[Purzelbaer]

Hallo meine Süßen!
Ich arbeite gerade an einem neuen Teil, werde ihn wahrscheinlich am WE fertig stellen, wollte euch aber trotzdem schonmal ein neues Chappy liefern.

@ eve94 - Dake fürs FB! Freut mich, dass du es so toll fandest. Es hat mir zu der Zeit so viel Spaß gemacht, den Chapter zu schreiben!

@ RoGirl - Auch dir ein Dankeschön! Es war eben wirklich der einfachste Weg, es auszudrücken. Aber ich persönlich denke, besser geht es gar nicht.

@ Anja - Danke ebenfalls an dich. Ja ja, nach einem Fb bei FF.net musste ich das Wegrennen einfach nochmal richtig erklären, was ich ja damit getan habe. Und nu ja, Rory war ja bis jetzt blind dafür. Wir haben es natürlich schon lange gewusst. Es freut mich, dass es dir so gut gefallen hat!

Hier Chapter Nr. 17

Didn't your father just squeal?!

Two days later Rory awoke well rested and with a smile on her lips. She turned over to look at Finn, who was sound asleep next to her. With a slightly evil grin she noted, that it was past ten thirty. Time to wake him up, though he wouldn’t be very pleased with the time. She crawled out from under the covers and began to bounce up and down on the bed.
“Come on, sleepyhead, wake up!” the first response that she got, was a groan. When she wouldn’t stop he rolled over, eyes still closed, grabbed her wrists and pulled her down, so that she lay half on top of him.
“Stop it, love” he mumbled.
“No good morning?” she pouted and even though he couldn’t see it, he smiled. He knew all too well how she looked, when she did that.
“You just woke me up from a very nice dream and I don’t think it’s time for me to get up yet, or open my eyes for that matter. So how should I say good morning?”
“Think of something you can do with closed eyes” she suggested. He grinned and then captured her lips with his own.
“Mornin’ kitten” he mumbled after they parted again.
“Hey” she mumbled back.
They lay still for a moment, until Rory couldn’t take it anymore and started sitting up again, which was nearly impossible as Finn’s arms were still tightly around her.
“Could you move, so I can stand up?”
“Nope.”
“But I need food, I want to call room service!”
“So do it from here.”
“But I can’t reach the phone” she whined. She really needed her coffee, and her pancakes.
“Fine” he sighed and let go. After she had fulfilled her duty she climbed back into the bed and tried to wake him up once again.
“Finny? Please wake up now, or open your eyes, ‘cause I know you’re awake.” Finally giving up he opened his eyes and sat up.
“There, I’m awake. Are you happy now?”
“Very. Now you can kiss me good morning.”
“And I thought, I already did that” he grinned.
“Twice is better.”
“I can’t argue with that, now can I?” As she shook her head, he claimed her lips once more.

After Rory got out of the bed and went to the bathroom to shower Finn lay back down. He was more than happy. Actually being with Rory felt perfect. But that was not the point right now. Now he could go back to sleep for at least an hour! Happily he closed his eyes again.


That evening they stood outside the Morgan mansion. Since Rory was pretty nervous Finn tried to calm her down. He gave her a short, sweet kiss and an assuring smile and laid his arm around her waist.
“Come on, kitten. It won’t be different from all the other times – only that my mother will talk about her future grandchildren.” With that he pressed the doorbell.
Instead of a maid, like Rory was used to from her grandparents, they saw Andrew and Carolyn standing behind the door with smiles on their faces. Upon seeing them enter, especially the way Rory snuggled closer to her boyfriend, both parents began to squeal out of joy. Rory looked up in shock, only to be met by the grin on Finn’s face.
“I told you, no difference” he said.
“But … didn’t your father just squeal?!”
“That he did, love.” Finn’s grin only grew upon seeing her face.
“I probably will never get used to your father” Rory mumbled and then looked up and greeted the rest of the Morgan family, Trish and Rosie and Trish’s husband, smiling. Afterwards the pair was pulled in a bone breaking hug by both Andrew and Carolyn at the same time.
“I knew it! I knew it! I told you he’d tell her someday!” Andrew was nearly jumping out of joy.
“Mom, Dad, I know you’re happy, but you still shouldn’t hug your only son and his girlfriend to death!” Finn pressed. Both let go of them and guided them to the dining room.

The talk during dinner was mostly Carolyn gushing about how adorable her son’s kids would look like and Andrew planning where to celebrate his son’s wedding. Surprisingly Rory didn’t feel uncomfortable with talking about it. She was listening to Andrew’s plans with a smile and tried to imagine what this wedding would be like. This time her mother and Luke would be there and she could invite the whole town – no one would blame her in this family. Only when she saw Finn’s knowing smile it occurred to her that she was imagining her wedding two days after she actually got together with him. She blushed a little but he only took her hand in his and continued to listen to his parents.



Freu mich auf eure Meinungen!
Susu :knuddel: