—The Visitor—

It was the middle of the night when Andy was awoken by Milo. Still drowsy she rolled herself over to watch him as he undressed and got into bed next to her. ''You're home late,'' she said, putting her arms around him and holding him close. She felt like she hadn't seen him in way too long, too long since she had had him this close—they had seen each other a few evenings prior at his parents' house but they hadn't been able to be this close—it made her all the more glad that she had given him a key to her house so that he could surprise her like this.

''Surgery ran long, complications,'' was his short answer. He kissed her before burying his face in her hair as he tried to get comfortable, he was on his stomach, half on top of her. ''I've missed you,'' he said, squeezing her tight for a second.

Andy pulled away from him to turn on the light on the bedside table. ''Still apartment hunting?'' She asked. It was becoming increasingly more common for him to spend the night at her house, but he was still living in the hotel he'd been staying at for months now. She could feel him nod against her shoulder and made a snap decision, ''Why don't you move in here?''

He sat up a bit so he could look her in the eye, ''I thought you wanted to wait until after we get married?'' He asked, wondering what had made her change her mind.

Andy shrugged, ''That won't be for a couple of months. Seems a bit pointless to move into one place and then move after a few months, we're going to move in together anyway, why wait?'' She could see him hesitate, not something she had expected, ''Is something wrong?''

''Does this have something to do with our talk about Lu moving in?'' He asked, pulling away from her even further. The last thing he had expected when he had showed up at her house at nearly two in the morning was a conversation like this. Despite her relationship with Lu, Andy was still quite traditional when it came to a lot of things and he hadn't expected this.

There was a frown on her face, ''It doesn't,'' she said. She and Lu had been spending a lot of time together, more even than her and Milo, but she still wasn't ready to live with her. With Milo on the other hand, it felt like a long time coming. ''We're both very busy and I think that if we live together we can at least see each other sometimes,'' she said, ''It would just be less of a hassle.'' She saw him look away and suddenly felt like this might've been a mistake, she had been pretty sure that he would agree but now wasn't so sure. ''What do you think?''

''I'm thinking of where I'm going to put my piano,'' he said before smiling at her, pretending to look around the bedroom for a place to put it before turning back to her when she laughed at him. He got pushed onto his back by Andy and felt her move on top of him. He couldn't pretend he wasn't curious though, ''Did you and Lu make up?'' He asked.

There was a blush on Andy's face which even in the dim light of the lamp on the nightstand was very clear. She could see him cock his head, silently asking her what was going on. ''I ehh- I found a way to make it up to her,'' she said, trying to keep it vague enough. It had been a great night and it had been a long time since she had been that turned on, but she preferred not to get specific with Milo. She held his face in her hands as she kissed him, shutting him up before any words had left his mouth. When she pulled away she saw that he was going to ask her about it and decided to change the subject before he could, ''So why did you... punish me, last Saturday?''

''I figured it might be a good way to get you to make up with Lu,'' he said. The confusion in her eyes was evident, ''I figured if I left you wanting more you'd probably go to her, your horniness is the one thing I can always count on,'' he joked. It wasn't entirely untrue, just slightly exaggerated.

She chuckled, ''I think you're overestimating your abilities.''

''Am I though?'' He asked, pulling her face close to his own and kissing her. His hands ran down her back before cupping her ass, pulling her even closer to himself. He could feel her grind against him and groaned, suddenly forgetting what he had been wanting to say.

She kissed him deeply, feeling his tongue brushing against her own, her hand on his cheek, her thumb softly stroking the stubble. ''Yes, you are,'' she said, pulling away from him and moving back over to her side of the bed. It was just to make a point, she was already regretting letting it get this far. Every kiss from him made it more difficult to say no and she would be lying if she said she wasn't already wet for him.

He could see on her face that she was joking and laughed only to get shushed by Andy—who was ignoring the fact that she herself was laughing harder—because Lizzy was asleep in the next room. ''Oh come here woman,'' he said, grabbing her hip to pull her beneath him. Crashing their lips together he could feel her push down his boxer shorts. The smile on Andy's face faded and after a second so did his own.

Andy stared into his eyes before kissing him softly. Over time their lovemaking had increasingly started to look less and less like just that: lovemaking. Despite getting plenty from Milo and Lu it still sometimes felt like her needs were being fulfilled. The sex was passionate, soft, hard, fast, rarely slow, frenzied quite often; no matter how much love she felt for both of them it hardly ever felt like that was being reflected between the sheets. It was something that she missed from how it had been with Milo a few years ago.

She pulled on the hem of the nightgown. It was rather inconvenient considering how cold the Philadelphia winters could get, but for moments like these it was perfect that it was this short. Moving it up over her hip she could feel Milo grab her hand, pulling it to his lips and kissing it. She knew that she didn't have to say anything for him to get the message. His hands moved beneath her nightgown up to her waist, leaving goose bumps where his hands had been.

