Ronan appears outside St. Agnes on a rain soaked night, covered in mud, devastated. Can Adam help him carry the burden or will he sink with it? Adam makes a surprising realization in the process. Pynch angst and fluff.

"In Blue's inexperienced opinion, there were fourteen different kinds of kisses, only one of which she'd ever experienced, and thirteen of which she never would." A kiss per chapter/drabble, not all of them given to Blue alone, some blusey, some pynch, some others as well