Charlie didn't know exactly where he was headed when he left the condo that night. All he knew was if he'd stayed, he would've said something unforgivable, something he couldn't take back. That was, if he hadn't already.

Another baby. He hadn't wanted another child, and he'd been very explicit about it. Still, was it really that bad? His own son or daughter, a precious baby, with Conway blood, flowing through their veins.

His wife, his beautifu,l Connie had given him the chance for that. To bring a life into this world together, something a lot of people only dream of. And how had he repaid her? He'd treated her like trash. Showed the woman he was suppose to love more then his own life, less respect then a he would a bum on the street.

Charlie's dark SUV, made it's way down the Canadian streets with no purpose, direction, it's driver lost in his own thoughts. Winding around roads and corners, in the middle of nowhere. Then suddenly it stopped with a jolt, out of gas in an unknown place.

It was too late and too dark to set out in the hopes of finding help. And since he didn't know where he was anyway, that didn't help matters. If he knew Connie at all, he knew she wouldn't answer if she saw his name on the caller ID, so calling her would be useless. He was stuck.

" Did you check the water before we left the house, Baby?" Connie asked as their car came to an abrupt stop.

Her husband shook his head. "No, I thought you had."

"I didn't." Connie replied with a smile. "I brought Maddie to your mother's in my car."

Charlie looked at her and sighed before getting of the care and walking around to the front. He lifted the and a thick cloud of white smoke puffed up around him. Steam shot from the radiator and Connie couldn't help but giggle. Charlie however failed to find the humor and was downright annoyed.

"You did this on purpose, just so we'd get stuck didn't you?" The petite brunette askedas her husband slunk back into their vehicle.

A smirk crossed Charlie's lips as his head turned in her direction. "You caught me Beautiful, I've been planning this for weeks. I thought, 'Screw the outrageously expensive bed and breakfast. Why bother, when we could just spend our honeymoon in the car,on the side of the highway?"

"I always knew you were a romantic at heart. How much time, thought and effort did this require?"

"Months. You have no idea how much careful preparation goes into making your own car over heat." Charlie sighed. "The whole weekend is ruined. I wanted everything to be so perfect."

Connie just shook her head, and climbed over the seat into the back, gesturing for him to follow. She folded the back seats down, like a bed and settled across then. Covering herself with Charlie's sweat shirt she smiled and asked him "Baby, are we together?"

The new groom nodded his response.

"Are wesafe and healthy?"

Nod.

"Then it is, perfect. Everything is perfect when we're together."

Charlie gave her a disbelieving look, as he crawled into the back and laid down beside her. "I don't deserve you." He said, pulling her close for both warmth and comfort.

"I know." She retorted. "You deserve so much better, then me, but I'm glad you were willing to settle."

Charlie rest his head against the steering wheel, and closed his eyes tightly. How could he have been so foolish? The things he'd said. Those terrible things. He accused her of being unfaithful. Connie? What was he thinking? She loved him more then anyone else ever had.

He'd been down right mean to her. That wasn't him, that wasn't the person he wanted to be. Cold, harsh and unforgiving. The same things his mother often described his own father as. He wouldn't turn into that man.

The mere thought scared him to the point of all most crying. More then anything he hoped Connie would forgive him. The only problem would be getting her to listen. But he swore when the sun came up, he'd find a way to get him, and make her see how truly sorry he was, and that she was his world.