So last chapter was short because this one is so long. This chapter marks the end of the first section of Where We Begin, and after reading, you will all understand why. Thank you all for all of your amazing reviews. I think almost everyone will be happy with this chapter. It's very fluffy and light and I can almost guarantee that you'll have a smile on your face by the time you finish reading.

It's mostly all written as a flashback. The normal font is present time. The italicized font is the flashbacks. In this chapter, Zoe and Wade have been together for about four to five months. It's about two to three weeks after the last chapter, or at least all the stuff set in the present is.

Enjoy.

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Previously on Where We Begin:

"Well, Zoe, I've got your test results." Paul sat down before her in a chair.

Wade drummed his fingers nervously. Everything looked amazing. Shelley had helped him out some, and Rose, and even Lemon and AnnaBeth, the former just returning from her honeymoon. George clapped his shoulder.

"Relax. Ever'thing's gonna be fine."

"How do you know?" he asked his old time friend.

"When I proposed to Lemon, I had just gotten back from New York and I was ready to have her ready to break up from me. Zoe's here. She loves you."

"She's been acting rather strange lately though." George looked at Wade sympathetically.

"Things will work out. It's gonna be fine."

The car door slammed and Wade walked around to Zoe's side of the car. "Whoa! This place is incredible."

"This is where I grew up."

"It looks like something out of a fairytale." Wade chuckled and Zoe leaned up to kiss him. "Thank you for bringing me here."

"We haven't even been inside yet." She shrugged her shoulders.

"Still, thank you. George told me that you hadn't brought anyone out here in forever and that he and Lemon were the only ones you'd brought out."

"Yeah. They were my friends." He looked down at her conspiratorially. "That and I may have played a part in the two of them getting together in high school."

"Really?" Zoe asked, eyes wide, "That's amazing."

"Come on inside, Doc," he said, holding open one heavy oak door for her. A gasped escaped his girlfriend as she stepped inside.

"Wow."

"Yeah. That's what I always remember thinkin'." They laughed lightly together. "I packed us a picnic to eat out on the lake," Wade told her.

"There's a lake?" He never remembered her acting so childlike before. It was adorable.

"There's two hundred acres of property here. Of course there's a lake."

"Hey man!" Liam called, fist bumping Wade, "You nervous?" George looked at Liam and they both laughed at Wade's expression. "Oh lighten up."

"Zoe's been actin' strange lately," Wade told Zoe's brother. Liam raised his eyebrow.

"It's Zoe. The only time she doesn't act strange is when she's depressed or sick. That's how we'd know she was sick. She's probably just planning a birthday surprise for you."

Wade nodded.

"I love you, Wade," Zoe whispered, kissing him as she leaned over the middle of the boat. Wade closed his eyes, savoring the kiss, his hands tangling up in her hair; they came down, tracing her curves. He pulled his mouth back, pressing it down her throat, her shoulder.

"I love you too," he muttered once her surfaced for air. "Let's go swimming." Zoe eyed him nervously, and then grinned.

"Alright."

"So what do you know about this Paul guy?" Wade asked.

"Oh, we've known him forever. He's our brother," Liam told him, "just not by blood."

"So he was working for that fellowship that Zoe wanted too?"

"Yeah. Him and Clara, his wife, moved down here once his father rejected him for the spot. He's up in Mobile working at her cousins'. Zoe was her maid of honor. She set the two of them up." Wade nodded. "Did she tell you?" Wade blinked.

"About what?"

"Her other great love besides being a heart surgeon?" Wade nodded. Zoe had come clean about the skating.

"Hey! I know her." Wade stared at her in confusion.

"How?"

"She was in New York, at Rockefeller Rink. I used to go there every year for as long as I could."

"That's my mama, Zoe." Zoe looked over at him, studying him as if she was seeing him for the first time.

"You're that boy!" she realized.

"What boy?"

"You told me you used to come up to New York with your mom at Christmastime." Wade nodded, and then suddenly it clicked.

"You're the tiny brunette who wasn't looking where she was going and ran into me." He chuckled, pulling her into his arms. "Who'd have thought it? That I'd meet you here in Bluebell."

"And that we'd be in love." Wade grinned.

