So this is the first of the new "chapter". On the titles, I've added the letter "B" and a Roman numeral. B stands for book, so this is kind of like Avatar: the Last Airbender where they were like Book 1: Water. That's just a technical thing for my sanity and so of you people's sanity as well.

I'm glad you guys liked the wedding. I got a great response to that chapter, in fact, it was third in my all time top reviews, so thank you!

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Zoe lay her head on Wade's chest. She couldn't believe how wonderful her husband was to her. She couldn't believe he was her husband. She couldn't believe Wade had planned the most incredible dream wedding, right down to every last detail. He had bought her the wedding dress she had loved, planned to give her the wedding she wanted. He had flown her brother in from Germany, her parents and best friends from New York, her grandparents from the Netherlands where they had decided to "go back in time to when they met", all of them. He was amazing. He was wrong about her being the amazing one. He was. And he loved her. It was the most incredible thing she'd ever experienced. Her hand moved to her stomach. She was pregnant. She had Wade's child, their child, growing in her.

Her parents had told her that Wade had asked them and her bubbe and her brother and even her zeyde, who knew so little about her other than biologically she was his granddaughter and she had reunited him with the love of his life. Lemon had assured her that that was just the way that Southern boys were. After living in Bluebell and not opening a door for herself in the presence of a man in months, Zoe had realized how spoiled she had become. In New York, the idea of a man pulling out a chair for you, opening the door, or even asking your parents for permission to marry you were such foreign ideas that they had joked about that after seeing it in the movies.

Her husband's lips touched her bare shoulder with the lightest of kisses, his hands snaking around to the front of her body, pulling them closer together. Zoe rolled over to look at him in the eyes and he was smirking. "Good morning," she whispered, kissing his lips.

"Actually, I think it's more like good afternoon."

"I don't care," she muttered, "I could stay in bed all day." The blond chuckled at her statement before he felt her froze.

"Zoe?" he asked cautiously. She pulled back the covers and ran for the bathroom. Wade stood too, grabbing his boxers from the floor and one of the complimentary bathrobes from the closet and followed her into the bathroom.

And there she was, leaning over the toilet as she threw up most of what she had eaten yesterday. He draped the robe around her as chills seemed to shake her body, slipping onto the floor beside her and pulling her hair back. When she was finished, Wade watched as she slipped her arms into the robe, then looked up at him with her wide, dark doe-eyes. "I'm sorry," she whispered, and his heart nearly broke at the look on her face.

"Come here, darlin'," he muttered, pulling her close and pressing his lips to her forehead. "There ain't nothin' to be sorry for. You say that like it's your fault you're sick." She went to open her mouth to speak, but Wade spoke first. "Do you know how amazin', how surreal all of this is to me? That you, Zoe Kinsella, love me and are married to me and are carryin' my child. Feels like just yesterday you were walkin' 'round Bluebell, scarin' ever'one with those short shorts and heels of yours."

"I'm not that amazing." Wade smiled softly at her.

"You're a lot more amazin' than you think, girl," he told her, helping her up. She brushed her teeth as Wade went a pulled their suitcases from the suite's living room to their massive bedroom.

"I'm going to take a shower. Wanna join me?" she asked her husband from the doorway of the bathroom. He looked up at her, his eyes darkening as he walked purposely to the bathroom, all but pulling her into the tub with him.

"It's beautiful here. It's amazing," Zoe told Wade as they walked casually through the crowds of people who were shopping and walking on the waterside pier. It seemed to be one of those perfect days where everything was at peace with itself. The sky was blue and cloudless. There was a light breeze coming off the coast, yet still warm enough for the honeymooners to wear short sleeves and shorts and sun dresses for the whole trip. The smell of salt filled the air.

Wade chuckled at the flabbergasted look on his tiny wife's face. "It ain't that impressive." Zoe shot him a look. "Okay, so it's impressive.

"I want to stay here forever!" she declared.

