Here you go :) Hope everyone is happy! Thanks to those reading and leaving reviews. It's cool! For this one, I do not claim ownership for the lyrics! And I don't own anything but my character Madison.
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"Don't take this the wrong way," Bayley sort of warned right out of the blue, swiping through the pictures she had just snapped of Madison posing in a replica of Finn's leather jacket, "But pregnancy has done your body wonders."
"Uh..." Madison trailed off, unsure of how to take Bayley's statement. She smiled anyway, uttering a very self conscious, "Thanks?"
"Well you're welcome," Bayley giggled, "And I'm being serious. You do look amazing. I bet Finn thinks so too, if you know what I mean..."
Madison playfully rolled her eyes before a slick smirk propped up on her lips. She got what Bayley had meant. "If you're talking about my boobs... Which are massive at the moment, I know... Then yes, Finn is very thankful that this pregnancy is being so kind to me on the outside... The inside is a whole other story."
"Morning sickness still?" Bayley was quite surprised.
"Yes and no," Madison groaned in absolute uncertainty. Every day had been a surprise. "It's getting to the point where nothing comes out when I go to vomit... So, I guess it's just false alarms?"
"I guess that's better than the real thing," Bayley shrugged, leaning in a little closure while the two walked side by side.
"How are things going between you two anyways?" Bayley asked ever so quietly.
"Good... Very good. Actually, never better," Madison said, a sweet smile on her lips. She felt on top of the world with Finn again; their relationship and love for one another so incredibly strong. Over the last couple of days spent in Birmingham, their spark reignited and burned brighter and hotter than ever. And as it proved possible, even more so once they returned to their home once the hurricane had swept through and done its damage.
It wasn't as overwhelming as they anticipated once they pulled up to their street. The wind had done some catastrophic damage to some trees and roofs of many houses but not as extreme as the other parts of Florida. Madison and Finn's home was still entirely intact; the only damage was a shattered window in the living room from a fallen tree, happening moments before Finn and Madison returned home.
"It could have been a lot worse," Madison had whispered, sweeping up the last of the glass shards scattered over the wooden floor. Her mother Kathryn knelt on the ground and held the dust pan in front of the pile of glass as Madison swept.
Finn had finished taping a tarp over the broken window, relieved too that it was just the one window and nothing more. As he looked around the entire house, he realized just how lucky they actually were. They could have been left with far more damage than just a window...
"We're definitely lucky, Madi... All of us," he had said, eyes glued to her baby bump and such a warm smile on his lips. He didn't care that it was so late at night as he and Madison and his soon to be mother in law were left to tidy up and temporarily fix what was left of the window until the morning when Finn could call a repairman. But what mattered most was that his family was safe and sound, all under one roof.
"I think we were some of the lucky ones, Mads," Bayley sighed. Hers and Sami's house needed a few minor fixes but it was certainly nothing compared to what they had witnessed being broadcasted all over the news outlets there in Florida and beyond.
"Irma was bad... For everyone. But for some reason, we were just lucky."
"Oh, I know, it's terrible and unfortunate... I just couldn't even imagine anything more than the broken window in our house, let alone someone's home and lives being turned upside down because of a storm... Gosh, if that were us, I don't know what we would do... All before Ireland too."
"Quit while you're ahead, Madison. You don't need any stress, whatsoever," Bayley reminded her, "We gotta keep you calm and keep Callum tucked away until AFTER the wedding."
"I'm good, for now... But I think once we're on that plane to Dublin, I'm going to be a nervous wreck to be honest. All this time, the wedding and baby has just been all talk until that time comes and it all becomes reality."
"Don't you worry about a thing," Bayley reassured her, "I told Finn I would have everything covered... Absolutely everything! If you think of it, it's already taken care of. I promise. I swear!"
"So what? I just need to show up? No thinking what so ever?" Madison teased but Bayley was dead serious. She really was living up to her Maid of Honour title and role for her best friend.
