Hello lads and gentlewomen. Like how I flipped the script there? Welcome to the 11th chapter of my Kneesocks fanfic series. We've come a long way, and I think everyone knows this story is starting to come to a close. So let's make like a fresh new pair of Nike's and "Just Do It". XD

Kneesocks and I were frozen at the door. Corset had his gaze set on us and it felt like a thousand needles piercing through me. I could feel the blaze of his fury and if he'd been holding a gun, I'd be shot full of lead right now.

"Well," he began, "what the hell is the meaning of this!?" I was about to say something, when all of a sudden Kneesocks took a step towards the stairs with a ferocity to match her father's.

"The 'meaning' of this, father, is that I'm not gonna be under your thumb anymore," she shot. "We love each other and there's no stopping us being together!" Corset began walking down the stairs towards us. The heat of his anger growing ever more intense.

"And also, how dare you use me as a barganing chip," Kneesocks' face was flush deep, bright pink.

"You. My daughter. My own flesh and blood. Galavanting off with this...this mongrel," he said, clearly indicating me. "Throwing around wild accusations. What have you to say for yourself?"

"They aren't accusations, they're the truth," she said, not backing down. "You wanted Jake out of the way because you wanted me to marry that CEO's son."

"I will remind you once again to watch your tongue in my presence," he said, now standing right in front of us. His icy gaze never wavering.

"No," she yelled, "I won't let you control me anymore! I don't care if you're my father, you're a selfish bastard!" I saw something snap in the eyes of Corset. In half an instant, his hand was reeling back and was about to be lashed forward on his own daughter. I'd never moved faster in my entire life. I ran rushed forward and grabbed his hand just before it met Kneesocks' cheek. Corset was shocked at my sudden swiftness.

"I don't take kindly to men who hit women," I said tossing his hand aside. "Especially a father hitting his daughter."

"What gives you the right," Corset said, shaking with quiet anger.

"Listen to me," I said in a serious, threatening tone, "I'm going to make this perfectly clear. Your daughter and I want to and will be together no matter what you think, and I would appreciate it if you would not interfere with us any longer. But just know," I said, advancing closer to him, "if you continue to mess with what we have. I don't care who you are, how rich and powerful you are, or who's father you are. I will kick your ass. This is not a threat, this is a promise." Corset never took his hateful eyes off me.

"Get out," Corset said at last. "The both of you get the hell out of my sight."

"We were just leaving," I said. I took Kneesocks by the hand and made for the door. With one fleeting glance at her still scowling father, Kneesocks and I walked out the door. We walked to my apartment in silence until Kneesocks finnaly said something.

"Thanks for that back there," she thanked me.

"It's fine, I would never let anyone hurt you like that. And I mean no one," I said. Once we got to my apartment we both walked into the bedroom to rest. The events of the last hour had been nerve-racking and exhausting. We both lied on the bed next to each other.

"No, it's not fine," Kneesocks said, turning to me. Looking deeply into my eyes with a look of sadness. "I feel like I caused all the pain, all the sadness that we've both been going through this past month."

"No," I simply stopped her, "don't you go blaming yourself. If there's anyone who deserves blame, I think we can agree it's your dad. Even so, I don't think he'll be bothering us anymore."

"But how can you be so sure," she asked. "What if he just doesn't stop? What if-" I silenced her by pressing my lips to hers in a sweet kiss.

"If you wanna know why I'm so sure," I said, Kneesocks anticipating my answer, "call it a gut feeling." I said with a reassuring smile. She giggled at this.

"Oh God, you watch way too much NCIS," she said. She leaned over and kissed me again. Our warm lips sucked each other's passionately. I layed back and she moved on top of me. She began removing my shirt and I reached under hers to undo her bra. One after another, we took off each other's clothes until we were both perfectly naked. She straddled me and I slowly inserted inside her. She gave a light gasp and I began pushing farther in. I began thrusting hard, with all the force I'd been holding back these past weeks. But this wasn't strictly pleasure. After such along time without each other, we had realized now that we wanted and needed one another, now and forever. I flipped her over and thrusted more roughly into her. Her warm insides hugging tightly on my muscle. I had missed this feeling for so long and from all the gasps, moans, and coos emanating from Kneesocks as I continued penetrating her wet vagina, she had as well. I grabbed and kneaded her breast with one hand, and pulled lightly on her hair with the other. Her hands gently clawing my back.

"Kneesocks, I'm gonna cum any second now," I groaned.

"It's okay, give me everything you've got," she whispered into my ear. I lasted a few more minutes before reaching my climax.

