A week later Pete pulled up in front of the restaurant the five of them were meant to have dinner at. He and Addison got out of the car and made their way towards the entrance. As they walked inside Pete protectively placed a hand on the small of Addison's back and they followed a waiter to the table where the others were already waiting.

"Pete." Richard smiled and stood up to greet his son. Pete smiled back and gave his father a hug before greeting Clara and Lindsey. Addison was introduced to everyone and shook their hands.

"It's so great to finally meet you." Richard smiled at her. "We've heard so much about you."

"I've heard about you as well." Addison nodded once they were all sat.

"Not as much as we've heard about you, I bet." Lindsey grinned and shot her brother a look. Addison blushed and glanced up at Pete. He rolled his eyes at Lindsey and reached for the menu, handing one to Addison.

"Thank you very much for the crib and clothes." Addison looked at Clara and Richard. "It's all really beautiful."

"Oh we're happy to have someone to give it to." Clara smiled. "So, you liked it?"

"I loved it. It's in really good condition as well."

"I took good care of it over the years. I'm glad you like it."

Addison smiled softly and looked down at her menu. They all decided on something to eat before the waiter came to take their order.

"So," Richard started once they had ordered, "how is everything going?"

"Good." Pete nodded. "Really good. We've been shopping this past weekend and we've started decorating the nursery."

"Oh, really?" Clara smiled. "What colour are you painting it?"

"A really light shade of pink. It matches the pink of the crib."

"That's wonderful. It sounds just perfect."

"You should come see it once it's finished." He smiled softly.

"Really?" Clara looked at them hopefully. "That would be wonderful. We're here if you need help as well."

"Thank you." Pete smiled.

"Your father is no good with choosing how to decorate but he's great if he's told what to do." Clara smiled and looked at her husband.

"I have to admit, she's right." Richard smiled as well.

"I always am."

Pete smiled as he watched the two of them before he turned to smile at Addison. She smiled back and took a sip of her water.

"How far along are you now?" Lindsey looked at Addison.

"Six months." Addison instantly placed a hand on the top of her bump where the baby gave a soft kick.

"Not much longer then."

"No. Three months. It's scary," she admitted.

"It is," Clara agreed. "But I'm sure you'll be fine, dear."

"I hope so." Addison gently rubbed her stomach.

"You will," Pete reassured her and gave her hand that was led on the table a soft squeeze. She smiled softly at him and linked their fingers together. Pete smiled back at her before he turned back to the others. "We're still trying to agree on a name."

"It's a lot harder then we thought it would be to find a name," Addison admitted. "We want an unusual name."

"It's not an easy decision," Clara agreed. "But you will find the right one. You'll just know it. At least that's how it was with us." Addison nodded and thought about the list of names they had.

"I've started to really like Haven and Olivia but Addi doesn't seem to agree with me." Pete smiled softly.

"Olivia is too common." Addison turned her head and looked at Pete.

"I still like it." He gave a small shrug. She nodded and took another sip of her water. "We still have some time to choose."

"We do," Addison agreed. "If we've agreed by then is a different question."

"We'll just have to compromise."

"We will." She nodded. Pete smiled softly and slowly let go of her hand as the waiter arrived with their food. A comfortable silence settled over the table as they started to eat.

"This is delicious," Pete spoke after a while and held his fork in Addison's direction. "Want to try?"

She swallowed her mouthful of food before she tried some of Pete's. "Hmm, that's gorgeous!"

"I know." He smiled at her.

"Now I wish I'd ordered that."

"Hmm, bet you do." Pete smirked teasingly. Addison shoved him in the side before she ate some more of his food. Pete smiled and stole some from her plate in return. Addison looked at him before she just switched their plates around completely and smiled sweetly at him. He rolled his eyes and shook his head at her slightly but didn't complain.

"Oh, when I was shopping the other day I saw this cutest mobile ever. I had to think of you when I saw it." Clara smiled.

"You did?" Pete looked up at her and smiled. "Where did you see it?"

"Oh, what was that shop called?" Clara mused for a while.

"I thought you said it was that little store at the mall." Lindsey looked at her mother.

"Yes! That's the one." She smiled happily. "I can take you there some time if you like."

"Sure." Pete smiled and glanced at Addison. "We haven't found one yet anyway."

"We could look." Addison nodded. "We need a mobile."

"I'd love to take you. They have gorgeous things there."