Bayley stopped in her tracks which made Madison follow, the two turning to face each other as Bayley's serious expression shined through. "You're one of my best friends, Madison... And so is Finn... I know the last couple of weeks have been hard. Now that everything is back on track with you both, I just want you two to focus on anything and everything that has to do with you both, besides the planning. I just want all of this to be special and memorable for the both of you, especially with the excitement of Callum literally being born right after the wedding... Honestly, you've got a hell of a lot more going on than the normal bride... Before you know it, you're going to be a married woman and literally a mom right after. So I just want you to enjoy every single second possible without the headache of wedding prep."
"Aww, Bayley," Madison cooed, pulling her friend in for a hug, "That's the sweetest thing, thank you."
"You're so welcome, Madi. But honest to God, I'm in charge now," Bayley smirked, "What I say, goes."
"Jeeez, I don't think I wanna mess with you," Madison teased, linking arms with Bayley as they walked the hall once more, "I'lo have to warn Finn."
"Speaking of Finn, where exactly am I leading you to? Judging by the jacket you're wearing, is it literally yours truly?" Bayley asked and Madison nodded.
It was almost the start of No Mercy; the pre-show about to end at any moment. Finn had a match against Bray Wyatt once more. No paint; just Finn as he was in the flesh. But it was still as important to Madison that she were there for love and support before his match.
"See? I already had a sense... I lead you straight to him," Bayley laughed as they coincidentally stumbled upon Finn's dressing room.
"Here we are," she sang as she curtsied, "I better go before the girls run around this whole place looking for me..."
"I'll tell Finn you say hi," Madison said, "You're on a match after Finn's, aren't you?"
Bayley clapped her hands together and smiled, excitement about to burst through her skin. "Yes! You better be watching!"
"Obviously. It's not like we're always cheering for you or something..."
"My biggest fans," Bayley played the dramatics as she placed her hands over her heart, "I'll see you later, Madi. Have a good night!"
"Oh, I will," Madison said with a wink, standing right in front of hers and Finn's dressing room for the night. Twisting the knob and pushing the door open, Madison had walked in at the perfect time... Finn was dressed in his grey coloured gear, smoothing a bit of oil over his breathtaking chiseled front. He was so beautiful... Like a marble statue that Madison caught herself wondering how it was even possible for one man to look absolutely perfect.
"Perfect timing," Madison commented in, shutting the door behind her. She leaned against the cold steel, her lips curling into a bit of a smirk. "Wow, you look... Good," she breathed.
Finn looked up and smirked. "Thanks baby," he said, "I've never worn grey before. Figured I needed a change from the black."
"I love it," Madison said, gravitating towards Finn. She stood in front of him, hands fixing the collar of his leather jacket as she stared up into his beautiful blue eyes, "Why do you have to be so handsome?"
Instead of answering her question, Finn leaned in and kissed Madison so sweetly on her lips. "That's incomparable to how beautiful you always are," he whispered so romantically in between kisses.
But their sweet moment had been interrupted by knocking on the door; a pattern of for rhythmic knocks that immediately Madison and Finn exchanged the same humorous look. "Sami," they said his name in unison and low and behold, it was the devil himself.
Sami swung open the door and stopped dead in his tracks as if magnets kept his feet stuck in one place. It didn't happen too often, but Sami was left feeling slightly awkward about what he was seeing before him.
"I, uh... I wasn't interrupting anything, was I?" He asked, eyeing the compromising position that was Finn and Madison extremely close together with his hands firmly at her hips.
"No, not all," Finn was strongly sarcastic but his remark flew right over Sami's head as intended, "What's going on?"
"Well, I just wanted to stop by, say hi," Sami said before he coughed and then cleared his throat, "Maybe ask you something too..."
Finn shot him a strange look of uncertainty as he felt suspicious. It seemed as though Sami were hiding something or he was almost afraid to ask Finn a question...
"Okay... Shoot," Finn shrugged with knit brows.
"So... As you know, you two are getting married," Sami chuckled, the realization hilarious to him, "And as a man, or your best man I should say, I think it's very important that I live up to my duties and plan the best bachelor party ever for your last hurrah."
"My last what?" Finn asked. He was amused. He didn't see it as Sami was describing. Finn's upcoming nuptials weren't like a death sentence... Like he'd never be happy again or he would be tied down because he was getting married. But truth was, Finn wasn't at all concerned about having a "last hurray" whatsoever.
