29 || stand up and fight

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THE HEALING process for the Fletcher children was long and difficult, but it was getting easier. Phoenix was on crutches, Fawkes had a limp and Finch couldn't really smell anything anymore and all their scars were pretty gnarly. All three of them had been shoved into bed rest, being watched over by rotating "guards". But Finch had finally had enough, staring that she was going to do back out into the world and nobody could stop her.

So there she stood with her boyfriend, arms wrapped around his neck, staring up at him with a smile before checking her watch.

"I have to go." She insists, reaching out for her jacket, "Mrs.Lockwood is expecting me."


Damon rolls his eyes, speaking sarcastically, "Thrilling!" He wraps his hands around her waist as she tried to walk out the front door

"Stop it!" She laughed, "It's for a writer. He's writing something historical for the town. Big snooze."

Damon raises a brow, "Writer? What's his name?"

"He's using Elijah Smith." The girl snorts, opening her truck door

"Smith. He's using Smith?" He judges

"Apparently." She replies, looking at her open throat and upper chest, a few ugly scars revealed by the thin blue fabric of her t-shirt

Her boyfriend noticed this and gently grabs her chin, placing a soft kiss on her lips, "Are you sure you wanna do this?" He asks her, running his thumb over one of her scars

She sighs, closing her eyes and humming in content, "Yeah." She murmurs

"Do you want me to come?"

Finch shakes her head, opening her eyes again, "I'll be fine." She assures, kissing him once more, "Don't worry about me."

He frowns, pulling her into him, "I'll always worry. Don't go." Damon pulls her out of her truck and back onto the ground, closing the door

Finch laughs, "Damon, I have to go!" She exclaimed,

"No!"

"Hey, I promised the Historical Society!" She argues, "I gotta go!"

The vampire before her frowns, pouting out his bottom lip, "Come on, stay. I'll make it worth your while." He sings, grinning

"Damon, I have to go." She repeats, kissing him again as she opens her truck door, "I'll call if I need anything, okay? Promise." Finch assures him

Giving in, he nods, "Be careful, please."

The witch scoffs, "I'm always careful." She places another quick kiss on his lips, "Don't do anything stupid."

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