They Are Not Alone

Title: They Are Not Alone.
Author: Me.
Main Fandom: The Covenant.
Disclaimer: Don't Own It. Any and all Ocs of both genders and all species ARE mine.
Note: Lucy (a girl Reid saved) is an OC.
Main Pairing: Reid/Tyler.
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Prologue:

Reid looked at the unconscious Pogue on the hospital bed, sighing heavily, debating his option. He knew that he shouldn't do it, but at the same time, while it was their only (at the moment) option, he had to. He absolutely had to. He took his cellphone out of his pocket and looked at it. He left the one that Caleb had given him at the dorm. This was a different one, given to him by a sweet 14 year old girl name Lucy. A girl he had saved and nobody but Tyler believed him about it. He looked from the phone up to Pogue again, wondering, 'Should I do it? Like Caleb, he was so damn ready to believe that I...'. He shook his head and sighed, hanging his head. He had to do it, there was no other choice. He turned on the phone, chuckling at the starting tone.

“Whattya doin'?” Tyler yawned.
Reid looked up, hoping that at least Tyler would take his side with this, cause he knew that Pogue was...at the moment...unable to.

“Is that the phone Lucy gave you?”
Reid chuckled and nodded.

“Yeah. Her mom had just bought it for her that morning and she gave it to me as a thank you...”
“That was sweet of her...”
Tyler smiled at the rare and genuine smile on Reid's face. He always smiled like that when he thought or spoke of Lucy. The funny thing was that Lucy was the bitch Kira's little sister. Kira and Reid put on a front after that, though Reid still thought he could take Abbott if he started any shit over any association of any kind that he and Kira might have had.

“She had just finished customizing it a few minutes before...”
He shook his head. It still bothered him to think about what happened to Lucy. She was just riding on her bike when she was broad sided by a drunk driver. If he hadn't of been walking down that stretch of road when he had, Lucy would be dead. He had to Use to keep her alive long enough for the ambulance to reach them, though he put his sunglasses on to hide the completely black gaze from people, though Lucy saw it. And surprisingly, the sweetie didn't say a word about it...to anybody. But what surprised the Grand Master when he felt Reid Using, was that it didn't affect Reid in any way. Which made the man search his library, eventually checking his own B.O.T.D. and found a loophole to Using. *Only Selfless Use of The Power will not age the User.* Tyler put his hand on his friend's shoulder.

“What are you going to do with it?”
Reid looked at Tyler seriously.

“Lucy borrowed it a couple of months ago,” Reid started, watching Tyler nodding, hinting that he remembered that time, “she started a phone tree for me...if something should happen to one of us,” he gestured to Pogue, “like this...”
Tyler laid his head on Reid's shoulder and Reid leaned his head on Baby Boy's head.

“Call the first number on the list,” He continued, “tell them what happened and it will start a ripple effect of sorts. The first person will call the second, the second calls the third, and so on. And within twenty four hours of the first call, Ipswich would be...invaded, so to speak. Every person on this list, Lucy trusts with her life.”
Tyler looked up at Reid and smiled softly.

“Pogue would do it for any of us,” Tyler told his friend, “so do it for him.”
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Chapter One: The First Call: (batman begins)


The phone rang and when the person answered, Reid felt just a little bit better.

“Hello?” said an older sounding British voice.
“Is this Alfred Pennyworth?” Reid asked.
Reid could hear the pause.

“Who may I ask is this?” Alfred said after a moment.
Reid sighed in relief.

“This is Reid, a friend of Lucy's,” He told the man.
He heard Alfred almost gasp.

“Is she alright? I heard of her accident...”
“Lucy's fine, a little banged up, but it's almost all fully healed.”
Alfred let out a breath he didn't know he held in.

“May I ask why you are calling?”
“Lucy started a phone tree for me, your personal number was at the top.”
Alfred gulped inaudibly.

“One of yours was attacked?”
“Yes. The Fifth Son has returned and has put one of ours in the hospital, only after putting his girlfriend there.”
“What did he do to her?”
“A spell of creation. Spiders.”
Alfred remembered reading about that. His brother was a First son. And the Ipswich Sons were legendary, especially these boys.

“Which son was hospitalized?” He asked after standing from his chair a little shakily.
Reid sighed heavily and paused for a moment.

“The Second. Pogue,” He replied softly, his voice cracking a little.
Alfred walked the length from his rooms to the Bat Cave without even looking up, not surprised that Bruce was there.

“Alfred...” Bruce started, stopping when Alfred held a hand up, walking over to one of the computers.
“Can you send me the numbers?” He asked, “I'll make sure that the others get them.”
Bruce could hear a young man's voice on the other end, giving off numbers that Alfred typed into the computer, each one automatically coming up with a name. Bruce was a little confused, but not until he saw that each number entered itself into Lucy's file. When Alfred hung up the phone, the questions began.

“What the hell is going on?” He asked, sitting down by his oldest friend and butler.
Alfred sighed heavily and waited for the numbers to finish loading themselves into Lucy's file.

“Your cousin gave the Third Son of Ipswich the phone tree, Master Bruce.”
Bruce's brows furrowed.

“Why?”
“Because young Reid saved her. He Used his Power to keep her alive until the ambulance arrived.”
Bruce's eyes went wide in realization.

“The Fifth Son of Ipswich has returned, Master Bruce,” Alfred said softly, “and has put the Second Son and his girlfriend in the hospital. He wants the First Son to Will him his Power...and as young Reid told me, there is no chance that young Caleb will do such a thing...”
“I can hear the 'but', Alfred,” Bruce said softly, leaning toward the older man.
“The Fifth Son threatened to kill young Caleb's mother, girlfriend, the other Sons and their families...”
“Well, shit....”
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Chapter Two: Bruce Calls The Second: (Supernatural):


Dean looked at his phone is disbelief when it rang. Only one person could possibly have that ring tone, his mother's godson...Bruce Wayne.

