A/N: HAPPY HALLOWEEN! I actually am writing this the night before, but I hope to be able to have this posted on Halloween. So I just got done rereading the Hush, Hush series by Becca Fitzpatrick and love it even more. Anyways, I was inspired to write a story on Patch and Nora. I love them so much! So, with that in mind, enjoy, R&R and let me know if there are any stories about these 2 that you would like! Thanks!

P.S. Patch is a Fallen Angel in this story and this doesn't specifically come during or after or between any of the books.

P.P.S. All right belong to Becca Fitzpatrick and stuff…. walks away mumbling how unfair it is*

AMM

~Nora's POV~

"Vee, I don't want to be a zombie! I was a zombie queen last year and a zombie doll 2 years ago. I am not going to be a zombie this year!"

"Well then, what do you want to be?"

"Ummm…."

"What's your favorite thing?"

My mind immediately thinks to Patch. Hopefully he's not invading my mind or something right now because thoughts like that will boost his already swollen ego. But what is Patch? A fallen angel….

"I know!" I say a little to enthusiastically.

"Well, what is it?" Vee asks.

"I want to be a fallen angel." I think of how I've been yearning for our relationship to go further but there hasn't been time or we get interrupted. "One of the skimpy, sexy little things." I add.

"Really? You want to be a fallen angel, of all things? And sexy too? Wait, did Patch somehow talk you into this? Is this what he wanted so that he could get laid?"

"What? No! Patch doesn't even know I'm dressing up this year. So far, he thinks I'm staying at home to give out treats to the 10 kids that come around every year. I read….a book! Yeah, a book about fallen angels and they seem like sexy, beautiful things!"

"Fine by me! If you want to finally show how gorgeous you are," I start blushing, realizing what all I've said and asked to be," then I will definitely help!"

"Ok," I whisper.

"Ok!" Vee yells, grabbing my hand as we go to look for my costume.

(That night….)

"See you later, Babe!" Vee yells as she pulls out of my driveway. I wave then walk back in my house. Patch is working late tonight so I don't expect to see him anytime soon.

I walk upstairs to where I put all my bags down from my little shopping spree that I had today looking for my costume. None of the outfits that any place had were what I wanted. They all would've made me look gothic and I'm not going for the gothic look. So Vee and I decided to but separate items and make my costume that way. I start pulling all the pieces out of the bags that were lying on my bed and lay the pieces of my costume out on the bed.

The outfit lying on my bed looked a lot skimpier now then it did in the store. Oh, God. I went over to my drawers and pulled out the black and silver lace lingerie set that Patch had bought me as a joke for Valentine's Day back in February. Little did he know; he happened to guess right on the size or I must've told him sometime? I pull the lingerie out and walk over and lay it on the bed.

My costume was a small, skintight black dress that hit me mid-thigh and had thin straps. I had ripped tights, sparkly, black combat boots, fingerless gloves that were fishnet and reached all the way up to right under my elbow. I was going to ask Patch to borrow an old leather jacket that he wouldn't mind me gluing the black sparkly wings too. I hope and pray that Patch will give up staying away from me and not giving in to what we both want when he sees me in this.

Speaking of Patch, I hear the front door open and close and a familiar voice shout, "Angel!"

"Upstairs!" I yell, my eyes darting to the clock on my nightstand and realizing that it was 10:30. "Already?" I whisper to myself. Then I hear footsteps coming up the stairs and quickly grab all my stuff and throw it in to a random drawer.

"Angel?" Patch asks as he steps into my room.

"Yes?" I ask, turning around.

Patch walks up to me and does his signature fox grin. He puts his hands on my waist and pulls me to him. I breathe in his scent and smile back at him, looking up and having steel gray meeting starless night black. I stare into his eyes, getting lost in them until he speaks, his voice low and rough. "I saw some not very innocent thoughts in your head, Angel."

Then an image pops up in my head of Patch laying on top of me, having his shirt off, but his pants on, but I'm lying underneath him with just my panties and bra on. He's kissing my neck and I'm moaning. Then I feel Patch's real lips covering mine as the passionate and sensual slide of our tongues begins.

He pulls back when we are both gasping for breath. "Angel," he pants.

"Yeah?" I pant back.

"Would you like to go to a Halloween party with me at Bo's tomorrow night and you can spend the night afterwards?" he asks, walking me backwards till I'm up against a wall.

I close my eyes and smile, my costume coming to mind.

I'd love to see this costume you keep thinking about. Patch whispers in my head.

"Of course, I would love to go." I say smiling up at him and trying to look innocent.

"Great, wasn't going to give you much of an option anyways. I'll be over to pick you up around 7:30." He says.

"Ok," I say as I lean forward to kiss him again. He smiles against my lips and kisses me back. Then he pulls away. "I have to go now, Angel." He leans forward to kiss me again, but I pull away. "Wait, what are you going to be?"

"I think I'm going to be a biker or something. Just something I already have clothes for." He leans forward to kiss me again, but I lean back even more.

"What now?"

"Uh, really quick. Do you have an old leather jacket I could use and that you wouldn't mind me taping something to?" I ask as he starts kissing down my neck.

"I might have one. I'll bring it by tomorrow afternoon." He says against my neck.

"Ok," I say as I hook my fingers under his chin and pull it up to my face. I lean forward and kiss him once more before he pulls back and starts to leave. "Goodbye Angel." He says and then he's gone.

Vee is going to want to hear about this.