"There was one woman I would have settled down with. She just got away."

The words turned in Lori's mind as she laid in bed tossing and turning.

"I was just thinking what it would've been like if I was the one you had started a family with."

John had said it as if she hadn't wondered the same thing. As if she had no idea what it felt like to constantly wonder 'what if'.

When Lori had gotten home, it was past midnight and her husband was already in bed. She had carefully positioned herself on her side of the bed, making sure to leave a good amount of space between her and Mossimo, because, for confusing reasons, she needed to leave boundaries between the two of them for the night.

However, as John's words cycled in Lori's mind, she could feel the body beside her press against her back, his arms wrapping around her.

"Hey honey, how was filming?" Lori's husband asked sleepily, giving her a kiss on her cheek. Mossimo's sudden presence caused a sense of discomfort to arise in Lori.

"Good." She didn't feel like elaborating so she didn't.

"That's good. I love you," he replied.

"I love you too," she almost forced out as he kissed her again. Within a second, he rolled back over and fell back asleep, leaving Lori alone to her thoughts.

Even if she really did love her husband, John still managed to make her question everything.

Of course she loved Mossimo. But did she really? If John could come back into her life and leave her questioning, what would have happened if she hadn't married him; did she really love him?


John couldn't sleep. He kept thinking about Lori. He tossed and turned but couldn't get her out of his head. That's when he realized what had been missing during the table read. He quickly got up and retrieved his laptop, poured some water, and sat down in the kitchen, typing away.

Upon finishing, he called the other producers and writing team to get his idea approved. There was no hesitation: they all loved it. John then quickly texted everyone but Lori to arrive early the next morning to go over the addition to the script.


John awoke the next morning, eyes slowly opening before staring at the empty space beside him. He rubbed his eyes gently, squinting to adjust to the light around him. He stretched before turning to his bedside table and checking his phone for notifications.

Good morning, babe

It was from his girlfriend, Juliette.

He didn't even bother to answer and instead got up and got ready for the day in front of him. If he was being truly honest with himself, he did not have a single care for Juliette. She was simply one of the many women he fooled around with in attempt to move on from Lori. Yet, no matter how many times he tried to give his heart to someone, nothing and no one could fill the void.

John got dressed and went to the kitchen. After pouring himself a cup of coffee, he paused and decided to pour one for Lori as well. His head spun with emotions as he grabbed his wallet and keys and went out the door, but above all of them he was anxious to see what would happen after the words he had told to Lori the day before.

He realized last night when trying to fall asleep that he may had been too upfront and potentially scared her off, and when he had woken up this morning, regret had filled his mind. Never in his life did he want to pressure Lori or make her feel uncomfortable. Nothing mattered more to him than seeing the woman he was and always will be in love with happy.


John took a deep breath as he arrived on set. He grabbed the new scripts out of the passenger seat and the two coffees from the cup holder. This was it. If this didn't show her he had never gotten over his feelings for her, he didn't know what would.

As he entered the building, everyone except Lori was sitting and waiting for him and the new scripts.

"Good morning, everybody! Let's get started! I hope you got my email last night about the slight change in the script and had time to review the PDF version I attached," he announced, setting the coffees on the table and passing out the script. "It's just a minor change, so it shouldn't be that big of a deal. I just want to do one run-through of that scene really fast."

"Shouldn't we wait on Lori since she's the one you're going to be singing to?" Andrea questioned, confused.

John immediately shook his head. "I thought it would be a nice surprise for her."

Dave, Bob, Candace, Andrea and Jodie all rolled their eyes practically in synch.

He turned to look at all of them.

"What?"

"Nothing," they all insisted.

"I just thought it would be a nice addition to celebrate Aunt Becky and Uncle Jesse's love after all these years," he further explained.

The others didn't believe a word he said. They all knew he had always liked to woo Lori whenever the opportunity struck and this was yet another time for him to do just that.

After a chorus of laughter, there was a small pause before Candace decided to add in, "Aww, I think that's sweet," kindly backing him up.

"Thank you, Candace," John smiled, looking her way. "Alright everyone, take your places and let's take it from the top," he announced.


An hour later, Lori arrived at the studio. As she did yesterday, she kindly greeted all the staff members. When she passed one of the writers, however, the writer waited until Lori was a good distance away before communicating Lori's arrival through his earpiece, due John's command.

When Lori made it to the main set, she immediately realized everyone was already there, even Dave who was nine times out of ten the last person to arrive. This setting confused her as she walked over to the snack table and grabbed a bagel.

A few minutes later, Jodie walked up to Lori, carrying a cup of coffee in her hand. "Good morning, Lori! John's currently working on producer stuff, so he told me to give you a cup of coffee he brewed for you this morning. He also told me to greet you with 'Coffee m'lady?' but I felt inclined to do otherwise."

Lori chuckled. "How sweet… and how very typical of him."

Jodie laughed at her words. "So," she continued, looking at Lori, "how are you?"

"So many emotions…scared, worried, excited, overjoyed… however, I am currently, more than anything, confused. How did everyone manage to get here before me? Even Dave?" Lori looked over at the other side of the room, watching Dave as he ate a doughnut. There was powder on his face. He hadn't changed one bit. "I got here at exactly nine o'clock."