"You know... Like going out with a bang... Or I guess I should say going into it with a bang... Your marriage that is," Sami continued to explain.
"You're insane," Finn laughed, shaking his head while Sami gasped.
"Man, this is like a right of passage!" He argued, "This is tradition! This is-"
But Finn spoke before Sami could get the last of his sentence out. "This is not for me."
"Okay, okay... What's so bad about it?" Sami gasped, kind of appalled. He didn't get why Finn was so against the idea of having a bachelor party... A night out on the town with his best friends, doing what guys did.
"Sami, I know what happens at these sorta things," Finn was certain. He'd seen and heard it all... Absolutely all and he wasn't a fan.
"How do you know it will be just like that? Huh?" Sami pestered.
"Well, my friend, why don't you tell me what exactly you're plannin'?" Finn tried to get whatever pieces of information he could out of Sami, but it was no use. For someone who talked as much as he did, Sami vowed to stay tight lipped about it all.
"That's for me to know and for you to find out," Sami sassed but it meant nothing to Finn. It was vague and silly none the less.
"That's what I'm trying to do," Finn began to laugh, "So tell me."
"Nope."
"Really?"
"Well, what do you think Madison?"
"Don't drag my fiancé into this," Finn continued to laugh.
"Sorry Sam, I'm not getting involved," Madison smirked, "Finn's a big boy."
"That sounded oddly sexual," Sami pointed out, "Guess I was interrupting a moment between you two..."
"You may have," Finn chuckled, "Only to ruin yours with presenting me with such a bogus proposition."
"It is not bogus!" Sami was offended but stifled a good laugh, "You're just too proper!"
"I respect my upcoming marriage too much than to celebrate my 'last hurrah,' Finn said, emphasizing Sami's very words with finger quotations, "What does that even mean?"
Sami smiled, holding his hands out to his sides like he had no idea what Finn was talking about. "Like I said before, my friend... That's for me to know and for you to find out... Saturday, October 14th... 6:30pm... Location to be determined."
"You're not goin' to stop, are ya?" Finn feared.
Sami just grinned a toothy, shit eating grin just for Finn. "Nope," he quite simply answered, leaning Finn shaking his head.
"I'll give you some time to mull it over," Sami went on, finger running along to collar of Madison's leather.
"Nice jacket... Depending on your fiancée's answer, I'm either rooting for him or Bray..."
"Aww, Sam... If Finn doesn't come out to play with you, don't take it the wrong way," Madison encouraged teasingly as Sami reached to open the door.
"I'll know why exactly... And that's not because I have a dirty mind... Honestly, the sexual innuendos between you need to stop... You're not married yet," Sami joked, "Just keep your options open, Finn.
"Either a no or a no?" Finn laughed.
"Or a no, a no and a yes," Sami shrugged, opening the door, "But just remember... You only get one night of utterly wild shit and a lifetime of marital bliss with Madi..."
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"I dunno... I'm not really feelin' it," Finn divulged with a shrug of his shoulders, still uninticed with Sami's offer for a bachelor party. He'd thought about it during his match and after and now, the car ride to the next city. But Finn's reservations didn't have anything to do with what occurred with Sasha... But rather Finn was content with entering a new stage in his life without a huge celebration.
"Sami wasn't that literal for once... What do you think it'll be exactly?" Madison asked, content as she sat in the passengers seat, spooning another bite of strawberry ice cream into her mouth.
Finn pulled up to a red light, glancing over to Madison. "Could be exactly what I'm thinkin' it may be..."
"Strip club or something of the sort," Madison flat out questioned and Finn nodded his head. He was almost certain it was something of the sort.
"Exactly... I guess I'm not accustomed to the traditional bachelor parties in America."
"How are they like in Ireland?" Madison wondered.
"Quite different, actually... Usually it's just a bunch of lads drinking each other to death at each and every bar they can stagger themselves to," Finn explained, having celebrated many of his friends stag nights in Ireland.
"Sounds like quite the night. I can tell by the smile on your face that they were."
Finn smiled even brighter. "The atmosphere is something I like. Very different than the bars here... Drinkin' bottles of beer all night long sounds a whole lot better than hangin' in some strip club forced to watch women I have absolutely no interest in..."
