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Title: Silence, Continued
Author: BRB_rope
Summary: Sequel to 'Aliens Made Them Do it Except Kevin Said No'. Gwen confronts Kevin about the aftermath of their escape from Albedo.
Word Count: 4,212
Rating: Teen/Mature
Pairing: Kevin/Ben, referenced Gwen/Kevin
Warnings: Discussion of Alien Sex?
Disclaimer: Standard disclaimers apply. Not mine, no profit, just borrowing from Men of Action
Authors Note: Not as dark as the first fic, more of a Kevin character study.

Silence Kills
~Anon

“So are you avoiding Ben-” Gwen asked as she walked into Kevin’s garage, where he laying on his back, working on the underside of his Camaro. “-Or is my idiot cousin avoiding you?”

Kevin slid out from under his car and looked at her, lifting his head from the mechanic's creeper he was laying on. Arms crossed, one hip cocked, one arching eyebrow, she was the perfect picture of a woman who was Not To Be Messed With. “I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about.” He muttered, sliding back under the car. He really didn't want to be having this conversation. Ever. Especially not with Gwen.

Maybe if he was really lucky, she'd catch a hint and go away.

And maybe swine would fly through the air on jet packs.

... It could happen.

The creeper suddenly rolled backwards, pulling him back out from under his car again, Gwen glaring down at him. He stared back. "Talk."

"About what?" He shrugged back, feigning nonchalance.

"Things have been weird between the two of you ever since we got captured by Albedo." Her eyebrows came down in a scowl, wrinkling her forehead. "Ben hardly says anything any more, and even that goes away when you're around. He won't even look at you half the time! What the heck happened back there? Did you have a fight?"

"No." Kevin said, his voice coming out more weary than pissed than he would have preferred. "We didn't have a fight. Nothin' happened between us."

He realised a moment too late that was the wrong thing to say, as Gwen practically pounced on it. "Between you." She echoed, practically purring. "So what happened with Albedo? Neither of you will tell me how you got free."

"And we're gonna keep it that way." He said obstinately, rolling back under the car. Dammit, dammit, dammit.

Gwen pulled him back out, her jaw set stubbornly, but there was a worried look in her eyes that made his stomach curdle a little bit. "Talk to me." She repeated, her voice wavering slightly. "I need to know what happened."

He met her worried eyes, more yellow then Ben's vivid green. "No, you don't." He said evenly.

And then he shoved himself back under the car.

Gwen pulled him back out. This was starting to become an annoying game of tug-of-war. "Look." He growled. "Even if something did happen, we ain't tellin' ya."

"I can handle it!" She protested.

"Ben can't handle it." He spat back, his voice almost cracking with repressed anger.

"I'm not Ben!" Gwen practically shouted. They stared at each other for a minute. "I'm not Ben." She repeated. "I know how much you value his friendship-"

"Got nothin' ta do with it." He shook his head, scrambling to his feet, trying to get some distance between them. This tug-of-war was starting to make him dizzy.

"Then tell me!"

"No!"

"Please." Her voice shook slightly, then got louder as she got pissed off again as if realising that tears weren't going to get through to him. "The last thing before the walls came down was that Albedo was going to do something to Ben, then you stepped up. I don't care what happened, I need to know the truth!"

"No." He snarled back, the truth tangling his guts into snarled knots. He wanted to lash out at something, just thinking about it, but there was nothing for him to hit. The past was past, he couldn't anything about it now. Couldn't do anything to fix it now.

"KEVIN ETHAN LEVIN!" She glared at him, jaw thrust forward as her hands glowed pink, ready to pulverize him if she had to. "If I have to make you tell me, then so be it, I will!"

"Fine! You want the truth?!" He spat, blowing up as his temper getting the better of him. If she wanted it that bad, she could have it, consequences be damned. "You wanna hear that I got down on my knees and sucked his cock? And then I turned around and let him fuck me before I could figure out howta get us outta there? Is that what you wanted to hear?!"

Gwen covered her mouth with her suddenly non-glowing hands, rage replaced by horror as she took a step away from him. "Oh, Kevin..."

"Shut it." He growled, grabbing the rag out of his back pocket as he stalked away, needing some distance from her as he scrubbed the grease off his hands as he tried to calm his stomach. Before she did something, like tried to touch him. He didn't think he could deal with that right now. Dammit. "Fuckin' is fuckin'. Ain't like it hurt me none."

