Notes: I'm utterly sorry that I didn't upload sooner, but between university and work I was overwhelmed.

Thank you for still reading, I hope you like the story as much as I enjoyed to write it. This is the last chapter.

I hope you all had a lovely Easter!

Finally Saturday arrived, Charlie was anxious more than ever, and she couldn't do a damn thing about it. Today was the right day to announce to her family that Bass and she were dating for now a year. That they liked or not.

They had picked out this day, hoping it would smooth a bit her family's reaction.

Both were very afraid of the outcome they would get from them. Bass only hoped they would not rejected Charlie or get mad at her about their relationship. He could deal with them, not talking to him permanently or not. He would be harsh, but at least he would still have Charlotte next to him. He wouldn't be alone as long as she was with him. But Bass couldn't bear the idea of her being rejected by the one who were supposed to love her no matter what.

Unfortunately for them, Bass had notice that Miles wasn't in a good mood since a couple days, apparently Miles had even ditch Bass on guy's night –they would meet up a couple of time per week to hang out in a bar and drown themselves in whisky, but Miles had refused to go out with Bass this week, refusing every time with a pretty odd excuses- so that wasn't going to help. However she knew that Danny would be supportive.

"Baby are you ready yet?" Bass shouted out from the living room. He was watching a documentary on some discovery channel, his mind not really into it, due to the tornado that was going to happene later. However he knew he had left Charlie in the bathroom like 20min ago, and she hadn't still come out, which was pretty weird since charlotte didn't usually spend a lot of time to prepare.

"Yeah just a couple of minutes"

"It's just dinner with your parents, not a presidential meeting" he said while a bearded man talk with behind him a map with what seemed to be like battles from the civil war.

"So? How do I look?"

Bass looked up, Charlie was wearing a simple black dress with beautiful red high heel which made her legs looked longer than ever. "You're gorgeous Charlotte." He circled her with his arms around her waist, his eyes noted the necklace she was wearing –his necklace. "You kept it?"

"Yeah I figure I didn't need to take it off, seeing the news that we're going to drop"

Charlie didn't a single time took off his necklace, it was the only thing that was making her his. She loved it. It remind her of his tattoo, she felt linked to him when they weren't together.

They arrived at the Matheson house only to be received with a broody Miles, and a Rachel that was going nuts with the meal.

Bass and Charlie shared a look "alright let's do this".

They went sit down on the sofa next to her father and Danny while Miles was sulking on a chair watching tv. Usually Miles would have already talk to Charlie, asking her about her week and school. Bass got the same treatment, even though he tried to engage conversation Miles barely answered.

So the couple decided to let go for now and kept talking with Ben, Danny and to the furtive Rachel.

Everything was going fine, after a couple of drinks, the entire family put down around the wooden table, filled with amazing food, only Charlie's favorites. As usual Bass and Charlie were facing each other, however Miles had changed place with her father so he wouldn't be near Charlie or Bass.

Rachel served everybody while Ben served wine.

"Well happy birthday to my beautiful daughter" her father proclaimed standing with his glass of wine.

The family cheered up as well a happy birthday.

"Come on give us a speech sis'" Danny shouted out to joke.

Everyone went quiet. "Well actually yes, I have something to say." She looked at Bass, he nodded slightly.

"You're not pregnant, are you?"

"Gees Rachel! Calm down and listen to her" her father intervened.

"No mum, I'm not pregnant… but I could be…"

Oh great charlotte nice way to introduce our relationship, you were supposed to simply say no, thought Bass.

"What does that mean?" Rachel was already a bit louder.

"It means, that I have been seeing someone for a year now, it's very serious between us, and we love each other." She heard Miles chuckle to that but ignored it.

"Well that's wonderful darling, when will we meet him?" asked her father.

"Actually… you already know him" surprised faces appeared around the table. "It's Bass".

It was oddly quiet, just like before a huge storm arrived. Then her mother screamed inaudible things, while Ben tried to calm her down.

Ben was always the rational and calm one, she was thankful for his help even though she didn't know what he was thinking yet.

However what surprised Charlie and Bass was, the lack of surprised on Miles face. Bass tuned toward him "you knew, didn't you?"

"Of course I knew, you dipshit!"

"But how? We always been so careful." Charlie intervened distraught

"I saw you last weekend at this restaurant! Holding hands and all that shit!"

"That's why you have been in a shitty mood, isn't it?"

"Yeah Bass, it is, because weirdly seeing my best friend with his tongue deep in my niece didn't make an appealing picture! You were both fucking clinging to each other, which was too much."

"You know we wanted to tell you sooner, but we preferred to keep it to each other at the beginning and then we were afraid we were going to lose you, all of you. So we kept quiet." Charlie said in an apology tune.

Miles face was totally blank, free of any expression. "I know you surely don't like that, but Miles please listen, I love her. I do. She is the best thing that ever happened to me. You know me… You were wondering why I haven't date anyone for a long time now… well now you know it's because I had Charlotte… All I want is to make her happy, I will be with her as long as she allows me to. I can't imagine my life without her Miles, she is my everything. My soul. My heart. My life. She is the love of my life." Bass said his last sentence staring straight in Charlotte beautiful blue eyes.

Charlie got up and went next to Bass, soon they were in each other arms, which got an eye rolling from Miles.

