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"Love For All Seasons 2"

By Calypso

Crystal and Lupis, or Crys and Lu as they preferred to be called, were probably the cutest couple on campus. It was nearly official. The pretty, now sophomore jaguar and his senior wolf mate were as "lovey-dovey" and affectionate as possible, holding hands, hugging, and even kissing in public. Most of the straight girls at school thought it was the cutest thing they had ever seen, and most of the guys were okay with it. Of course, after seeing what had happened to three homophobes that had attacked Crys, if anyone had a problem with the relationship, they were too afraid to say so. As for any gays or bisexuals at the school, they were just jealous. The couple had just had their second Christmas together, and the jaguar was moaning and complaining about going to school the next week.

"Damn it, I hate school...I'm overloaded with homework that I have to pull out of my ass in the next week and a half..." Crys whined, laying in his mate's arms.

"I look forward to school. I get to see all my friends again!" Lu said happily, giving Crys an affectionate squeeze. "Being stuck with you for two weeks kinda blows...it'll be good to get away from you..." he teased, moving his paw to the jaguar's rump to grip it gently.

"Fuck you," Crys teased back with a grin, licking his boyfriend's nose.

"Again? I'm kinda worn out..." Lu replied, smiling and massaging his love's buttocks with both paws.

"Oh you!" the feline mused, kissing Lu softly.

The two lay naked under the sheets of Lu's bed, cuddling as they finished their post-sex conversation, and fell asleep, Crys' long black hair draped over them both.

"Morning, Mom!" the two said in unison as they descended the stairs, one after the other, and walked into the dining room.

"Good morning, boys. Get any sleep last night?" Sharron chuckled, sipping her coffee at the table.

"Yes! Sheesh, Mother!" Lu laughed, walking into the adjoining kitchen.

"How about you?" Crys whispered to her, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"With Tom as a husband? Hardly," she whispered back. Crys smirked broadly and followed his love to the kitchen, tapping him on his left shoulder and standing to the right, just to see the wolf turn to the left, then the right.

"Gets you every time!" the jaguar chuckled, kissing Lu lovingly.

"They're so in love, it astounds me sometimes..." Sharron whispered to herself.

"Crys!!" Chrissy exclaimed from the living room as she spotted the feline standing in the kitchen, teasing his lover. She ran in and wrapped her arms around his waist, hugging him tightly.

"Morning, Chrissy," Crys greeted the little canine, swooping down to hug her. He had come to love the twelve-year-old wolf over the past year, as it was obvious she loved him.

"What're we going to do today?" Chrissy asked, looking up at him and beaming.

"Well sweetie, your brother and I are going to spend some alone time with Kara and Luke today. Is that okay with you?"

"Yeah, of course!" the little female replied. She leaned to the side to look past Crys and stared up at her brother. "You better be nice, and totally romantic to Crys! Otherwise you're getting smacked!" she threatened.

Lu chuckled and pressed her nose as one might a button, grinning at his younger sister. "Hey, who's your brother here? Crys?"

"Yes! I've disowned you," she laughed back.

"Com'ere, you!" Lu snickered, rushing in and grabbing his sister from his lover's grasp, tickling her like mad.

Crys merely watched and laughed, walking over to the coffee pot to pour himself a cup. He filled it three-fourths of the way, then went to the fridge to grab the creamer. By this time, Lu had moved into the living room with his sister, duking-out their tickling war, and Crys gave them another quick glance and laugh as he opened the refrigerator door and bent down to get the creamer.

Suddenly, as he had it in his paw, he jumped. He had felt his rear squeezed, and he still heard Lu's laughing in the living room. He shot upward, creamer-in-paw, and looked to his right, having to look up to see Lu's father, Tom grinning at him.

"There's my wolf!" Crys giggled and jumped on the well-built Tom, squeezing him tight.

"Good morning to you, too, Crys!" Tom chuckled, hugging the jaguar in return.

"Whaddya mean 'your wolf'?!" they heard Lu shout from the other room, and they both laughed loudly.

"I meant my lover's finally arrived, Lu," Crys laughed and gave Tom a kiss on the cheek.

"Dad, he's mine!" Lu said defensively, running into the kitchen.

"I know that, son! This is all his fault!" Tom chortled, poking the smaller jaguar in the chest. Tom was 38, but he looked like he was 21, maintaining his well-chiseled body perfectly, unlike most middle-aged men who just "let themselves go." The wolf was very much the essence of youth, and he still captured hearts with his smile, including that of his son's lover, Crys (though the feline told himself that it was just a little crush).

"I'm just teasing, honey," Crys purred, smiling and hugging Lu tightly.

"Better be. That'd just be a little TOO weird..." Lu said with a smile, scratching behind Crys' ear. "And besides, I'd cry!"

"Awwww!" Crys whined and kissed Lu. Tom merely watched and grinned. The elder wolf was just staring a moment, when he felt his eyes begin to wander down, down Cry's slender neck, smooth back, over his pretty rump...

Suddenly, Tom looked off to the right and walked into the dining room, sitting across from his wife.

"Something wrong, dear?" she asked concernedly, seeing the expression on her husband's face.

"Nah, it's nothing..." he replied. 'I just checked out my son's boyfriend, that's all!' he screamed mentally. 'I can't let that happen anymore...Crys is beautiful, sure, but he's Lu's boyfriend! And he's only fifteen, for God's sake!' Tom was so wrapped-up in his thoughts that he jumped when his daughter wrapped her little arms around him.

Chrissy laughed, giving Tom another affectionate squeeze, and said "Morning, Daddy!" before releasing him.

"Morning..." he replied absently.

"LU! Your family's in the other room!" came Crys' whispering voice to Tom's ear. His daughter and wife didn't react, so he guessed they couldn't hear. Tom casually leaned back in his chair, acting as though he was stretching, and peered into the kitchen, just barely able to see his son pulling down his lover's pants from the back, Lu's tongue lapping at Crys' exposed neck. The wolf watched Crys intently again, letting his eyes run over every curve, practically drooling as they fell upon the feline's exposed left buttock, which Lu took firmly in his paw.

'Stop looking, damn it!' Tom thought, still staring. As thoughts he half-wanted, half-despised came to his mind, he felt a familiar sensation in his crotch, and quickly looked away from the young couple.

Tom turned back forward, looking at the table rather than his wife and daughter, and sighed, adjusting the front of his pants with a paw to hide his half-erect malehood.

"Hey boys! Where you guys headed today?" Sharron called into the kitchen.