"But-" She faltered. "Didn't...."

He gripped the rag in his hand. In for a penny, in for a pound. He was already losing Ben, he might as lose them both at same time. Couldn't hurt anymore than the last time. "Look." He snapped. "About the time you hit puberty, 12 or 13, you probably had a crush on a boy down the street, right?"

"I... uh..." She seemed rather taken back by the change in subject. "John, in Karate class actually." She paused a moment before going on the defense. "Most everyone gets a crush on someone at that age. So what?"

"Yeah. And where was I then?"

"The...." She paused and started again. "The Null Void."

He chuckled darkly, the noise slightly strained. "It ain't like there's a lotta hot chicks in the Null Void, human or otherwise."

"...Oh."

There was a very long pause on her end. Kevin focused on his breathing and his rapidly beating heart. She wasn't shouting at him, freaking out or anything. That was a good sign, right?

Hah. He knew Gwen. It either came out right away, or she built up a major head of steam and then exploded, leaving little bits of wreckage in her wake. It was a matter of when, not if.

"So, that wasn't your first time." She ventured, sounding uncertain.

"No." He dared a glance back, wondering if he'd finally scared her away. Gwen had a contemplative expression on her face, like she was puzzling over a logic riddle and didn't have an understandable answer just yet. Not running. Yet. He wasn't sure if it was a good thing or not. "Not at all."

Humans were still exotic in outer space, and there had been some who had tried to pursued him into their bed for that reason. Some he'd agreed to, some he'd turned down. And with the exception of this last time, a good time was had by all. "It's always been my choice." He added, ignoring his own defensive tone.

"And this was your choice too?" She added, her voice tight and thick.

"It was a better choice than letting Albedo have Ben." He twisted the rag in his hands, bile rising thick and bitter in his throat at the mere thought of Albedo, doing that to Ben, touching Ben. No. It'd hardly been a choice at all, at least not for him. There was no way he was going to let Albedo act out his twisted little revenge on Ben.

Or Gwen.

He'd barely spared her a thought once he'd gotten Albedo to seal off her room. At least Ben had been mercifully unconscious at the beginning. If he'd only stayed that way, it would have been better for them, for all of them.

And then Ben had woken up and... Started screaming. Albedo had started taunting. And if Kevin hadn't been struggling to breathe at the time, the sounds Ben had made might have been a turn-on under better circumstances. As it had been, he just wanted it done and over with as fast as possible, to find some way to get them out of there. While the fire, the anger in his belly was still hot and raging.

Which hadn't quite worked that way. Ben's hesitant voice when Albedo left the room nearly undid him. He'd wanted to reassure Ben, tell him it was okay, comfort him. But if he'd done that, he wouldn't have been able to hold on to his own rage, his masks, do what he needed to do. And he couldn't do that with Ben's voice in his ear, the constant reminder that Ben was there, Ben was hurting.

In retrospect, sealing off Gwen may not have been the brightest move. Ben was used to being the high protector, the one who watched out for them, guarded their backs. Having them to comfort him and to be comforted might have been better than left with no distractions other than to watch.

Then Albedo came back, making him face Ben, as if he knew what would hurt them the most. Ben's muted whimper hurt worse than anything Albedo did to him, but Ben held on to his word, didn't say anything.

He'd done what he could to make it not as bad as Albedo fucked mindlessly, getting a bit of his own pleasure out of it. He'd felt a surge of triumph when he'd gotten his hands free, remembering a few fun times as he got himself off before Albedo. It'd been a bad move on his part, distracting Albedo away from getting off and back on to Ben.

Black, black rage had filled him as Albedo started talking, Ben in Albedo's place, fucking Kevin. Drugging Ben, making Ben wanting him until Kevin fucked him. He could see it, all too easily. In his private dreams for years, Ben wanting him, accepting him, lo- liking him. Albedo had taken those thoughts and twisted them, making dark, tarnished, perverted.

He'd lashed out, knocking Albedo out. It had taken quite a bit of effort not to continue hitting, to just stop. Only the thought that Ben wouldn't forgive him for killing anyone, not even an enemy, kept him from doing that. He wasn't the same person he used to be. He didn't hurt people just because he could.

He hurt, the pain a long forgotten ache in his backside as he cleaned himself up and gotten Ben free. Ben could hardly stand to look at him, responding monosyllable, his hands fisted at his sides.

