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Getting ready.

I set an alarm for 3:30 AM. 
Excessive, maybe. Necessary, 100%.

I'm meeting Finn's Family! I need to make a good impression. I had a dream last night that I didn't, and they kicked me out. 

"Good morning, Gorgeous." Finn whispers, kissing my nose. I blush. He'd called me 'gorgeous' last night. A lot. 

We didn't get very far. We kissed. His teeth playfully bit my lip, asking for entrance. I'd resisted, at first. But, he'd lay down, me on top of him. He asked again. I said yes. His hands traveled up my shirt. Tugged at the hem. Asking. Not demanding. But my PTSD reacted first. "Fender" it whispered. Finn was fine with it. He understood. 

"How are you not mad?" I'd asked.

"Why would I be? I just had a hot makeout session with my gorgeous Princess. There is nothing I could be mad about right now." He told me. He was grinning like he'd just won the lottery.

I smile. Finn is trying to go back to sleep, eyes closed, but I'm not letting that happen.

"Finn," I kiss his nose. "Wake up." His lips. "I need your help getting dressed." That works. His eyes shot open, and he blushes.

"What?" He asks, flustered.

"I need you to help me pick a dress. Then help me zip it up. Then help me find shoes." I spell it out for him. He sits up to look at me.

"I thought, I, You, uh. Yeah. Okay." He stammers. I laugh. "Are you sure you want to wear a dress? It's, like, really cold in Toronto." He tells me.

"Oh crap. You have a point." I say. Finn laughs, and I start to think. I run to my closet.

"NO!" I yell when Finn tries to follow me. "We're keeping our gifts for each other in our closets. Go sit your cute butt down. I'll bring some different options." I tell him. He smirks.

"Did you just call my butt 'cute'?" He teases. I playfully push him away.

"Don't push your luck, Wolfhard." I warn, then run to my closet, closing the door behind me.

"So many clothes. I'm going to kill Cymie." I say to myself, then I hear Finn's voice behind the door.

Hey Nick. ..........

Yeah, Abbie set an alarm for 3:30. .................

Yeah maybe, but she wants to make a good impression. ................

Exactly................

Yeah, they do.................

No, She's not. She's not a charity case. to anyone, especially me.  I love her, Nick. I do. And if Mom and Dad don't, then that's their problem. She makes me happy. I'm not gonna stop seeing her.  She's amazing and gorgeous and-....

what?...

NICK! NO!....

We're taking it slow. I respect her. I love her. I'm never gonna go farther than she wants me to. .....

No,....

Yeah,....

NO! Hide them......

Burn them....

Anything Nick, just don't let her get the baby pictures out.....

UGHHHHHH...

Nah, she's trying to find something to wear........

Hey Nick?...

I know that Mom and Dad are gonna like her, But I don't want them... I don't want them to feel bad for her. that part of her life is over. She knows that she's safe now. that nothing is going to happen to her.......