"We're going to Luke's beach house," Crys responded, padding into the room and tugging Lu along by the paw. Thankfully, by this time, his pants were pulled back up.

"Hopefully you'll stay inside! It's freezing out there!" Sharron responded.

"Yeah, we will. Of course we have to pick Kara up so she can see her boooooooyfriend!" Crys put in, chuckling and sitting down next to Tom, Lu coming up behind him and wrapping his arms around him.

"Well, hope you guys have fun! Thank God I took some time off work...I just get to lay around today. Haven't done that since...last year!" Sharron chortled.

Crys smiled and turned to the wolf next to him; his smile quickly turned to a small frown. The jaguar reached a paw out and stroked Tom's shoulder gently, a concerned look on his face.

"Something wrong, Tom?" the feline asked.

"Nah..." Tom replied, turning to look at Crys. Their eyes met, and Tom lost his tongue for a moment, just staring into the green orbs in front of him. 'He has such beautiful eyes...' Tom thought, then quickly shook his head "no." "It's nothing," he said.

"Well, okay..." Crys responded, giving him a little smile. "As long as my mate's happy!" he added, grinning broadly and pinching Tom's cheek.

"Excuse me?" Lu asked. They all laughed, though Tom sort of falsified his.

"Oh yeah, forgot about you," Crys laughed. "Just kidding, honey," he said with a sweet smile, turning in the opposite direction and pressing his lips to Lu's.

Chrissy, who had remained silent the entire time, let out a fairly loud "Awwwwww!" earning another laugh from the group. They spent the rest of the morning chatting idly, Tom a little less upbeat than usual, though no one asked him "what was wrong" again.

Close to 11 AM, Crys and Lu went upstairs to get dressed, and Chrissy went in the living room to watch TV. Tom and his wife had both planned a day of lounging, though not necessarily together, so Tom went upstairs to change from his pajamas. As he walked through his bedroom doorway, he could hear Crys and Lu giggling behind the younger wolf's bedroom door. Tom merely sighed and closed the door to his own room softly, and not as well as he might have hoped. It creaked back open a bit, but he didn't notice. He just sulked to his closet and pulled out some clothes for the day.

"Mmmm...I love your hips..." Lu murred into Crys' ear, stroking his paws along the feline's sides and down over his broad hips. Crys smiled and chuckled, leaning up and standing on his toes to give Lu a soft kiss. The jaguar had just his underwear on, since being caught by his lover mid-changing.

"I love everything about you, my wolf. I love you!" Crys replied to his lupine boyfriend, giving him another kiss.

"I love you, too, beautiful jaguar..." Lu trailed, returning his love's kisses. The wolf slowly slid his paw fingers into Crys' undies, who gasped and giggled, pushing his mate's paws away.

"Now now, sweetie, you behave!" Crys teased with a grin, pushing on Lu's nose just as Lu had done to Chrissy. "We need to get ready, or we'll be late!"

"Oh, how you torture me! Presenting me with this gorgeous feline body, then taking it away!" Lu teased back, taking his mate in his arms and hugging him tight.

"Later, wolf of mine, later. I promise I'll make it up to you!" the feline said with a wink.

"You better, kitty," Lu teased again, kissing the jaguar softly. He moved his paws up to Crys' head and stroked them through his hair gently, playing with the strands.

"Ow!" Crys shouted suddenly. Lu had snagged a knot in his fingers, and yanked it a little too hard for the feline's liking.

"Oh, sorry honey. Looks like you need to brush that mane of yours!" Lu giggled.

"Oh har har, nice feline joke," Crys replied sarcastically, sticking out his tongue. They both laughed and hugged again, and Crys bent over to grab his pants. "I left my brush in your parent's bathroom," he said, sliding the pants on, "so I'll just go get it!"

"You do that," Lu responded, kissing the feline on the nose. Crys scrunched his nose playfully and kissed Lu's lips, then headed to the door and exited. The jaguar walked across the hall and stood at the door to Lu's parent's bedroom, which was slightly ajar. He knocked gently, and no one answered.

"Meh, well, they must both still be downstairs," he muttered to himself, and opened the door all the way. Just as he put a foot inside the doorway, he heard a slight noise coming from the bathroom doorway to his left. Curious, Crys walked over to the doorway and stood at it, peering into the bathroom. The jaguar went slack-jawed at what he saw.

There was Tom, leaning on the sink, legs spread, his paw sliding over his cock in quick strokes. Crys just stared, unable to say or do anything but look, his eyes unintentionally shifting all over Tom's body. The large wolf's eyes were closed, and he moaned softly, speeding his pace over his throbbing member. As Crys stared, he practically drooled. He didn't want to see this, yet he did at the same time. The feline felt his own cock instantly slide from his sheath and harden in his undies, almost painfully confined in them. All the jaguar did was blink as he watched Tom's powerful arm pump over his long, thick, pulsing shaft, the rippling muscles of the wolf's body plainly visible. 'This is wrong!' Crys thought, but he didn't utter a word. All he did was stare at Tom, his eyes slowly moving from the exerted, yet blissful lupine face, down, down, all the way to the meaty canine cock in Tom's paw. 'God, it must be twelve inches or more!' Crys thought. His mouth actually started to water, and he cursed himself mentally, still not really able to utter a word.

"Mmmmm...ohhhh Crys..." Tom moaned. Crys' eyes went wide, and he gasped, but it was muffled by a loud moan from the wolf opposite him. The jaguar put his paw to his chest as he watched Tom's climax hit, the wolf arching his back and groaning as his seed shot from his warm, throbbing cock, the lupine spunk landing in thick globs all over the bathroom floor and on the wolf's paw. Tom panted lightly, his paw and climax slowing simultaneously, and sighed, feeling his balls now empty. Crys felt light-headed and very embarrassed at witnessing this, but also very aroused at the same time. He really didn't have time to decide his feelings though.

"Oh my God!! Crys!!" Tom yelped, falling back onto the sink counter a little.

"I...I just wanted my brush..." Crys muttered. He couldn't believe how stupid that sounded.

"God, this is so embarrassing...Shit..." was Tom's response, his face hot and red with a blush.

"I didn't see anything," Crys said blandly, stepping forward. He avoided the globs of thick wolf seed all over the floor in taking another two steps, and grabbed his brush off the sink counter. "I just came in here, got my brush, and left." The jaguar had a fairly blank look on his face as he made his way back out of the bathroom, but the sheer redness of it gave him away. Once to the doorway of the bathroom, he bolted out of Tom's room and into Lu's, gripping the brush tight.

