Guys, I'm literally the worst when it comes to remembering things. Pretty sure they are already engaged, as a guest commented… I don't even know. I barely have time to write and edit :/ SO sorry for the confusion or lack of effort that I've put into considering what I've already written. With this chapter, I have tried to answer all of your questions. I want you to know I value every single review, and take into consideration every criticism and/or recommendation. With that being said, I have a feeling this isn't the last chapter. I feel like I owe it to not only my lovely readers, but the story and series itself that I've been working on for over a year now. I'll finish it when I feel it is finished. Thanks again guys, you're all great.

Also- just to add because I'm really excited about it - I've been working on piecing together my first Battlestar Galactica fic and guys… i actually feel so good about it. I think it's gonna be a frakking hit. So stay tuned for that in the upcoming weeks, I'll post a link or notify you guys in the next update for this fic when it's been started. I've literally been editing chapter by chapter of this new fic on an excel doc for months, and I feel really good about it. With that being said, I'm looking for a beta reader, so if you're relatively familiar with Battlestar Galactica and the english language, send me a message if you're interested :)

Ok, enough with the banter. Enjoy!

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The wedding was small and quaint but tasteful. It was held at Andy's cousin's farm just outside New York, in a barn that gave the ceremony a nice rustic but homey feeling. Virginia was getting bigger, moodier and more tired as the days went by, and complained the entire flight there, but Andy didn't take it personally. He knew that Virginia was excited for Nicole's wedding, she was just exhausted.

At night he would rub her feet, or knead her back when the baby was kicking; It made him feel like he was making up for all the years they were apart, or even a feeling in the back of his mind telling him that it was important that he not mess this family up. After all the chaos that had gone on earlier in the year with his relapse, he knew better than to cause Virginia anymore worry involving their new, little family of three working out. No more drinking, just changing diapers, bath time and playing with building blocks.

Being the bride's side of the family, Andy insisted that him and Virginia pay for the wedding, which was the least he felt he could do for his daughter after missing so much of her childhood. Nicole was even less Catholic than her father, but it was still important to her to marry before she had the baby, which meant it needed to happen sooner than later.

When they arrived, all attention was on Nicole - as she'd always loved as a child - but once everyone had congratulated the happy couple, the other hot news was Andy's new woman. Who was Andy's new wife-to-be? A surgeon?

Virginia hid behind her fiancé like a child, shielding herself from the strangers, trying to avoid conversation. Some people were lovely, and seemed worth talking to, others stood in the distance just staring at her, or her stomach. Every so often Andy would whisper into Virginia's ear names or reasons why they were staring. Either they were Andy's very Catholic paternal side of the family and were displeased with either Andy's divorce, alcoholism or knocked-up fiancée, or they took a liking to Andy's previous wife.

At dinner, everyone's attention turned to engaged couple that had remained relatively quiet for most of the evening. Andy made it very clear to Virginia that he wouldn't be providing any dates, locations or other information about their wedding, so she had no need to worry. They had both agreed that their wedding would be small as well, maybe a little larger than Nicole's, simply because the whole station would insist on coming, as well as many of Virginia's long-time colleagues. "So Andrew, you gotta tell us how you managed? Landing a smart, beautiful woman like Dr. Dixon here," Andy's uncle boomed from the end of the table.

"Virginia," she corrected, trying to seem pleasant. If these people were going to be part of her family, she might as well start getting settled.

Andy's uncle smiled, while he waited for an explanation. "I ask myself that every day," he smiled, squeezing her hand that he held under the table.

Nicole piped up and began reciting one of her new favourite stories to tell. "About a year ago, when dad had the accident, Virginia was his doctor at the hospital." She had a big grin on her ace as she spoke, looking between the two, with aspiration. "It's really sweet actually," she continued. " They kept talking once he was released and have been together ever since."

Andy looked over at his daughter who was beaming from the other side of the table. "Actually," the bride continued, "If it wasn't for Virginia, this wedding may not have happened. She's the one that talked dad into being okay with it."