But even him, could tell, that they were in love. He had always wanted a good man for Charlie. He hadn't expected his best friend to be the one, but he knew Bass would do anything for her.

"I understand… I'm not saying that I'm ok with that but just… I understand… if you loved each other… but don't come to me when all this start falling in dipshit." Miles said with his best threating finger, while drinking down his wisky.

"It won't" said Bass while meeting eyes with Charlotte.

Turning her attention back to her mother, Charlotte saw that everyone was looking at them, and was awfully quiet.

"Mon?"

"I don't like this Charlie, not one bit." With that her mother felt table to go upstairs.

"She will come around don't worry Charlie." He father said "I think I'm with Miles on this point, it's your business, not mine, but please be careful both of you." With that Ben left to look for Rachel.

"Well… welcome in the family Bro" Danny said while putting an arm around Bass' shoulder.

After that, dinner went by slowly, her parents came back down, and she blew her candles. Her brother offered her a couple of books, Miles gave her beautiful bracelet, and she received clothes as well as a bit of money from her parents.

Even though it was Charlie's birthday, the news had a bit crashed down the family mood. Her mother wasn't talking to Bass and wasn't even looking at him, she was just ignoring the fact that they were together. Hoping it would go away. Miles was drinking a bit more than usual and grumbled every time Bass and Charlie would lingered too much.

There were just her father and her brother who actually interacted normally with both Charlie and Bass.

"Oh it never felt so good to come back home" said charlotte spread on the bed.

"Yes you're right" Bass kissed her slowly on the shoulder, on the neck. "So how do you wanna celebrate your 20 year?"

"I think I have an idea" Charlie replied with a luscious smirk.

Then charlotte turns in his arms, and they kissed, letting Charlie escape a moan. His hands pushed up her dress, and roamed on her ass. They were quick to undress, they laid on their side, Charlie's back against his torso.

Bass lifted up her legs and slowly entered her. They made love slowly, her hand in his air, his hand on her tits. They climaxed together.

Bass was thrilled, this gorgeous and amazing woman was his, but finally he could brag to the entire world about how wonderfully happy she was making him. She made him a better man. Charlotte was making him happy again after all he had been through.

Prologue: 7 years later

"Bass! I'm gonna kill you! I hate you"

"It's ok baby, I love you enough for both of us. You're doing great. Keep going baby."

"Come one Mrs. Monroe, one more push and you will meet your baby girl."

Charlie crushed Bass' hand, and screamed. Then she heard it, the little cry of her baby girl.

Bass was finally carrying his little daughter in his arms. He remembered the day Charlie told him she was pregnant.

He was coming back home after a hard day at work, when he arrived he picked quickly that something wasn't as usual. Charlotte wasn't in the living room - planning the program in the museum where she worked- as ordinary, he wandered a bit toward their bedroom, and found light coming from under the bathroom's door.

"Baby? Are you alright?" he had tried to open the door, without success.

"Yeah…" he could tell she was lying and maybe he though also crying.

"Open up please, Charlotte" he heard the little click of the lock, and came in. He found Charlotte sat down on the cold floor, her legs to her front and her head hidden by massive blond hair.

He sat next to her and took her in his arms. He pushed away the messy hair, and put a hand under her chin to meet her eyes. "What's going on Charlotte?"

"I'm… I'm pregnant"

Bass remembered how his heart had stopped, he had been overwhelmed with the news.

"Are… Are you sure?"

"I just took a test, I would need a blood test. But I'm pretty sure, I'm pretty late."

Bass had squeezed her so hard against his chest, laugh and tears mixing. "You're not mad?" her shy voice had asked.

"Why would I be mad Charlotte? I love you, I want you to be the mother of my children, I wanna spend the rest of my days with you."

Relief had crossed her pretty face. They had kissed passionately then Bass had took her against the washbasin and they had locked eyes through the mirror.

.

"She's beautiful Charlotte, like you baby. I love you so much both of you."

"What's her name?" asked the pediatrician

"Gaelle Monroe" said Charlie while staring at her baby girl and her husband.

Charlotte's heart was going to explode, everything was perfect - she felt exhausted - but she wouldn't trade her current situation for anything in the world. Her entire family was waiting for news of the recent member, they had all came in emergency to support Bass and she for the birth.

Bass had been the best, he had support her during all her swaying mood. He had told her he would do anything to please her, and that marrying her was the best thing he had ever decided.

However being pregnant had its perks, her libido had never been higher, and Bass was quite happy to help her with that. She remembered when they had Christianized their new home.

Charlie was riding Bass shamelessly on the couch in the living room, she left huge but Bass kept saying that she was beautiful with their baby inside her.

His hands were massaging her sensitive breast, while she was with her hands in her hair and her head thrown back. "Yes… yes Bass… Oh baby… yes harder"

Bass gave all he got, but he wasn't going to last long, so he squeezed lightly her breast and her clit, this combination did the job every time during her pregnancy. She came with a cry, and Bass finally let go.

"Thank you Baby"

"Yeah it was very hard to comply." He had chuckled, while his ring hand was caressing lightly her belly.

Bass had proposed her on their 5th year anniversary, they had celebrated the wedding in summer. Bass and Charlie had decided to organize their wedding on the beach where they had spent many secret weekends.

Now here she was, with her loving husband and their baby girl, with all her family.

Charlotte Matheson Monroe couldn't dream a better life.