I thought this might be a fun story to do, as its something I am absoloutely dying to see happen in the programme. As far as I'm aware, nobody has yet made a continous story about Charlotte meeting her future in laws! I hope you enjoy this, and please do review with any comments or suggestions! Whether its about my writing technique or possible plot twists, feel free to give comment. =) Thanks for reading!

I just want to note, that I own NONE of Private Practice. It all belongs to Shonda Rhimes.

Chapter One

Charlotte rose her hand as she attempted to shield her eyes from the sun, squinting as she tried to spot Cooper in the grounds outside of St Ambrose Hospital. They had lunch plans, and he was late. God she hated that, would the man EVER learn to be punctional? He was a doctor, you'd think he have learnt the importance of time-keeping by now, but apparantley not.

She got the fright of her life when an arm enveloped around her, spinning round to confront the culprit who merely responded to her highly annoyed glare with a flippiant "Miss me?"

"Cooper! What the hell kind of time do you call this? I've been stood here like an idiot waiting on you for twenty minutes already. If I was a bus, you'd have missed me." Charlotte said with a growl, determined to hold her glare a little longer, the man had to learn... although he was giving her that schoolboy grin of his that always managed to break her. Damnit.

"Well, there's a new bus every twenty minutes or so, I'm sure I'd have caught up with you eventually."

Charlotte rolled her eyes. Smart mouth and no regard for her time, why the heck was she marrying him again? "Oh yeah..." she thought as he flashed her that grin of his once more, "That's why." The man may be irritating but he sure was handsome, in the kind of way that made her want to jump his bones right there right then, and (to be quite frank) at any given opportunity.

Cooper saw a small smile creep across Charlotte's lips, which always meant that he was forgiven, although she'd be the last to admit it. He took the opportunity to give her a quick kiss and drag her across to the nearest table, presenting her with a chocolate muffin as he did so. He'd actually bought that muffin for himself, and flushed a little red as he watched Charlotte unwrap it...he'd REALLY wanted that muffin- but he figured that chocolate would take him firmly out of the dog house. Anything was worth it to be in Charlotte's good books, the woman was like this little ball of fire, and as much as he loved that about her he really didn't wanna be burned.

"You better have a good exuse for leaving me standing there like a lemon all this time." Charlotte said through a mouthful of food. Yeah, talking with your mouth full is the epitomy of an unladylike action, and her Momma would have killed her for it if she was there, but she'd been in surgery all morning and she was starving. Cooper had his quirks, she figured she was allowed some of her own every now and then.

"Actually, Char..." Cooper's voice tailed off into nothing, she really wasn't going to like this. "I was on the phone with-"

"Lemme guess? Violet!" Charlotte said, snapping a little harder than she initially meant to.

"Nooo!" Cooper responded, stretching the word out to highlight how wrong she was. He and Violet had really been making an effort to cut down the phonecalls, and the non pre-organized visits, and the watching tv together... He took a massive bite of his sandwich, annoyed at the conclusion Charlotte had leapt to.

"Sorry." Charlotte replied, very quietly, but she still said it. "So, you gonna leave me hanging or what?"

Cooper quickly swallowed the rest of his food, bracing himself for her reaction, "I was on the phone with my mother. She eh...she's desperate to meet you before the wedding: get to know you, spend some proper time with you, all that jazz."

Charlotte froze a little, she really hoped this wasn't going where she thought it was going. "So you told her that we would discuss it, and get back to her? That we would arrange a time and come over for a weekend at some point in the future, right?"

"Yeah, of course. If by discussing it you mean made a judgement call in the heat of the moment to a slightly overbearing mother, then yeah."

"Cooper!"

"We leave in two weeks, and we're gonna be there for four or five days so you might want to start re-arranging your surgeries and appointments asap."

"I can't believe you!" Charlotte barked at him, letting out a huge groan in the process."

"Okay, I gotta run." Cooper said, glancing at his watch. Time for a swift get-a-way, give her time to digest the news and hopefully not allowing her any time to start throwing things at him. "Love you," he told her as he departed, giving her a quick kiss on the top of her head before rushing off.

Charlotte threw back her shoulders and groaned in frustration. She'd been with Cooper for a few years now and not once had she been forced to meet the parents, something she'd always been supremely grateful for. She really was dreading this visit, what if they didn't like her? What the hell would happen then? She stomped back to the hospital entrance, throwing the remains of her lunch in the trash, with force, as she did so. This was it, she was going to have to meet the damn in-laws.