A/N: Here we are in the first chapter of the Need You Now sequel which picks up about seven months down the road. I hope you enjoy!

C POV

"Come here Jamison." I hold my hands out for the baby who giggles and continues crawling to me. Since he started crawling a month ago, he's been on a roll. The installation of baby gates hasn't slowed him down. He stops and looks past me with his adorable smile widening. Who am I kidding? Everything about the kid is adorable. I know without looking who holds his attention, Ana. Fuck I love that woman more and more every day.

"What are you doing baby boy?", she asks him sweetly. "Are you crawling to Daddy?" Moving to my side, she kisses me feverishly before looking back at Jamison. "I was in the middle of doing my work when I needed a Christian and Jamison fix."

Although Ana hasn't officially ruled out a return to a college campus, she's spent the last several months doing online classes. With Gail on maternity another few weeks, Ana's juggling classwork and tending to Jamison. The Taylors welcomed their daughter Riley Elizabeth four weeks ago and are happier than ever. Yes I said Taylors. They changed their minds at the last minute about getting married. So, they were married only a day before the baby was born. Another milestone, the birth of April and Bryce's baby boy who coincidentally was born on the same day as Riley. Little Alexander Nicholas, or Alex, wasn't due for another week but was determined to be born on the same day as Riley.

"How is your work coming along?"

"I'm almost finished with my report. I just need to proof read it and then I can email it to my instructor."

"I bet it's the best report in the history of reports.", I tell her. "Have you heard anything from your dad about the fishing trip?"

"Darn. I almost forgot. He said next week would be good for him. He's busy helping Mary at the diner this week." Ray went through with his plan to propose to Mary. He surprised her with a trip to the beach, popping the question during sunset. They haven't chosen a date yet.

"What's he doing at the diner?"

"A little bit of everything. Carol's out sick, and the new bus boy decided he didn't want to work there anymore."

"Why not?" Jamison arrives at my feet and starts giving me those "pick me up Daddy" eyes. I scoop him into my arms and smother him with kisses, causing him to coo with delight.

"Apparently he comes from a wealthy family and doesn't have to work. His mom is the one who called and gave Mary the news. Mary told her she would have liked for him to give her more of a notice. The mother's response, "That's life." Now that my dad is on board with the trip, who else do you need confirmation from?"

"He was the only one I was waiting on. My dad, Elliot, and Ben already said yes as well as Charles. He sounded pretty excited about the trip over the phone. It seems fishing is something he loves, but he hasn't done much. His father didn't have anything like that with him." Charles and I have come a long way in the last few months. We've gotten to know each other even more in additon to him getting to know my parents. I wasn't sure how the three of them would get along, yet they've become friends. His mother has tried unsuccessfully to pry her way back into his life. During his last visit here a few weeks ago, her call went unanswered. He claims he doesn't miss her, but I feel at least a tiny part of him does.

"Jamison's looking forward to going when he's a little older. All of you guys better watch out because he's going to show you who's the king of fishing." Jamison kicks his feet and giggles. "See. He's already taunting you."

"I don't mind being shown up by you."

"Elliot, would you please remove your feet from my desk?" He shrugs and pulls his feet from the surface of my desk. "Since you're here, it'll save me a phone call by telling you the fishing trip is definitely on for next week. Ray told Ana he could make it."

"Awesome. It's going to be a good weekend of just us guys fishing and roughing up. I might not even bring my phone with me. You should consider doing the same."

"Uh no. I've got a wife and baby. Not having a phone where they can reach me or me reach them is unacceptable. I'm not going to stop you if you want to rough it. While the rest of us sleep in the cabin, you're more than welcome to pop up a tent and sleep outside. I don't think there's a lot of bears in the area."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!", he exclaims while waving his hands. "I changed my mind."

"I sensed you would. Besides work, what have you been doing?", I ask. He turns around one of the framed photos of Jamison which I have placed on the desk. "Elliot?"

