Eddie let out a big yawn as she laid back on the couch, exhausted. She had a pretty long night with Scarlett, who'd woken up almost every hour having a coughing fit or gagging, wanting to throw up. After a few hours of restlessness, the little girl had finally fallen asleep around 5:30 in the morning.

As she was about to fall asleep herself, she felt her phone come to life beside her. Jamie, the caller I.D. read.

"Hello?" she answered, letting out another yawn.

"Hey!" he responded. "Long night?"

"Yeah." She glanced at the opened bedroom door, where she could see Scarlett, who was still sleeping, "My poor baby is so sick. We were up for quite a few hours because she couldn't stop coughing or gagging. I'm probably going to take her to the doctor later, depending on how she wakes up."

"Poor munchkin," Jamie said sadly. "I hate that she feels so lousy. Is it still okay if I come by with breakfast?"

She smiled, "It's fine with me but I don't want her to get you sick."

"I'll be fine," he replied. "I'm just going to drop it off anyways because I've been summoned to Bay Ridge by my dad. He says that he needs help with a few things."

"Oh, okay." Eddie smiled softly as she remembered their date, the night before, "I had such a great time last night, Jamie. I need to find a way to thank you."

"You don't have to thank me for anything. I'm glad you had such a good time."

"Well... Let me cook for you!" she offered excitedly. "It won't be as good the food last night but you'll definitely leave here with a full belly."

"Your cooking is great, Eddie. We lived together for three months, remember? I'll love anything you cook."

"Let's make it for your birthday?" she asked. "Or maybe the night before because I don't want to take you away from your family that day, I'm sure they have plans for you."

"All they're going to do is have a cake, probably one or two gifts, and Danny's probably going to examine my head for grey hairs so he can make fun of me," he replied. "... But I'd love to come over for a birthday dinner."

"Great!" she said already making the plans in her head. "I can't wait to do it for you." All of a sudden, she heard a cry from the other room, signaling a sick toddler needing her mama's attention. "Hey Jamie, Scarlett's waking up so I have to go."

"Alright. I'm about to pick up the food. I'll be there soon."

"Okay, thank you. Bye."

"How'd it go last night?" Hattie asked curiously as she cuddled a still tired Scarlett, who was slowly looking and feeling better after taking some more medicine and having the breakfast that her "Mr. 'aime" brought over. "I think I saw his car pulling away when I came over here."

"He dropped off some breakfast for us," Eddie replied as she cleaned up the few dishes that they'd used. "He would've stayed but his dad needed him for something."

"That's a sweet man," Hattie said. "But you didn't answer my question."

Eddie turned away, smiling as she remembered their night, "It was wonderful. He was a complete gentleman throughout. We went to The River Cafe then took a walk on the bridge."

"Ohhhh... The River Cafe, how fancy!"

"I was a little worried because of how pricey it is there but he kept telling me not to. The food was to die for and the view from our table was so beautiful. He really pulled out all the stops for me. He had other things planned but then you called about Scarlett so I came straight back. But it was honestly the best night I've ever had."

"Is he the one, baby?" she asked. "Do you see a future with him?"

"I see it all with him," Eddie responded. "He's just so great and more than I could ever ask for with Scarlett. Not many guys would be too thrilled about a two year old in the picture but not him. He's embraced both of us. I love him... I really do."

Hattie grinned. She hasn't seen her Eddie this happy in a long time, "I couldn't be happier for you, sweetheart. I've always prayed for a good man to come to you and now he finally has. That Jamie is one of the good ones."

"He definitely is."

"Dad?" Jamie said as he walked into the house. "You here?"

"He's up in your room!" Pop said from the kitchen. "Go on up."

Jamie jogged up the stairs and walked down the hall, turning to the third bedroom to the right, his childhood bedroom, "Hey dad," he said walking in.

Frank looked up from the boxes he was sorting through, "Hi son. Did you just get here?"

"Yeah. Pop told me to come up. What'd you need help with?"

"We're wanting to declutter the house so I thought I'd let you go through your things and see what you want to keep."

"Oh, alright," Jamie replied, wondering why he wanted to do it now instead of later when he'd already be here.

