A/N: UPDATED UPDATED UPDATED (does happy dance) This chapter is told from Flack's point of view

Don't own them, never will, original characters are mine, song belongs to Carrie Underwood, haven't we been through this before?

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She was driving last Friday on her way to Cincinnati
On a snow white Christmas Eve
Going home to see her Mama and her Daddy with the baby in the backseat
Fifty miles to go and she was running low on faith and gasoline
It'd been a long hard year
She had a lot on her mind and she didn't pay attention
she was going way too fast
Before she knew it she was spinning on a thin black sheet of glass
She saw both their lives flash before her eyes
She didn't even have time to cry
She was so scared
She threw her hands up in the air

Jesus take the wheel
Take it from my hands
Cause I can't do this on my own
I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
To save me from this road I'm on
Jesus take the wheel

Jesus Take the Wheel- Carrie Underwood

It wasn't long after Angela and I were planning our second wedding that we started to see things differently once again. We couldn't agree on anything, except for the fact that Charlotte was to be our flower girl and that the rest of the team would somehow be involved. She wanted Edward and Paul to be the ring-bearers, and that was fine, I could deal with that. But the rest of it? Nope, no way.

"Why don't we just hire a wedding planner?" I asked.

"Because then the wedding isn't ours," she told me. "I want this one to be special."

"We didn't plan our first one," I reasoned. "It was still special then."

"Yes we did! How else would we have gotten the services done in ASL?"

"My mother found that church!" I answered, picking up a bill for the florist. "Even for flowers its 700 bucks! For flowers!"

"Flowers are just one part of it," she signed. "Look, we can either keep fighting over this, or we can step back and look at this tomorrow."

I looked at her, considering it for a moment. "Alright, tomorrow sounds good."

"Are you on call tomorrow?"

"Nope, I'm staying home with you and Charlotte." I confirmed. "If we don't kill each other first."

She laughed. I've always loved her laugh. It was sweet and loud and spoke so highly of her. Charlotte had inherited her laugh.

"Did Charlotte say what she wants to do?"

"She said she wanted a zoo trip tomorrow, since I had to work the day she brought lunch for the lab."

"Oh, I don't think that should be a problem," I answered. "Hey, even I like the zoo."

"Well then why not?" I picked Angela up and carried her up the stairs. "Come on, you, we have a big day tomorrow, wouldn't want you to be all tired out now, would we?" I kissed her cheek.

She giggled again.

The next morning Angela, Charlotte and I all went off to the zoo. And just guess what she wanted to see first?

"I wanna go see all the exzotic fish!"

Angela giggled and bent down in front of her stroller.

"Do you mean exotic?" she signed.

"Yes Mommy," she signed back.

I can only assume that she wanted to see these fish because of Finding Nemo. I swear that DVD must have been scratched and on its last leg by now.

Apparently not. As we made our way to this fish tank she was reciting lines from the beginning of the movie. If I had to listen to that movie one more time I was sure I was going to eat it.

But then I'd have one very unhappy girl on my hands.

To keep Charlotte happy I would live with it.

We arrived at the fish tanks and took the stroller around in circles.

"Where's Nemo?" she asked, getting out of the stroller and walking around the enclosure.

"Why don't we look?" I took her hand in mine and walked with her. "Is it… that one?" I randomly pointed.

"No!"

"That one?"

"No!"

"Alright, let's look here…" I scanned the water looking for that stupid clownfish. "Ah ha, is that him?"

"Yeah!" she squealed, tugging at the camera I held in my hand. "Daddy, take a picture, take a picture!"

I snapped a picture.

"Hey, you two, look over here!" I heard Angela call, her own camera in her hand. Instantly I took Charlotte in my arms and tickled her. Angela snapped the camera just as Charlotte began to laugh and squirm. I knew I was smiling and my mouth was open, but I still wanted to see how it turned out. I wanted a copy that I could frame and put on my desk, so when people walked by they saw my two girls.

And I still stand by my mantra that if anyone touches either Angela or Charlotte, I will kill them with my bare hands, job and badge be damned. No one touches my fiancée or my daughter and gets away with it. I don't trust any Tom, Dick, and Harry walking down the street. As a detective I know that anyone can do anything to anyone, and in New York this was no exception. Everywhere I went I was always cautious, even if I had my gun in my holster. I hated having to use it unless it was absolutely necessary, I didn't want to pull it out for something as trivial as a citizen's arrest.

Angela developed the pictures that same day, and immediately I framed the one of Charlotte and me together in front of the fish tank. I was right, she was laughing, and I was smiling.

But I'm sure no amount of smiles and trips to the zoo would ever measure the happiness I felt just being around Angela and Charlotte again. They were my world, they made me happy.

And today I felt like the happiest man on Earth.

And I couldn't wait to do this all over again. No matter the struggles, the pain, the hardships, the heartbreak, the knowledge that one day I would grow old… I wanted to do this all over again.

And I knew the person I did it over again with would be Angela.