Wow. I really did not expect for it to be so long until I could update again...A thousand aplogies. In the upcoming weeks what microscopic amount of spare time I have between Basketball and my AP classes I will put towards writing. No guarantees you'll get an update beforeThanksgiving /pouts at that thought/ I definitely won't give upon this, I hope you won't give up on waiting for me to update. Once again a thousand aplogies!

THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS! THEY DON'T GO UNNOTICED! I LOVEYOU GUYS! COOKIES AND CREEDY PLUSHIES TO EVERYONE!

On with the show!

It's end of October, beginning of November.

Quinn walked into his room only to find Ali, armed with a needle and tweezers to dig out a particularly large splinter sitting on top of Creedy who had his arm pinned down.Quinn shrugged off his coat and sat down on his bed to pull off his boots, all the while watching the ongoings on the opposite bed. Ali gave him a bright smile and he returned it.
"Ow!" Creedy yanked his hand away and shook it vigorously like he wanted it to fly off and hit the opposite wall. Quinn turned his head so Creedy couldn't see him laughing. Ali sat up and gave Creedy a suspicious look.
"What exactly have you been doing to get these splinters?" Creedy sighed and took the tweezers from Ali, he wasn't willing to risk a stab with the needle if he tried to take it from her. He and sharp pointy objects didn't mix.
"I was helping Quinn." He answered cryptically. She huffed.
"I'm not stupid Creedy, Quinn doesn't have any splinters or else he's smart enough to wear gloves." She got off of him and moved to the side to watch as he began to attempt to yank out the splinter, Creedy didn't say anything, she would find out soon enough. Quinn noticed for the first time that the corner where the cradle usually was, was empty. He couldn't find it anywhere in the room, Creedy had hidden it well wherever he hid it. Quinn laughed to himself as he watched a look of relief cross Creedy's face as he pulled out a large splinter from the fleshy meat in between his thumb and index finger. Ali took his hand and kissed it.
"Did you make yourself all better?" She asked, Creedy smiled and nodded, stealing a kiss.
"That helped." He started nuzzling her neck as they settled down for the night. To Quinn it seemed Creedy had everything going for him, everything Creedy could ever want was within his grasp. Quinn on the other hand had no one to kiss his blisters better.

Creedy crouched down just outside the kitchen, Ben and May in front of him. He put his hand on their shoulders and they looked at him.
"You remember what I told you to do?" They nodded.
"Good, now go." They hurtled off into the kitchen, emerging a few seconds later pulling Ali along by her arms. Creedy waited until they were around the corner then slipped in and headed straight for the pantry, luckily the kitchen was deserted. He opened it and stood in the doorway for a minute, so many cans, he hoped he could find the one he was looking for fairly quickly and leave the kitchen before Ali (or anyone) came back. It would ruin his master plan.
"Just what do you think you're doing?" Creedy pulled a can back and cleared his throat before turning around to face Isa. She didn't look too happy.
"Uh. Well I, I was just getting this can here because...Ali really likes the pineapple and I thought maybe you know..." He shrugged and stood there with a can in his hand looking guilty at being caught. Isa just gave a knowing smile and stepped away from the door.
"Don't worry Creedy, you were never here." He could've kissed the woman, she was an angel. The master plan was still in effect.

The dinner bell rang, everyone rushed into the kitchen like school was out and grabbed a plate, standing in line for their meal. Ali was just about to get her own plate of food when Creedy came up behind her pulled her away out of line, he took her plate from her and set it down. She groaned. He said it was 'important,' what was more important than food? She drug her feet every step of the way to his room, protesting and giving him a piece of her mind about dragging her away for no good reason. He opened the door and walked her through, she was in the middle of giving him what for when she stopped and turned to face him, speechless.

