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Chapter 19-Guardian Angel

                                                                               Craig P.O.V

I stroke Jon's cheek, and I feel tears on my cheeks. "Baby, please." I whisper. "Don't do this to me. Brian is going to find who did this. Don't worry." I lean my head on his chest. Brock walks in from the back, and he stands on the other side of the cot. He looks at me, and there is sympathy in his eyes. "Craig, he may not-" I look up at him, and he stops. "Yes he will, Moo." I gaze down at Jon. "Yes he will." I run my fingers through his hair, and a tear drops onto his cheek. I wipe my eyes, and look back up at Moo. "Have you found anything?" Brock shakes his head. "No, but Brian is out right now-" The door opens, and Brian walks in, and he's smiling. "Found him." My eyes widen, and I stand up. "Who was it?" Brian sighs, crossing his arms. "Exactly who you'd think." I narrow my eyes. "Evan." Brian nods. "Yeah. But, I called Scotty, and he took Evan off to solitary. He'll be in there for a while." I sigh in relief. Then I turn back to Jon. "You hear that, Jon. It was Evan. We got him. Don't worry." I sit back down, and take hold of Jon's hand. I smile. I turn to Brock and Brian. "Thank you." I say, and Brian nods, and walks out. Brock goes back to the back of the infirmary, and I look back at Jon. I kneel on the floor, and lean my head on the edge of Jon's cot. I sigh, and close my eyes. I squeeze Jon's hand, and I fall asleep.

Jon P.O.V

I slowly open my eyes. Oh, my head. Last thing I remember, Evan was smashing my head into the floor of the showers. I go to sit up, but my headache thunders in my head, and I lay back down on my pillow. Then I look to my side, and I see Craig, kneeling on the floor, and his pink haired head resting on the edge of the cot, his hand squeezing mine. I smile, and I bring my other hand over to rub his head. He slowly raises his head up, and blinks his eyes a bit. He looks at me, and I smile. His eyes widen. "JON!!!!" He yells, and flings himself on me, wrapping his arms around me tightly. My headache splits my head, but I don't care. I hold Craig close, and Brock walks in, then his jaw drops. "Jon?! You....You're awake!" He stutters, and I smile. "Yeah...I guess..." I say quietly, the pounding in my head making me limit my words. Brock kneels down next to me, and shakes his head. "I just do not get it. You should have been dead. Evan hit you into that floor so hard, anyone else would have died immediately. You're a wonder." I grin, and look over to Craig. "I guess I have a Guardian Angel." I run my fingers through his pink tuft of hair, and he laughs, then kisses me. "You have no idea how worried I was. Don't do that again." He says, in a joking tone of anger. I smile. "I'll try." Then I look back at Moo. "Hey, Moo, you said that you knew it was Evan. How did you know?" Moo smirks. "Well, his cockiness sort of sold him out. He was trying to act like he was concerned, and walked up to Brian asking how you were. Brian got him cause there was no way he could have known you were hurt unless he was the one who did it." I nod, then Moo continues. "Scotty took Evan to solitary confinement. He'll be away from us for awhile." I sigh. Thank god. That ass can't get to me for awhile. I glance over to Craig. "Help me up." I say, and Brock frowns. "Um, Jon, you just woke up. I don't know if that's such a good-" I glare at him. "Moo, I am fucking starving, and I want to actually eat in the canteen." Brock bites his lip, then sighs. "Fine. But just be cautious." I nod, and Craig lifts me up. I stand, then I hold my head, the headache flaring up again. Craig holds me steady, and Brock walks over. "Yeah, that's why I said you shouldn't have stood up." I look at him, and roll my eyes. "Thanks, Moo." I say sarcastically, and he smiles. I turn back to Craig, and he smiles. "Let's go get something to eat." I nod, and we walk out of the infirmary. As we walk down the hall, Tyler sticks his head out of his cell, and smiles. "Jon, glad to see you're awake. You know, lover boy here wouldn't leave your side." Craig blushes, and I pull him close, putting my arm around my shoulder. I glance at Tyler, then at Craig, and smile. "Yeah. He's my Guardian Angel."    

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