"Remember the last time we were here together? Was it...four... years ago?" Maggie was all smiles as she settled herself on the lowest bleacher bench and made room for Abby. "Do you think Luka understands the game a little better?"

"I am sure he does, Mom. He's played every summer since then," Abby sat next to her on the bench and surveyed the baseball field under the night lights.

"NICU has a killer team this year," she said and glanced at Maggie. Abby blushed as she realized that her mother was watching her.

"What's the matter?" she asked. Maggie smiled

"You look...so beautiful."

"Oh yeah..."Abby snorted and looked down at herself. Her favorite 'Knocked Up' tee shirt was stretched snugly over her belly and maternity jeans. She reached up and pulleda straggly pony tail over her shoulder and grinned. Maggie picked up one of her hands and held it in hers.

"Beautiful...and peaceful." Tears glistened in Maggie's eyes.

"Oh...don't cry," Abby pleaded playfully. Maggie sighed.

"This has been wonderful for me, Abby, to see you like this," she said. "It makes it easier to go home again."

"It's been good for me too," Abby looked at her. "You're going home?"

"Well, you're all moved into the new apartment...everything is unpacked...the nursery is set up and ready...I have a job I need to get back to...and Eric." Abby's face fell and Maggie hugged her.

"Honey, you will be fine without me," she said. "You always have been. Eric is coping but he needs someone there. You know that."

"But it doesn't mean that I don't wan...or need..." Abby stumbled. "Don't you want to be here when the baby comes?"

"Abby, " Maggie sighed. "You and Luka need this time alone together...to make your own family. It's not like we won't see each other. You're coming to Minnesota in the fall. Luka promised me that." Abby nodded.

"And you don't have to worry, " Maggie said as she put her hands on either side of her daughter's face. "I fully intend to be the very best Grandma this baby could ever have." Maggie giggled happily.

"Can you believe I actually said Grandma? I am going to be a grandma?" She grimaced. Abby laughed and hugged her mother close. "Hey Abby," Luka called from the field. "Come here...we need your bat!"

"No..." she groaned reluctantly.

"Come on..." Luka pleaded. "Please? We have a displaced runner for you."

"Designated runner...," she shook her head. "No!" Luka came around the back stop fencing and picked up her hand. He pulled her reluctantly to the other side and Alex handed her a bat. Abby frowned but gave it a practice swing.

"They agreed to this?" she muttered. "Luka, I'm eight months pregnant. What if I get hit by the ball?" Luka grinned.

"They are ahead by 6 runs and it's our last bat, " he said and put a cap on her head. "I think they would agree to anything. It will be fine." Abby looked over the field. Chuny wasbouncing up and down on second base and Neela was poised to run off first. Ray stood confidently with a heel on third base. Abby looked up at Luka.

'Your bases are loaded," she said.

"Uh...yeah," Luka grinned and took her hand. He pulled her to the plate where Malik stood ready to run for her.

"Hit a home run and I'll marry you," Luka whispered in her ear and kissed her cheek. Abby's mouth dropped open. He chortled and backed off to the on deck circle. Abby looked at his grinning face and narrowed her eyes determinedly. She turned to the pitcher and tapped home plate with her bat. She lifted it to her shoulder and waited.

"Strrriiiiiiike one," the umpire called as the ball smacked into the catcher's mitt.

"Come on, Abby, take your time," Malik said quietly. She scuffed her feet in the dirt and raised the bat again. The ball was pitched and this time made contact with the bat. The ER team cheered as it sailed off into left field. Abby stepped back out of the way as Ray stomped on home plate and swung her off her feet in a hug to a safer spot. Chuny skipped over the plate and gave Abby a high five slap. Neela crossed just a few seconds later and came to a screeching halt as she stopped to catch her breath.

"I'm coming in...I'm coming in!" Malik hollered as he slid belly first over the plate.

"Saaaafe!" the umpire hollered as the ball smacked into the catcher's mitt. The runners all cheered and jumped up and down. Abby turned and looked at Luka who was leaning against the high fence on the side. She crossed her arms over her chest and tapped her foot expectantly. Luka grinned and took a moment to shift his baseball jersey on his shoulders and adjust his cap backwards on his head. Abby was suddenly aware of the odd little circle the ER and NICU teams had made behind her at home plate. Maggie was standing at her spot by the bleachers, both hands clasped together and tucked under her chin as she watched the scene played out before her. Abby put her hands on her hips as Luka approached her, his eyes never leaving her face. As he drew nearer, his smile grew.

"I've been set up," Abby said slowly. Luka's grin deepened.

"Uh...yeah..." he said. He took something out of his pocket and then dropped to his knees in dirt in front of her. He lifted one of her hands to his lips and pressed a kiss to her palm.

"Abby," he said softly as he looked up at her. "Danijela was the very first woman that I gave my heart to..." Tears welled up in his eyes.

"And you will be the last," he finished. "I never thought I could be this happy again. Will you please marry me...and be my wife?" He fumbled with a jeweler's box and opened it to reveal a simply cut diamond set in a simple gold band.

"Oh, man..." Abby choked as she looked at the ring for a long moment. "Are you sure?" The circle around her broke into laughter and Luka stood up. He took the ring from the box and slipped it on her finger. Abby looked at it on her hand and then smiled up at him. Luka bent his head to kiss her and wrapped her in a warm embrace.

"Now THAT's my kind of home run," Ray laughed as he high fived a grinning Chuny.