His slightly open mouth was the kind of invitation she needed to kiss him, her hands ran over his head—feeling his only millimeters long soft hair against her skin—before moving down his body. He wasn't inside of her but their hips were already rocking against each other and she could feel him grow hard against her thigh. She moved one of her hands between their bodies, stroking him softly before guiding him inside of her.

A soft moan left her lips and she had never been more grateful that there was a walk-in-closet as well as two bathrooms separating her and her daughter's rooms. Just as she had hoped Milo kept the same slow tempo, normally she'd find it torturously slow but right now it was just what she needed. She moved two of her fingers to her clit, rubbing it with the same rhythm as Milo's thrusts, hoping that he wouldn't find some reason to ''punish'' her again.

Milo's lips moved down to her neck and her hands were on his back, scratching softly. Feeling him thrusting into her started a slow burning fire. It wasn't like the usual race to the edge. It started slowly, barely noticeable. It wasn't that she didn't notice it felt good, it's just that she didn't realize how close she was getting. It was like the frog, getting boiled alive so slowly it didn't even notice it. It wasn't until her back was arching up against Milo chest that Andy realized she was breathing faster, that she noticed the sweat droplets that had formed on her chest.

His head was buried in the pillow next to hers and she could hear his fast breathing. His hands moved beneath her ass again, lifting her up a bit and changing the angle. It was slow and soft but steady.

''Oh god,'' she let out a deep breath as he hit her g-spot, having trouble breathing in—or even thinking—as he thrusted slightly harder. ''Milo…'' her nails had been softly scratching his back but were now leaving marks for sure. She could feel him pull away a bit to look at her and he opened his mouth to say something, but she shushed him before he could, ''Keep going.''

His tongue darted out, licking her lips and seeking entrance. She rocked against him, where he usually held her in place he now let her do whatever she wanted. Though she loved it when he took control this was a nice change of pace.

Her toes were curled up, a few moments where every single muscle in her body seemed to tighten, before everything releasing. It wasn't as explosive as it sometimes was—nor had she expected it to be after what had happened with Lu earlier that day—but it was just what she needed. He came seconds after she did, spilling his seed inside her.

Andy could feel Milo starting to pull away but tightened her arms around him, holding him close. After a second he gave in, melting into her body. She didn't want to let him go just yet, needing his skin against her own, breathe in his scent… She just needed him close for a minute.

''You're up early,'' Andy commented when Milo walked into the kitchen the following morning. She had figured he would sleep in somewhat considering they had only gone to sleep at three—it was only her six a.m. wake-up being ingrained in her that she was up already.

''Couldn't sleep anymore,'' Milo said as he grabbed a mug and poured himself some coffee. ''Plus, I wanted to talk to you about something,'' he said, getting distracted before he could continue, ''Apartment ads?'' He asked, holding up the paper which had been left on the counter.

''It's Kayla's,'' Andy said, ''She's been thinking about moving out.'' Despite Kayla rarely being home Andy would miss her, it had been a long time coming but Kayla had lived with them for so long now that it was difficult to imagine her not being there. She'd rather not think about it until she had to, ''What did you want to talk to me about?''

Milo pulled up a chair across from Andy, sitting down at the kitchen table to enjoy his coffee. ''I went to go see a fertility specialist last week,'' he said, deciding to wait for her reaction before saying anything else. He had mentioned them having kids together before but they had never made any concrete plans for when to have a baby or if they were even going to have a baby at all, with their marriage less than half a year away it seemed like a good moment to bring it up again.

''I'm a fertility specialist,'' Andy reminded him, wondering why he hadn't just come to her.

''I know,'' Milo said, ''But I'm marrying you, I don't want you to be my doctor.'' He grabbed her hand, ''Plus, I figured it might be a good idea to figure out what the deal is before bringing it up again, so that I could give you the full picture if or when we make up our mind on what we're going to do.''

''You mean if we are going to have kids or not?'' Andy asked, getting up to pour herself another cup. ''We've talked about this, I'm not sure yet and I don't want to commit to having a baby unless I'm one-hundred percent sure.'' She leaned against the counter, watching Milo who was remaining quiet, ''Wait, if you weren't going to bring this up until we made up our minds then why are you mentioning it now?''

Wanting to ease Andy's concerns as quickly as possible Milo stood up and walked over to her, ''Just for complete transparency, there's nothing to worry about.'' He said and could hear Andy sigh in relief.

''Okay,'' Andy took a moment to gather her thoughts and calm down, ''What did they say?''

''She did some tests and for the most part everything seems fine,'' Milo said, ''Apparently my sperm count is a little low but nothing abnormal, although she did give me a prescription for Letrozole, but other than that she said that if we were to pay attention to when you ovulate then everything should be fine and we should have no trouble conceiving.''

''Okay,'' Andy said again, starting to pace around a bit, ''So if we want to then at least we have the option,'' she came to a halt in front of Milo. ''I know that time isn't exactly on our time but I need more time to think about this,'' she said, ''Can you just give me a few months?''