"Who'd have thought that a girl like Zoe Hart would have fallen in love with a bartender like me?"

"You don't give yourself enough credit," she whispered, bringing her lips to his. Minutes later, she pulled back. "I have something I need to tell you."

He looked down at her worriedly. "What is it?"

"I used to skate."

"Yeah, I know. According to Gigi, Roxana, and Lemon, you still skate." Zoe shook her head.

"No, I mean, I used to figure skate. I used to compete." He blinked. "My name used to be Zonne Reinhardt, but after I quit competing, I shorted it to Zoe." Then she fell into the full story about her parents coming from the Netherlands, her skating, the Olympics, when her name became Zoe, meeting her real grandfather for the first time. When she finished, he kissed her.

"Thank you for telling me."

"She told me." Liam shrugged.

"Then you know all her secrets. Zoe's not very good about keeping secrets, but that one... only ones who know knew her then."

"Oh wow, I didn't even realize-"

"Of course you didn't. It's the Hart family's best kept secret, aside from Bubbe's little affair." The three men looked at the old man following around the old woman as they headed towards the back of the house. The old woman looked like what Zoe might look like in another fifty to sixty years.

"Well, it sounds like something out of a movie," Wade deducted. Liam chuckled.

"Mom was mad when she found out. Tatte laughed though. Karma, he said." The three men laughed. "So how is it that you pulled this off?"

"Rose, mostly."

"The girl with the glasses who was playing hard to get with that kid, your cousin?" George nodded, answering Liam's question for Wade.

"That's Rose, alright."

"You want me to do what now?" Rose yelled.

"Shh," Wade hushed her, "Lower your voice, girl. Do you want all of Bluebell to hear?"

"It's just... you want me to spy on Zoe?"

"Eh, when you put it like that it sounds so bad."

"Then how do you say it so it doesn't sound bad?" the teenager asked, crossing her arms over her chest and frowning at him down her nose, reminding him distinctly of his ninth grade math teacher.

"I'd like you to gather information on Zoe and report it back to me." Rose huffed.

"Fine."

"So you want me to pick out a wedding dress?" Zoe asked Rose in disbelief. "Why?"

"Because it's fun. I want to have fun."

"Fine," Zoe said, giving in. That's how she found herself trying on gown after gown.

"So what's your favorite flower?"

"Hibiscus, azalea, and tulips. Why?" Zoe asked suspiciously.

"I'm just curious. I feel like I hardly know you." Zoe eyed Rose but otherwise accepted her answer. "Where would you want to get married?"

"I always wanted to get married on the waterfront," she said with a dreamy look in her eyes.

"Who would you want there?"

"My parents, my brother, Roxana, Viviana, Gigi, Bubbe and Zeyde, Lavon and Didi, Lemon and George, Paul and Clara, you, Jack, Wade's brothers, Earl, who ever else Wade wanted to bring, and Wade at the end of the isle." Rose noticed the tone Zoe's voice had taken on, the faraway look on her face, like she was imagining the wedding. Still, Rose scribbled down the names.

"What color would you want your wedding to be?"

Zoe snapped out of her trance. "I don't know, Rose, why are you asking me this?" Her eyes narrowed as she saw the notebook in her hands. "Why are you writing my answers down?"

Rose panicked, then lied. "Fine, you caught me. We have an assignment in my English class where we have to write about our dream wedding but I just have no idea, so I figured bring you here, get you in the wedding mood, and then I'd make your answers my essay. Of course I'd change a few things here and there."

Rose slapped the notebook into Wade's hands. "Hope you're happy."

Wade looked through the answers. "Yes, I am. Thank you, Rose."

"Yeah, Rose was a big, big help. She got all the number for the dress and gave them to AnnaBeth who ordered it."

"That's crazy," George muttered, "And Zoe has no idea?"

"Zoe thinks Rose is writing a paper in English about 'Rose's' dream weddin'." The other two men chuckled at Wade's statement.

"What's going on?" Zoe asked Lemon.

"Na uh," the blonde said, waving her finger at Zoe. She had been acting weird all day. First, she insisted they have their hair and nails done before they had to stop at Lemon's house for the girl to change for them to sit in the car and drive Zoe to who knows where. "I'm not tellin' you."

