[OPEN] Stardust

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Devon finished his bacon, sitting silent and growing uneasy as they pulled to a stop. He got out, keeping close to Zander, and nodded. Gentle tears fell down his cheeks, scared and uncertain.

Dylan played with Mat's hair, getting out and taking his hand. He kissed him softly, warily eyeing Deacon. He wasn't completely clear on their connection, he himself having met Deacon when Devon had been arrested, unaware that his boyfriend was the one that Mat's life was effected by.

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Deacon lead them inside to the empty court room. "You're gonna sit there, okay? They'll be sitting right behind you. But you have to stay right there. The judge sits there, and the jury sits there, and I'm gonna be sitting right out here." He pointed to the bench behind him. "You gotta get up when they tell you to, and walk over there and sit down. They're gonna swear you in. You're in trial, which means you can call as many witnesses as you see fit, okay? If you think Zander can help you, then call him. Or your brother's boyfriend. I just wouldn't advise calling Dylan to the stand. That's my job." He looked up as a guy in a tux walked in. "And that's your lawyer."

Mat squeezed Dylan's hand, staying close to him. "What happens if they think he's crazy?" He asked reluctantly.

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Devon swallowed as he listened, breaths growing shaky as panic rose. He held onto Zander's hand desperately, chewing on his lip. He was clearly ready to try and bolt at any moment. He shifted his weight, stsring down at his and Zander's linked hands.

"I don't know," Dylan rasped somewhat guiltily. He worked his jaw.

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Zander squeezed his hand tight, pulling Devon over to kiss the top of his head. "Everything's going to be okay.. It's just gonna be us, and maybe some hospital staff." He hoped. For Devon's sake, he hoped they didn't allow the public in.

Deacon was busy sorting through papers with Devon's attorney, mumbling things under his breath. Mat pulled Dylan to the bench behind where Devon was going to sit, and curled up next to him. He felt like it was his own little brother on trial. "I'm scared.." He breathed, his voice cracking. "Devon's too innocent for this, Dylan.. He doesn't understand.."

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Devon gazed at him uncertainly. "Okay..." He whispered, far too confused to even know what he was doing. If anything he was going to panic. Hr rubbed at an arm, pressing closer to Zander.

"I know he is..." Dylan breathed, wrapping an arm around him. He let out a slow breath. "I dunno what I was thinking...how I ever could have fucking hurt him like that.."

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Zander wrapped his arms around him, hugging him close. He was shaking, obviously as scared as Devon was. He wished he could sit with him, but he couldn't. He rubbed his back gently, kissing the top of his head.

"Don't blame yourself for what he is.. He isn't blaming himself because you're an incubus, does he? No.." But he knew it wasn't a valid answer. Part of the reason Devon was the way he was was because of what Dylan had done to him. He scooted as close as he could, wrapping his arms around Devon.

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Devon hugged him close, swallowing. He buried his face in the crook of his neck, breaths quick as he held him, terrified of letting go. He didn't want look at anybody, talk.

Dylan shook his head. "It's not just because what he is..." He mumbled. "His species is perfectly capable of thinking right. Devon just..doesn't. And I sure as hell haven't fucking helped the past three years."

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Zander just kept his arms around him, resting his hand on top of his head. He rocked him gently in his arms. He didn't want to let go, was so afraid of what the outcome might be. They didn't know Devon like they did, didn't know that he was just a scared boy who had been tortured by his brother.

"Yeah, well..." Mat trailed off. He felt partially responsible for it. If he hadn't died, this wouldn't have happened. But Devon was always slow. "You just didn't.. teach him that it's wrong to eat people.." He said, then chewed on his lip. "We all went wrong somewhere, Dyl.."

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Devon trembled, breaths soft, lips parted. He closed his eyes, hands firsted in the back of Zander's shirt. He jumped as the door opened and closed, fresh tears falling down his cheeks. He hadn't bithered with eyeliner after all, and it was proving to be a good thing so far.

"I guess.." Dylan rasped, clearing his throat. He raised his head, watching Zander and Devon dejectedly.

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"Shh.." Zander breathed, holding him tightly until Deacon told him he had to go sit down. Zander started to shake, afraid to let him go. He tipped his chin back, brushing his tears from his cheeks. He kissed him gently, then hugged him tightly before he walked around the wall, sitting down next to Dylan. He kept a little ways away, but didn't want to accidentally bump into Mat.

"This is like life and death. I swear Heaven must be like this.." He didn't know what it was like, had just been sent here to wander around as a broken spirit. He clung to Dylan, keeping as close to him as he could get.