Two updates in a day again! I love this story so much! Okay, I love this chapter with all my heart but I have to say that I have never been too good at writing romance. Please forgive me! Also, I would love to thank everybody but I am super tired. You know who you are and how much you help this story move along. Know that you are all really amazing like that! Enjoy!

Two years after Stefano joined the household Winnie had grown into a young woman of. Her curly red hair had tamed itself and now fell in large loops down her back. Her body had filled out just enough for her once loose dresses to be as formfitting as the dresses Morticia wore. Everything was at ease in Winnies mind; the name City meant almost nothing to her anymore. Though often she found herself exhausted from serving the family. This prompted her to drink often but only when the family wasn't looking.

Late at night she would lean up against her balcony and drink wine while watching the moon. Often Winnie wondered about her family back at the castle. She hated her parents for not helping her but couldn't help but miss them every day of her life. She missed Columbia's laugh and Eddie's advice. She missed when she would have nightmares and her mother would come in and hold her until she stopped crying, sometimes she would wake up the next morning with her mother still holding her. She especially missed sitting with her father and reading for hours on end, avoiding Frank sometimes to do so. There was even the occasional memory of Frank that made her long for the castle again but she knew that she had to stick with the mission, for her queen's sake.

One night she was deep into her bottle of wine, which had become an all too often occurrence in recent days when she heard a loud noise from downstairs. She rushed down, fighting the lightheaded feeling that was flooding her mind and holding onto the stair rails with all her strength. She entered the playroom to discover Stefano covered in soot with a large gash on his left arm. She gasped only to inhale fresh smoke, causing her to choke on the air around her. Stefano helped usher her out of the room and into the hallway.

"What..." Winnie tried to catch her breath, " What the hell were you doing?"

"I was working on an experiment..." Stefano shrugged slightly, " The explosives went off prematurely while I was holding them. Some shrapnel must have blown into my arm. Could you possibly help me?" Winnie just rolled her eyes and gripped Stefano's good arm, pulling him behind her up the stairs to her room. She sat him down on the chair on her balcony and rushed to her nightstand to grab some gauze and peroxide for his wound as well as tweezers to pull any metal free from his skin.

When she returned, Stefano had taken his shirt off so she could wrap his wound up more efficiently. It took Winnie back for a moment, she wasn't used to seeing any man shirtless before, much less Stefano, who clearly spent his spare time working out. It made her oddly nervous to be around him, she had never experienced such a feeling before in her life.

On the other hand, Stefano, now getting to see Winnie in proper lighting found that she wasn't the frumpy, annoying little servant he had known her to be. In fact, she was actually rather beautiful standing in the faint light of the moon with her nightie clinging to her body. Both weren't sure why they felt so odd all of a sudden but both knew that it would be far too strange to act on any of these possible feelings. Winnie gulped and tried to make casual conversation as she knelt down to pick metal out of his arm.

"So, what were you working on? That was a very large explosion, not even Uncle Fester has used that much explosives in the house before, much less while everybody was sleeping." He winced as she pulled a piece out of his arm.

"Well, funny you should mention it was a large explosion." He noted, " It was actually a very small bomb, no bigger than the size of a fist. I was trying to back as many explosives as possible into the small bomb, I had read that somebody was able to create a bomb big enough to hide in a pocket but powerful enough to destroy the Roman Coliseum. I figured I could take a shot at it." He smiled at her but winced slightly again when Winnie poured the peroxide on his arm.

"My, you certainly didn't receive the Addams resistance to pain. Did you?" Winnie chuckled, " Pugsley actually loves this kind of thing, I never understood it though." Winnie rambled on, loosing Stefano's interest. " Though actually, come to think of it though. One of the few things I have regained from my old memory was helping my father in a laboratory. I can't remember what we did, though if I was that young and able to help grown men in a lab then it's possible I could help you with your bomb. I must have been very smart then, why not now?" Stefano's ears suddenly perked up.

"Really?"

"Possibly, I could take a look at it. I'm not sure if I'll do any good but I can try. We can work on it in the playroom after everybody goes to sleep!" Winnie grinned widely; it had been ages since she was truly able to stretch her brain over a problem. " Stefano agreed to the arrangement, realizing he never had spent much time with the maid but figured there wasn't much harm in it, especially with these new feelings he was experiencing. He had to make sure these were just momentary feelings.

They weren't

The next night when the two met to work on the bomb the tension was incredibly high. Every move the other made the other jump, which considering they were working on a bomb was not a good thing. Weeks passed and by the time the bomb was finished the two were barely able to stand in the same room as each other.