"You're not taking me out into the woods and murdering me and that way when they find my body, my hair looks great and no one will suspect you because they all thought you were such a great friend to me, right?" Lemon laughed.

"There was a time I might have considered the first part, but no, I'm not murdering you in the middle of the woods." Zoe breathed out in relief.

"So where are we going then?"

"I can't tell you." Zoe groaned in frustration.

"They're driving around the corner," Jack told Wade through the walkie-talkie.

"Thanks kid," he told his cousin, passing George the walkie-talkie and him and Liam going inside. He took a deep breath as he saw Lemon's car pull into the drive and park.

"We're here," he heard Lemon say, "Why don't you go on up ahead?"

Zoe saw Wade on the porch of the house and things seemed to click for her. Wade had somehow recruited Lemon to distract her and bring her here. What was he up to? She stopped right before him. "Hi," she said softly.

"Hey," He was dressed nicely and suddenly, he knelt before her on his left kneel. "I love you, Zoe. I love you so much. And that's why I'm asking you to marry me?"

Zoe gasped, tears coming to her eyes and she fell to her knees, hugging him tightly. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes," she chanted, kissing him between each yes.

Lemon pulled out her camera and snapped a picture of them and Wade pulled out his mother's ring, sending Zoe to kiss him again.

"You planned all of this? Lemon kidnapping me?" Wade shrugged, helping her up off the ground.

"I wanted to do something really special for you," he whispered in a soft voice, "Will you marry me right now, Zoe Hart?"

She stared up into his eyes and nodded. "All right." It wasn't logic. It was love.

Lemon came up behind her, covering Zoe's eyes with her hands. "When I tell you to step up, you step up, understand?" Zoe nodded. The blonde grinned at Wade. "See, told ya."

Wade grinned back, stealing one last kiss from his fiancé before she would become his wife. He liked the sound of that.

Lemon guided Zoe up a set of stairs and into a room. When the blonde pulled her hands away, she was met by the smiling faces of Gigi, Roxana, Viviana, and Rose. Clara walked out from what appeared to Zoe to be a closet. Quickly, she ushered Zoe inside, allowing the girl to sit at the vanity. "You just sit back and relax, Zoe. We're going to take good care of you," the younger of the two belles said to the doctor before squeezing her hand, "Just close your eyes and relax."

When Zoe opened her eyes, what felt like hours later, she was dressed in the gown she had tried on at the store Rose had dragged her to, the one that had made her eyes tear up. Lemon clipped a clip into Zoe's hair and when she opened her eyes, she saw it was holding up a veil, "Something borrowed and something blue."

Her parents stepped in the room then. Her mom began to tear up at how her daughter looked. "We brought something new and the sixpence." Roxana held her hand out for the items and Zoe hugged them.

"I brought the something old," Zoe heard her Bubbe say from the doorway. She turned to her, hugging her grandmother. She snapped the locket around Zoe's neck.

"Thank you."

Zoe took a minute to calm her nerves. Everyone else was downstairs, waiting for her. She turned to her father who was waiting for her. "My little girl's getting married."

"I'll always be your little girl, Tatte," she gave him a watery smile.

As she walked down the stairs with him, she understood why Lemon hadn't wanted her to look. It was like she had stepped into a fairytale. It was like a dream, a beautiful, beautiful dream. Her mother met them at the bottom of the stairs and she took both of their arms and together, they continued.

They walked out the back door of the house, down the steps, and she saw Wade, standing, facing away. The lake was glittering behind them in the late afternoon light. She saw George tap Wade's arm and he turned around and it was like nothing else mattered. His face was lit up and she was sure hers was too. When she stopped up at the end of the isle, her parents kissed her checks before releasing her.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join this man and this woman in holy matrimony," Reverend Mayfair began.

Zoe looked up into Wade's eyes and he mouthed to her, "You look beautiful." Zoe responded by looking down at their joined hands and blushing.

"So?" Zoe asked nervously, "I already know I diagnosed myself wrong the first time. So what's the verdict?"

Paul laughed. "Stop looking so nervous." He reached over and squeezed his friend's hand. "It's not the worst thing in the world."