They'd gotten Gwen free and gotten back to Earth, but Ben had continued his behaviour, unable to bring himself to look at Kevin, touch or talk to him. They still fought along side each other, but it wasn't the same as it had been previously. It hurt.

In saving Ben and Gwen, he'd lost them too.

"So...." Gwen ventured, her face twisted slightly in confusion. "You're... gay?

"Bi." He shrugged. "Omni, technically." He could read Wikipedia as easily as the next guy.

"Omni?"

"Species doesn't matter."

"Aliens?" Gwen made a face. "Ew. Gross"

"Uh... Gwen?" His eyebrow rose. Pot calling Kettle, this is Kettle speaking- "Who's yer Grandma again?"

"I... uh..." She paused, looking confused. "Oh. Grandma Verdona." Who was an Anodite, not human.

"Yeah." He nodded. "And what does that say about your Grandpa Max?"

"Oh. OH." Her face twisted up. "Ew. I so didn't need to think about my grandparents having sex."

"It's more common than ya realise." Kevin pointed out. "Think 'bout it, Plumber's Kids hafta come from somewhere."

"True." She paused, forehead wrinkled. "So... You like Ben's alien forms?"

"Azmuth does good work." Kevin shrugged. "Ben's good lookin' fer whatever species he is."

Gwen's mouth opened slightly and he belatedly realised that was probably a mistake to say. Then her face scrunched up again. "Echo Echo?"

Kevin smirked, crossing his arms over his chest. "Soundwaves can be fun." Vibrations in the right places... oh, yeah. And forget any twin fantasies... Six cute Sonorosians climbing all over him? Definitely. "Wouldn't wanna be fucked by a Vaxasaurian, but it'd still be interestin' ta play."

Giving a blowjob to a 12-foot tall or bigger dinosaur might not be possible, but handjobs might not be out of the question. In a bigger form, would probably have to wrap his limbs around Humongousaur's erection and ride him that way. Either way, it'd be fun to figure it out. It was a shame that Necrofriggians reproduced asexually though, although the freezing breath wasn't exactly a turn on.

"Ow, ow, ow, OW." She pressed her knees together as if to prevent the thought from happening. "Kevin!" Gwen snapped in her 'you're being a pervert' tone of voice.

"What? You asked." His smirk grew. She glared at him, her lower lip sticking out in a not quite pout. "I could go down the list, if you wanted." He offered helpfully. Ben had a lot of different forms, each with different abilities. Human Ben was good too.

Human Ben was dangerous to think about though. Because Ben was human most of the time. His other forms came out during fights, when there were other things to occupy Kevin's attention. After the fights, at night when he as by himself, then he could let his mind wonder down different tracks.

-Not that Gwen needed to know that.

"No, thank you." Gwen said sharply.

He shrugged, spreading his hands wide. "Now if we're done, if you'll excuse me-" He turned away to make a hasty escape while she was distracted.

He'd almost thought he'd have a clean getaway when she spoke up again. "You like me." Her voice was thoughtful. "But you're in love with Ben, aren't you?"

Kevin froze, his heart clenching up as if it was suddenly encased in a hand of ice. "I always wondered if everyone just thought it was a co-incidence that the Camaro's the same colour as Ben's favourite jacket." He drawled instead, not answering her question.

"You weren't surprised to see us when we met again." Gwen's analytical deductions continued. "You knew exactly who we were."

And they'd changed in the past five years too. "Yes."

"Ben's jacket went missing for three days a few months before we met you again." Gwen frowned thoughtfully. "We searched everywhere for it and then it suddenly re-appeared in his locker, the last place Ben could remember leaving it. I remember it being strange."

"I'd been on Earth for almost half a year before ya ran into me." Kevin admitted.

When he'd been wandering around in space, he'd ramble about what the first thing he'd do when he saw Ben Tennyson again would be. Punch him in the face. Kill him.

There was a reason why Incusion Emperor Milleous laughed when he found out that Kevin now traveled with the Ben. It was obvious to everyone else the real reason why Kevin was fixated on Ben, and it wasn't because he wanted to kill Ben. It wasn't until he first got back to Earth and tracked down Ben that it was obvious to Kevin as well.