"Fuck!" Tom swore, beating his fist on the sink counter. "Damn it, damn it, damn it!" The wolf's face clenched in hatred of himself, and all he could think of was 'I hope he didn't hear...I hope he didn't hear...'

"What took you so long? It was just a brush!" Lu chuckled. When he saw Crys' face, though, he stopped laughing. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing!" Crys snapped back quickly. "Mom must have put it away or something, 'cause I had to dig through some drawers to find it," the feline lied.

"Oh, okay..." Lu said skeptically. "Just bring the brush with, we need to go."

"Okay..." Crys replied quietly, grasping the brush handle tight.

"Wait...what's that on your foot?" Lu asked, tilting his head a little as he looked at Crys' feet.

"Hmmm?" Crys replied, looking down at his footpaws. He spotted a small wet spot on his right footpaw, and it looked a little gooey. "Oh!" he said, trying to think of something. "I...uhh...sneezed! And it must have gotten on my foot!" he made up, sounding more convincing than most would.

"Ewww! Go clean it off!" Lu chuckled. "And hurry, we're late!"

After cleaning his foot, Crys put some shoes on, and they hopped in the car to go to Kara's. After picking the ecstatic fox up, whose hair was now aqua, they got on the freeway to go to the beach; about a fifteen minute drive.

"I can't wait to see Luke! It's been three days!" Kara squealed, bouncing in her seat.

"Oh come on, three days? You freak!" Lu chuckled.

"Hey, shut up! You know you'd piss your pants if you didn't see Crys EVERY DAY," she replied, scratching behind Lu's ear.

"Yeah, and?" was the wolf's response. He chuckled and glanced at the silent Crys quickly, who was looking out the window absently. "Isn't that right, sweetie?"

"What?" was the feline's soft answer. Crys blinked a few times, as if woken from a dream, and looked over at Lu. All he could think about was Tom's paw sliding over his thick shaft, pumping the beautiful cock over and over...Luckily, the bulge in his pants was covered by his baggy sweater.

"We were talking about how we couldn't stay apart for even a day," Lu replied annoyedly. He was a little hurt that they were talking about something as tender as that, and Crys wasn't even listening.

"Oh...yeah...right..." Crys said vaguely.

"What's with you?" Lu asked, turning to the jaguar.

"Nothing-"

"OH MY GOD, LU WATCH OUT!" Kara screamed. Lu shot back forward, just in time to veer very far right to barely avoid a huge truck going in the opposite direction. Lu had swerved into the opposite lane.

CRASH! The car slammed into a pole. The three friends shot forward, luckily restrained by their seat belts. Lu's head slammed into the steering wheel, Crys' banged into the dash, and Kara's went into the seat in front of her. Kara was the only one left conscious.

When Crys awoke, he was surrounded by white. He looked up, and there was a white ceiling, surrounded by white walls. Sure, there were flecks of color here or there, but most of it was white. He was wearing a white gown, and he was in a bed with white sheets and pillows.

"Oh, thank God you're awake!" he heard his mother's voice say. Crys heard her get up, and saw as she came into view, bending down and giving him a hug.

"Hey mom...am I...in the hospital?" he asked, lightly hugging her back. He had a throbbing headache, but he managed.

"Yes...they said it was just a precaution to bring you here, just in case," she replied, releasing him. "I'm just so glad you're okay!"

"Yeah...got a splitting headache, but I feel fine otherwise," the young jaguar said softly.

"You hit your head pretty bad in that crash," she said, stroking the side of his face with a paw.

"Yeah...guess I did..." he responded. "Oh God, how're Lu and Kara?" he suddenly asked, just remembering them.

"Kara's fine...she's the one who called 9-1-1 on her cell phone," Lisa said with a small smile.

"And Lu?!" Crys asked. He was frantic with worry as it was, and she was keeping him in suspense.

"He...he's okay...physically..." she said slowly.

"What do you mean? What's wrong with him?!" was the response, Crys sitting up in his bed. His head throbbed greatly, but he didn't care.

"He's...he's in a coma, Crys. He hit his head really hard on the steering wheel, and the doctors said it sent a shock to his brain," was the steady answer. Lisa looked distraught as she told the news, and was even more saddened by the expression on her son's face.

"WHAT?! No!! God, I've got to see him!" Crys whined, starting to haul himself out of bed. His head screamed in agony, but he paid it no mind. All he thought of was his love.

"Crys! Just rest! Lie down!" Lisa told her son, standing up.

"No, Mom! I HAVE to see him!" Crys sobbed, a tear falling to the floor. He scrambled out of bed, running to the door, and half-collapsed upon it, his head on fire. He held it with a paw, cursing his injury, and turned the handle on the door, stepping out into the hall. Lisa was right behind him, and held on to his arm.

"Crys, just calm down. I'll take you to him," she said calmly, draping her arm around his shoulder to help support him.

She led her poor adolescent son down the hall five doors, walking slowly for him and avoiding doctors, nurses, and patients. Finally, they made it to the room they were looking for, and Lisa led Crys inside.

"Oh...my God..." Crys whined, tears welling up in his eyes again. There was his lover, Lu, lying in a similar bed to the one in which he had been. He had an IV in his arm and a big bandage on his head, and he wasn't moving.

Crys pulled away from Lisa and ran to Lu's bedside, laying over him, grasping the wolf's shoulders tenderly.

"Lu...wake up, Lu!" Crys cried, shaking his lupine love gently. His cries were almost a whisper, and were choked with his repetitive sobs. He shook the wolf a little harder, sobbing "Wake up!" but to no avail. Lu was fast asleep in his coma.

Crys collapsed on his love, sobbing into the lupine shoulder beneath him, his whole body falling limp onto Lu.

"Ssshhh...it's okay, honey, the doctors said it's only temporary..." Lisa comforted, rubbing her son's back.

Crys only whined softly and cried in response, slowly dragging his arms to his wolf's sides and sliding them under, the jaguar hugging himself close to his love.

"I love you, Lu, I'm so sorry...I love you..." the feline whined, his tears staining his mate's gown. He cried and cried, laying on top of the unconscious Lu, his mother rubbing his back. He only raised his head once to look at Lu's face, but upon seeing the huge cut in the wolf's forehead, he cried harder than ever, nuzzling the canine and letting his tears spill upon his gown.

After about thirty minutes of crying, Crys' sobs died down, and he fell asleep on top of his lover, his tears leaving a matted trail on his face.

"Poor guy..." Lisa said softly, petting her son's head gently as he slept.