"I think that's it then…how will we test it?" Stefano asked, holding the golf ball-sized explosive carefully.

"Hell if I know, we can always go out into the old abandoned parts of town and look for a building but the explosion might be a bit much for the buildings around here." Winnie frowned, looking at the bomb carefully. "I'm not even very certain how stable this thing is. We should probably set it off soon."

"Sounds like a plan! Go get dressed! I'll drive!" Stefano smiled eagerly, pushing Winnie out the door. She returned to find a fully dressed Stefano waiting with the bomb hiding in a metal container. The two set off late that night, not returning until the next morning.

Nobody in the family could tell that the two had been meeting secretly for so long. In fact, the family had been nearly oblivious to any sort of interaction the teenagers had. This was fine with Winnie and Stefano; the two didn't plan on interacting again for some time.

The next night Winnie was back on her perch drinking again. She had no reason not to anymore, science; specifically any science involving bombs was something that you simply had to be sober for. She had barely taken a few sips of her second glass when there was a small knock at her door. Winnie opened the door to find Stefano standing there with a second bottle of wine in hand.

"Mind if I join you? I brought my own wine…" Stefano said sheepishly. Winnie instantly opened the door further, letting him in. Two hours later both bottles were gone and the two were lying lazily on Winnie's bed.

" So, when did you start drinking?" Winnie asked, sitting up carefully. Stefano sat up next to her, leaning on her headboard.

"My father used to give me wine with meals. It became kind of a staple for me when I was younger." Stefano explained, " When he died, I didn't stop. It kind of reminds me of him. What about you?"

"I just like alcohol." Winnie stated. In reality, Frank used to give her alcohol on occasion but never much but she would never voice that fact.

"Oh…" Stefano looked down bashfully. There was a small silence before Winnie spoke up.

"So, you really miss your dad huh?" Winnie asked.

"More than anything. Remember when I told you that I had heard about that bomb being made?"

"Yeah..."

"I hadn't heard about it actually. I had seen it done firsthand. My father was the one who created the bomb to begin with. I watched him do it but his notes were lost when I moved here."

"Oh, I'm so sorry Stefano. I never would have thought. I knew there was some sort of sentimental value to that. You seemed so connected with the project I thought you were just excited to blow things up like Uncle Fester…" Winnie yawned. The two could feel the effects of the wine on their minds, making them both incredibly sleepy.

"Hey Winnie…" Stefano whispered, moving closer to Winnie on the bed. She rested her head on his chest.

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for helping me remember my dad…" He smiled down at her only to notice she had fallen asleep on his chest. He sighed, falling asleep shortly after her.

The next morning Stefano woke up first, leaving Winnie alone in her bed. She woke up feeling something she was sure that she hadn't felt before. Love.

'Do I love him?' Winnie thought, putting her palm to her cheek. She had to find out. The next night she showed up at his room.

"What happened last night?" Winnie asked him up front as he was letting her in.

"I don't know, we drank then we fell asleep?" Stefano said, confused. Winnie sat on his bed motioning for Stefano to join her.

"I woke up and you were gone though…"

"Yes, I had to change. Is there something wrong Winnie?" Stefano asked. Winnie frowned; there was nothing between them. Some part of her was secretly hoping for a yes, clearly that part of her was disappointed.

"Well then if that was it?"

"I suppose so, I was just a little confused. I'll see you tomorrow Stefano." Winnie said, the slightest tinge of disappointment in her voice. She exited slowly, praying that he would stop her but he didn't. She got back to her room and slumped on to her bed, doing her best not to cry. "Well, I guess that's done with…" She said remorsefully.

"Not exactly…" Stefano was in her doorway. Winnie lifted her head to meet his gaze. Stefano entered, closing the door behind him. He sat down with Winnie and kissed her. For a moment Winnie was surprised but quickly warmed up to it. Winnie found her way on top of him, causing them to fall back on her bed, they didn't leave it for the rest of the night.

Stefano woke up first again the next morning. He looked over at the beautiful young woman next to him and realized that he could never be happier than her was when he was next to her. He rolled over to meet her face, kissing her slightly on the nose. Winnie's eyes fluttered open.

"Good morning…"She said lazily, kissing him on the lips.

"Good morning…"He kissed her back. The kiss deepened, resulting in Winnie straddling Stefano.

"Round four?" She asked, smiling at him deviously.

"Round five actually…" Stefano said, capturing her lips with his own again.

Aww, I love them so much! I hope you all do too! R&R please!

Jenny!