So we've reached the epilogue. It's been fun. Enjoy—KG64 and Kiyoshi
Five years later…
I'm going to go out on a limb here and say you all already have a pretty good idea as to why I'm here. I'm going to go out on another limb and say that you're probably right. Brian is… well… do I really have to say it? Can I just tell you what happened?
Cam and Brian were driving and some idiot hit them. And from all the reports, it was the twenty-something's fault, not Cam's, even though he's eighty three. Although, now that I think about it, it probably isn't the safest idea to let people over the age of eighty drive. Not that I'm complaining. I need my car, so don't get any brilliant ideas.
Anyway, they were hit head on by some idiot drunk driver. He hit them and both cars flew off the road. Cam's car rolled twice. Brian was killed instantly. Which leads us to now. They've got Cam on life support. I'm pretty sure it's considered a safety hazard how many people we have packed in this room. Not that it matters. We all came to say goodbye.
Mei and Tau are crying, holding Todd and Catherine respectively. All of the kids, grandkids, great-grandkids are gathered around. Cam's in a coma. They've given us the whole "he could wake up at any time or never wake up at all" spiel. Idiots.
I look around and find that everyone's there, saying goodbye. Soon the doctor walks in, and Mei says, "Okay, we're ready. Take him off."
The doctor frowns. "It's only been a few hours. He could wake up."
Mei starts crying and buries her face in Todd's shoulder. He hushes her, but he looks really upset as well. Cam and Brian really warmed up to him, once he and Mei were officially married. I'm not quite sure they ever really forgave him for getting her pregnant, but they liked him enough. Finally Tau answers, his voice hoarse, "My dad just died, Dr. Wallace. My daddy wouldn't want to wake up."
He looks around at all of us. Then he asks, "Is a Kaitlyn Montgomery here?"
I nod. "That's me."
"You have to sign off on it. Cameron de Niro had you down as the person to go to if he was ever incapable of making his own medical decisions."
I smile as best I can. "Get the papers."
I sign off, they stop the machines and Cam… well… he dies. I shake my head. "They knew each other for seventy fucking years. I never believed in the idea of soul mates, but hell… the doctors say Cam shouldn't have been in a coma, based on his injuries. His body gave up because Brian wasn't there. If that isn't soul mates, what the hell is?"
Stefan lets out a strangled laugh and says, "They really loved each other. People who say two men can't love each other obviously never met my parents."
I nod and ask, "You all do realize that I've known Cam for seventy eight years? What the hell is that? That I've known Brian for seventy years? God. I should have seen this one coming, them going together. Nothing else makes any fucking sense."
"Kait," Tau says, "You're raving. You need to calm down."
Calm down. Right. When have I ever been calm? And after my two best friends died? Like that's going to happen.
A few weeks later…
Brian and Cam's kids and I are sorting through their things. A lifetime of things. It's really beautiful in a very melancholy way. Suddenly Alyssa shouts, "Kait! I found something for you!"
I frown and go up the stairs. "Yeah?" I ask. She hands me a small chest, with my name engraved on it. "What's this?" I ask.
She shrugs. "I have no idea. It's locked."
"But if it's locked how am I—" I stop. "Fucking hell. This box has been locked for eight years or something ridiculous like that."
"What?" Lyss asks.
I roll my eyes. "They gave me a key for my seventy fifth birthday. They wouldn't tell me what it was to. I'd bet my left leg it's this chest."
I carry the box downstairs and call everyone around. I take my key ring out and unlock the box. Inside is… eight CDs. They're labeled, 20, 25, 30, 35, 40, 45, 50, 55. I frown. Then I pick up the note in the box. It's in Cam's writing. All it says is, They're DVDs, not CDs. Watch them in ascending order. Love you, Kaity.
I stare. They didn't. They did not hold out on me this long.
I snatch the one labeled 20 out of the box and run to the living room, placing it in the DVD player. Soon all of the kids—and grandkids—are crowded around. I hit play.
"You're doing it all wrong, Cam," Brian's voice criticizes as the camera shakes. "Is it really that difficult to set up a video camera?"
"Obviously," Cam mutters back. "Ah, there we go." He waves his hand in front of the camera and says, "Hello. Anyone in there?"
That gets some titters from the group, and I can tell that some of the youngest here—great-grandkids, actually—are totally lost, not understanding that the handsome young men on the screen are Cam and Brian as they were… is that what the 20 meant? When they were twenty?
"Why the hell are we doing this again?" Brian asks Cam.
"Cause you thought it'd be fun," Cam accuses.
"I only said it as a joke," Brian complains, but by now he's too distracted by Cam's mouth on his neck to really know what's going on.
"You know you like it," Cam answers. "It's turning you on. I can tell."
"We are never showing this to anyone," Brian tells him, ending with a moan.
"Maybe, maybe not," Cam replies in an overly-sweet tone, tugging at Brian's boxers. "Now… you're pretty damn turned on. Let's see if I can help you with that."
"God, Cam, please."
And then they seem to forget the camera is there. It's a very short time before the kids are ushered out of the room by their disturbed parents. And then I hear Stefan choke. "Okay, I thought this was all just a joke. But are they seriously—oh my fucking god." This happens when Cam goes down on Brian. God this is hot.
I glance around. I'm the only one still in the room, watching the gay porn Cam and Brian made me sixty three years ago.
Now, reviews, one last time!
prostock69: I hope you enjoyed the epilogue!
S.H. Marr: Nope, they never got married. I guess that just means I'm cynical… whatever. I agree on the bisexual thing, so I'm glad you liked that he married a girl. :)
lunasea: Um, sorry?
Raaawr Ima Dinosaur: Well, I hope you… well… enjoyed probably isn't the best word… I hope you felt the end was fitting. Wow, that sounds lame… There were some teachers at my high school who were easily in their seventies… some of the best teachers there, too. ;)
Glacier Emperor: No funeral… And not saying much is fine. I'm just glad you took the time to review. :D
NicoletheBlueBitch: Sorry it's depressing. Life is depressing. I am such a pessimist. Oh well.
Well, that's all. I'll post a new chapter whenever I first upload Graham and Daniel's story! Thanks for reading everyone!
Kiyoshi'sGirl64 and Kiyoshi