"Ma'am, what's going on?" the doctor asked quietly as he entered the room.

"My son is very sad about his mate...I couldn't stop him from running down here and lying with him. If you could get a strong nurse or two in here to take him back to his room, I'd be very much obliged," Lisa said politely.

"I see...I'll go get someone." The doctor left as quickly and quietly as he had come, and Lisa sighed sadly, looking at her distressed son's sleeping form with pity.

When Crys awoke, he was back in white, surrounded by white again. He sat up again, but this time, the pain in his head had thankfully subsided. His mother was no longer present in the room, but was replaced by Kara.

"Oh good, you're up!" Kara said half-cheerfully, obviously trying to act positive around the jaguar.

"How's Lu? Is he any better?" Crys asked immediately, staring at her.

"His condition hasn't changed..." she trailed, frowning slightly.

"I see..." he replied, frowning deeply.

"The doctor said that he should probably come out of his coma in less than a week, but we'll have to see," Kara put in, trying to cheer her best friend up again.

"Okay..." Crys said softly.

"So, how you feeling? Ready to go home?" she asked.

"Yeah...I am..." Crys replied blandly. He felt dead inside.

And he did go home. It took about an hour for the feline to dress, get signed out of the hospital (with all their precautions, such as "Try to take it easy!" and the like), and drive home with his mother. Crys wasn't really afraid of being in a car; he knew that what had happened doesn't happen every time you enter a vehicle. But he didn't speak. He only answered his mother in one-word answers or completely ignored her, staring out the window the whole ride home.

That night, and the next four, Crys went to the hospital for two hours per visit, bringing fresh flowers every time and talking to the sleeping Lu. He petted his love's head and tried to make sure he was completely comfortable, doing his homework at the hospital while watching over his mate. On the fifth day, however, Crys was just grabbing his jacket so he could go get more flowers for Lu (the room was beginning to fill up), when his phone rang.

"Hello?" he said into the receiver.

"Hey Crys! Lu woke up!" It was Sharron's voice.

"What?!" Crys cried out happily, but still questioningly.

"Yeah, he woke up today! We're on our way home! He's still real groggy, and he hasn't said two words, but maybe seeing you'll cheer him up! Be at the house in ten minutes, okay?"

"Okay!" the jaguar responded. He was ecstatic!

"All right, see you then, honey!" Sharron said. "Bye!"

"Bye!"

Crys hung up the receiver and practically squealed, hugging himself. 'Yay, Lu's awake!!' he thought. He grabbed his coat and his keys, rushing hurriedly through the house, then ran out, virtually sprinting to Lu's house.

Of course, Crys arrived way early. He was greeted by Chrissy when he walked through the door, who had stayed home from the going-to-get-Lu expedition.

"Yay, my brother's awake!!" she screamed happily, running to Crys and jumping on him.

"I know! YAY!" he laughed with her, jumping up and down with her in his arms. They laughed happily together and talked excitedly, not even bothering to go sit down, and were constantly saying things like "I can't wait until they get here!" and "I'm so happy!" They really were overjoyed that Lu was okay.

Suddenly, as they were talking, they heard a car drive down the street, then come up the driveway.

"They're here!!" Chrissy exclaimed happily, running to the door and throwing it open. She ran out, Crys on her heels, and ran to the car just as her parents were opening the doors.

"Hey babe!" Tom greeted cheerily to Chrissy, though he glanced at Crys.

"Where's my brother?!" she asked frantically, looking through the windshield of the car. "There he is!" she said with a big smile as she spotted the still-sleepy Lu in the back seat.

"Now now, back off, Chrissy, he's not feeling well...he's still sleepy and groggy, so you can overjoyedly hug him tomorrow, okay?" Tom said softly.

"Okay...do you need help with him? Anything?" she asked.

"No dear, it's okay...just get inside before you catch cold!" he chuckled.

"Okay! I'm just glad he's home! Yay!" she squealed happily, running off into the house.

"I might actually need your help, Crys, if you don't mind...my son's a bigger wolf that I thought," Tom said to Crys, smiling broadly. "I just wanted to get rid of the pest."

"Alright..." Crys said with a smile. They went over to the car, Tom opening the door to reveal Lu sitting there, who turned his head to look at them and smile.

"Lu...thank God..." Crys said with a contented sigh, smiling back at his love.

"Come on, Lu, let's get you inside," Tom said, leaning in the car to help his son out.

"Wow, it's cold," was the first thing the wolf said as he stepped shakily onto the paved driveway, holding on to his father for support.

"Here, let me help you," Crys said with a smile, wrapping his arm behind his love's back, who towered over him. The wolf smiled down at him, but it was a little more awkward of a look than he usually gave.

"Thanks...you're very kind..." he said. He wasn't being sarcastic, so the comment sort of struck Crys as odd, though he paid no mind. All he could think about was resisting the urge to tackle his love in a massive hug.

"C'mon," Tom said, leading the way to the house. As they walked further a few steps toward the front door, Lu lifted his head to gaze at the house. A look of amazement spread over his face as he looked at it, and Crys' brows furrowed at this.

"Wow...that's a nice house..." Lu said vaguely. Crys' jaw dropped, and he tried not to make wild assumptions.

"W-what...did you say?" the feline asked shakily, looking at his lover concernedly.

"I said it's a nice house. Is it yours?" Lu replied, looking back down at Crys, still smiling.

"Oh...my God...no...NO!" Crys cried out, covering his mouth with a paw. Tears fell down his cheeks as he stood there, and Tom and Sharron, who was behind them, looked absolutely stunned.

"Did I say something wrong...uhhh...um...what was your name again?" Lu said gently, looking concernedly at the jaguar. Crys only sobbed twice as hard, starting to lose his grip on his love.

"You don't...recognize him, or this house?" Tom asked shakily.

"No...should I? I think your name is Tom, right?" Lu said, turning to his father.

"Well, yes, it is...and you should. This is your house, Lu. And he's your-"

"Let's get you inside, Lu," Crys sniffled, wiping the tears off his face and trying desperately to control his sobbing. He still breathed with soft sniffling noises, but otherwise had stopped his own crying completely.

Lu shrugged slightly and they walked in the house. Of course, Lu was just as amazed with the inside as he was the outside, but his parents and lover tried to act as though he were as normal as ever.

Lu loved his own bedroom. 'Go figure,' Crys thought sadly, almost bitterly. The group merely told him that he'd be staying in this room for a while with them, and he was ecstatic.

"Thank you!" he said, smiling at them all. "You're all so nice!"

