Megan and Peter had been working together awkwardly for months, dancing around the issue that had come between them. Megan had honestly let it go. She knew she had no right to be mad at Peter for something that had happened before she knew him or Kate. But now that so much time had gone by without them mentioning it, she didn't know how to bring it up again.

Peter watched as she poured a pint of blood through a sieve, looking for abnormalities.

"Just…not…finding anything…" Megan mumbled.

"Is this all of it?"

"No. Hand me that other jar," she ordered. "Please."

Peter smirked as he handed it to her. She half-smiled back.

"Kate swore this wasn't the culprit, but you know, that never stops me."

Peter hesitated in his response.

"I'm sure she expects it as this point."

Now Megan allowed herself to smile in full. Finally, two tiny metal clips clinked into the mesh netting. She knew she'd eventually catch that asshole doctor whose work had she had called out months ago for being reckless. It was only a matter of time before he really killed someone. She also knew that even with the proof, he'd be able to defend himself, and the victim's family would have to wait a very long time for any kind of compensation. Even then, it wouldn't bring their loved one back.

"Oh ho ho," Peter chuckled. "And so now, how do you tell her without rubbing it in her face and pissing her off?"

"I rub it in her face. And it pisses her off," Megan deadpanned.

"That must cause some…turbulence." He couldn't think of a better word.

Megan laughed, both at the situation and his obvious nerves.

"Like you said, she expects it."

Peter nodded. "I'm glad you guys are doing well. Kate's never looked happier."

Megan nodded back. "I've never been happier."

Peter put his hand on her shoulder and squeezed it.

"Just remember, don't…"

She listened to his advice for half a second before tuning it out as she went back to her work. She was glad to have him back. For the most part.

Kate soon got tired of schlepping her things back and forth between her place and Megan's. When it got to the point where they were spending nearly every night together, both decided it was time to move in. Kate admitted that her place never really felt like it was completely her own. There were a lot of memories trapped there, some good, some not so good. She decided she'd rather completely move on than try to brush over the painful ones. Megan's apartment, on the other hand, felt like home to both of them. They asked Curtis and Ethan to help with the move. After all the boxes were brought upstairs, Megan rewarded them for their efforts with pizza and beer. Little did she and Kate know, for all of their grumbling, the guys were honored they'd been asked to help. Not to mention, their curiosity had now been sufficiently satisfied.

A few weeks later, Lacey invited Megan and Kate to her eighth grade graduation party. Todd had conceded, knowing he had no other choice but to play nice. He wore his fakest, most cordial lawyer guise as he answered the door for them that afternoon.

"Todd," Megan nodded as she entered the home they used to share.

"Megan," he acknowledged. He and Kate also exchanged pleasantries before he led them to the backyard, which Lacey had taken it upon herself to decorate with an equestrian theme, along with purple and blue streamers, her favorite colors. Megan was delighted as Lacey ran up to her and hugged her tightly, then smiled even wider as she gave Kate the same warm greeting.

"I'm so glad you guys are here!" She gleamed.

"Where else would we be?" Megan assured.

Lacey introduced them to her friends as her mother and her "mother's partner, Kate." Neither Megan nor Kate had ever used that word, and Megan wasn't sure where Lacey had picked it up, but was glad her daughter seemed to have more grace with explaining their relationship than she did. After giving Lacey her graduation present—a tiny diamond horseshoe necklace, which she adored— they sat eating barbeque chicken at the table on the back deck, along with Todd, who's latest girlfriend couldn't make it. Todd got up from the table often, making excuses to check on something or take a phone call. When he was gone, the three joked about how uncomfortable he still seemed to be, but had to give him some credit. After he had finally sat still for more than five minutes, Lacey began to address them all more seriously.

"Mom, Kate, I have something I need to talk to you guys about."

"Am I gonna need another glass of wine for this?" Megan hesitantly joked.

"Uh…I hope not." she turned to her father, who looked agitated as usual, but urged her to continue. "You guys know I applied to Fairview, the science magnet school, right?"

"Yes, and you told me not to bug you about the results…" Megan replied anxiously.

"I did. Anyway…I got in!"

Megan and Kate both squealed their congratulations. They couldn't help but assume Lacey's project and subsequent interest in their work had somewhat spurred her decision to apply. That, her undying love for horses and desire to be a veterinarian made Fairview the school for her.

"So that's what I need to talk to you guys about. Since the school is downtown, and dad lives all the way out here…can I move in with you?"

Megan's jaw dropped. She looked at Todd, who kind of shrugged, obviously having given in to the idea prior to this conversation. Megan couldn't help but get teary-eyed. She got up from her chair and went over to Lacey, throwing her arms around her before kissing her on the top of the head.

"Of course you can. Absolutely."

"Wait. Don't you and Kate need to talk it over first?" Lacey asked.

"We already have," Kate admitted. "Back when you first applied. We kind of figured it would make sense for you to live with us, since its closer."

"And you don't mind?"

"Not at all," Kate smiled. "Plus, you'll have the perfect live-in tutors to help with homework."

Lacey got up and hugged her too as Megan tried to get a hold of herself. For as much as her life once felt like it was falling apart, she couldn't believe how it had come back together, even better than it had been before.