"Beca..." Beca stirred in her sleep and opened her eyes.

"Jason?" She gasped. "What...?"

"Beca, sweetheart. Listen to me baby. I miss you so much. The kids and I can't wait for you to be back with us again some day. But Beca. Let go of all these little feelings that are holding you back." Jason spoke to her quietly.

"But Jay... what if this isn't what you want..."

"It is what I was for you my love. Why do you think it's them?" Jason smiled.

"Them? What do you mean?"

"Beca... just have them over. Face this fear. It's okay to love him. He's the one Becs."

"Jay..."

"No Becs. Listen to your heart... it's way more right than your head. I love you baby..."

Beca awoke with a start, she looked around. The room was dark, and the clock read 3:42 AM. She was in Jesse's bed, without Jesse, who was still at the hospital. It had been almost a week since Kara's accident. A week since the stupid heart monitor went dead and almost scared Jesse and Beca into a heart attack. Beca had been staying with Brady every night this week. She had been taking him to school and feeding him dinner. After that scare, Jesse had pretty much stayed there all the time. Beca was often left to think about her own little Kira. She had imagined what it would be like if she had actually been given the chance to sit at the hospital with her, and hold her hand. When watching little Kara sleep, it was easy to forget that she was not her own little Kira. It was easy to remember, though, that her own family was not given this chance to fight for their lives though. Beca could never afford to lose another little girl. If she had just been given the chance to watch her own family in the hospital, what would have happened? Would Kira have been okay? Would Brody and Jack have been okay? Would her own Jay have been okay? These thoughts had been overwhelming her during the day. Now, with that dream, it was like it was moving into her sleep.

She took a deep breath. It had been a dream. What kind of dream was that? She shook it off and tried to fall back asleep, but the thought just kept nagging at her. She gave in and got up to make herself some tea and to just think. It was going to be a long day.

"You ready to go home love bug?" Jesse smiled at his little girl, who had her arm and leg wrapped in pink sparkly casts.

She nodded, "I still hurt though daddy."

"I know baby. It'll start to get better soon. Aren't you excited to see Beca and Brady?"

Kara nodded. Her head was fine and her ribs were healing well. It had been quite a scare when the machine went dead on the heart monitor. Jesse spent the following week there. Beca had been a lifesaver, taking care of Brady all week. Now, Jesse was on his way home and was happier than ever.

"Kara!" Brady called out as Jesse carried his daughter carefully into the house.

"Brady! Beca!" Kara cheered, sounding excited for the first time all week.

"Alright Brade... be careful with her, she's very sore." Jesse placed Kara on the couch and she winced in pain a little.

"Can she color?" Brady asked. Luckliy, the hand Kara had broken wasn't her 'good' one.

"She can try." Jesse smiled as his children began to color and talk to one another, catching the other up on the past events of the week.

Beca smiled, "She looks like she's really on the road to recovery now."

Jesse put his arms around Beca's waist and pulled her to him, "Ugh, I hope so." He pressed his lips to hers, "Thank you."

"Don't thank me. Your kids are practically my life. I adore them."

"I know you do. And I adore you." Jesse kissed her again and Beca smiled into the kiss.

"I made supper. It should be ready in a bit. Can she eat?" Beca pulled away from Jesse, and Jesse just wanted to scoop her up and bring her to his bedroom.

"Yeah. She's good to go now. Just gotta wait for the rib fractures to fix themselves and a few weeks for the wrist and ankle. But food is good."

Beca nodded, "Okay. It's her favorite. Baked macaroni and cheese. I also bought a bottle of wine. I hope you don't mind me spending one more night."

"Not at all." Jesse said quickly, playfully grabbing her butt, out of the eyes of his children of course.

"Jess, I've missed you this week." Beca nuzzled her head onto his shoulder as they lay on the couch, watching TV. Brady was asleep on the chair and Kara had been tucked into bed an hour ago, her medicine making her tired.

He smiled into her head, "I've missed you too babe."

"It was nice though, taking care of Brady. I loved it. Your son is absolutely the most amazing little boy ever." She smiled, thinking of her own little Jack and Brody.

Jesse smiled, "So I meant to tell you about this dream I had."

Beca sat up, "I had a dream to tell you about too!"

"You go first." He smiled.

"No you go weirdo! You brought it up!" She swatted playfully at his chest.

Jesse smiled, "I had a dream about Sarah. She basically told me this is what she wanted. For me to be happy. To stop worrying about this fear that I have within me and move on. Because she brought you to me. You're the one." Jesse swallowed and blushed, turning Beca on.

"No way." She whispered, "My dream was about Jason."

"Oh God..." Jesse smiled at her.

"Would you and the kids maybe come spend the day at my house Saturday? Spend the night too?" Beca smiled at Jesse.

"That would be lovely Beca." Jesse smiled and pressed his lips to hers. That was it. The one thing that had not happened yet. He had never been to her place. It was time to face that fear. "Let's go upstairs."

"Okay." Beca nodded. And with that, Beca went to Jesse's room as he put Brady to bed. When he came back, he smiled big at her.

"You are so absolutely amazingly perfect." He gushed as he lay down on the side of her.

"You aren't so bad yourself weirdo." She crawled on top of them and spent the next few hours super close to one another.