"Just...tell us if you need anything..." Tom said, grabbing his wife tenderly by the arm, as to leave Crys alone with Lu.

"Okay!" was Lu's response as Tom and Sharron exited. "So, I never got your name!" he continued, turning to Crys.

"It's Crys," the jaguar said sadly, looking the wolf in the eyes.

"Is that short for Christopher?" Lu asked. He acted as though they were just meeting for the first time, which, in his mind, they were.

"Crystal," Crys answered.

"That's a pretty name," Lu complimented ignorantly. Crys felt like crying again. "You're really pretty, too," Lu put in, grinning innocently. He hadn't a clue.

"Thank you..." Crys said. He wanted to run downstairs and call the doctor, but he kept his cool. "I'll be going now, Lu. Get some rest."

"Okay, Beautiful," Lu responded, crawling under the covers of the bed. Crys blushed in spite of himself, but a tiny part of him was glad Lu was still attracted to him, memory or no.

"Goodnight," Crys said softly, padding over to the door.

"Goodnight, pretty Crys," Lu yawned, resting his head on a pillow. His coma hadn't really been good sleep, or at least that's what Crys figured.

The jaguar walked out and shut the door behind him, rushing down the hall afterward. He ran down the stairs, a few tears falling, and ran into the dining room, where Sharron and Tom were just telling Chrissy.

"You mean he has amnesia?" Chrissy asked.

"Yes, honey. The doctor said it's most likely a side affect of that jar to the head he got, and that cases like this can be cured by surrounding Lu with familiar things," Sharron explained.

"Why don't you just smack him upside the head again? Won't that do it?" she asked.

"'Fraid not, honey," Sharron responded.

Crys padded out of the room, his tears dripping onto the wood floors and carpet as he made his way to a chair in the living room to collect his thoughts. He plopped into the recliner and covered his face with his paws, sobbing softly, but contemplating while doing so. 'He doesn't remember me...' he thought. 'He doesn't remember Tom, or Sharron, or Chrissy, or the house...he doesn't remember anything.'

The feline merely sat for a while, staring at his own lap, thinking, his tears eventually ceasing. 'All I can do now is try to help Lu remember, and pray that he gets better,' Crys thought.

The next few days were fairly rough for the whole family. Crys kept himself from crying, and eventually, Lu got the concept that Tom was his father, Sharron his mother, and Chrissy his sister. No one told him, including the feline himself, that Crys was his mate. They figured that it might be too much for him (and Crys didn't really want Lu to have to go through that realization).

Lu eventually gained conciousness of time, and by Tuesday, he knew the date and day of the week. Though Lu's progress was encouraging, Crys still felt sad that his lover still lacked a great portion of his memory, and thoughts of Lu weighed down on the feline's stress level.

On Wednesday, Crys was sitting at the dining room table, sipping a cup of coffee, when Tom walked in.

"Hey Crys...you doing okay?" he asked, sitting down at the head of the table. The wolf had a towel draped over his shoulder, and Crys noticed, before he sat down, that he was also wearing swim trunks.

"Yeah..." was all Crys could respond with. There was a short, but awkward silence, only to be broken again.

"Well...I was going to go for a nice relaxing swim...think you'd want to join me?" Tom asked courteously, smiling a little at the jaguar.

"I think I'd like that..." Crys said softly, turning to look at Tom. He smiled slightly at the sight of the handsome wolf. Then, suddenly, the image of Tom's paw sliding up and down his huge, thick shaft, pumping it to orgasm, shot through the jaguar's mind, and he flinched slightly.

"Something wrong?" Tom asked concernedly.

"No...no. I'm fine," Crys said, smiling at him. 'He must've forgotten, with all this craziness going on,' Crys thought.

"Okay...well, I'll be out there!" the wolf said gently, getting up out of his seat and sauntering over to the door. Just as he walked out, Crys heaved a sigh of relief, then got up himself, running upstairs to change (and of course, being very quiet, so he didn't wake Lu up from his nap).

'Just don't think sexy thoughts, Crys...think non-sexy thoughts, think non-sexy thoughts...' the jaguar thought to himself as he slid his trunks on, then grabbed a towel out of the linen closet. 'You love Lu, you love Lu,' he thought.

Crys climbed back down the stairs in his swim trunks, his towel draped over his shoulder, and went back into the dining room, quickly exiting and shutting the door softly behind him. When he turned around from shutting the door (shivering from the cold), he spotted Tom. He couldn't help but stare.

Tom had taken his T-shirt off, and was just about to jump in. His muscles stood out brilliantly as he poised for a dive, and his delicious legs crouched, then sprang, throwing the wolf into a nice swan dive, his body slipping into the water quietly and with little splash.

As Tom's body sank beneath the water, Crys snapped out of his daze, slapped himself, then began walking briskly over to the pool, still freezing. He was glad to see steam rising off the pool's surface, and threw his towel onto a chair, just as Tom's head rose out of the water.

The wolf shook his head to remove the excess water, slicked his headfur back with his paws, then opened his eyes. In his vision, all he could see was the edge of the pool and a pair of spotted feet.

"Oh, hey-" Tom started, but stopped himself as his eyes slowly traveled upward. Crys's long, slender legs came into his view, then his shapely hips and belly, and finally, his chest, neck, and pretty face. Tom was speechless as he beheld the jaguar, drinking in the gorgeous vision.

"Hi Tom," Crys said softly, breaking the silence. "Is it warm?"

"Excuse me?" Tom asked, blinking a few times. He had distinctly heard 'Am I hot?'

"I asked you if the water was warm, silly!" Crys giggled, as if he knew what Tom had been thinking.

"Oh..yeah, it's great..." Tom said absently.

"Well, good! 'Cause it's butt-cold out here!" Crys chuckled, walking over to the diving board. Tom could only watch as the feline climbed it, then sprung off it, performing one of his famous dives. Tom had seen everything he had just now before, but for some reason, it all seemed new to him. 'He's gorgeous...' Tom thought, then shook his head from side to side. 'No! He's your son's mate! And he's twenty years younger than you, for God's sake!' Tom told himself mentally.

Tom's self-debate came to an end as Crys swam up, the jaguar's hair billowing around him in the water as his head surfaced fairly near the wolf's.

"Aaahhh...feels nice in here!" Crys said with a smile, blinking his eyes open to look at Tom.

"Yeah..." Tom answered.

The jaguar swam away a bit, just paddling along, then dove under, swimming along the bottom. Tom smiled a little as he watched through the water. "Such a little imp," he chuckled to himself. "A beautiful imp."