"The novelty would wear off for me," he decided and she shot him another look, this one amused. "Girl, why you lookin' at me like?" he asked playfully.

"Like what?" she teased. He laughed quietly, pulling her body flush against his, hands on her hips, and kissed her deeply. Wade may have once had a bad boy image to protect, but he was just about the biggest romantic there was. "Mmhm," she moaned, pulling back. "I don't want to have to leave here."

He settled for giving her a quiet peck on the lips before looking into her chocolate eyes. "I know, darlin'." Zoe hummed contently as they continued walking side by side, her arms around his waist, hugging him, his hand in her hair, giving her a one handed scalp massage.

"In a way, I'm kind of glad we're going back to Bluebell in the next couple of days though," she muttered into his chest.

"Oh yeah? Why?"

"Because there's a lot of crazy girls back there who don't know that you're mine." Wade grinned and the five foot brunette's possessiveness.

"And that's exactly why you don't have to worry about them coming after me. Because I'm yours. And you're mine."

"Mmm," she moaned in agreement. "So I have to know, why'd you pick here? Out of all the places in the world, why here?"

"My ma wanted to come here her whole life. She had a picture of it tacked to the fridge. Saw it ever' day. She never made it, but it's always been a special place to all of us." Zoe's eyes were wide with love and wonder as she looked up at him, standing on tiptoe to press a soft, but passion-filled kiss to his lips, their eyes closing as they savored the moment.

"Thank you for sharing it with me." She felt his lips touch her hair gently.

"Of course, darlin'."

"I love you." A smile lit up his face as they paused yet again and he looked down on her. Besides how she was miserable in the mornings that she was ill, pregnancy suited her well. Zoe was absolutely glowing, much in the same way him mama had when she was pregnant with Wyatt. He'd been old enough to remember Wyatt's birth, not so much at remembering Weston's, being that he had been much young at the time of his middle brother's birth. But Zoe, his wife, his love, she was radiant, the sun giving her an almost heavenly appearance in her white spaghetti strap sundress and the tiny wedged sandals that she insisted on wearing before "her ankle swelled up like balloons" as she had put it multiple times.

"And I love you," he told her with as much sincerity that he could muster, "You look so beautiful right now, Zoe." Zoe felt her cheeks warm from the blood rushing to them. As much as she loved Wade's nicknames for her, she loved when he called her Zoe.

The flight attendant was grinning at him, her husband. Why was the leggy blonde staring at her gorgeous husband? Well no wonder why, Zoe, she mentally retorted. The blonde bounced over to them once the plane had taken off.

"So?" the flight attendant asked Wade, still grinning, making Zoe seethe, "How was your vacation? Do you have a camera? You two are just so adorable together!" she rambled and Zoe relaxed slightly.

Wade chuckled, noticing, squeezing the brunette's shoulder. "Zoe, this is Audri. She was on the flight we were on to New York a few months ago. She decided then that it was just so sweet that I was letting you lay on my shoulder that she kept coming back just to see it." The blonde flight attendant grinned largely and nodded. "We're married now," he informed the flight attendant.

She squealed loudly. "Aww! You're so adorable together." She smiled at them, disappearing for a minute and reappearing with a bottle of what appeared to be champagne and two glasses. Zoe shook her head.

"I can't have-"

"It's sparking cider," Audri said, cutting her off, "I saw the way you were sitting and how he was holding you and so double congratulations!" Zoe laughed quietly at the blonde.

"Are you allowed to sit for a while?" Audri shrugged, taking the seat across from them. "So where's your next flight to after this one?"

"Afghanistan," the girl said, sobering, "I'm a military pilot," she told them with a proud voice.

"Wow," the doctor whispered in a soft voice. Wade looked up at the flight attendant.

"My brother's over there too." She nodded.

