doing Todd, and you Davey?”
    The sight of the two of them makes me laugh a bit louder this time. Todd doesn’t look too bad; he must workout, not much but enough. But Davey? Fuck he hasn’t seen the inside of a gym since high school by the look of him. He looks like a capital D. Jeez he’s only twenty eight!
    “What are you doing back here ? I didn’t see the red carpet out for you. Your type isn’t welcome here, queer boy.” Davey sneers at me as Chip goes to high five him.
    “It’s good to see how much you’ve matured in the last ten years, shit you said the same thing to me then. Hasn’t your vocabulary increased yet Davey? But looking at you the only thing that’s increased is your waistband.” I’ve had enough of this crap so without saying anything else I walk away.
    But of course Chip has to have the last word. “Hey guys, keep your backs to the wall now the gay boy is back!” 
    I can hear his laughter along with his buddies but no-one else seems to laugh, maybe the town has grown up in the last ten years.
    I have only gotten about fifty to sixty feet down the sidewalk before I hear footsteps and whispering behind me, but pay it no mind until I feel a punch in the side of my head. Fuck!

Chapter three - Ryan
     
    “Nico,” I quietly call out his name and watch him turn towards my voice, he stops dead in his tracks and his eyes widen.
    “Why are you still here Ryan? I thought you’d be long gone?” Just the sound of his deep voice sets my heart beating faster.
    “Why wouldn’t I be? I needed to see that you’re okay.” Taking a step closer to him my skin begins to prickle, shit even after ten years my body still reacts to his.
    “Oh yeah, I suppose it comes with the job doesn’t it; you checking up on people?” His face saddens and his eyes dull at his realization that I’m only here for my job.
    “No Nico, that’s not only why I’m here. Yes, I have to hand in a report but I’m here because I wanted to see you again. To make myself believe you are actually here.” I have to touch him, I can’t stop my hand from reaching out to touch his forearm. His eyes widen at my touch as goose bumps appear on his arm.
    “Yeah, I had a real good welcome committee here.” His chin wobbles just slightly and my heart breaks for him.
    The doctor walks out and smiles at me. “Good, you’re still here Ryan, Mr. Angeles has a mild concussion and he could do with someone to watch out for him. As much as he assures me he’s fine, I would be happier if he had someone looking after him.”
    “I told you Dr. Milton, I really am fine. I don’t need a babysitter. I’m going to go back to my hotel and rest. I’ve driven a long way to get back here, I think I’m more tired than concussed.” His irritability makes me chuckle quietly, but he hears me. “Is something funny, Officer Connelly?” His eyebrow rises sardonically as he questions me.
    “Only that you are still as stubborn as a mule Mr. Angeles.” I look back at