Suddenly, Crys' arms flailed out of the water, his head still beneath. He

swung them around violently, and Tom laughed.

"Crys, you dork!" the wolf giggled, splashing the feline's arms. But after a second, Tom looked through the clear water, and saw Crys' form desperately trying to reach the surface, his foot pulled back behind him in a strange position. "Oh God!" Tom gasped, then ducked his head under quickly, swimming over to the feline. Though the wolf's underwater vision was fairly poor, he could tell that Crys' foot was caught on something, and he went down to try to free it. His paws reached out, one grabbing Crys's slender foot, the other something slick and metallic. Crys' flailing was becoming slower and slower, his body starting to give up on him, and Tom felt like he was going to scream underwater as he pulled on the chain-feeling thing attached to the pool bottom. It finally gave, and Tom swam up, looping his arms around the feline's chest and surfacing with a deep breath. Tom swam over to the shallow end, pulling Crys along, who, after a minute or so, coughed and sputtered, gasping for air.

"Oh Crys, thank God!" Tom whined, hugging the jaguar tightly. All Crys could do was breathe heavily in relief and from lack of oxygen, his chest heaving against Tom's as he hugged him in return.

"T-thank you...Tom...so much..." he panted.

"Ssshhhh...just breathe, honey," Tom said gently, petting Crys' hair softly.

'He called me "honey"...and we're hugging...' Crys thought. 'Being in his arms feels so good...' he said mentally.

"I'm fine now," Crys said after a moment, still breathing a little hard, but otherwise fine. "Thank you so much, Tom...I owe you my life," he continued, pulling his head off Tom's shoulder to look him in the eyes.

"I...well..." was all Tom could respond with as he gazed back at Crys, the feline's green eyes entrancing him. They stood holding each other in silence, looking at each other, when their muzzles started to move. They inched closer and closer, their eyes slowly closing, and finally, their anticipating lips touched in a very soft, gentle kiss. Crys almost moaned as he felt Tom's tender lips against his own, and likewise, Tom had to restrain himself. After a few seconds, Crys' tongue slid from his mouth very slowly, pressing up against Tom's closed lips. The wolf parted his mouth to accept the offered tongue, and in return, met it with his own, tilting his head to press down further into the kiss. Crys' grip tightened around Tom's neck, and before he could stop himself, he shoved his own muzzle forward, locking on to the older wolf's and sucking his lupine tongue from his mouth. Tom's eyes opened in shock, but closed again as he felt Crys' deliciously soft and pouty lips rub over his own, the feline's smooth, velvety tongue licking into his lover's father's maw.

'This was the place where Lu and I first kissed...oh God!' Crys thought. He pulled away from Tom's mouth, panting a bit, and turned his gaze down and away from the wolf's face, sobbing a little bit.

Tom's eyes opened again, and his lips tried to form words for all of his thoughts. "Crys, I-" he started, but was promptly cut off by the jaguar.

"Tom, Lu's and my first kiss was right here!" he sobbed into the wolf's shoulder.

"Crys, I'm sorry..." Tom said softly, stroking the jaguar's hair as he had been moments before. "I should have never done that."

"Tom..." Crys sniffled, pulling his head up to look Tom in the eyes, wiping his tears, "I did it back. A lot."

"Honey...we shouldn't...we should..." Tom stuttered, not being able to find the words he wanted. 'Damn his gorgeous eyes! I can't even think straight when I look into them!' he thought to himself.

"Tom...I...I liked it. I liked it a whole lot," Crys said gently with a smile and a soft blush.

"I...I did too, Crys," the wolf responded. His muzzle moved forward just a little, and the jaguar's also twitched, both of them leaning back in.

"It seems wrong and right at the same time," Crys whispered, his paws sliding to the sides of Tom's face, resting there gently, his muzzle still inching forward.

"I know what you mean," was the older wolf's whisper of reply. His own snout moved forward just as slowly as his jaguar counterpart's, and his eyes lidded a little.

Finally, with a small gasp from the feline, their lips met again, this time much more softly and delicately than before, the kiss completely tender and sweet. The second time around, Crys was more prepared to control his emotions, and proceeded in parting his lips slowly against Tom's, his tongue slipping out and licking the wolf's mouth. Tom murred softly and reciprocated, his tongue meeting the jaguar's between their mouths, their lips pressing a little tighter.

Suddenly, that same persistent image of Tom pumping his thick wolf shaft ran through Crys' mind, and he moaned very softly, his body moving forward in the water, his chest, belly, crotch, and legs all pressed against his lupine partner. This sudden step forward made Tom gasp a little, creating a small and pleasurable suction on Crys' tongue. The wolf pulled his muzzle from the feline's, his eyes opening to look into Crys'.

"I think we should stop..." Tom said softly.

"Sssshhh..." Crys cooed gently, raising two fingertips to press against Tom's lips. "Tom...touch me. Put your paws on my body," Crys pleaded, staring the wolf in the eyes. "ALL over my body." The jaguar moved his paw down to the wolf's shoulder, rubbing it in a sort of massage.

"Crys...you don't know how long I've wanted you to say that..." Tom said with a smile, his paws dipping underwater. They reached out and found the feline's hips, gripping and releasing them a few times.

"Maybe since you screamed my name out while pawing off?" Crys chuckled.

"I didn't scream! Maybe moaned it out a bit..." Tom admitted back, a playful grin on his face.

"How is it that you can be so calm and joking about everything?" Crys asked, his paws sliding from Tom's shoulders down his thick, muscular arms.

"How is it that you can be so beautiful and not even realize it?" Tom asked in response, rubbing the feline's hips.

"Touché," Crys chuckled, leaning up and kissing Tom, moving his paws back up to wrap around the wolf's neck and drag him down to Crys' height.

Tom's paws tightened their grip a little, and he pulled Crys' lower section toward himself, their crotches meeting again. The only difference this time was that Tom's sheath had swelled to nearly twice its normal size.

Crys let out an "mmmfff!" as he felt the heat and size of it against his own, the feline's sheath beginning to tingle and swell with each tiny movement.

And after, it was silence.

Tom's paws moved from Crys' hips to his rear, squeezing it a few times and holding on to it gently, and Crys' grip on the wolf's neck tightened, the jaguar dragging him over in the direction of the stairs. Everything seemed so serious all of a sudden, as if passion was accompanied by silence. The two wouldn't have had it any other way, though.

