{ Freddy's POV }

Guilty. Freddy's heart sunk. Thanks to Bonnie, though, it was only parol. Thank God.

Everyone left and Gold stood, yanking his sleeves back down. Mom and Dad ran up to him and hugged him, telling him how much they were sorry. Freddy doubted the wounds would ever heal, no matter how many sorrys they threw at him. Eventually they let go and Gold looked up at them, then walked away.

"It's alright," he whispered. "I'm fine now." His gaze met Freddy's.

Bonnie coughed, a signal, and everyone left the room without another word. The door closed and it was just Freddy and Gold. Freddy met his older brother's grey eyes. His blonde hair was messy as always. Freddy never realized that Gold was actually slightly taller than him.

Freddy took his brother's wrist and pulled the sleeve back, examining the cuts. He touched one lightly and Gold winced, though he suspected it was more from the pain of the past than physical pain.

"Why?" Freddy asked.

"You don't understand how bad it was," he replied.

"I do, Gabe. I had a dream."

"Oh," Gold murmured.

Freddy said nothing. He wasn't sure how he even had that dream. Probably some psychic brother mind connection or something. He released his brother's wrist. "I'm just glad you're alright. It'll be so much fun with an older brother," he told him.

Gold let out a small laugh, his eyes falling to the floor as he chewed his lip. "Freddy... Thank you so much. After all I put you through, after all I put Chica through, you still helped me," he said, his eyes brimming with tears.

Before he could say anything else, Freddy hugged him. Gold tensed, then hugged him back. They stayed like that for a for minutes until Freddy pulled away. "Of course I would help you," he told him. "Brothers?"

"Brothers."

Together, they left the courtroom to join everyone else.

Everyone hugged Bonnie in a giant group hug, causing her to laugh warmly and grin. "Without you, Gold would probably have been thrown in prison!" Chica said. Foxy placed his hands on either side of Bonnie's head and they kissed quickly.

"That's my Bone Busting Bonnie," he purred, though only Bonnie seemed to know what he was talking about. (no it's not sexual you little perverted fudge nuggets) She grinned and kissed him again before everyone walked out.

"We brought the van," Freddy's mom said. "We can all fit inside and drive back home."

Everyone was up for the idea. They all wanted to get home so they took turns driving. The trip took only a day. When they got home, Gold had to go check in with his parol officer. All the gang's parents were both happy and furious, except Foxy, who had moved out. Chica's mom was switching between the phrases, "I'm so so glad your home and safe!" and "You're grounded for life!"

Bonnie and her mother were hugging tightly, neither saying a word. Freddy couldn't help but wonder where her father was.

In the end, when everything settled down, the gang sat under the big oak in the June sunshine. The trial and all the ordeals had been nearly two months ago. Freddy, Chica, and Bonnie had graduated high school. Mike went on to be a Sophmore, but at the moment it was summer, so he was out of school. Nobody ever wanted to go back to the pizzeria, so they met at the big oak. They all lay with their backs against the thick trunk, talking. Mike had joined them. He became less of an enemy and more of a friend, and the gang welcomed him. Freddy lay in between Chica and Gold, looking up at the green leaves above them.

"I wonder where Mari and BB went," Freddy wondered aloud.

"Probably back to the pizzeria with their robot friends," Bonnie said. Her hair was a pastel blue now, she had gotten tired of the purple so she dyed it. She wore a bunch of makeup to cover up her scar, including blush, white powder, and purple eyeshadow, though Foxy constantly reminded her that she was beautiful without it, scar or not.

Foxy sighed. "Aye. I miss 'em already," he said.

Chica hadn't met them, but Freddy had explained all that she had missed, including the weird dude in the alley that have them the address to the pizzeria. Chica laughed when he told that part.

Freddy, who had had his hands behind his head, moved them down to the ground. His right hand hit grass, but his left hand hit flesh and he looked over and met gazes with Chica. He looked down and realized his hand was on top of hers and he pulled away, both of them blushing.

Gold had his eyes shut, his breathing evenly. His mood had improved a lot since he had begun to fit in. He was still a bit precarious, but it was amazing how much he had changed in about three months.

Mike's watch beeped. "Ah, catch you guys later. I just got a job, can't be late on my first day!" He said as he stood and dusted himself off.

Everyone said bye to Mike as he started down the street towards his house to grab the car.

Foxy and Bonnie began kissing again. "Get a room," Freddy teased. Foxy smirked.

"Alright," he said. "C'mon, Bon, let's go to me apartment."

With that, the two got up and walked down the street towards the apartment.

"Don't do anything you'll regret! Save it till the marriage!" Gold called, and they all burst out laughing, even Bonnie, though Foxy blushed a deep red.

Then it was just the three of them. Chica had her eyes closed, serenely soaking up the summer sun. Freddy and Gold met glances. Freddy pleaded with his brother using his eyes, hoping he would get the message.

Gold grinned devilishly, looking between Freddy and Chica, then nodded. He didn't seem to mind his brother being with Chica. He told Freddy that he felt it was too awkward for him to date her, and that it was pretty obvious she liked Freddy, not him.

"I have to go home and do something," he said lamely, standing up and stretching in an attempt at nonchalance. "See you guys," he said as he walked off.

Then it was just Freddy and Chica. The only noise was the tree's leaves whistling softly overhead in the summer breeze.

Freddy scooted closer to Chica, trying to be subtle. "You know, Connie..." He said, using her real name. She looked at him.

"Don't call me that," she giggled.

"Okay, Chica," he said, drawing out her nickname. "Was what you said before Gold kidnapped you true?"

"Whatever are you talking about, Fred?" Chica asked, dramatically innocent, though Freddy knew that she knew what he meant.

"You know... When you said you loved me," Freddy said, feeling his cheeks heat up.

"Oh yeah, that," she said, tracing her finger along the ground.

"Was it true?" He asked quietly. They were inches apart now. Chica looked up at him and her purple eyes were gleaming.

She quickly kissed his nose. "What do you think?" she asked. She was blushing pink as well.

They were silent for a moment, staring at each other. Freddy gently held her face in his hands, then they both leaned in until their lips met. The world around them didn't matter anymore. Freddy felt his entire body start tingling, his nerves going haywire. It was like he was floating. The only thing that existed was Chica. Her soft lips. Her faint lemon scent. Her delicate cheeks in his hands. She kissed back gently and they stayed like that until air became a necessity. They broke apart, breathing heavily as they stared into each other's eyes.

"I love you," Freddy whispered.

"I love you too," Chica replied, wrapping her arms around him and settling her head on his chest. He put one arm on her back and leaned his head against the tree. They stayed like that in silence, enjoying the beauty of the moment.

Freddy's heart was thumping in his chest. He kissed Chica. She kissed him back. She loved him. She loved him.It took all of his willpower to keep himself from cheering with joy like a child.

Yes. This was how it was supposed to be. This was perfect.

END OF BOOK TWO