Fin simply nodded. "Lee...he needs help getting back, too. He looks drained and dizzy." With a frown, he added. "Maybe you could carry him in his smaller form?"

"I'll carry you both if I have to," Jack said with conviction. "One little Unicorn I can definitely handle." The hazel-eyed teen stuck his hands out, feeling the air like a blind man. "Come here, baby. Are you okay?"

It took a lot of effort for Lee to shift back into his equine form. But once he did, he leaned heavily against the side of Jack's leg. "So tired and sleepy, Jack." He mumbled.

"There you are." Jack patted Lee gently, getting a mental image of how he was oriented.

The olive-skinned teen leaned over and swept the soft little Unicorn into his arms. Lee tucked his head over his lover's shoulder and let out an exhausted sigh.

"I got you now," Jack soothed. "Is he okay Fin? Hell, are you okay? Shit, maybe you need an ambulance instead of going up to the room. I'm not fucking thinking. And we need to call the cops."

"He's fine, just exhausted. And I actually feel better now physically than when we even arrived, Lee can sure heal." Fin responded as he patted himself in disbelief. "The way I look right now? I don't think the cops would even believe that Dale tried anything with me." Another frown formed on his face. "I just...want to get back to the room." He insisted, rubbing his arms.

"Okay, then." Jack nodded toward the side of the building, away from where they'd come in through the gate. "I think the door is that way."

Jack ignored Dale's slumped form as they walked by, but Fin couldn't help casting a troubled glance in his direction as they rounded the building and made their way to the side entrance. Fin fumbled for his card key, but they made it inside and up the elevator without running into anyone. Their luck held, and the hallway to their room was empty, too. Only when they were safely inside their adjoining rooms did Jack's shoulders finally relax a little.

Jack gently set Lee in the middle of his bed before turning to Fin and pulling him into a hug.

"I'm so fucking sorry," Jack's voice cracked. "I should never have left you alone with so many bastards around. And then when I came back and you were gone...I still wasn't worried. I should have known something was wrong."

Fin hugged Jack back tightly, his eyes closing as he reveled in his warmth. "It's not your fault. How could you have even known? I mean, I only went outside for a little fresh air. Someone had spiked the punch. Dale was drunk, too." He explained. "He got really violent."

"Please, can you tell me what he did?" Jack asked softly. "The rocks..."

Fin's fingers dug a little too sharply into Jack's skin for a moment before he eased back a bit. "He tried to come onto me. I told him I was seeing Alistair but he wouldn't believe me and tried to kiss me. I bit his tongue and he became violent. Pinned me to the bench, but I kneed him in the crotch and tried to run, but he caught me again and kept beating me...I didn't feel the rock on my hands until Lee lifted it off. I did feel the one on my…my crotch, though." His voice fell to a whisper towards the end.

"Lee should have let me kill him." Jack hugged his best friend close. "You say the word and I'll go back and finish that fucker off."

Fin shook his head. "He's not worth it, Jack. He's just not worth it." He insisted as he tried to control his shaking. "Besides...you stopped him before he could do any more damage."

"What can I do for you?" Jack's eyes were drawn to the big tub on one side of the room. "Do you want a bath in the fancy tub?"

Fin was still in shock, though he tried not to show it. He sent Jack a strained smile, feeling guilty and sheepish about what he wanted.

"Yeah, I think I'll take a quick bath and go to bed." He said as he walked towards the door that connected both rooms. "I...I want to see Alistair right now." He finished in a whisper.

"Can I run the water and take your messed up clothes?" Jack asked, looking for some way to help.

The teen took hold of his own elbows with a frown, his gaze falling briefly on the Unicorn who had passed out on Jack's bed, before conceding with a nod as he led the way to the tub. He planned to thank Lee at the first opportunity the following morning.

"Jack..." He said, seeking out the other teenager's hazel eyes. "...thank you."

"I love you, man." Jack squeezed Fin's shoulder as he turned on the tub. "I'm always here for you, for anything."

The brunet sat on the edge of the tub with his back to Fin to give him a little privacy to change.