He spent a few minutes sorting through the boxes, finding old treasures that he hadn't seen in a long time like an old football, a second grade science project that was in great condition after so many years, and an old blanket that was his constant companion in his first few years of life.

"So, how've you been, Jamie? Frank asked, sitting down on the bed. "I haven't seen much of you in these past few weeks, besides when you come here for dinner. Been busy?"

"Yeah," Jamie replied. "I got a new partner... and Eddie and I have officially started seeing each other."

"That's great," Frank replied. "I wondered if you'd already done it yet."

"We went out on our first official date last night. She's really special to me, dad."

Frank smiled when he saw the glow on his son's face. It's been a long time since he's seen him this happy, not even with Sydney.

"I'm glad, son," Frank said as he patted Jamie on the shoulder. "And when she's ready, we'll be happy to welcome her here."

"Thank you, dad."

"How do you get along with her daughter?" Frank asked. "Scarlett, isn't it?"

Jamie nodded, "It's Scarlett. We really do get along great. She's very social so she's been comfortable with me from the get-go. Definitely very active and chatty," he laughed. "She wears Eddie out on a daily basis. And me too, in the time that I've spent with her."

"Sounds a lot like you when you were young," Frank said with a chuckle. "Your mom didn't know what to do with you sometimes. She'd try to hand you off to Danny or Erin for a few minutes but they wouldn't have any of it."

"Ha! Yeah..." Jamie trailed off.

"I see how much you care about her. It's different than it was with Sydney, isn't it?"

Jamie smiled, "It is. I love her dad. We haven't been dating for long but I can't imagine going on without her and Scarlett in my life."

"That's the way I felt about your mom. Once I knew, I knew." Frank sat in thought for a minute then got up and walked out of the room. Jamie looked after him, confused.

A few minutes later, Frank walked back in, clutching a small black, velvet box, "I know this probably isn't your radar just yet but take this." He put the box in Jamie's hand, closing his fingers over it, "Do whatever you want with it. I know Sydney wore it but it would really be great to see something done with her ring, in whatever way you'd want to give it to her."

"Thank you, dad. It's not on my radar yet but it's definitely in the plans down the road."

Frank hugged him, then went about helping him sort through the boxes.

"Hey you," Eddie said, as she settled into bed for the night, with Scarlett already sleeping beside her. "You at home already?"

"Yeah," he replied, drying off after stepping out of the shower. "How was your day? How's Scarlett doing?"

She smiled down at the little girl, running her fingers through her hair, "She's a lot better now. Her fever is down and the vomiting went away, thank god."

"That's good," he replied with relief. "I was worried when I saw her this morning but I'm glad that she's doing better now. I've been meaning to ask you, what're you going to do for her birthday? It's coming up."

"A friend of mine actually owns Bounce N Play in Astoria and agreed to lower the price for me. We've been there for a few birthday parties and she absolutely loved it. I'm going to cook your birthday dinner Saturday night then do her party Sunday afternoon."

"I'm happy that you want to cook for me but wouldn't that be a lot in one weekend? The dinner for me then the munchkin's party?"

"I can handle it. Hattie's gonna help me out. She's going to take Scarlett on Saturday night so we can have our time together then will bring her to the party on Sunday."

"Alright," he said, taking note to ask her later about helping with the party. "Am I invited?"

She chuckled, "Of course you are. But you don't have to come Jamie. You should spend the day with your family since it'll be your birthday. It's just going to be a bunch of little kids and moms hanging around for a few hours."

"But I still want to go, though!" he exclaimed. "I'll go for a little bit before I head over to my dad's house."

"Okay," she relented. Eddie did want him to go to Scarlett's party but felt that it was more important for him to be with his family on his special day. She let out a big yawn.

"You tired?" He said.

"Big time," she replied, trying to cover another yawn.

"Well, I'm going to let you go so you can get some sleep. Maybe we can meet up for lunch sometime this week?"

"I'd love that."

"Great! I'll call and let you know. Goodnight, babe. I love you."

"I love you too. Bye."

"Bye Eddie."

Next, Eddie juggles trying to pull off the best three year old birthday party for Scarlett and a romantic night for her and Jamie.