Spoilers for Remembrance.
A Brother's Touch
by Becky
February 1999Door slamming shut, the young boy stumbled into his room. He thinks I'm a freak! A freak! A sob caught in his throat. He slumped onto his bed, back to the door.
A knock. "Jimmy?"
Jimmy answered his younger brother's hesitant plea. "Come in, Stevie."
The door creaked open. "Dad says I'm not supposed to--"
"Okay."
A few moments later, the mattress sunk a little. A small arm wrapped around his waist as his brother leaned against him. "It'll be okay, Jimmy."
The young sentinel hesitated a moment, then draped his arm over Stevie's shoulders, absorbing the comforting warmth. "Yeah."
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