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D.J. was on call and had been called to the vet clinic. It was a Saturday, but surprisingly everybody was home, leaving Steve to do what he had wanted to do for three months. It had been about five months since Steve and Max had talked.
"Can everybody come down right now?" Steve yelled to the house.
Shuffling feet from the basement, kitchen and upstairs rooms were heard until five kids and two adults sat down in the living room. Seven pairs of eyes were staring up at the man.
"What's going on?" Jasmine asked her father.
"I wanted to ask everybody something," Steve said. His eyes turned towards Max, T.J., Jasmine and J.D. His eyes turned towards Ramona, Stephanie and Kimmy.
"This sounds more like when you guys asked us about you moving in," J.D. commented.
Everybody's eyes went wide in realization.
"As you all know, I love D.J very much. She's my everything, she was when we were teenagers and she still is now. She's been one of the best things in my life. If you give me your permission, I promise that I will make her happy, I promise that I will take care of you kids to my best ability, and I swear with my life I will never intentionally hurt her," Steve said. He turned to Jasmine, who had tears running down her face. "Jas, you and I both lost someone special when you were young. You and your mother were always the most important people in my life, and what you went through was awful. I never wanted you to go through life with a mother.
"And when I found D.J. again, you had a mother. She's taken care of you, she's been like a second mother to you. I know that no one can replace your mother in either of our hearts, but Deej…Deej has put together my heart when I thought I could never love again. Do I have permission to ask her to marry me?"
Jasmine's head nodded so hard that everybody thought it might bob off. She hugged Steve tight, tears soaking his t-shirt.
Steve turned to the three boys sitting on the couch.
"I love your mother, and I love you three kids, too," he said. "You and your mother make me the happiest I've ever been since my wife died. Will you let me marry your mother?"
Max nodded eagerly. Jesse took a few more moments. He had grown fond of Steve, knowing that nobody would take the place of his father. He nodded. Timothy Junior nodded, though he was a confused four-year-old. Shouldn't Mommy and Daddy already be married?
Steve turned to Ramona, Kimmy and Steph.
"You don't even have to ask. Kimmy and I always thought you'd be the only one D.J. ends up with, so why don't both of us just skip to saying we agree with the kids?" Stephanie said.
"Ditto, Steve-O," Kimmy agreed.
"Ramona, how do you feel if I ask D.J. to marry me?" Steve said.
"You're amazing, so I'm sure that D.J. is going to be very happy with you," Ramona said.
Steve's chest felt a lot lighter, knowing that everything was going to be okay. Stephanie must've caught the smile cause she said,
"Hold up, Mister. Have you asked Dad yet?"
"D-Danny?" Steve stuttered.
Danny had been unsure about the rekindled relationship between Steve and D.J. Though, he did like the more mature Steve. The Steve that he knew would take care of his daughter and her three sons, if they wished. He also loved Jasmine.
"Yes, Danny," Stephanie said slowly. "The one who's going to be your father-in-law if everything goes well."
Shit, Steve thought.
"O-Okay," he stuttered again.
"Aw," Kimmy teased, "are you scared of Mr. Tanner?"
Steve rolled his eyes as to say "No", but his face screamed "Terrified".
"Look, all you have to do is call him and ask him for permission," Stephanie said.
Steve nodded and took out his cell phone. He dialed the Tanner house number and waited. After three rings, Daniel Tanner's voice came through the line.
"Steve, what's going on?" Danny answered.
"Um…h-hi, sir, um…," Steve said. He had never really been this nervous around Danny before. But what he was about to do was one of the most terrifying things ever.
He hadn't been this nervous when he was asking for his first wife's hand…and that's what made him even more nervous.
"Oh my gosh, give it here!" Stephanie yelled, ripping the phone out of Steve's hand, putting the phone on speaker and saying to her father, "Steve wants to ask D.J.'s hand in marriage. We've all given him our blessing. Now, because he's obviously a mumbling mess, just say he can propose to D.J., they can live happily ever after, blah blah blah. Just make Steve here stop gaping and stuttering whenever we mention your name."
The three boys giggled at their aunt, even Ramona and Jasmine laughed.
"Oh," Danny said after his daughter's outburst, and the line went silent. "Well…sure. Steve's great, he's always made D.J. happy. Just…don't hurt her."
And finally Steve found his voice.
"Yes, sir, won't hurt her," he said.
"Good. Goodbye, Steve."
"Goodbye, Danny."
The line went dead and everybody did a happy dance until the door opened and D.J. walked in.
"Dance party without any music?" she asked, hanging up her coat.
The room turned around and immediately everyone went silent.
"Just a little exercise," Jasmine lied.
"Okay," D.J. said, not convinced.
Oh don't worry, hun, Steve thought, you'll find out soon enough.
On Fall Break. Had some time. Til next time!