Author's notes: hello again well here we go, so Wendy now knows but how will she react? I'm going to shut up now so you can find out

She stood still, her face was unreadable. He wasn't sure if she was about to laugh or cry. "What?" she asked calmly "for a second I thought you said that you were a-"

"Werewolf. Yes, that's what I said" he spoke in a flat ton, she was silent. He expected her to run out the house screaming but she stayed perfectly still "oh", she went to step forward but he warded her off. "No you have to stay away, I'll just hurt you" he pleaded.

"So what- what was that then, a few moments ago?"

"Made desire" he answered truthfully "I've really wanted to do that, but then I realised that everything has changed and I can't have you anymore. I'm not the guy I used to be"

"Stan, you're still the same guy!"

"No, now I randomly turn into a wild animal and when I do I have no control over what I do"

"Well, it didn't seem like you did have any self-control a few moments ago!"

"Wen's that was different" he almost laughed, if this wasn't so serious he would have. She sat next to him even after he tried to ward her off again, stubborn girl! He thought, or was it head strong? Either way it was one of her traits that he liked about her… he shook his head, he had to stop thinking like that now. He couldn't be with her.

He stood up to walk away; he was going to do the right thing. But she grabbed him and pulled him back. He spun around and tried to break her grasp but he couldn't "wen's, I have to go, let me go!" he shouted at the end, but she silenced him.

"No! Now you listen here Stan; did that kiss mean to you as much as it did to me?" she shouted with an authoritive tone "and answer truthfully because I may be a bad liar but you're not so great yourself, and so help me if you lie!"

"Yes! Yes it did, that was one of the best moments of my life, and I wish it didn't have to end and I could hold you forever, but it has to -" with one finger she silenced him and pressed it firmly against his lips, he got the message and shut up.

"Right then, that sorts it out" she said and removed her finger.

"but you don't -" he was cut off with her lips crashing against his own, he fell back against the wall, his time it was Wendy that had done that, and this time she had taken him off guard. Damn she was defiantly stronger!

"Wen's-we-can't-do-this" he panted between each kiss, he was trying to move but his feet refused to move and stayed rooted to the spot. "But we can" she quickly said before kissing him passionately again.

His mind told him to stop- he would only end up hurting her. But his heart was shouting at him to carry on, this is what they both wanted after all. "wen's Wendy!" he managed to hold her back, she was grinning madly at him, her beauty and smile were making him forget what he was about to say.

"Well, this is not the way I thought you would react!" he smiled.

"Why? What did you think I would do?" she asked

"Run out of the house screaming HE'S A MONSTER! And assemble the villagers with pitchforks!"

She smiled "why would I run out of my own house?" he stopped and thought "exactly" she continued when he couldn't think of an answer "you're not a monster, you're still the same Stan that annoys the hell out of me sometimes, and the same Stan that I can't stop thinking about" he blushed slightly at her comment, he knew that she felt the same way after all these years! "But, what if I hurt you?" he said, still not convinced if he should stay

"I'll hurt you back" she said bluntly with a smile. He laughed

"Come on! You couldn't even get the popcorn off me!" she laughed as well

"I was faking, trust me. I wanted to see what you would do" he was still smiling when she forcefully pushed him back against the wall, her strength surprised him. She stood on her toes so that she was eye level with him and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "See" she smiled.

"Okay" he said "but what happens if I had you-cornered!" he quickly spun and pulled her so she was now against the wall, his hands on either side to prevent her escaping. She yelped but then smiled slyly. "well" she said "I would have to distract you" she ran her hand along his face and then softly stroked his chest, he shook and his arms went weak, his mind was going fuzzy, "and then" she whispered in his ear while continuing to stroke his chest "do this!" she ducked under his arm but grabbed it pulling it behind his back, she pushed him so he waked the wall and was pressed against it. She pulled his arm up across his back and he felt a sharp pain. "Try and move and this breaks" she whispered.

"Okay. Okay I understand" he shouted, she released him

"Oh revenge is sweet" he spun around and looked at the beautiful girl that was smaller than him ginning at him; he was red because she had manage to do that but he laughed. "Well I only pinned you down; not nearly rip your arm off!"

She laughed and hugged him tightly, her head resting on his shoulder "am I forgiven?" she asked sweetly and kissed his shoulder. How can I stay mad at that? He thought as he ran his hand down her long loose hair and played with the locks. His other hand went down her back, gently stroking her. "Mumm" she whispered and relaxed, enjoying the affection.

He lifted her off the ground which took her by surprise but she stayed relaxed, he sat on the sofa pulling her on his lap, she gently pushed him and he lay down across the sofa lifting her over so she lay on top of him.

She turned her head so that she was facing him. She smiled as he brushed the flyway hairs off her face; she rested her head on his chest and placed her hand over his heart, feeling the rhythmic beat. He listened to heart beat and hears it sync to his own, he protectively wrapped his arms around her causing her to giggle and then leaned his head against hers.

Her eyes closed as she breather softly, soon she fell asleep and Stan lay there listening to the matching heart beats and then he too fell asleep. They both happily slept in each others embrace. They were finally together…

Authors notes: the end? Maybe, maybe not. Review what you think.