Stopping at the railing across from the warehouse, Kitt stood with one foot braced against the low cement wall that supported the metal beams.  Michael was with Bonnie and Justin having some new feature installed in the car. For the moment it didn't hold any interest for Kitt.  It had been quite some time since he had stood in this spot, watching the tankers drift along the water in the distance, occasionally hearing their low call.

    Nick and Karr had just left, called away by another mysterious client, leaving Kitt alone with his thoughts.  He didn't get much time to himself, nor did he feel the need often.  Yet standing alone, feeling the gentle pressure of his brother, hearing the echoes of his lover's conversation, he felt a contentment he had not experienced in sometime.

    It was here that he had made the final decision to move from the car. With all the heartache and fussing beforehand, he was ever so grateful to those that had listened to his fears and had patiently given him advice.

    He still remembered the shy smile on Michael's face when he had opened his eyes again for the first time.  Swan had left them alone in her lab, knowing that all was well and Kitt would 'awaken' once he was ready. Michael was sitting on the edge of the workbench in the diagnostic area. He clearly saw the happy tears in Michael's eyes as he sat up. It had been so long since they had touched on a physical level.  Sure Michael had touched the car, caressed his skin, but he had not been able to return the gesture.  He had reached out with a shaking hand, placing it against Michael's cheek, surprised as the single tear rolled over his palm.  Slowly, regaining the feel for the android body, Kitt had shifted to hang his legs over the edge, then gathered his lover into his arms and held him, smiling, his ownemotions rising to the top as Michael, gently at first, slid his arms around Kitt's waist, then tightened the embrace.

    To this day he had no recollection of how long they sat holding each other, reveling in having that ability once more.

    Dropping to lean his elbows on the railing, as the wind tugged at his shirt and blew his hair into his face, Kitt could still feel Michael's arms around him, holding him, loving him.  He could still feel the warmth of Michael's body against him, the strength of the arms tightly wrapped around him that day.  Smiling at the memory, he sent a wave of love across the link.