"Thank you." She smiled softly. Clara smiled back at them before he continued to eat.

Once they had finished their meals, Lindsey ordered a desert for herself while Pete and Addison shared a desert. Richard and Clara kept watching the two of them and shared smiles.

"Why have we never come here before?" Addison asked Pete. "The food is amazing."

"I don't know, I've never been here before either."

"We should come again," she decided.

"Sounds good to me." He smiled softly.

"Good." She nodded and continued to eat. Pete smiled and watched Addison as he ate. Lindsey grinned and glanced at her parents watching Pete and Addison too. They were sat close as they shared a plate and kept smiling at each other.

"Hmm, that was amazing." Addison wiped her mouth as they finished.

"It really was," Pete agreed before he looked at his sister. "How did you like yours, Lindsey?"

"Clearly not as much as you liked yours." She grinned.

Clara smiled and softly shook her head at her daughter. "How about we all go back to our place for coffee?"

"I'll have to pass on the coffee, sorry." Addison smiled sheepishly.

"I can always make you a cup of tea." She smiled. Addison turned to look at Pete to let him make the decision.

"We could, unless you're too tired?" Pete looked back down at her.

"No, I'm not tired." Addison shook her head.

"Good." He smiled softly and turned to Clara. "Coffee sounds good."

"Great!" Clara grinned. "We have a spare room if it gets too late and you're too tired to drive home." Richard smiled at his wife's excitement before he waved the waiter for the bill and the five of them left the restaurant together.

"Wow," Addison spoke quietly as she looked around the living room of Richard and Clara's house half an hour later.

"It's nice, isn't it?" Pete smiled as he watched her.

"It's lovely." She nodded and turned her attention to the photos. He smiled softly and kept his eyes on her as she looked at everything. "It's so homely," she commented.

"It is," Pete agreed. "And there are so many pictures, so many memories. Hopefully our place will look like this one day," he mused.

"Our place?" Addison turned to look at him.

"Places," he quickly corrected himself. "Our places, I mean." She nodded and turned back to the photos. Pete nodded as well and looked around the room in silence.

"It will," she spoke quietly.

"Hmm?" He turned his head to look at her.

"It will look like this."

Pete looked at her and nodded slowly.

"Drinks!" Clara called happily as she and Lindsey carried two trays into the room and placed it down on the coffee table.

"Thank you." Pete smiled and took hold of a cup. Addison sat down in a chair and took her cup of tea. Pete added some milk and sugar to his coffee before he sat down as well.

"Pete, can you come and help me with something?" Richard asked. "We can leave the girls to get to know each other better."

"Yeah, of course." He glanced at Addison before he got up again and followed his father. They made their way upstairs and into Richard's study. "What do you need?" Pete asked as he walked inside and looked around.

Richard opened a drawer of his desk before he pulled out a small black box. "I want you to have this."

Pete frowned slightly and looked at the box as Richard handed it to him. "What is that?"

"My mother gave it to me. You should have it. I know you'll make good use of it."

His frown deepened and he opened the box before his eyes widened in surprise. "That's an engagement ring."

"Yes." Richard nodded as Pete took in the silver detail of the ring. "It should go to someone who means a lot and is loved deeply."

Pete looked up at his father in confusion. "But...I don't even have anyone to give it to."

"Yes, you do." Richard looked at his son.

"But..." he trailed off again.

"But what? You don't love her? You don't want to be with her?"

"I...it's complicated," he tried.

Richard smiled and shook his head. "It's only complicated because you're both making it complicated. It's obvious to everyone but the two of you."

"I can't take this ring." Pete looked at his father. "I'm sure it's important to you. I can't accept it."

"Yes, you can. Clara already has a ring and Lindsey can't give it to herself, can she? My mother would want that ring to go to someone special and it's clear that she is."

Pete looked down at the ring and gave a small sigh, unsure about what to do.

"You're going to end up doing it eventually." Richard looked at Pete.

"What if she says no?"

Richard smiled knowingly. "She won't. I've seen how she looks at you. She's not going to say no."

"How can you be so sure?" Pete looked back at him.

Richard shrugged. "Just trust me on this." Pete's eyes wandered down to the box before he closed it, still not sure what to do. "Now, shall we get back down to the girls?" Richard asked and opened the door to his study.

Pete followed his father and nodded slowly. "Thank you." He looked at him. Richard smiled at his son before they made their way back to the living room.