A/N: OK,here's the last chapter. Sorry it's taken so long, but I've been stupidly busy. This chapter is nothing like I want it to be, but I thought I should post it and get it over with anyway. Lyrics are by The Veronicas.Enjoy, andlet me know what you think!

Loud music blared from the stereo, thumping in the chest of everyone in the house. The lights were heavily dimmed, food and – no doubt by now – spiked punch set out tables in the living room. The room was filled with people dancing, laughing and mingling. Much and the Gang had done a brilliant job at decorating his house, and this time they even remembered to put anything fragile away in the bedrooms upstairs, which were off limits. No that anyone paid attention to that rule.

Will and Saffi were slow dancing in the middle of the room, completely oblivious to everyone around them, in a world of their own where only the two of themexisted. He had his hands on her hips, swaying to the beat. Her arms were wrapped around his neck, their forehead pressed together.

John and Alice by the refreshments and looking like they were thinking about dancing. Neither one of them looked that enthusiastic over the idea.

Robin was thoroughly enjoying his party, laughing with Marian and feeding her little bits of chocolate cake like the love sick teenagers they were. Anna and Allan had made him wear the ‘birthday hat’, which was basically a huge, pink and fluffy Mexican sombrero that he had to wear for the whole night.

Anna and Allan themselves were huddled in a corner, his head on her shoulder. He’d left the hospital a while ago and was supposed to be in bed, but insisted on coming to the party. Anna had her arm wrapped around his shoulder, stroking his hair, enjoying the feeling of his silky strands against her cheek.

Eve was dancing in perfect time and rhythm to the music. Much wasn’t. It wasn’t his nerves – well, it wasn’t just his nerves – he just couldn’t dance. She didn’t seem to mind though. In fact, she was smiling from ear to ear. Robin and the Gang had all started dancing in a group, but everyone soon spread out, leaving the two of them together.

“You’re-you’re a really good dancer,” he stuttered, clearing his throat.

“Thanks,” she said, a slight blush appearing on her face.

Watching from the side, Allan reached over and switched the song on the stereo. The music changed form fast and jumpy to slow and steady. Robin caught eyes with Allan and smiled, nodding. He took Marian’s hand and led her to the floor. Whilst he was walking he gave Much a sharp push. He tried to catch his footing, but Eve placed her hands on his chest to steady him.

“Sorry,” he mumbled, his face feeling as if it were on fire. He shot Robin a look over her shoulder that would have melted steel had there been any in sight.

“Do you want to dance?” she asked, not sure where to go from there.

“You w-want to dance? With me?” his voice portrayed his shock.

She just grinned and wrapped her arms around his neck. He wasn’t that much taller than she was. Trying to ignore his thumping heart, he mirrored Robin and Marian’s pose by resting his hands lightly on her hips. They began to sway to the beat; he was glad he didn’t have to do much leading.

Annabelle leaned over and changed the song once more to ‘Take Me On the Floor’ by The Veronicas. She sniggered as the lyrics began to play. Sometimes it was just too easy to tease Much. It wouldn’t be long his face would be a permanent shade of red.

The lights are out and I barely know you
We’re going up and the place is slowing down
I knew you’d come around
You captivated me, something about you’s got me
I was lonely now you make me feel alive
Will you be mine tonight

Eve stood on her toes to meet him at eye level. Since he obviously wasn’t going to make the first move, she took matters into her own hands. Besides, everyone hooked up with someone at party's, even if just for a night, although she hoped that wouldn't be the case.He was embarrassed to mentally admit that it was his first kiss. He closed his eyes and kissed her back with as much enthusiasm as he could without seeming too eager, trying toremember what he hadseen on TV.

“What was that?” he asked, slightly breathless once they had pulled back.

“A kiss, Much,” she teased, shifting her weight from one foot to another. “…So now what?”

He was suddenly feeling nervous again. This was Robin or Allan’s field of expertise. “You kissed me, I was hoping you’d know,” but before he knew what he was doing his hand was in her hair and his mouth was on hers. Sparks flew through him from the tips of his hair to the ends of his toes and he pulled her closer to him.

Robin grinned, finally satisfied with his best friend’s actions. He took Marian’s hand and walked over to where his friends were at the side, birthday sombrero hat and all. He wrapped one arm around Marian, the other around Anna. For the first time, he felt as if it were truly good to be back.

I'd like to thank everyone who has stuck with this fic, and Lady Clark for suggesting the challenge. And, just in case you were randomly wondering, my friends and I have a birthday hat just like the one mentioned.

Zebbie