It wasn't really new that Javier sang along on the campfire, words and sounds filled with wolvish whistles or gnaws, just the way Mexicans do. It was beautiful, almost heart warming..

However, now his songs didn't taste the same.

After what happened in Guarma and with Dutch's demise, Javier had changed heavily; The sweet Mexican charming man that YOU knew was gone, and it was a wonder if he would get back or not. Now, there weren't really any special occasions within the gang — Not after Kieran, Sean, Molly, Lenny and Hosea died months ago.. Molly only some days, but the distrust in the gang was heavy.

However maybe you could forget that for this night.. Just once.

Javier had come to love you much time, he sang beautiful love songs to you and always found his way into your heart. Of course, that all on silence, hidden from the faces of society and the gang, surprisingly. Because Javier was bisexual, what a surprise? I mean, he had a preference with women but you? You were his sun.

Now, back to this night.

Javier sat down on a coat Infront do the main fire in Beaver Hollow, many gang members already sleeping or out on guard. He was gently passing a finger across the cords, every single one of them were ones you could easily remember from that love song he sang to you the night after Sean's "Welcome back" party: "El Coyotito Loco De Amor", it was called.

You sat across him on a log, the heavy silence only filled by the gentle sounds of that guitar Javier USED to always touch. Not now, because this wasn't your charming man, but this was the shell of someone who really took a beating back in Guarma.. That's why you two didn't really get together these new nights, were the distrust was ruling over this solemn camp.

But in his eyes, it was still written by the stars the name of his love:

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