(FINN'S POV)
Hank gave me a plan. He somehow got a map of the whole underground of the jail. We came up with a plan.
Nighttime came, and it was our time to shine. I looked at the clock in my cell. 12:00 exactly. Time to make my move.
I take a spoon out from under my mattress where I got from the cafeteria. I start digging, and in no time, I came across the box.
I pulled it out of the ground and opened it, revealing the key to all of the cells.
I grin as I get mine open, and I walk over to Hank's to get his open. Once we were both out, we started moving.
When we knew there weren't any guards around, we came to a vent.
"Open it." Hank whispered. I nodded and took the spoon, putting it into the screws, opening the vent.
I crawl in first, soon to be joined by Hank behind me. He closes it behind us.
In an hour, we were finally out. We made our way around the police outside of the building and snuck off to find Fiona's house.
(FIONA'S POV)
I heard rocks tapping against my window. I moan and turn over, trying to ignore them. After a while they stopped, but then I heard a knock.
"What the hell?" I look up to see Finn outside my window. I stand up, looking at him. "F-Finn?" I couldn't believe it. It was actually him.
I opened the window and he crawled inside.
"Fiona, it's me." I started to cry. I had these dreams every night.
"Stay away from me. I know this is a dream. Stop haunting me, you're just going to give me more sleepless nights." I say, getting back into bed.
"I'll show you this isn't a dream." Finn crawled up beside me, putting his arms around my waist. "When you wake up, you'll see." He whispers into my ear.
I close my eyes, knowing this couldn't be real.
**TIME SKIP THROUGH THE NIGHT**
I woke up to breathing on my neck. I jumped off my bed, waking whoever was on it.
"Who are you and what the hell are you doing in my room?" I take out my pocket knife.
"Fi, it's me." I saw Finn looking into my eyes. I dropped the knife and ran to him to hug him.
"What are you doing here? Aren't you in jail?" His eyes narrowed.
"Well... technically, I'm supposed to be in jail. But Hank helped me break out. I couldn't wait another 10 years or more to hold you in my arms again. It would be impossible for me." He hugged me and fell to the floor.
"Finn..." I hug him back, speechless.
"When you turn 18, we can move somewhere where nobody can find us. We just have to hide me until then okay?" He says, not letting go of me.
"Okay." I wrap my legs around him and squeezed him.
