Free.

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Finney: 

I winced at the pain on my left arm. I looked down to see it still gushing blood.

"Come on stupid things." I said under my breath looking for bandages in frustration. I found them and quickly wrapped my arm up tight. I cut myself good that time. I pulled the sleeve to my shirt back down and walked out of the bathroom holding my arm. I got back on the couch and snuggled my face in Robins chest. 

"Finney? why are you awake it's 4:00 in the morning." He said sleepily throwing his arm around my shoulder. 

"I- I don't know." I said not lifting my head up. Robin grabbed my face and made me look up at him.

"Amor, tell me whats wrong. That's why I'm here for fucks sake." He said in a caring but angry tone.

"I just couldn't sleep." I lied. 

"Ok, te quiero Finn." He said kissing my cheek.

"Yeah, yeah same to you Robin." I said laughing slightly not knowing what he just said. I went back to sleep and tried not think about the pain I caused on my arm.

"Finney?" Robin said shaking me awake by the shoulder.

"What?" I said.

"It's 8:30 should we wake Vance and Bruce up?" He said laughing. I looked down to see Bruce hugging Vance's waist and Vance had his arm around Bruce.

"No, leave them alone go get my Polaroid camera and scrapbook." I said laughing and pointing to my room.

"Scrapbook?" He said walking down the hallway.

"Yeah, top shelf to the left." I said looking down at the "not a couple" snuggled up together on the floor. Robin came back a few minutes later and handed me my stuff. 

"I just didn't think you'd have a scrapbook." He said shaking the picture I just took to make it show up quicker.

"Yeah, I used to keep one before everything happened. Figured I'd start filling it again." I said smiling running my finger over cover of the book.

"Well that's cool, what all is in it?" He said giving me an adorable smile.

"Oh nothing much, I found it a couple weeks ago, here." I said handing him the book. He flipped through the few pages from a few years ago. 

"I like this one." He said pointing to a picture on the last few pages.

"Which one?" I said looking down and immediately rested my head on his shoulder. It was a picture of him, Vance, Bruce, billy, and griffin. 

"When was this taken?" He asked putting an arm around my shoulder bringing me closer.

"Um, I don't remember? Not Recently. I found it while cleaning my room and it read three years ago on the back." I said remembering the last picture I ever took before the kidnapping. I felt tears sting my eyes as hugged I Robin.

"Don't cry Finn, it's ok. You're ok." He said hugging me as I cried.

Vance:

I heard faint crying and sat up to be met with Robin stroking Finneys hair and Finney crying.

"What did you do?" I mouthed.

"Nothing." He mouthed back.

"Finney, what's wrong?" I said standing up from the floor and sitting down on the couch.

"Nothing, I'm fine I was just overthinking I guess." He said wiping tears from his eyes still holding Robins arm.

"What's going on?" I snapped my head to Bruce who had just woke up.