Crys finally reached his target, the stairs, and sat down, leaning back against them, his head resting on the top, his lupine lover atop him. Tom's paws gave Crys' rear one last squeeze and moved around the feline's hips and to his crotch, feeling a hard and bulging sheath beneath a layer of thin fabric. Crys moaned very softly into the wolf's mouth and let his own paws travel, running them down the tall, muscular wolf's chest, abs, and hips. Finally, the feline's anxious paws reached their prize: Tom's huge, throbbing sheath. They touched it tentatively, as though Crys were almost afraid of it, his fingertips just barely brushing against it beneath the water.

Crys turned his head away from Tom slightly, breaking their kiss, and opened his eyes, looking at the wolf.

"Tom...can...I want to see you...all of you..." Crys asked very shyly, blushing deeply.

"Only if I may see 'all of you,' beautiful," Tom responded sweetly, smiling down at the jaguar.

"O-okay," Crys stuttered, moving his paws back to Tom's hips, his fingers toying with the wolf's waistband a little. Tom, in turn, moved his own paws to Crys' trunks, gripping them at the sides of the feline's thighs and tugging lightly. Crys shivered gently as the fabric brushed over his sheath and balls quickly, exposing them beneath the clear blue water, his thighs flexing lightly in response. Tom backed off just a little so that he might pull the garment completely from Crys, and let it go in the water as he beheld the beautiful jaguar more fully than he ever had, his eyes moving very slowly over every inch of spotted fur, the feline obviously blushing as the wolf went back to his former position, boldly, yet tentatively spreading Crys' legs apart to step between them. The cat seized the opportunity to yank off his canine lover's father's trunks quickly, the wolf helping by stepping out of them. Once all barriers were removed, the two merely stared at each other.

It was a while before Crys' voice sounded, soft and shy. "You're...you're gorgeous, Tom..." he said with a blush, his eyes quickly darting to the wolf's sheath, from which the very tip of his shaft was beginning to emerge.

"As are you, sweet heart..." Tom said affectionately. Just as the canine felt his cock begin poking out, he watched as the feline's did the same, the sight only enticing him more.

Slowly, Crys realized that he was still sort of floating, and upon realizing so, backed up on the stairs, the only part of him beneath water now from his very lower belly to the tops of his thighs, and his feet. Tom was a little dismayed that the beautiful creature had backed away, but soon saw what the problem had been. He shifted forward accordingly, only even closer this time, smiling down at the small, pretty jaguar as his heavy, lupine sheath and protruding cock rested on Crys'. The cat shivered a little, moaning quietly, feeling his cock give a jump, the long, thick shaft fully emerging from its protective sheath beneath the water. Crys stared into Tom's eyes longingly, holding his arms out to the wolf, looking like a small child wanting to be picked up. Tom only smiled further and leaned down onto the cat, his full weight resting on him as their bodies pressed tightly together, the two cocks gently rubbing, the thicker wolf's pressing and pushing at the feline's.

"Mmm...Tom...just like this..." Crys moaned, wrapping his arms tightly around the canine's neck and pulling him into a deep and passionate kiss, his round hips bucking upward, grinding his cock back against the wolf's, both of them groaning softly into each other's mouths. Tom's muscular abs contracted as they drove his hips forward, his deliciously long dick fencing with the smaller feline's, hot and smooth flesh on flesh beneath the water. Crys' back ground against the steps painfully as his and his lupine companion's members rubbed and ground, though he didn't even feel it. He was lost in the ecstasy of the moment. Every flick of Tom's tongue, every powerful grinding thrust of the elder wolf's hips, every rub of his cock by Tom's thicker one sent Crys into fits of passion, the jaguar's tongue coarsely rubbing the canine's, both lost in pleasure. Crys could already feel his orgasm building inside him, and his legs wrapped around Tom in desperation, giving his hips even more leverage to rub his cock harder and faster against his opposite's. They writhed in the water, a mass of wet fur and hot, panting, love-making, though it seemed to be making love and not at the same time. Finally, Crys ripped his muzzle away from Tom's heatedly and let out a loud, delcious groan into the wolf's ear, his thick feline cock spurting and pulsing with seed, having no where to go but into the fur of their bellies and between their shafts. Crys twisted in Tom's arms in his ecstasy, his moans only driving Tom harder, the wolf groaning and almost whimpering as his beautiful son's lover shuddered and thrust in his arms. At last Tom felt a familiar tingle in him, and with a last few powerful and grinding thrusts, he too came to climax, howling loudly as he gripped the jaguar tightly, his hips pumping a mile a minute as his huge cock slid over Crys', spunk mingling, flesh and fur touching in every place possible, hips battling wildly. The two beauties panted loudly as their orgasms finally subsided, and Crys felt Tom collapse onto him, the jaguar smiling happily and holding the wolf to him protectively, looking serenely pleased. Tom also smiled, though Crys couldn't see his face because it was turned to the side, and the wolf's tail wagged a little out of the water.

"Wow...what was that? What were you guys doing?" came a voice.

Crys' eyes opened wide, and he turned his head wildly, looking for the source, Tom also lifting his and searching. Both of them spotted Lu on the edge of the pool, and both their hearts seemingly stopped in their chests.

Before either of them could say a word, they stopped themselves. Lu twitched. His eyes closed tightly, and his head turned wildly, small "Aah!"s and "Grrugh!"s erupting from him. The young wolf was seeing visions of himself and Crys kissing lovingly, of turkey on Christmas, of the trip to Hawaii when he was twelve. And suddenly, the wolf gripped his head, the image of his father and his lover burned into his mind, his head shaking "no" wildly.

"Lu!" was all Crys could say, trying to squirm out from under Tom. The massive wolf got off the jaguar and helped him up, and both rushed over to their loved one, Crys' paw on his mate's back, his muzzle whispering "Honey, are you okay, what's wrong?" though he thought he knew.

"You!!" Lu hissed, raising his head and opening his eyes. He looked enraged as he glared at Crys, but his eyes darted between his father and his love, looking at their naked bodies, wet with water and cum, and as he stared at them both, his expression changed completely, his brows frowning, his eyes welling with tears.

Lu gave his father and boyfriend one last confused and utterly despairing look, turned on his heel, and ran across the yard and into the house, darting through the door and out of sight in a matter of moments.

Crys groaned loudly. Tears streaked down his already-wet face. Without even bothering to get a towel or some clothes, the jaguar shot after his lupine love, leaving the sopping wet Tom speechless and alone.

