Author's Note: I know this is like really, really, really late, but better late than never right? I finally got past writer's block and suddenly this whole chapter just poured out, so enjoy the epilogue (finally!)

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"Finn?" she called lightly into the apartment looking for her boyfriend. They'd both been so busy lately, she felt like she'd barely seen him even though they worked for the same company and she spent more nights in his bed than she did in her own. He'd recently returned from a special opportunity to have a match on a main roster show in Japan and he'd brought the NXT title back with him, something she couldn't be more proud of, but it only meant she'd seen him even less.

Juggling the two apartments wasn't helping. Somehow, even though she'd done it before, she felt like it consumed all of her extra energy. Finn was a fairly neat person, but he'd been gone a lot, and even though he didn't expect it of her, she'd stepped in and taken care of everything, plus she'd been working really hard to earn a title shot of her own.

"I'm back here," she heard from the back of the apartment. She followed the sound of his voice to the second back bedroom that he used primarily as a sort of art studio and workspace. It was also where he often worked on his current lego creation in progress, so she wasn't surprised to see him surrounded by piles of tiny blocks and diagrams.

"Starting a new one?"

"Yeah, found it in the post from Dad."

"I sent him a message that I would leave it in here for you."

"Thanks love. He told me when I called him. He really likes you, you know. They both keep asking when they're going to meet you."

"Um," she didn't know how to respond to that. They'd been together several months now, and she knew by this point if they were normal people they would have already met each others parents, but even though she'd spoken to them several times on the phone, the thought of meeting them made her a little apprehensive.

Most of the time she was confident in their relationship, and she was able to put any of the struggles of her past behind her and accept that Finn truly cared for her as much as she did him, but it wasn't always easy and sometimes she faltered. She was irrationally afraid that if his parents didn't like her that it would sour things between them and the thought was terrifying. She'd become far more attached than she'd planned on being in a very short period of time.

She knew it was irrational, they were good people, and even if they didn't like her, as much as Finn loved and respected his parents, he wouldn't let them dictate his choices. Still, she couldn't get the thought to go away.

"I know, they're a bit over enthusiastic. I tried to explain about our schedule, but you know how they are. We'll figure it out eventually," he said absently as he studied the diagram in front of him.

"If you're busy I'm going to head out. I've still got some errands to run," as soon as she said it he jerked his head up,

"What? No, love. I haven't seen you in weeks, your errands can't wait?"

"I wasn't expecting you back until tomorrow, I have laundry in the wash at home, and I didn't bring anything with me, besides I know you've been itching to get your hands on that set."

"I've been itching more to get my hands on you," he said as reached out and wrapped his hands over her hips, pulling her to him, "Legos and laundry can wait love, this is what I really want. I've been missing you like crazy, and if I've ever given you reason to believe that anything else is more important then let me rectify that right now."

Before she could protest that she didn't think that, he pulled her down to him, his lips were on hers, and she was lost in him again. The way he kissed her, the way he touched her, how he put his entire focus on worshiping her body, it never failed to leave her weak and wanting, and his words filled her heart until it overflowed. She'd suspected it for a while, but suddenly she knew with her entire being that she'd fallen, that she was in love with him, and it was both thrilling and terrifying.

It didn't take long for all thought to fade away under his attentions as he kissed along her jaw then gently bit and sucked at her pulsepoint while running his hands up under her shirt along her back. She was putty in his hands, and it only took a few minutes before he was breaking away to remove her shirt and bra entirely.

"So lovely, this skin," he said as he lightly nuzzled his face against her stomache then up to her chest where he sucked an already taught nipple into his mouth. She threw her head back and moaned in appreciation as he found the other with his hand and fondled it gently, both actions sending fire through her body in a direct connection to her sex.

