Thank you to everyone who is still reading and reviewing! Y'alls reviews really do mean a whole bunch to me. And I know y'all want speedy updates, but during the week I don't have my laptop because there is no Wi-Fi at my Dad's house. But I'm doing the best I can. This chapter is shorter and has a cliff hanger, so prepare yourselves now.

"Andy, where are we going?" Sharon finally asked. He had taken her for a drive, and they left the house 15 minutes ago.

"You're going to love it. I promise," Andy said with a huge smile. He was holding her hand and gave it a tight squeeze before kissing it. "Don't worry. Just relax."

"Fine, but just because you've said I'm going to love it a million times, doesn't reassure me at all. You said I was going to LOVE that surprise trip last summer, and I had about as much fun as a meeting with Taylor."

"Okay, I'll admit driving all the way to Seattle and the cheaper hotel wasn't my best plan, but I've got a handle on today's surprise. You'll see." A moment later, Sharon had dozed off.

"Sharon. Sweetie. Wake up, we're here." Andy said while moving his hand up and down her arm.

"Hhhmmmmm, where are we?" she said with a yawn.

"The beach. The one we went to when I proposed."

"Oh Andy. This is perfect. I really do love this!"

"I packed a picnic for us and we can spend the afternoon at my buddy's house down the beach. We've been going nonstop lately, I felt we needed the seclusion."

"This is wonderful," she paused. "I just need you to come over here and help me out of the car."

Andy laughed under his breath and helped his very pregnant wife up. They got the basket of food, towels and beach chairs and strolled down to the beach. They ate lunch at the house and then plopped their chairs in the sand just enough that their feet wadded in the water as the waves crashed.

"In just a few months, we'll have our son here with us. Ohhh!" Sharon exclaimed and put her hand on her belly. "He's kicking harder these days."

"Guess he likes the beach," Andy placed his hand over Sharon's. "Just like his mother." He gave her a quick peck on the lips.

"Yeah, I've always liked being here. Just sitting here, listening to the wave gently crash on the shore puts me to ease."

"That's why I brought you here. We were under too much stress and drama at the house. You, especially, needed to get out of the city. We need to make a point to get out of the city as much as we can. My buddy hardly ever uses this house anymore, but keeps it for friends and family. He's said to just tell him when we would want to come out and he'd be fine."

"That's amazing of him. And yes I think getting out of town and into a peaceful environment is great. Especially when Connor comes."

After about another hour of sitting and talking, they made their way back to the car to head home. Andy had work the next day and Sharon needed to be home. The drive back was quiet, but it was a pleasant quiet. No tension or anger or bitterness quiet like some car rides can entail, but the contented quiet. A silence of two people that love each other and had no need for words to show affection. The occasional kiss of the hand and the soft feeling of Andy's thumb going across Sharon's hand was all the communication needed. In those few moments, all was right with their world.

What do they call it: the quiet before the storm? Then they were in for a hurricane.