"I should be the happiest woman in the world after hearing my soon to be husband deny a bachelor party... But I feel like the complete opposite," Madison was honest. Sure, they made it through their troubles on top of the world and as in love as ever... But she didn't want Finn to sacrifice time spent with his friends, especially something as important as a bachelor party, because of what happened...
"Do you feel like I don't want this bachelor party because of what happened?" Finn hesitated at first to ask. Madison slowly nodded.
"In a way, yes..."
"Love, I promise it's not that... I would just rather spend my night with you. Besides, I don't need some night of celebratin' but rather our wedding because I want nothin' more than just to marry you already."
Madison smiled, spooning the last of her ice cream into her mouth. "Wow... Ice cream and the sweetest words ever? It must be my lucky night."
"I'm spoilin' you, aren't I?" He teased. A cheeky smile popped on his face, one that had Madison biting her bottom lip.
"What's that for? Bitin' your lip?" He just had to ask, raising his brow too.
Madison couldn't help a fiery crimson creep it's way on to her cheeks. "You know exactly what it's for," her voice seeped from her lips like a silky, beautiful purr, "Keep it up and I might make you pull this car over and we can have some fun with what's left with the rest of my ice cream."
Finn sucked in a sharp breath that was sure to have his lungs feeling as though they were on fire. "Damn, Madison... That might have been one of the sexist things I've ever heard you say."
"Well... It's not the first time," she went on, "You know, for a man as sculpted as you, you sure do love eating your sweets off a certain somebody's bare naked body."
For a quick moment, Finn closed his eyes and the sexist of moans caught in his throat. "Fuck," he groaned, earning a light hearted giggle from Madison as she studied his flushed yet turned on expression. He was even more desirable in such a vulnerable position... With his hands on the steering wheel and eyes focused on the road in front of him, Madison could say just about anything from downright kinky to erotic and Finn had to keep his hands to himself.
"Baby... If you say one more word, I'll have to pull this car over," Finn warned. How he wanted her to open that mouth of hers and utter just one more word, or even sound... But Madison, being the absolute tease that she was being, did not. She only locked eyes with Finn as he looked over, smirking and for one very last time, bit her plump, delicious pink lip between her teeth.
"Can I say just one more thing?" Madison asked.
Finn looked over and smiled that one and only smile. "Depends," he said, with a shrug, "Is it goin' to make me pull this car over?"
"You're right," Madison laughed, deciding against it, "I think it could wait until we get to the hotel..."
"I need my mind to go in another direction, love," Finn mumbled, clutching the steering wheel with a force. Madison continued to smile, loving his overall reaction to her cheeky behaviour. She'd never get tired of any of it.
"Anythin' will do... What about music?" Finn offered.
"Perfect."
Madison plugged the AUX cord into her phone, letting the music run on shuffle when an all too important thought popped into her mind.
"You know... I just realized we haven't figured out any of our reception songs..." Madison sighed, throwing her head back.
"Shit... And here I was thinkin' every single detail was thought out," Finn chuckled, "But I guess we have the next hour to do so..."
Shaking her head, her mind began to run a list of practically every song she'd ever listened to in her life time. "Hmmm... If we're going for tradition here, what do you think Hunter will say?"
"Well, as he is walking you down the isle, maybe he'll want to dance with you as well."
"Of course he'll want to," Madison agreed. Hunter had been so keen on being involved in the wedding; the role a father would participate in.
"I personally cannot wait for that," Finn chuckled.
"What about us? What will be our first dance?" Madison wondered.
"There's one I have in mind," Finn surprised her, "Actually, what a coincidence..."
Finn's lips curled into a sweet smile and slowly he turned up the volume from the steering wheel. One of Madison's favourite songs were playing and to her surprise, Finn knew every word as he started to sing along.
"Oh my gosh," Madison whispered, so starry eyed and overwhelmed already. With her hand over her heart, clutching her chest, she was completely mesmerized as she stared at Finn. He continued to sing uninterrupted and so focused as his eyes were glued to the road ahead, but really in the moment.
"Out of all of the girls, you're my one and only girl, ain't nobody in the world tonight... All of the stars, you make them shine like they were ours, ain't nobody in the world but you and I... You and I... Ain't nobody in the world but you..."