“Yeah?” Dean answered.
“Dean Winchester?” said a voice.
“Bruce or Alfred?” He guessed.
The man on the other line chuckled.

“Bruce.”
“Cool...what's up? I mean, you wouldn't call for nothing...”
“The Second Son of Ipswich was hospitalized...”
Dean cursed a blue streak, which woke his brother.

“What happened to him?” Dean asked.
“The Fifth Son returned and attacked him. He used a spell of Creation, spiders specifically, on the Second Son's girlfriend. And he has threatened to kill everyone dear to the First Son, should young Caleb not Will him his Power after his Ascension.”
“Shit...”
Alfred chuckled. It was what young Master Bruce had said himself.
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Reid laid back on the soft and comfortable bed. Tyler had drove him home after he hung up with Alfred and it would be an understatement that Caleb was pissed that Reid made the call. But the Grand Master called Caleb, Caleb had gotten pissy with him, and the Grand Master told him off. Then told him why.

“Reid?”
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Note: Other Fandom Cameos are as follows: Harry Potter (Luna Lovegood and The Weasleys), Anita Blake (Narcissus & crew + Nathaniel and Micah)...but right at the moment, I am about to write my first slash scene.
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Reid looked up and saw nude, but towel wrapped, Tyler standing in front of him.

“Are you alright?”
Reid nodded, though his eyes were a little wide with the steaming, damp, warm, naked....He shook his head and closed his eyes, hoping to get the visions of a wet, naked, rumpled Tyler...'Damn it!' He cursed to himself.

“I'm fine, Baby Boy,” Reid sighed, laying back once more, his arm now covering his eyes.
Tyler raised his brow at Reid, shaking his head. Then he smirked when he had an idea. He was tired of Reid stepping around him all the time. He dropped the towel onto the bed, by Reid's head, hearing the slight gasp his friend, and hopefully future Partner, made. He knew that Reid would look at him at some point, it was all a matter of time, but at that moment, Tyler wasn't feeling very patient. He padded silently to the other side of the bed, snickering silently. He could tell that Reid was following his every movement. He took his hair dryer out of the bottom drawer next to the bed. When he leaned down, he could hear Reid whimper. And before Reid could react Tyler had Used to make the young man's pants disappear and sank himself down onto a rock hard erection. Reid's eyes snapped open and he sat up, putting an arm around the impaled and aroused Tyler.


“Wha...” Reid said shakily, his breath ragged.
Tyler smiled at him and wiggled his hips, just a little, his own eyes rolling into his head when his prostate was hit. Reid kept Tyler pressed tight against him, trapping Tyler's own erection between them, making the younger of the two gasp.
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“How ya doing on arrangements, Sammy?” Dean asked his brother.
Sam Winchester rolled his eyes and ignored his brother, turning back to the laptop.

“There's a flight to Ipswich at 3,” He told Dean, “I booked that. Alfred said that Bruce is paying for it, so we get to sit in first class.”
Dean smiled and laid back on the twin bed facing his brother.
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Tyler's arms were now wrapped around Reid's neck, his legs around the older boy's hips. They were rocking back and forth, slowly but surely. Their lips were locked together, one of Reid's arms around Tyler's hips, while a hand was on his back, fingers splayed out. Tyler whimpered when his prostate hit with a slow rocking motion from Reid, making the elder of the two groan when Tyler just seemed to tighten around him.

“Baby Boy...” He groaned against Tyler's lips.
Tyler bounced in Reid's lap, a sharp gasp elicited from both of them. Reid leaned back against the head of the bed, his hands gripping Tyler's hips, guiding the younger in an age-old up and down rocking rhythm, one that stroked poor Tyler's prostate in the most delicious of ways. Reid's bright blue eyes stayed wide open and locked on Tyler's warm chocolate gaze, his gaze occasionally running to Tyler's open mouth as the younger mewled and whimpered. Reid wanted more than to throw Tyler on his back and pound Baby Boy's tight little ass, but...well, he didn't. He kept his hands on Tyler's hips while he watched him move, watched him touch himself.

“You make quite a picture,” Reid chuckled, moving a lock of limp, wet hair from Tyler's face.
Tyler smiled, his lustful eyes rolling up into his head as he bounced a little faster, squeezing Reid a littler harder.
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Caleb sat with Pogue, talking to the younger boy, seeing as he had woke not long ago. Both had felt Tyler use, wondering why he had done it, cause he barely ever used as it was.

“What could he have been doing?” Caleb wondered, shivering at the pleasurable chill that went up his spine.
Pogue laughed, his laughter cracked and gravelly.

“More like who,” Pogue hinted.
Caleb's eyes went wide with realization.
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Tyler leaned forward, groaning at the brush to his prostate, and kissed Reid, continuing to kiss him as he put his hands on either side of Reid's head while the elder pounded into him.

“I....” Tyler moaned, “think that...” his head lulled back, “Caleb and...” he rode Reid hard, “Pogue can...”
Reid kissed Tyler, effectively shutting him up for that little moment. He didn't really want to think about the other two at that moment, wanting more to feel Tyler around him as they came.

“Oh, they can feel it,” Reid groaned, feeling close.
Tyler rode him hard, his prostate getting hit with every rock and thrust. He opened his mouth to speak and came with a keening moan. A keening moan that seemed to 'carry' to the ears of Pogue and Caleb. Reid followed him, kissing the younger boy softly.