"It's hard, but it's nice not just being the bubbly blonde flight attendant or 'brainless blonde' as the people in school used to call me." Wade smiled encouragingly. "So I take it you're on the way back from your honeymoon?" The couple nodded. "That's awesome." She stood up, grinning at the both. "While, enjoy your flight. I'm going to go check on the rest of the passengers." Wade looked around the rest of the first class, where the airline had upgraded them to after hearing that they were on their honeymoon. There weren't a lot of people in.

"She was nice," Zoe said in a quiet tone. Wade had a funny look on his face. "What?"

"She sounds like Wyatt. He was a goof off during school, but he was secretly really dedicated to getting his work done. Still, ever'one was stunned when he joined the army right after high school. They all thought he was real unstructured." Zoe nodded, curling into her side as he poured them both the sparkling cider.

Eventually, Audri did come back and they talked and laughed some more.

It had been two days since returning from their honeymoon. Zoe stomach hadn't grown much at all, in fact, Lavon and Wade had both agreed she was just as skinny as could be. Jack had laughed when she asked him if she looked fat, saying something about it not being healthy to be so tiny and thin. Her and Wade had been talking abut moving out to his old family house where they had gotten married.

Zoe and Wade were the talk of the town, well, besides Lemon and George who had also eloped. Now that their rumors had settled down about Bluebell's "royal" couple, everyone wanted to know the latest about Zoe and Wade, why they had been married so quietly, and so on. Some people brought the couple belated wedding gifts. Others were showing up at the Rammer Jammer every day, just to see the two together. The fact that they had been together for only almost five months before marrying was almost like a scandal, but anyone could see how in love the two were.

Some of the townspeople were now coming to see Zoe instead of Brick, such as the Belles who preferred to talk to a woman doctor about certain things rather than Lemon's father. Other members of the community had began coming to her. Zoe's had forty-two point two percent of the patients now in the practice. She was happy here, and she hadn't mentioned it to Wade yet, but when the year was over, she was staying here. Her hand slid to her still flat stomach and she smiled.

A knock on the door to her office made Zoe look up at Addie. "Your dad's here," she said in a quiet voice and Zoe nodded.

"Send him on in." The man came in, sitting down before her. "Hi Tatte," she spoke.

"We're heading off to the airport soon. You already said goodbye to your mother though." Zoe nodded, standing, and her father also stood and embraced her. "You better call us when it's time to meet our grandchild." Zoe blushed.

"We will. How did you know?" She shook her head. "Lemon."

"Wade's a good guy." He glanced in the direction of the Rammer Jammer. "I just came from over there. He loves you. And the kid, Jack, also loves you. You're in good hands here."

"I know." She closed her eyes for a moment.

"I'm so proud of you, ketzile. You're a wonderful doctor. Dr. Breeland was sure impressed. I don't think I've seen you this happy since you quit skating."

"I love Wade so much, and Jack is hard not to love. He's so charming for a teenager. And Rose has been great. George is going to draw Brick and I up a new contract. Lemon and I weren't friends, but then I guess we kind of clicked, once she learned I didn't like-like George at all." The two chuckled. "I love you, Tatte."

"I love you too, ketzile."

"Hope you and Mom have a safe flight." He smiled at her.

"We will." And her father closed the door and walked out. Zoe settled down in her seat. She was comfortable and happy. Suddenly, the office door banged open and someone walking and yelled.

"Zoe, you're pregnant?"

Duh duh daaaaa!

So, who's this person going to be? Rose? Roxana? Gigi? Brick? Addie? Someone else? Let me hear what you think. Tell me who you think it is.

I'm not going to make a habit of this, but I figured to post this.

Some production notes/outline from this chapter:
Sick Zoe
Place is unnamed to use your imagination
Think somewhere beachy, but not totally tropic. Mediterranian possibly, like in Venice or Greece or even somewhere in southern Spain or Portugal. Costal Europe town
Audri returns!
make her not as airheaded
Dad & Zoe talk

As you can see, no specific place in mind, just a bunch of places. If you can think of somewhere, like an exact town or location, let me know. :)

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