He'd tracked Ben down to Bellwood, and his High School during a soccer match. Ben hadn't been easy to miss, being the star goalie. Kevin had almost burst into the middle of the field to take Ben down, but he'd learned a few things about patience in his time away and sat down to watch the game instead, deciding to lay in wait until after the game when there weren't as many people.

His plan had worked but it hadn't. Ben had been the last one off the field, staying after everyone else had drifted away with their friends and parents, staring up at the sky, soccer ball still cradled in his hands.

Ben was as lonely as he was.

Kevin had left. Later, he'd wondered if it was some sort of plot on Ben's part, if Ben had actually seen him. So he'd stopped by again later, just to keep an eye on Ben. The pattern repeated itself. Ben was popular, surrounded by people, but didn't actually have any close friends. Gwen had even bumped into him at one point but hadn't recognised him as she rushed to get to Karate class.

When he'd gotten the Camaro fixed up to the point that he could start working on the cosmetics instead of the engineering, there was only one colour in his head. He'd swiped Ben's jacket during a game to paint it the same green as Ben's jacket, same colour of the missing Omnitrix, same vibrant green as Ben's no longer golden eyes.

Sappy, but he was fond of that shade of green. He'd returned the jacket and at the time thought he'd gotten away with it. Even after he'd met up with Ben and Gwen again, neither of them had noticed that his car somehow matched Ben's standard outfit perfectly.

"Is this all a trick then, to get the Omnitrix?" Gwen demanded.

He couldn't help it, he laughed. "Far from it." He sneered. "I don't dare even touch it. It took me almost two years ta start lookin' human again." And then it was only because he'd hit puberty, started having growth spurts. Otherwise he would have been stuck in that twisted monstrous form for the rest of his life.

"Oh." Gwen's brows came down again. "Is that why you do what you do now? Absorb material?"

"Yeah." He reached over, touching the concrete bricks that made up the garage's walls. Limestone with traces of calcium, silicon and aluminium. Some gypsum. Sand, ash and water. All nice solid, stable materials. "Mass is harder than energy or life forms, but it's safer." He knew he could always turn human again.

"You don't channel electricity anymore." Gwen mused.

"The human brain and nervous system run on electricity." Kevin pointed out, absorbing enough of the concrete to turn his arm to stone. He flexed his fingers, clenching it into a loose fist, hearing the stone rub against each other. "Y'over ride that with fluctuating massive amounts of electricity and whaddya think happens to the brain?"

Gwen was the smart one, taking advanced classes in school, including psychiatry. Kevin had to have it spelled out to him while in the Null Void. "It'd become unstable." She finally concluded.

"One of the reasons I went psychotic when I was younger." He shrugged. Channelling too much electricity was not healthy for young growing boys. "Not sayin' it dismisses everythin' I did back then, but it explains some of it."

"So you really don't want the Omnitrix." Gwen said thoughtfully.

"Y'couldn't pay me ta touch it." He agreed, letting the stone form fade. "We done?"

"You still didn't answer my original question." She pinned him with a sharp green look. "Are you in love with Ben."

"Doesn't matter if I am or not." Kevin crossed his arms defensively across his chest. "None o' your business either way."

"It does when you've been flirting with me for the past several years." Gwen shot back.

He winced slightly. Okay, that he deserved. "I flirt with both of you." He retorted. "You flirt back. Ben never has."

"That's cause Ben's an idiot." Gwen said bluntly. "He wouldn't recognise someone flirting with him unless smacked with a clue stick."

"It's a good thing his girlfriend is really patient then, eh?" He drawled sarcastically.

".... Oh." Gwen startled slightly. She'd obviously forgotten about Julie.

"Yeah." He rubbed the back of his neck, feeling awkward. "I like... I like you, Gwen. I really do. Touching you is like... You feel like champagne. You're heady and bubbly and addictin' and stuff."

"Oh." She blushed, glancing downwards as her cheeks tinted pink. "And Ben?"

"Ben..." He faltered, not having the words. Ben was like jumping into a cool mountain stream on a hot day, the scent of pine forests on your nose and the sound of the wind and birdsong in your ears. When he'd touched Ben the first time they met, it'd felt like coming home. Like he'd found something, a missing piece he'd been looking for. Touching Ben felt... right. He felt good. Kevin shrugged helplessly.

Kevin's sense of touch wasn't like anyone else he'd ever run across. He picked up material compositions, electrical flows, so more than just temperature and texture. It was hard to explain to anyone else.