Milo took her hands into his own, ''Take as much time as you need.''

Andy swallowed hard, ''What if I decide that I don't want to have any more kids?'' She asked. She had asked him that before and he had seemed to be okay with that at the time, but given the fact that he had had testing done now certainly seemed to point to him wanting to have kids at one point or another.

Milo took a deep breath, ''Then we won't have any kids.'' He said, hoping that that wouldn't be the case. He had never cared for children all that much except for when they were his patients, but after spending a lot of time with Jesse and Lizzy and having had the opportunity to teach them a lot of things, it sparked something inside of him. That had only been made stronger when he then hadn't seen them for months due to him and Andy being broken up. Now though? The more he thought about it the more he longed for them to have a baby.

''You would be okay with that?'' Andy asked. She heard what he was saying, but the look in his eyes was telling a different story; she wasn't even sure if he was aware of the conflicting feelings he seemed to be having. When he didn't answer right away she sighed, ''I just need to know that you're not going to leave me if I don't want to have a baby with you,'' she admitted. She wanted to make a decision based on what she wanted for the future, not based on any fears she had.

Milo looked surprised at her words. ''I left Sandra for you, I'm not going to leave you over this,'' he said, ''I love you and I'm never going to leave you,'' he reiterated, ''I just want you to think about it.''

Andy hurried her way down the stairs, wondering who could possibly have the nerve to incessantly keep ringing the doorbell this early in the morning. She and Lu had only just woken up, Andy had only just broken the news that Milo would be coming over for dinner that evening… there was so much more she wanted to discuss before getting interrupted.

Holding her bathrobe tightly closed with one hand she opened the front door, hoping it would just take a few seconds to blow off whoever was on the other side. She did not at all expect to see Liz March when she opened the door. ''Mom?!'' She took a deep breath, her mind racing, she knew her parents had no inkling that she and Lu had been together.

''Hi sweetheart,'' Liz said, making her way past her daughter into the house, dragging her heavy suitcase behind her. She parked the suitcase next to the stairs before turning back to her daughter—met with a look that she knew Andy had gotten from her father—and opened her arms for a hug.

''What are you doing here?'' Andy asked, closing the black front door slightly harder than she had too, hoping Lu would somehow gather from that that it was best to stay upstairs. She gave her mom a short hug before crossing her arms in front of her chest. It wasn't that she didn't like her mother, they spoke on the phone all the time, but to have her here in Philly was an entirely different story. Over the phone it was so easy to hide all the things she didn't want her parents to know, and if anything came up one way or another she could change the subject. Her mother wasn't as likely to let her do that in person.

''I wanted to see you,'' Liz said, pinching her daughter's cheek softly before turning around and making her way into the kitchen, making herself right at home. When her eyes met Andy's again she knew her daughter needed more than that. ''I missed my granddaughters,'' she added after a second, ''I thought the four us could go wedding dress shopping for you.''

Andy closed her eyes for a second before throwing a glance at the clock; it was only just barely after nine in the morning. ''You left at six in the morning, drove all that way, just to come dress shopping?'' She asked. It had been years since her parents had last made the trip up to Philadelphia, back when she was still married to Les and it had only been a few months since they had moved into the house.

''Well, your only daughter only gets married for the second time once,'' Liz said with a smile. ''Now where are my beautiful grandbabies?''

''Jesse is away at college,'' Andy reminded her, surprised that her mother hadn't remembered no matter how many times Andy had lamented over the phone about how much she missed her eldest daughter, ''and Lizzy is staying at a friend's house.'' She could hear some faint footsteps coming down the stairs, and thanked god that Lu was light on her feet and her mother was just the slightest bit deaf.

''Oh,'' Liz seemed disappointed; she walked over to the coffee maker and started a pot, ignoring the fact that this wasn't her house. ''Well, you and I can still go, right? And maybe Lizzy can join us later?''

Andy was slowly backing out of the kitchen, wanting to send Lu back upstairs before her mother saw anything. It was only when she heard the footsteps getting fainter that she realized Lu was going into the kitchen through the laundry room, she internally cursed the fact that her mother had a soft enough voice—which had been great when she was a kid, she could listen to her mother tell stories for hours—but it probably wouldn't be audible for Lu.

Lu had just finished buttoning up her pajama top when she walked into the laundry room, stopping dead in her tracks when her eyes landed on Andy's mom; who seemed to notice Lu at the exact same time. They stared at each other in silence for a moment before Lu took a step forward; hoping that it wouldn't be awkward if she pretended everything was perfectly normal. ''Mrs. March,'' she put out her hand.

Liz took a second longer. She finally put her hand in Lu's hand but couldn't remember to introduce herself. With a dropped jaw she looked over at Andy, who was by now standing in the doorway between the dining room and the kitchen, ''Andy?''