"I-I-I'm cumming," I grunted loudly. I released inside of her and she let out a high-pitched yell. I pulled out and fell next to her. She cuddled next to me and we both were about to fall asleep. But I felt there was one thing that had to be said before going to bed.

"Kneesocks," I said. She hummed her understanding. "I just wanted to say...that no matter what happens from now on, I will never leave your side. And I am so, so sorry for everything that happened on New Year's. You know I didn't mean a word of it, but still. I hated myself for causing you so much pain. I just couldn't-" but before I could finish, Kneesocks put her finger to my lips to shush me.

"Now look who's blaming themself," she said with a teasing smile. "Like you said, I know none of what you said on New Year's was true. But it's all over now. There's no reason to dwell on the past, right? It's better to look towards the future to make it as best as we can."

"Aw, I love you so damn much," I said with a smile.

"I know," she said, returning my smile, "and I'll always love you." With that, we gave each other a kiss and fell asleep.

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2 1/2 Years Later

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It was a warm, June evening and Scanty and Kneesocks were going out for dinner.

"I feel a little bad about leaving Jake all alone at the apartment tonight," Kneesocks said a little guiltily to her sister.

"It's fine, trust me," Scanty said. "I asked Jake yesterday if I could borrow you for tonight and he said it was alright. He said it'd give us time to just be sisters together."

"That's what I love about him," Kneesocks said, looking down and blushing lightly. "He's so understanding." A few minutes later, the two sisters reached the restaurant they were having dinner at.

"Wait a second," Kneesocks said, staring at the familiar eatery in front of her, "this is the same restaurant Jake and I met for the first time."

"Oh, is it," Scanty asked, leading her sister inside and to a table. "Well isn't that a coincedence."

"Okay seriously, what is going on here," Kneesocks said skeptically.

"You're being paranoid," Scanty dismissed her sister's suspicion. "Excuse me, I need to use the little girl's room."

"I'm still suspicious," Kneesocks called to her sister with a smile.

"Ignoring your random suspcions," Scanty said. As Scanty approached the restrooms, she tapped a man on the shoulder.

"She's all yours, lover boy," Scanty said.

"Thanks, Scanty," I said. I walked over to the table Kneesocks was sitting at.

"Excuse me, ma'am," I said, tapping Kneesocks on the shoulder, "but have I seen you somewhere before?" Kneesocks quickly turned and smiled at the sight of me.

"Oh my God," she exclaimed, "Jake baby, what are you doing here?"

"Doing something I should've done a long time ago," I said, slowly getting down on one knee.

"Wh-what are you," Kneesocks asked.

"Just sit down and let me talk," I said. I reached into my pocket and took out a small, black velvet box. I opened it and inside was a beautiful diamond ring. "Kneesocks, I've been spending the last 3 years by your side. And it has, without a doubt, been the greatest 3 years of my life. I want the rest of my life to be as happy and exciting as the last 3 years. I promise you, right here, right now, I will stand by you. Through good and bad, I will never leave your side and I will always be there for you. And so, now that I've gathered my wits and courage up enough. Kneesocks...will you marry me?" Kneesocks began crying. Tears dripping down her cheeks and falling from her chin into her lap.

"All this time it took you to pop the question," she said with a little smirk.

"Well, the question has been popped," I said. "Now all I need is the answer."

"...yes...Yes, Yes, A BILLION TIMES YES! OF COURSE I'LL MARRY YOU," Kneesocks said ecstatically. I gently took her left hand and began putting the ring on her finger. It took me a few seconds because my hands were shaking and tears were beginning to form in my eyes as well. After I finally managed to get the ring on, I pulled her in and lifted her up in the air. I lowered her back to me and our lips met in a passion that topped all other kisses we had ever shared together.

"Hey," we heard from behind us, "so I guess dinner's cancelled for tonight." Scanty was standing there with a cool smile on her face.

"Sorry, sis. Maybe another time," Kneesocks said, showing her ring-clad hand to her sister. "I just got engaged."

Scanty chuckled a bit. "Yeah okay, now get outta here, you crazy kids." I took Kneesocks' hand and we left the restaurant. Eager to begin the rest of our lives.

All Was Well.

Well, it's been an honor making this series for all of you. I hope everything I put into the making of this fanfic was quite to your standards and likings. Oh, and also, Harry Potter reference in that last line. XD But I'm not done just yet. I won't be making a chapter next weekend because I'm going to a convention. But look out the weekend after next. This ol' dog's still got one ace up his sleeve. Until then, please favorite/follow me as an author. This is ThatDude15 signing off.