"Then what is it?"

She zoned back in to say "I do," and for Reverend Mayfair to say, "You may now kiss your bride."

Wade's lips touched hers, and everything faded away. There was only him and her and this little piece of earth that they were standing on. She felt blissful and loved and everything was perfect.

The silence faded away when clapping broke through and Gigi muttering something about "Good luck getting them to surface."

When they broke apart, "I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Wade Kinsella."

Zoe had been in Wade's arms most of the night. Everyone one she could have hoped for was there. Wade had done such an amazing thing for her. He had planned out everything for her, exactly how she wanted it. He'd taken away months of stress and pressure she didn't need by just having her show up to her own wedding. It was incredible.

He was incredible.

"There's something I need to tell you," she whispered into his ear. He pulled back slightly, concerned.

"What is it?"

A cheery looking man clapped Wade's shoulder just then. "Hey big bro, stop monopolizing our new sister."

A second man joined the first, and she could see their resemblance to Wade. "Zoe, these are my brother's Wyatt and Weston." The younger of the two, Wyatt, who was tall and handsome and looked more like his older brother than the middle one did, held out his hand to her.

"Care to dance?" Zoe shrugged, kissing her husband one last time before she allowed his brother to sweep her out on the dance floor for a dance. "Welcome to the family, by the way. I'd have never thought I'd see Wade settle down. You must be one special woman to have my brother go through all this, willingly, without your knowledge."

Zoe blushed again. It felt like that's all she'd been doing all night is blushing. The song ended and Wade was right there besides her, taking her back into his arms.

"So what were you going to say, before we were interrupted?"

"You're pregnant." Zoe blinked.

"Pregnant?" she whispered.

"Yeah. Do you want to see it? We might even be able to hear its heartbeat."

Paul showed her the sonogram. There was a baby there. Before, seeing those pictures, it was so cold and scientific, but that was her baby. And a grin overtook Zoe's face. Her child, their child was in there and it had a heartbeat. It was alive. She was going to be a mom.

Zoe moved one of Wade's hands from her waist to her stomach. At first, he was confused. But then, he seemed to understand. And when he kissed her this time, she was sure that the grins might never fade from their faces.

Everything was perfect.

"How long?"

"About eight and a half weeks."

"I'm going to be a father," he gasped with painful reality. Zoe beamed and kissed him with a burning passion that didn't seem like it would fade. "God, I love you."

"And I love you too."

It wasn't a horse-drawn carriage or a limousine or a town car that took her and Wade to their honeymoon, or at least to the airport, but the faded Chevelle had never looked so nice and the man behind the wheel was no Prince Charming, but he was her soul mate in every way. She'd take her worst day fighting with him over the best day with anyone else, because he was hers in every meaning of the word and she was his and he was her husband and she'd be crazy if he left him.

As they stumbled into the room in where Wade had brought them, they didn't even both turning on the lights. Once Wade dropped their luggage, the moonlight was all they needed.

They stumbled back onto the bed as their lips met over and over again and gentle whispers of quiet sweet nothings and 'I love you's were exchanged.

And everything was perfect.

So this is the end of them being single, thus the end of a chapter. At this point in they're relationship in this story, I only felt it was the next thing to come next. They're going to be parents soon so it's only natural to me that they're married. No, Wade didn't know she was pregnant before she told him. Paul legally couldn't tell because of the patient-doctor confidentiality.

Congrats all of you who guessed right! After I went back and reread the stuff where Zoe had the miscarriage, I felt awful about it, so I've been hinting in the last couple chapters that she's pregnant, ever since the middle of Ch 12 where it says, "He hadn't seen her smile thing much since the accident over two weeks ago. For two whole weeks, he had lived with his beautiful girlfriend pouting, crying, and angry, but never smiling." You're actually supposed to wait two weeks after a miscarriage before you try to get pregnant again. I can't tell you how much research I put into looking up stuff for this story. I say it's well work it.

I don't write smut, so that's why the honeymoon's description conveniently ends there.

Did everyone see Wade's face become all sad when he was talking about Judson being Zoe's true love and how it brightened when Zoe said that Judson wasn't?

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