Chapter: In Which Sara and Greg Remember

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Logan walked through the door to find his father and mother sitting on the couch as if expecting him. He tensed. He walked in shutting the door behind him. He slowly walked into the living room.

"How was your night, son?" Catherine asked.

"It was ok." He replied shakily.

His father stood and towered over him.

"I am not going to ground you, but that doesn't mean that what you did was right either. I know you aren't like every average male out there son. I know you're a good kid. You're mother and I have raised you to be that way. However, giving Greg a heart attack is not a good idea. Remember that the next time you're out with your girlfriend. You're two years older than her, not that that has anything to do with it." Warrick reasoned.

Logan nodded.

"I didn't think it was a big deal. I'm sorry. It won't happen again."

"We trust you, son." Catherine smiled.

Warrick gave him a reassuring hug.

Greg walked out of the master bedroom, closing the door quietly behind him. He walked into the room finding his daughter getting ready to leave for school.

She looked at him.

"I know I know come strait home after school."

He smiled and motioned for her to come here. He wrapped his arms around her.

"I may have been too harsh earlier. I just am not ready for this. So please do me a favor, go slow. Ease me into this whole new uncharted territory."

She simply nodded.

"I'll see you after school, Dad."

"Love you, baby girl. Have a good day."

"Star Trek marathon when I get home?"

He laughed.

"Sure."

She smiled. "Love you too."

He watched as she walked out the door, then turned back to face his small toddler son.

"You're going to take it easy on me right? Not going to be the death of me."

His son just smiled a slobbery grin.

"Uh huh. Right. Well, I can dream while you're still young."

He picked his son up and started into the kitchen.

"Nanner."

"alright, we will get you a nanner."

He put him in his chair and strapped him in. Gregtook the requested fruit and cut it into small pieces. He turned back to his son and handed him the fruit. He turned back to fix him something when he felt arms around him. He let out a soft groan.

"I thought I tucked you in."

"Yes, and then you left." Her voice was still deep.

He turned in her arms. He tilted his head down touching her lips lightly with her own.

As if right on cue, Dillan squealedwith delight from his chair.

Sara cleaned her son up and then lifted him from his chair. She let him down and turned back to Greg with a smile.

"What?" He asked.

"The day you asked me to marry you." was all Sara replied.

Flashback

"Greg..."Sara gasped.

There they were on a dinner boat with candles and soft music. Italian food and wine. He was dressed up in a three piece suit. The suit was black with silver pin stripe. Sara had a floor length burgundy dress. Her hair was in curly spirals and hanging down a little off her shoulder.

"Are-are you sure?" She stuttered.

Greg nodded as he spoke.

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life as I am sure about this. I love you with all my heart. I have since the day I met you and that is obviously not going to change."

Sara smiled the smile that made Greg's heart pitter patter.

"Yes, Gregory Sanders, I will marry you."

He smiled and moved to kiss her, but she held out her hand to stop him.

"On one condition."

He looked at her slightly quizzical.

"Anything." he decided.

"You have to wear this." She said placing his Fedora hat on his head the kissed him passionately.

End Flashback

"That wasthe second outof the many happiest days of my life." Greg said holding his wife close to him.

"You never wnated anyone else?"

"Not after meeting you I didn't. I just wanted you."

She snuggled in closer.

"I love you."

"I love you too, sweetie." He replied as he kissed the top of her head.

TBC...