Fin felt a wave of sadness as he pulled off his jacket and saw how badly his shirt was ruined. His father had worked long hours to buy him the suit. Fin had argued for a rental, but his dad insisted that owning a suit would make for a cherished memory. Now, seeing part of it destroyed, Fin felt awful. He forced the feelings down as he undressed and stepped into the tub, knowing that if he started crying, he might not be able to stop.

Once Fin was settled in the tub, Jack quietly gathered up the suit Fin had worn and slipped out through their adjoining door.

"If you need me for anything at all…" Jack hesitated in the doorway.

Fin nodded as he leaned back in the tub. "I'll get you. I promise."

"Okay. I'll be over here taking care of my invisible boyfriend." Jack smiled gently and let the door click shut behind him.

The tub filled quickly. When it was deep enough, Fin pinched his nose and dipped his head back to wash his hair. Bathing felt mechanical. He rushed through the motions, then stepped out to dry off.

After getting dressed, Fin crawled into bed and stared at the ceiling. The day had been a whirlwind of highs and lows, excitement and fear. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and tried to will himself to sleep—but it was at least an hour before rest finally came.

Alistair was there waiting for him. The tall nightmare swept the younger man into his arms, smiling.

"I thought you'd never get here." Alistair kissed Fin gently. "The party must have been wonderful to keep you up so late. I missed you, but I'm glad you enjoyed yourself with your classmates."

Warmth flooded Fin as Alistair gathered him in his arms. Tears welled in Fin’s eyes, and he could only get one sentence out before his throat closed up.

"I'm sorry, please don't ask me anything until I can speak again!" He mewled as he found himself clinging to the older man and sobbing.

Alistair's eyes widened. He held Fin close and summoned a gigantic soft beanbag chair, which was Fin's favorite. The nightmare let itself fall backwards onto it. The velvety fabric cocooned them gently. Alistair wrapped himself protectively around Fin and rubbed soothing circles on his back.

Fin sobbed until nothing was left. By the end, he hiccuped and drew shaky breaths, wiping at his damp face.

"I-I'm s-sorry!" Fin hiccuped.

"You have nothing to apologize for," Alistair murmured, stroking Fin’s platinum hair from his face. "There’s nowhere I’d rather be than right here, holding you." He longed to know what had happened tonight, but didn’t want to push Fin further.

Fin took another shuddering breath as yet another hiccough fell from his lips. "P-Prom was going s-so well." He began explaining. "J-Jack and I danced and had fun and even received awards...b-but then, the prom king assaulted me. I f-fought him back the best I could, but he beat me up pretty bad..."

Alistair couldn't even speak for a moment; he was so horrified. He hadn't expected this kind of news. His hands and eyes raked over every inch of Fin. "Where are you hurt?" he asked urgently. "I can come through the portal and bring a healer."

Fin shook his head. "No, Lee healed me all up. H-He found me and brought Jack over before it was too late. Jack fought him off and Lee ended up pretty exhausted. I-I'm fine now." He continued to explain, his voice falling to a whisper. "But, it was too close for comfort. I thought he would take me before I could give myself to you..."

"Thank the gods for Lee and your friend Jack." Alistair drew Fin back into his arms. "Is Jack alright?"

Fin nodded. "For the most part, he's fine. Just really worried about me. But all I could think about was seeing you." He dropped his forehead onto Alistair's shoulder. "That was selfish of me..."

"It means everything that you thought of me," Alistair whispered, pressing a kiss to Fin's temple. "I'm so sorry I wasn't there to protect you." His voice dropped to a low, dangerous tone. "I'd have killed him before he ever touched you."

Fin shook his head frantically. "It's not worth it. H-He's not worth it." The teenager insisted as he snuggled back against Alistair. "Four more months...just four more months and I'll be able to see you in person."

"And then I can protect you myself," Alistair murmured, burying his face in Fin's soft blond hair.

Fin let out a soft sigh as tension left his body. His eyelids drooped as he drifted into peaceful sleep. "Love you, Alistair," he whispered, just as his eyes closed.

"I love you, too," Alistair whispered as Fin drifted into a dreamless sleep. The teen didn't notice when the nightmare's cobalt jewel eyes began to glow. "And I vow that the one who hurt you will suffer...tremendously."