Sean put the bracelet in the bag and pulled it shut,then sat on the edge of his bead,stroking the personalized embroidery gently. '....it's...going to be okay...yeah,it'll be fine.A-and...mom and dad wont' be able to hit me anymore,or beat or scream or yank at my soul's binds. No more...right? no more...'

Finley fell into a slightly troubled sleep. She needed as much rest as possible. She was sort of excited for tomorrow but also completely horrified.

Sean laid down on his chest,his jacket now off and his wings spralled out besides him fully,both hanging off either side of the bed as he closed his eyes,trying to ignore his nervous tail as it tapped rapidly without his permission.

Finley woke up rather early. She tumbled out of bed. Her head ached. She considered going back to sleep for a little longer but decided it was not worth the try. She grabbed her suitcase and stuffed her money in her pocket. She then left, deciding she might as well get there early.

He woke up not to long after,sighing as his wings folded from their odd position. He swung his legs off the bed and slipped off,stretching his tail and then rolling his shoulders. He grabbed his string backpack and looked to his bed,with a soft sigh he grabbed a pair of scissores really quick and cut out a pair of angel wings from the bed sheet then began toward the door.

Finley was quietly sitting on a bench near the bus stop. She had already bought their tickets. The night was calming. She took several deep breaths as she waited.

Sean walked for a minute or two,his jacket on and his hood up over his head as he took in the night sky. He wished he could fly up and play in the dark clouds but he knew he shouldn't and couldn't.

Finley leaned back a bit. She yawned slightly. She checked her pocket for the charm and sighed with relief when it was there. She tapped her foot gently on the ground.

He got to the bus stop and saw her,smiling faintly to himself.

Finley looked over at him and waved. She patted the seat next to her, motioning for him to come sit.