For the first time in a while Andy felt like his daughter was truly proud of her father. Aside from being overjoyed with the fact that his family loved his soon-to-be wife, they were happy for him.

They all rose their glasses and toasted to the newlyweds and the soon-to-be, which seemed to be the talk of the wedding. Virginia was just grateful that no one had brought up her or Nicole's untimed pregnancies. She found it almost odd that no one had brought up her Aspergers, but then again knowing Nicole, she probably warned people in advanced not to say anything. Once the dinner was over people began dancing and sometime around midnight, the drunken shenanigans began and Virginia decided it was time to leave, considering neither of them could drink, and she was too big to dance with Andy for more than a few songs.

Once they got back to the hotel, Virginia's tore off her heels almost immediately, making Andy snicker. "Hon, why did you wear those in the first place if I told you that Nicole wouldn't mine?"

"Because Andy, this was my first time meeting your family, and what kind of first impression would I be leaving if I showed up to my stepdaughter's wedding in Sketchers."

He laughed, unbuttoning his jacket and placing it over the chair in the corner of the room. "I didn't say you had to wear sneakers, you could have just worn flats."

She sat on the bed and put her feet up, a sigh leaving her lips. "Well, what's done is done." She traced circles on her stomach with her fingers, as she let her eyes rest.

He sat on the edge of the bed, taking one of her small feet in his hand and began rubbing the arch. "Well in that case, you won't be wearing them to ours."

That managed to raise an eyebrow. "I will wear what I please to my wedding, Andrew Flynn. After all, this is the only one I get."

He hid a smile, focusing on her feet, surrendering to her challenging response. She had won. Pregnant Virginia always wins the argument, Andy had come to learn. "Why don't I help you with your dress, you get comfortable and I'll run you a bath?"

It was her turn to grin. "Is that you're sneaky way of getting me naked."

If definitely wasn't hard these days for him to. It was one of the things that balanced out the mood swings. "Well, yes but I promise I'll behave. At least until after the bath."

She liked the sound of a bath, even though it wasn't their home, Virginia found it impossible to pass up on one these days.

He helped her unzip her dress and kissed down her shoulders as he unclipped her bra, letting it fall to the carpet. "Andy…"

Her eyes fell shut, head resting back on his shoulder, as his warm mouth trailed across her skin.

His intentions were good moments earlier, but all he could think about once he saw her porcelain skin glowing in the dimly lit room was how badly he wanted her. She was in no position to resist him at this point, letting him kiss up her neck, lightly sucking as his hands roamed her front. A soft moan escaped from her throat, making him harden at the sound. There was no way either of them could protest now. She was the one who initiated it, slowly turning to face him before pressing her mouth to his. He returned her kiss, hungrily capturing her lips as his hands found the waistband of her panties. They were on the floor in seconds, as she laid back on the bed for him. He kissed up her thighs but she was already dripping with anticipation. She didn't want to wait. "Andy…" She pleaded.

He knew she was more than ready, but wanted to tease her, hear her beg for him. The feeling was definitely mutual, his erection pressing hard against his dress pants. Just a little longer and then he would give in.

Her hands gripped the material under her, as she held on to what little composure she had left. His tongue moved around her folds, surrounding her nerves but not daring to go further, knowing what it would lead to. He wanted to see how long she could last. "Andy, please…"

He quickened his pace, pressing his tongue against her heat, until she stilled under him. Her back arched as her legs trembled around him. She called out his name, not caring if anyone could hear at this point. As soon as she came down from her high, she refocused on what she really wanted. She sat up, hands going straight to the button of his pants. She unzipped and tugged them down, not hesitating for a second before then tugging down his boxers, revealing his hardened member. She looked up at him with an evil grin on her face, before slowly lowering her mouth on to him, getting her sweet revenge. As her mouth moved expertly around him, her free hand lingered back down to the wetness between her thighs. Part of him didn't want to dare look daring, fearing it come to a quick end, but he couldn't help himself. That was exactly what she wanted. Once Virginia was satisfied with her torment, and couldn't wait any longer herself, she rose to her knees to straddle him. The heat between her legs was pulsing as she slowly brought him to her entrance, a low moan leaving her lips. His hands gripped her thighs as she slowly brought him inside of her. "Shit." He swore, his member throbbing inside of her. His response brought a small smile to her face, as she picked up the pace, rocking back and forth, hitting all the right spots. The first orgasm came soon after, and the second followed when he had flipped them so he was on top, driving into her until she struggled for breath.