Her hands reached out in desperation finding his broad shoulders to caress, then upwards and through the soft hair at the back of his neck. He moaned in appreciation and her hands moved back downwards clawing into the fabric of his shirt until she got a good enough grasp to tug at it. He broke away briefly to allow her what she wanted and helped finish pulling it off, then he pulled her back to him in another kiss as his hands fell back to her waist and started pushing at the fabric of her pants. They were soft and stretchy and easily removed, leaving her completely naked, and he quickly lifted her up, encouraging her to wrap her legs around him, the stool he was perched on allowing her the freedom to do so. She willingly complied then gasped in surprise as he forcefully entered her, having not realized he'd also removed the rest of his clothing as well.

He set a heavy, fierce pace immediately. He gripped her ass firmly, practically bouncing her in his lap as he moved in and out of her while keeping them both balanced on the stool. She dug her nails into his back in response to his hard grip, but he only hissed in pleasure at the sting and bit her neck in return. Whether it was hard and rough or soft and sweet every time with him felt amazing, and right now they both had a little tension to work off, scratching and clawing at each other as they forcefully came together.

She couldn't catch her breath, too caught up in the frantic pace and the resulting pleasure, and it wasn't long before that now familiar feeling began to build inside of her, driving her further and further upwards until it exploded inside of her sending wave after wave of exquisite pleasure throughout her body. He was only a moment behind her, and she was still shaking as he pulled her tight against him shuddering with his own orgasm.

It was several minutes before they moved, both still breathing heavy as she shakily lowered her legs back to the ground. When she looked at him he gave her a slow, lazy grin that told her he was quite pleased with himself, before he kissed her lightly on the lips again and playfully groped her ass.

"Missed you so much, love."

"I missed you too."

"I'm sorry I've had to be gone so much lately."

"You can't help your schedule anymore than I can, I know that."

"I know, but I hate that you feel the need to stay there when I'm not here. I'd much rather come home to you here, to walk in and see you. I've tried to be happy with all of the little reminders of you that seem to be everywhere, catching your scent on the pillow, seeing that you've taken care of the mail and the groceries, and knowing you're not that far away, but I can't help but want more love. I know we've only been together a few months, but it doesn't feel right when you're not here."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying I want you to move in with me. I'm saying I want you to stop wasting your time and money on that tiny little closet you call an apartment and make my home yours."

"Oh god. Are you sure?" she asked feeling overwhelmed by all of the emotions the simple question had evoked. It was completely unexpected, they hadn't really talked about it at all.

"Of course I'm sure, and we've been through this before, I'm not going to offer unless I'm sure. I'm sure of you, and I'm sure of how I feel about you."

"Okay."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Good. You're not going to regret this love. It's going to make things a lot easier for both of us."

"I really wasn't expecting you to ask something like that tonight."

"I've been thinking about it a lot lately. Everytime you've had to leave I couldn't think about anything else, and I know you've been running yourself ragged trying to balance everything. I've even looked into getting you a dog, but I kept running into the problem of your apartment. That's not a problem here though, I've already paid the deposit, and I found a really highly recommended kennel near by, so I thought we cou..." he trailed off as he realized she was crying, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing," she said even as she had to wipe her eyes.

"Why are crying?"

"Because you really have thought about this."

"Everyday, but I still don't understand."

"I know, it's just, Finn?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"Oh," he looked stunned.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, well I wasn't planning on saying that, but I can't help but be honest about how I feel." When he didn't respond she said, "I didn't ruin everything did I?"

"No. Of course not," he said as he seemed to snap out of it. He brought a hand up to cup her face and gave her a little half-smile, "You just kind of stole my thunder. I was trying to get there, but of course you brave girl, you beat me to it. I love you too." He kissed her gently on the lips then the tip of her nose. That didn't help her stop crying, but she was so happy she didn't even care.

After a moment something he'd said finally filtered through again and she said,

"A dog?" He laughed and said,

"Yeah. I know how bad you've wanted one."

"I have, just kind of accepted it wasn't possible."

"I know, which is why I was even more determined to make it possible. You deserve to be happy, and there's some pup out there who deserves to have you. There's nothing I wanted more than to make that happen. As soon as we get your old apartment squared away, we'll find that pup, yeah?"

"Yeah, definitely. Love you."

"Love you too."

The End