Being coated in Goop was the worst. Green slime all over the place wasn't actually that bad, as long as Ben wasn't using the acid. It was being covered in Ben and knowing he couldn't show any reaction to it that sucked.

"I wasn't tryin' ta lead you on." He added, glancing down. "I do like you. But I'm not what you're lookin' fer. M'safe, because I'm yer friend, but I'm never gonna fit in here on Earth. I didn't even know what a frikkin' corsage was before ya dragged me to that dance." Even when he'd been living here, he hadn't grown up like most everyone else did. There were a lot of little cultural things he didn't understand because he'd never experianced them.

Gwen was safe for him too. Because when given the choice between the smokin' redheaded babe with killer legs or the shy green-eyed guy with the cute smile, the 'normal thing' here on Earth was to go for the girl. Kevin didn't have a lot of 'normal' in his life.

It was kind of nice, to be able to live a fantasy for a little while.

"Yeah." Gwen nodded, wrapping her arms around her waist, hugging herself. "I've got kinda a thing for bad boys." She admitted, a crooked smile on her lips.

He smiled back. "I know." She also took after her Grandmother Verdona, who admitted that Kevin felt like Max, the same kind of aura. Which meant that Gwen probably was drawn to him in the first place because he was a mutant freak with a lot of latent ability. Not because him.

"You... You're being awful forthcoming with information today." Gwen's said, tilting her head to the side, long red hair brushing over her shoulder. "You're usually not this talkative about yourself."

"Go no reason not ta be." Kevin shrugged, barely hiding his bitterness. "Already scared Ben off. Might as well go two fer two, eh?" It wasn't likely that Gwen was going to be interested in continuing their flirtation now.

"You haven't scared me off yet." Gwen said, but it was shaky. "I'll talk to Ben, see about getting this straightened out-"

"Don't worry about it." He waved it off. "Y'guys told me before, ta get friends, y'gotta be a friend first." He smiled at her. "That's all m'tryin' ta do. Nothin' more, nothin' less."

"But-" Gwen started and he cut her off.

"Been thinkin' about headin' out for a bit anyway, talk to some old contacts." He said with more joviality than he felt. Get some new toys to replace the ones that had gotten damaged or missing.

To wish to be anything more than friends was stupid. Ben wasn't interested in anyone other than girls. And Kevin didn't want to think about going back to being less than friends again. Best course of action right now was probably to get some distance between them, give Ben some room. The universe was a big place, he could go wandering for years and never see the same place twice. He could make a clean break of it this time if he wanted to and not come back, if that's what Ben needed.

Becoming a Broker again wouldn't be a bad idea either, keep an ear out for possible invasions of Earth. And be an honest broker this time, no scams. He had a Plumbers badge now, one that was his, not just stolen or borrowed.

But he'd made a promise to Magister Labrid when he'd gotten the Plumber's Badge to watch out for Ben, guard his back. Which he couldn't do if he was in space.

... He'd figure it out. Anything was better than the current silence between them that sliced like knives, drawing invisible blood.

Gwen stared at him for a moment, then walked up, resting her hand on his shoulder and squeezing it. She felt dull and muted, not vibrant like she usually was. He'd hurt her too, without meaning to. "You're a good person, Kevin Levin." She said firmly. "Don't let anyone tell you otherwise."

"Yes, ma'am." Kevin said dutifully, wishing he could hug her, just to let her know it everything was going to be alright. He kept his hands at his sides. He didn't have that right, not right now.

She smiled at him, but it was a little watery and he knew that she'd be crying later. Possibly screaming and shouting that boys were dumb. He wished she had more friends than just Ben and himself. Her Mom was a good person, hopefully she'd bring Gwen ice cream or something. Do something girly to cheer her up.

Gwen patted him on the shoulder and walked back out the garage door without another word, her back tall and proud like the warrior she was. Kevin watched her leave before walking over and sitting down on his Camaro. He ran his fingers across the smooth green paint, feeling its familiar solid presence. Time for another spin through the car-wash, there was more dust on the green enamel than he liked.

Something small caught his eye and he turned, catching the shadow of what looked like either Echo Echo or a rabbit running by. He hesitated a minute. "Ben?" He questioned, wondering if Ben had been listening to the entire conversation.

Silence answered him.

Kevin went and closed the garage door.

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