At this point Wednesday can't even remember why she was taking art lessons from Xavier. Despite that there was clear improvement in her art, it no longer looked as if a middle schooler had done it.

She's noticed Xavier likes to listen to music when he does his art. It's not the kind Wednesday would normally listen to but she doesn't mind. She did inform him the band name is rather ridiculous, seriously, who names a band the neighbourhood?

Normally Wednesday prefers silence, but its clear her and Xavier are opposites in many ways. Regardless, somehow, they work. It's like day and night, a raven and a dove.

It's the first time Wednesdays ever truly felt cared for and fully accepted by anyone other than her family, and well, Enid.

Truth is, she's scared. She's very aware friendship and caring for others is a liability, it creates weakness, and Xavier? He's a weakness, and this stalker clearly knows that.

About midway through their art lesson, her phone dings. 

They both freeze, neither of them need to question who it is. They know.

Wednesday slowly unlocks her phone, images upon images popping up, all sent by the stalker. Again most of them focusing on her and Xavier, but then they transition into more of her and Tyler at the Rave'n.

Xavier's jaw clenches, "so it was a student that was at the Rave'n."

Wednesday nods, the photos of her and Tyler were from her conversation about what he did to Xavier. This means someone had followed her out of the dance, they'd been following her all along.

It truly could be anyone close to her, she could rule out Eugene as he was in the forest when it happened. She just knew it wasn't Enid and it couldn't have been Bianca or Xavier.

That left Ajax, Kent, Yoko, Davina, or literally any of the hundreds of other students.

"This is pointless Xavier." Wednesday says holding her phone so tight she's about to snap it in half.

He shakes his head, "No let's just think okay? We can rule out Ajax too. He was with me and Bianca at the Rave'n".

This was bullshit. Normally Wednesday loved all things dark and twisted but maybe for once she just wanted to have a normal year. She'd finally found friends. She'd found Xavier.

"I'm sorry," Xavier says softly from beside her.

"This isn't your fault Xavier." Wednesday responds standing up. "Let's make a board. I need to track my thoughts."

Xavier let's her work in silence. Only speaking to ask questions.

When they finish an hour later it's a mess of Wednesdays scribbles but she feels level headed again.

"Why are you adding my father to it?" Xavier asks, very unhappily.

"I just have the sense he has more to do with it than we're aware." Wednesday states stabbing a pin through the page with Vincent Thorpes name on it.

Xavier stays silent. He can't argue that his fathers a good man, they both know that.

"Why does Kents name have an X next to it?" He asks after a minute of silence.

Wednesday stares at Xavier as if he's asked the dumbest question she's ever heard. "Because he is quite evidently too stupid to pull something like this off."

Xavier laughs, "you're not wrong."

They stare at the board, three other names looking back at them. Taunting them. Vincent Thorpe, Divina and Yoko.

None of them making any sense to her. Enid's music taste made more sense than this.

She's sick of it, she needs a break.

Wednesday heads for the door grabbing her jacket. "I'm hungry, you coming or not?"

Of course Xavier follows. He always does.

"Where are we going?" He asks only when Nevermore is already far behind them.

It was time to face the past. She needed somewhere familiar to think.

"Weathervane."

___

The walk was cold. By the same they reached the Weathervane, Wednesday was wrapped in Xavier's sweater. Only after his repeated insistance after she'd told him it was unnecessary.

She hesitated for a second at the door, half expecting Tyler to be in there when she walked in.

Xavier held out his hand, she took it. Then they walked in.

It was a young girl at the till, a normie. No Tyler.

"Hi! What can I get you guys tonight?" She asked with an incredibly fake customer service voice. Wednesday noticed the way the girls eyes kept going over to Xavier. Subconsciously her grip on Xavier's hand tightened.

"Quad over ice and a muffin." Wednesday said cooly, looking over at Xavier waiting for him to order.

"Just a lattes fine thank you." He orders with a smile.

The barista turns to Xavier, batting her eyelashes, entirely ignoring Wednesday now, "the totals 11.26".

"I'm paying." Wednesday snaps at the girl, however Xavier had already pressed his card against the machine.

"Let your date be a gentleman", the girl says to Wednesday in a sickly sweet voice, finally having noticed the twos intertwined hands. Again Wednesday seriously considers throwing something at the girls head.

Xavier's eyebrows raise at Wednesdays silence.

She didn't deny the date.

Still hand in hand the two walk to a booth to wait for their drinks. They slide in sitting across from eachother, only then letting go of eachothers hands.

"You doing okay being here?" Xavier asks quietly.

Wednesday nods. "It is odd not having a boy here to disrupt my peace."

He smiles, "am I not doing a good enough job?"

Wednesday shakes her head, "you never bother me Xavier."

The barista comes over to their table, placing the drinks and muffin in front of them.

She's drawn a heart on Xavier's.

"I'd prefer it if you didn't flirt with my date." Wednesday states, glaring at the girl. She didn't know where the words had come from, she'd said them without thinking.

The girls face flushed, she ran to the back without another word.  

When Wednesday turns back to Xavier he's staring at her.

"Date? Is this a date Wednesday?"

She considers saying no. She probably should, the last boy she went on a date with ended up trying to kill her, but she can't bring herself to.

"If you want it to be", is all she says. Her mind going a million miles per hour.

Wednesday Addams doesn't ask boys on dates. What is she doing.

"You know how I feel Wednesday, I've made it so clear. It's up to you, it always has been." Xavier responds quietly, his eyes never leaving hers.

Wednesday stays silent for what feels like eternity, she knows that what she says here matters, she knows saying yes could be a mistake but she's so tired of shutting him out.

She's never truly been cold and unfeeling, she'd just shoved the feelings down and put them away for so long she forgot they were there.

Then Xavier Thorpe came into her life.

Relentless, frustrating and confusing. He was everything she needed. He was constant, he was kind, he was loyal, and he was patient.

She had tried to do things alone, it was time to let someone in.

"It's a date."