"Finn!" Madison gasped, reaching her hand out to stroke his stubbly cheek, "I didn't even know you knew the words..."
"I have my ways," he chuckled, "Besides, I figured it was one of your favourites since I've noticed how often you'd listen to it... Don't you think it would be the perfect fit for our first dance as husband and wife?"
"It would be perfect. I can picture it; you and I in the middle of the room and my big, pregnant belly between us," she giggled.
"I can't wait. Although, I don't know how good I'll be at dancin'," Finn admitted. He really wasn't a terrible dancer that lacked rhythm or stepped on his partner's toes. Finn was just a lot more confident inside a ring than he was on a dance floor.
"Might need some practice then," Madison said, spotting a sign for a turn off just as they neared the next city.
"I have an idea..."
"What's that?" Finn wondered as Madison pointed to the sign.
"Turn right," she proposed, gesturing with her finger, "Then I'll show you."
Finn did as Madison instructed, pulling off onto the turn. It was just a little drive around a bend until they reached the destination Madison had seen on the sign.
It was a rest stop surrounded by the tallest trees either Madison and Finn had ever seen. The stars in the night's sky illuminated the area well. Finn parked the car; theirs the only one in the entire area. Once Madison stepped out, a cool breeze washed over her, tangling her hair. Finn took it upon himself to run his hand through her locks once he reached to where she stood, wondering why Madison was so keen on stopping where they did.
"What are we doin' here, love?" His voice nearly hummed against the sound of the breeze blowing.
"To learn how to dance," she said, draping her arms over his shoulders; her fingers resting just at the nape of his neck. He smiled and looked around the grounds and then up high to the sky.
"Does seem romantic, doesn't it?" Nothin' but the stars above us... Like in that song," he commented.
Madison let out a sweet laugh, instructing Finn to place his hands on her hips which he so willingly did.
"Now follow my lead," she whispered, "Put your hand in mine and your other on my hip. Sway with me at first and then I'll take a step back and you take one forward. Then we go left and right. Just make sure you don't step on my feet."
"Gotcha," Finn whispered back. He did as she instructed, placing his right hand in Madison's and his left on her hip. Slowly they swayed, back and forth. Finn rested their hands on his chest and it was perfect because it was over his heart. As she took a step back, he took one forward and then side to side; left and right. The starry sky added to the romance as Finn hummed the song deemed as the tune for their first dance. I'm swift fashion, Finn lifted Madison in his arms and sat her on the back end of the car, resting comfortably between her legs. She had her hands on his shoulders, their faces mere inches from one another.
"I wish I was fit enough to be able to drive after my first surgery... We could have had a night like this, drivin' around an entirely new city, windin' up at even some parkin' lot lookin' up at the stars."
"It does sound romantic... But so did our restaurant dates too... Either way, I don't think we would be too concerned with the stars when we had each other."
Finn began to chuckle, placing a kiss on Madison's forehead. "I was just so smitten with you that I couldn't keep my mouth or hands off of ya... Still don't."
"And I never want you not to... Even though a lot of our interaction in the beginning was so physical, I still believe the romance... I think it was always there."
"I agree. Even though I do admit, I was never content with the laws of romance... I didn't know I had a romantic bone in my body."
"Oh but you do," Madison reassured, staring into his eyes she could spot faintly in the pale moonlight and star lit night's sky. She placed a gentle kiss on his lips, and continued with her sentiments."
"A year later you have a soon to be wife and mother to your first born who fell in love with you so long ago... And stayed so in love with you after all this time... I should be calling myself lucky each and every day, and I really do... I'm lucky to have the most amazing man in my eyes I call my Prince... And I know he loves me too... So that's why I say you should go along with Sam's bachelor party in your honour. I don't see it as celebrating your last hurrah or whatever. I see it as allowing your friends, the people who have been by your side since Japan and now, to celebrate the next stage of your life... So what do you say?"
"Well," Finn chuckled in a single breath, "When you put it that way... How can I really say no?"
Madison smiled in victory. "I really wasn't taking no for an answer... I just needed to work my magic and convince you and I did just that... I'm pretty good, aren't I?"
"More than just good, baby... More than that."
