"Robin is here," Maria announces as she walks back into the room and even though you want to continue kissing Luke forever, you pull away from him and turn to look at your daughter's biological mother. Luke wraps his arms around your waist, his fingers playing with the ring he just slid onto your finger with a goofy grin.

"You're late," Luke tells the other woman while looking down at his watch. "By eight hours." Looking up and glaring at the woman, you disentangle yourself from Luke's arms and walk closer to her. Her eyes were shifty and her skin looked sallow. There was a layer of sweat on her forehead and you glance behind you to your fiance.

"Lex, can you go play in your room for a while," you whisper. "And close the door." Lex nods, jumping up from the couch and takes off for her bedroom. Turning back to Luke and twirling the ring on your finger, you smile softly at the man before sitting on the couch. He had more experience with this sort of thing, after all, having come across all walks of life with his job. You just got the bottom of the barrel, the worst, the people who took lives without any remorse. Your heart breaks for the woman, but there were clear directives when Luke agreed to let her see Lex, and this was one of them. "What're you on Robin?"

"Nothing," the woman replies, shakily running her finger through her hair. You stare at her, reaching up to run your hands down your face.

"Robin, we were very clear," Luke says slowly, his voice steady even though you can see the anger on his face.

"I'm fine," she shouts, wrapping her arms around her waist. "I just want to see my kid, it's Christmas." She looks at Luke, reaching up with her left hand to push her hair off of her face. Robin's face contorts as she speaks, her voice growing louder with each word.

"Keep your voice down," you hiss at her. "Lex doesn't need to see or hear this." She looks over at you, examining you from head to toe, and you realize that you've never felt more naked in your life. Her eyes narrow when they finally settle onto the ring on your finger.

"So, it's official then, Perfect Penny is going to be Lex's mother," she says roughly, her voice choking up with tears. "Because I'm not good enough and I never was."

"Don't deflect," Luke says while rolling his eyes, clearly exasperated with the pity party Robin was determined to throw herself. "You're eight hours late, you show up here strung out expecting to see my kid, and then you attack my future wife with your insecurities, and I won't stand for it. This is not the example I want to set for Lex and you should want to set a better one as well."

"I'm here aren't I?" She asks, stumbling as she moves to sit in the nearest chair. "I'm trying to get to know my kid before she grows up and doesn't remember me."

"Bullshit," you whisper. "She doesn't know you now. And you're trying, or you were. What happened to the woman I talked to months ago who was so determined to stay clean and get to know her kid? I trusted you, Robin. I trusted you with our daughter, and even though I want to be so upset with you all I want to do is help you. So please, tell me what you're on so that we can get you some help because whether we like it or not, you gave birth to that little girl and you're family."

"Penelope," Luke turns to you with wide eyes. "You can't be serious."

"I am," you tell him. "Lex knows how much I love her, but I never want her to question why her biological mother didn't love her or didn't want her, or why she couldn't give up drugs in order to maintain a relationship with her. My daughter will never wonder why she wasn't good enough, Luke." You look up at the man with unshed tears in your eyes, trying to express to him exactly what you meant in case your words weren't clear enough. "So I'm going to ask you again, what're you on?"

"Are you sure that this is a good idea?" He asks, sliding his arm around your waist later that night. Shaking your head you turn to him on the bed and press your lips to his bare chest.

"No," you whisper. "I'm not sure but it's the only idea I have that won't eventually alienate Lex. Trust me, nobody should ever wonder why they aren't enough."

"You're enough for me," he whispers back, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer to him. His lips land softly on yours. "And for Lex, and Roxy, and Sergio. You're enough for our little family."

"I love you," you tell the man, lifting your left hand and looking down at the ring he slid onto your finger a few hours ago.

"I was afraid you wouldn't say yes, and I'd have to join Kevin in the Penelope Garcia castoff club," he says softly. You look up at him and sigh.

"You gave me a choice, the past two going on three years being with you was a choice and you never pushed anything on me. With Kevin it was all or nothing, on his time table, and I felt like I was losing a part of myself. But with you, it's different. More mature, stable, we have built such a beautiful life together outside of our relationship and even if you didn't propose we would have ended up here eventually," you mutter as you move your thumb to brush against the band of the ring. It felt weird on your finger, but not unwelcome, and you're sure that you will get used to it in time. "It really is a beautiful ring."

"Lex picked it out," he chuckles. "She told me that the ring I originally bought was trash and that I had to do better if I wanted you to say yes." You laugh with him, pushing against his chest so that he can lay on his back as you curl into his side.

"That's my girl."