Candles lit the room giving it a romantic feel. The desk had been cleared off, two chairs and a warm meal at either end. No wonder he had that grin plastered on his face, he was so proud of himself, and he had a right to be. This was as perfect as perfect got in a place like this.
"You did this? All of this? For me?" He hugged her to him and gave her a kiss.
"Yes, for you, Ali, all for you." If he had asked to go jump off a bridge at that moment, she would have. She loved him that much. He pulled out her chair for her and she sat down in it, he sat across from her. She was so blown away, he had even remembered pineapples!

After a wonderful meal (made better by the company of course) Creedy cleared his throat as they moved from the makeshift table to the bed. Ali sat there looking at him even as he dropped to his knees in front of her.
"Uh Ali there is something I have to tell you. Ask you." He corrected, this sudden nervousness of his made her curious. She listened as he went on.
"Ali you know I love you and I'd do anything for you. I've been the happiest man ever since I first met you, and uh, I know we've had a hard few months but I'm trying to ask is...Marry me? I-I know I don't have a ring or anything but I'm asking you to be my wife." Ali would have laughed but she was speechless. She would have had an epiphany but her mind was blank. Her heart would have stopped, but it was beating so fast. A smile broke out over her face as she wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him.
"Of course I'll marry you Creedy. I would be crazy not too." She whispered against his lips when they broke apart. She had never seen him seem so happy, like a wriggling dog unable to control itself when it's master came home, that was the extent of his happiness. She almost laughed at the image of him wriggling and jumping like a dog. 'Is this the crazy thoughts that go through women's minds when someone proposes to them?' Maybe it just proved she was slowly beginning to lose her sanity through upcoming parenthood. Back to the situation at hand. She smiled, her eyes lighting up as she replied.
"I will happily be Mrs. Creedy."

The spent the rest of the evening snuggling up on his bed, enjoying much needed quiet time together.
He laid his head on her shoulder, breathing in her sweet scent and burying his face in her thick hair. His hand he spread over her ever rounding stomach. Ali was playing with his soft dark curls, it almost put him to sleep. Her voice was barely more than a whisper, soft and lovely.
"I really do love you, you know that?" Creedy roused himself from his near slumber and raised himself onto one elbow to look down at her. With his other hand he brushed her cheek softly and smiled at those words.
"I love you too Ali, always and forever." She leaned up and kissed him. Ali sighed contentedly and snuggled closer to his warm chest.

The next morning Creedy had the energy of a man who had had entirely to much Starbucks coffee, and since that was out of the question that left option two: he was reallyREALLY happy. They arrived together for breakfast, Creedy had every intention of announcing their engagement to everyone present, Ali just didn't know it yet. She was led unsuspecting to the middle of the floor, where he clanged a fork against a plate in gong like fashion. He cleared his throat, big goofy grin on face and waited for everyone to quiet down and give him their undivided attention. Ali tugged on his arm.
"Creedy what do you think your doing?" He grinned at her and took her hand before turning back to the crowd, a few more had gathered in the doorway in curiosity.
"Hello everyone, as you all know I'm Creedy, this is Ali." He gestured towards her and bowed, a few people laughed. Ali turned pink.
"Last night Ali and I agreed on something very special."
"A name for the baby?" Some anonymous person called out, Creedy took it in stride and turned towards the direction of the voice.
"No need to agree on that, it's Creedy Jr." When the laughter died down he continued on.
"Last night I asked Ali to marry me. And she said yes." A packed house on opening night could not have given more applause, by now Ali was a more crimson shade than the sweater she was currently wearing.

Isa and Mattie were clinging to each other, tears of happiness cascading down their cheeks. Many formed a line and offered hugs and congratulatory slaps on the back to the beaming couple. They kissed each other, longer than a peck on the lips but not quite long enough to qualify as one of those 'everyone blush and turn your heads away' kisses. He kept her close to his chest and she rested her head on his shoulder. Across the room she saw Quinn standing in the doorway, he did not look happy at all, he looked defeated, hopeless. He uncrossed his arms and disappeared through the door into the shadows. Creedy gave her a squeeze and thoughts of Quinn quickly vanished from her mind, after all she had to pop someone's bubble about a certain name for a certain baby.

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