Crys could barely see as he ran up the stairs, his wet pawfeet leaving spots of water on the soft carpet, his tears clouding his view of the world as he huffed and panted, his heart beating wildly in his chest. All he knew was that his love was in pain, and that he must go to him at all costs, his legs pumping him all the way down the hall in seconds or less, his paw gripping the knob of Lu's door, which surprisingly gave as he turned it; it hadn't been locked.

"Lu!" Crys panted as he took a step in the doorway. As he saw his love, though, he stopped completely, staring silently, his paw moving over his own muzzle as he felt the sobs again rise in his throat.

The distressed and sorrowful Lu lay on his bed, his arms hugging pillows close to his face as he cried his hardest muffled cries into them, his whole body shuddering with each tormented sob. Crys had never seen his love cry like this before, never so sad, never so heartbroken, never sobbing quite so much. Upon hearing his name, Lu's head raised from the pillows, and he turned his head to stare back at Crys, tears streaming and flowing down his cheeks. After looking at the jaguar for only moments, the tears seemed to double, and the wolf turned back to his pillow, sobbing even harder it seemed, thoroughly heartbroken by what he had witnessed.

Crys' tears flowed silently. He wasn't even sobbing anymore. He was too sad to sob. His love crying like that, because of him, was the single most heart wrenching thing he had ever seen, and he merely stood, his lip quivering a little, almost as if in disbelief. Slowly, he stepped forward, padding over to the bed, and climbed on it, his tears still trickling down his cheeks, his body still thoroughly wet, soaking the bed as he lay next to his love, gazing right at him.

After several minutes of the two crying, Lu's sobs began to die down in volume, his body shaking less with his cries, and Crys' tears slowed their flow, eventually stopping, though still gleaming and wet on his otherwise drying furred cheeks. Once the wolf's cries had completely subsided, he lifted his head and turned it to look at Crys despairingly, his eyes red and wet with tears, his cheeks soaked, his nose sniffling as the two looked at each other.

"W-Why?" Lu choked out, whimpering a little as he stared.

"I don't know!" Crys whined back. "I just don't know..."

"I...I can't believe..." Lu sobbed out softly again, trying to collect his words. "I can't believe...you'd let my father...my FATHER...p-p-p...penetrate you..." he stuttered.

"Penetrate me?" Crys responded softly. Lu nodded gently in reply, his tears still soaking the pillow beneath him. "H-Honey..." Crys whimpered. "He didn't penetrate me...we were...rubbing against..."

Lu blinked once or twice, and his brows furrowed a little. "That's all?" His tone sounded less sad, more inquisitive. His tears had stopped flowing, but gleamed just as Crys' soaked into his fur.

"That's all...I promise..." Crys whined quietly. He was still angry with himself, and he hurt badly inside for hurting his love.

"Oh..." Lu said, his expression softening. He looked better now, calmer.

"'Oh'? What do you mean 'oh'? That's awful Lu! I'm horrible!" Crys whimpered. His voice sounded like crying to him, but he wasn't sobbing at all.

"N-no...honey...no, come here..." Lu cooed gently, extending his arms. He pulled the jaguar to him and kissed his forehead, nuzzling one of his ears. "It's...it's okay..."

"How is it okay?" Crys asked into the wolf's chest fur.

"Well...you're probably going to think my dad and I are disgusting and weird...but I can't keep stuff from you," Lu responded, heaving a little sigh. "He and I have done the same thing...rubbing and stuff..."

"What?!" Crys exclaimed, raising his head to look in Lu's eyes.

"Y-yeah...several times...we kinda just think of it as a guy helping another out to get off...kinda like group masturbation, or hand jobs or something..." Lu said with a little blush. "Is that...bad?"

"N-no sweetie!" Crys replied, brightening up a bit. "I just thought it...you know...mattered..."

"It does, my love...but I don't consider it cheating on me. If you had been having sex...I don't know what I would have done...died of heartbreak, maybe..." Lu smiled and rubbed his nose against Crys' affectionately. Crys was still a little shocked...he had never really thought about a father and son doing that together, but it didn't seem wrong...just kind of odd and new.

"So...are we okay, love? I promise I'll never do it again..." Crys said back to him, his lips also forming a small smile.

"We're fine, sweetie...I have to admit that I haven't needed to do stuff with Dad since you've been in my life...but I'm not going to hold it against you that you've done the same thing I once did."

Crys held tight to his lupine love and nuzzled the wolf's shoulder, kissing it and smiling happily. "Oh thank God! I was so worried...worried that I had lost you forever..."

"Even if you had been...ummm...doing it...love...I would have forgiven you...I love you, and you've never done me wrong before...I doubt you're going to start now." Lu grinned down at his jaguar lover, sniffling just a little again and giving him a gentle kiss.

"But...what happened?" Crys asked. "What went on when you saw us? You were freakin' out..."

"All my memories started flooding into my brain...and it was almost painful to have that stuff rush back into my mind at once...I guess you guys sent a shock to my system and woke my memory up...so actually...I'm kind of glad you two did that...because it gave me my life back."

"God, Lu, I'm so happy!!" Crys said passionately, yet softly, pressing his nose to the wolf's.

"As am I, my-" Lu started, but was cut off by a knocking sound. Tom was standing at the open door, his paw gently knocking on the frame, a sad expression on his face. It was obvious he had also been crying.

"Tom..." Crys cooed softly. His voice was a soothing and sweet one, and he beckoned the wolf over with a paw, sitting up a bit.

Lu also sat up, next to his love, and used a paw to motion his father over, gently saying "Dad, come here..."

Tom shuffled in and over to the bed, his face furrowed in a deeply sorrowful expression, though he didn't make a sound or sniffle as he kneeled down on the edge, scooting onto the bed a bit.

"Honey...we didn't do anything wrong...Lu and I are fine with what happened now...we worked it out..." Crys said comfortingly, reaching out a paw and placing it on Tom's shoulder, sliding it down his back to rub gently.

"Yeah Dad...it's okay...I'm not hurt...actually, I feel good, now that I remember everything..." Lu put in, following Crys' lead by wrapping his arm around Tom's other side. The elder wolf's ears perked at Lu's mention of his memory, and his face, which had been pointed down, rose up with a little smile.

"We love you," Crys said adoringly, his paw reaching Tom's other side as he brought himself closer.

"Crys is right, Dad...we do love you, very much..." Lu put in sweetly.

"Oh boys..." Tom said softly, pulling the two close to his chest and hugging them simultaneously. "I love you both so much...I never want to hurt you..."

"And you never will," Crys replied, snuggling into the arms of Tom and Lu. For the first time in a long time, he felt truly satisfied, truly happy. He was just glad it was all finally over.