He collapsed next to her, panting himself. She laid there, motionless with her eyes shut as her chest rose and fell and he could tell she was tired. Discarding the idea of a bath, he decided they could shower in the morning. His hand rested on the round her stomach, while he nestled his face into her neck. The scent of her perfume lingered, bringing him to a peaceful slumber.

She woke up first, as she normally did since she became pregnant. When the baby was awake, she was awake. She twisted the ring on her finger, watching it glisten in the sunlight coming in through the hotel blinds. She thought back to a year ago, when she was planning her future around the hospital, and finding a position as head of cardio. She never thought twice about finding love, she just accepted they she was living at the time, more than happy with work, but now she couldn't imagine how her life would have been without finding Andy. She would have lived the rest of her life never knowing what it's like to really be loved by someone properly. Love – she'd come to learn – wasn't just something spoken, it was shown. It was never this good in her previous relationships, and because of that, Virginia had decided very early in her life that finding a man just wasn't that important. It was by chance, luck or even the grace of God some would say, that she had found Andy. Andy had given her so much, in such a short time. He taught her what real love was, how she deserved to be treated, even with autism and now he was giving her a child.

She often worried, at times like this – when Andy wasn't around, or when he was still asleep – what being a mother would be like. She'd heard him talk about raising his children, and she'd been around her brother and his children, but she had a feeling it was going to be so much more than that. Andy told her every day that she'd be a great mother, but she still worried. How was anyone to know for sure, when she'd never done it before? Being a mother is so much more than just feeding it, putting them to sleep and cleaning up after the child, she knew that much. She worried that with work, she wouldn't be able to love their baby as much as she should. What if she was tired after work, and couldn't hold her at night until she stopped crying? What if she got wrapped up in work and couldn't feed her own child? She loved being a doctor more than anything, until Andy came along, and she was afraid that when this baby came, she wouldn't have enough love left to give it.

She felt the bed move next to her, and Andy's warm sigh against her neck. He had been watching her fiddle with her engagement ring, with a blank expression on her face. "If you like it, you can keep it," he joked, trying to see what was on her mind.

She smiled in return, which didn't answer his question. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder. "You wanna talk about it?"

She was pretty transparent when it came to something bothering her, and it'd become so easy for her to tell him everything and anything when he asked.

"What if I don't have enough love for her?"

He brushed his hand against her cheek, the pain of her words stinging him. "Honey, I promise that you will. I already told you, you'll be an exceptional mother. Stop doubting yourself."

She turned her face into his hand, looking him in the eyes. "Should I resign from the hospital? It's not too late."

His eyebrows twisted with concern. "What? Virginia, why would you do that?"

Her eyes began to water, as the hormones often made them. "I mean, if this were anyone else it would be fine, but I know how much you love being a doctor, and I could never ask you to give that up for our baby."

Her face was cupped in his hand now, tears falling down her cheek on to his fingers. "You don't have to choose between the two. I know you, and I know you can handle both, and besides you have me too. We're doing this together, and if I don't have to quit my job then you don't have to quit yours."

"But what if I want to? What if I have the baby, and I'm not spending enough time with her?"

"Well..." He rubbed his hands along the side of her stomach, where the baby usually kicked. "If it comes to that, then maybe you can consider taking a little time off work. I'm sure it won't be a problem."

The idea didn't sound too bad to Virginia. She could be just as phenomenal of a surgeon if she took on less patients. Based on her silence, he gathered that she didn't reject the idea. "You feel a little better now?"

She smiled through her tears and set her hand on his, on top of their unborn child.