Bowie made his way into Andi Shack feeling slightly nervous and disappointed. He already knew that Andi was going to have questions – LOTS of questions. And honestly? Right now he wasn't sure if he had the answers. Bex hadn't given him a definite yes or no, she just said that she wasn't ready for a relationship, with him or anyone else. She also said that Andi was her priority, and if he was really sincere about being in his daughter's life then she should be his too. Pondering on all these things he suddenly knew what to do as his saw his little girl's face. She was busy at work on one of her projects.

"Hey baby girl, how's it going?" he greeted.

She gave him a giant smile. "Alright, I'm just trying to figure out how to turn this t-shirt into a scarf," she carefully placed down some scissors. Bowie smiled to himself; Andi was so creative and smart. He realised the creative parts of Andi she'd inherited from him and Bex, but the cleverness was all her. "And how's that going?" he asked, moving closer towards her. "It's a disaster!" she cried. He gently squeezed her arm.

"O c'mon, it can't be that bad! Everything you come up with is so good." He said reassuringly.

"Don't flatter me. You're supposed to say nice things, you're my Dad after all." Andi replied.

"Andi don't be so hard on yourself, you're still learning. Just keep trying you'll get there eventually."

Her strive for perfection was definitely Celia's mark on her. "Why don't you…take a break? Come back to this later."

"OK," Andi said, sighing. "Maybe it will help,". She suddenly paused for a second before piping up with interest. "Wait, you saw Bex today right? Did you propose? What did she say?"

Bowie put his head down a little, glancing at his feet. He braced himself. "Andi…"

"No, no, no! She didn't say yes?"

"She didn't say no either actually," Bowie pointed out.

"So what did she say?"

He shrugged. "She's not ready to date right now."

"Right now…so does that mean she could be later?"

The hope in Andi's eyes was mesmerizing, Bowie hated that he had to crush it.

"I think that Bex needs space and time but even then, there's no guarantee if we'll ever get back together."

"But you both love each other. I thought love was always enough…"

Bowie put both hands on Andi's shoulders and turned her to face him directly. "Sometimes you need other things too. And I think in this situation we're just going to have to wait it out."

Andi's lip quivered. Bowie heart's sank. Please don't cry, please don't cry.

"But do you know what? That's life, sometimes things don't always work out the way we want. Though as for the universe, from it we always get what we need. And boy am I glad I got you."

Andi smiled weakly through teary eyes. Bowie got down on his knees. She quickly wiped her eyes and gaze her father a puzzled look.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"Turns out there's another lady I'd like to spend forever with,"

Grinning from ear to ear, Bowie took out of his pocket a tiny necklace.

"Is that for-"

"Yes, you."

"Why? It's not my birthday."

"It's still a very special occasion." He took a deep breath and held out his free hand to Andi. She took it without hesitation. "Andrea Samantha Mack, do you take me Bartholomew Christopher Quinn, to be your doting Dad? To love you unconditionally, to embarrass you occasionally and to always be there to catch you if you fall."

Andi was dumbfounded.

Bowie chuckled. "C'mon, don't leave me hanging!"

"Errr…I do?"

"Alright, now ask me."

"What?"

"Ask me,"

Andi shook her head but complied anyway. "Do you, Bartholomew Christopher Quinn take me Andrea Samantha Mack to be your doting daughter? To love you unconditionally, to tell you when you're being totally embarrassing and to listen to your advice even if it's really bad."

Bowie laughed. "I do." Then after squeezing his daughter's hand he gestured for her to turn around as he fitted the necklace on her. Andi turned back, admiring the jewellery. It was simple but beautiful with a small golden heart as a centrepiece. She quickly embraced Bowie and they stayed hugging for a little while until she broke away from him.

"So…" she began. "Bartholomew?"

"So…Andrea? Celia told me."

"And Bowie is a nickname? Is it after the singer?"

"I didn't choose it." He admitted sheepishly.

"Let me guess, but Bex did?" Andi asked.

Bowie shrugged and then stood up to leave, Andi following his lead.

"Ready to keep messing up together?" Bowie asked.

"Always," Andi replied.