"I've been doing...stuff. I cleaned the house last night for Mom. She said she was going to do it when she got home from work, but she was exhausted. It felt good doing it." One of the biggest chances is the breakup between Elliot and Spencer. When they summoned everyone to my parents' house three weeks ago, everyone thought it was to announce their engagement. We couldn't have been more wrong. It seems the two had drifted apart and were disagreeing more and more. An argument over a small thing would in turn result in an argument over something larger. If there's a glimmer of hope, it's that they still talk and get along as friends. Elliot's currently staying with parents.

"Do you have any plans of finding your own place?", I ask.

"Of course I plan on getting my own place.", he scoffs. "I've been looking, but nothing has interested me. With that being said, Spencer said she might possibly have the perfect place. It's small and doesn't have much of a driveway, but I can always park my truck on the curb."

"Spencer's going to help you find a place? Hmm. Interesting."

"Don't start over analyzing things. We're friends who are there for each other. About that trip..."

"Ah, changing the subject, the ultimate way of avoiding the issue."

"There's no issue to avoid.", he insists.

A POV

"Do you remember me telling you about Garrett from work.", Spencer asks over our lunch at MOD Pizza. I tap my finger on the side of my water glass while trying to recall the guy in question. "He works in menswear. He's the one who jump started my car last week."

"Oh yes. I still wonder if "jump starting the car" is some sort of euphemism." Although he has no idea what he laughing at, Jamison joins me in laughter, but Spencer only glares at me. "Sorry. What about Garret from work?"

"He asked me out." The laughter has ceased and been replaced by silence. "That's the exact look I was expecting you to have."

"I just didn't think you would be going out on dates so soon after things ended with Elliot.", I shrug, taking a big bite of my pizza.

"I turned him down. I know you, Christian, and everyone else want Elliot and I back together."

"Because the two of you are meant to be together. You might be upset when I tell you what I need to say. I feel you gave up too easily. You should have fought harder." Spencer takes a deep breath followed by a long sip of her water. "Be mad at me all you want, but I'm your best friend who's telling her opinion."

"Well thanks for your opinion.", she snarls. "I shouldn't be mad at you for expressing your feeling, but I keep being told from you and practically the entire world that Elliot and I should be together. Ana, I love Elliot, but sometimes love isn't enough. I get things can't all be sunshine and rainbows."

"You're right. Look at Christian and me. We've had our struggles but always come out on top in the end."

"And I'm happy for you and Christian, but Elliot and I aren't you and Christian. I can't predict the future and where we'll end up. We could end up back together at some point." I perk up at this tidbit. "I'm not saying it'll happen. I'm just saying neither of us have ruled out a reconciliation down the road. For now, we need to apart."

"I don't like.", I sigh, hearing what sounds like a sigh from Jamison. "The baby doesn't like it. Even so, you have our support."

"Thanks. What are you doing while Christian's on his fishing trip?", Spencer asks.

"Throwing a wild party complete with dancing and goats. Heck, there might even be dancing goats."

"The usual, huh?"

"I really haven't thought about what I'm going to do. I'll probably just stay close to home and relax with Jamison."

"Elliot dropped by the office today. I asked about him looking for his own place. He told me that Spencer might the perfect one in mind.", Christian says while we're sitting in the living room before dinner.

"I wish it were her apartment." He pulls me closer to him and places a kiss on my forehead. "We could always force them into the same room like we did before, but I'm going to respectful of their decision."

"So am I." The front door opens, and in walks Gail and Taylor who's holding Riley's carrier.

"Hey.", Taylor replies. "We hope we're not disturbing, but we wanted to say hi."

"I'm enjoying being with the baby, but I needed some fresh air.", Gail says with a smile. "Where's Jamison?"

"He's spending some time with my parents.", Christian answers. "Hello Miss Riley. You're adorable. Thank goodness you look like your mom."

"I was telling Gail the same thing earlier.", Taylor laughs. "She does have my nose though."

"I think she's the perfect combination of the two of you. Taylor, are you still getting up with her during the night?", I ask. Taylor eases the baby out of the carrier and into his arms.

"I do. Gail gets up some as well, but I figure she does a lot during the day when I'm working that I should take the night shift."

"I told you not long after Jamison was born there wasn't anything better than getting up at night to take care of your baby, but you laughed it off.", Christian tells Taylor. "Look at you now."

"I was very wrong."

"I'm sure this is one time you're glad to be wrong."