"Hm, not sure," Jodie stated casually, "I think we're all just really excited to shoot the first episode. Plus Dave just really wanted the doughnuts."

Fortunately, Jodie's acting ability shined enough for her to fib to her friend; plus Lori could blame the fact that she wasn't ten minutes early - as per usual - because she simply couldn't fall asleep the night before.

"So, when did John say he was coming back?" Lori inquired. As much as she hated to admit, they did have things they needed to discuss after last night.

"Probably just a few minutes. He said he'd be right back," Jodie informed her.

"Oh, okay." Lori looked nervously around the set as she sipped her coffee. Her nervousness turned into panic as she realized everyone had what seemed to be different scripts than hers.

"Did they issue different scripts this morning?" Lori asked, confused.

Jodie thought quickly and responded. "They just handed them out right before you got here. I think John has the rest."

"Ah, I see. You have to love last minute changes."

"Oh, you sure will love it," Jodie mumbled under her breath, trying to mask her smile.

"What?"

"I said I'm sure the audience will love it."

Lori smiled. "I'm sure whatever it is, it will be great. The table read yesterday seemed to give everyone the nostalgia they were hoping for."

"Yep, it's going to be a hit," Jodie agreed before walking over to chat with Candace.

John walked in just in time to film the opening scenes which he, as well as the rest of the cast, were included in.

"Are you ready for this?" he questioned as he and Lori headed to their spots upstairs so they'd be ready to walk down from the 'attic' on cue.

"Ready as I'll ever be," she replied, looking back at him as he trailed behind her up the stairs.

"Oh my gosh, are you checking out my butt?"

"No, of course not. Keep walking," John responded as if appalled by her accusation.

She didn't believe him for one minute but she also didn't care.

"Are you ready for this?" Lori returned the question.

"Definitely. I could do this in my sleep," John replied confidently and she giggled. Some things never changed.

Lori was quiet for a moment and John looked at her.

"Are you oka—"

"Can I do something real fast?" Lori interrupted.

John nodded, confused, and before he knew it her lips were on his.

When she pulled away, she smiled. "I just didn't want our first kiss in over twenty years to be in front of America. Plus I thought we could use the practice," Lori replied nonchalantly.

John smirked. "That actually wasn't our first kiss in the last twenty years. We kissed on the reunion show too."

Oh my gosh he remembered.

"What?" Lori questioned, innocently.

"Yeah, and as a matter of a fact, if memory serves me right, you were the one to kiss me then too."

She just stood there at a loss for words.

Within seconds, John dipped Lori and pressed his lips against hers. "Third time's a charm," he whispered shortly before he heard the director yell, "Rolling!"

Lori's head spun with a million thoughts as the scene started and she had to focus on not forgetting her lines. She finally gained her composure in the few minutes after John walked down to deliver his first few lines without her. And by the time it was her cue, she delivered her lines with grace.

"Good morning!" she greeted enthusiastically as she walked down the stairs.

"Man, oh man, I'm exhausted," she complained as she walked up to John.

"From last night?" he replied as he suggestively raised his eyebrows.

That line had to have been written by John, she thought to herself.

"No, from walking down all of those stairs to the attic. We made that climb every day for seven years?"

"No wonder your butt was so firm."

Another line more than likely by John.

"What do you mean 'was'?"

"Let me fin– Did I say was? I mean is. I didn't— kiss me," he rambled before they kissed for the third time in the last fifteen minutes.

The camera then cut to Bob; as Lori walked over to the counter, she couldn't hide her smile.

It took a few tries, but after a bit the scene was finally finished and the crew moved onto the next. Lori and John didn't have a scene for awhile and went off to their break.

John, as the producer, had to discuss a few of the next scenes for a bit with the staff on set.

Lori's mind went back and forth, debating whether she should wait or just leave without him. A few minutes passed and she decided to leave, but then she felt a tug on hand.

Lori looked back and felt John's hand secure itself in hers.

"Hold on, I have something I want to show you." John began walking, pulling Lori behind him.

As each minute ticked by, Lori grew more and more anxious. Where was he taking her? She eyed their hands still interlocked together as they walked.

"Where are we going?" she finally questioned after a bit. She still had no idea what was happening.

John laughed. "What? Are you nervous or something?" he teased playfully.

"Psh no." Lori blushed slightly in response, deciding to stay quiet.

A minute later, John opened the door to his trailer.

Lori widened her eyes, her heartbeat rising as she hesitated to step in the room. "W—what… is going on, John? What in the world are you up to?"

John stepped in his trailer and noticed Lori refusing to step foot inside.

"Just sit, babe," he cooed, motioning her to the couch.

Lori still wouldn't budge.

John raised his eyebrows and smirked. "It's okay, I promise. I won't put the moves on you."

Lori looked at him once more before finally deciding to sit down on the couch. She looked around anxiously, keeping to herself.

John went to the fridge. "Do you want anything? Or just coffee?"

Lori chuckled. "You know me too well. I'll take another coffee, please."

John made Lori another cup of coffee and then brought it over to her.

"Here you go," John told her, handing her the cup. "Oh, and this is also for you." John handed her a script, sitting down next to her.

"Is this the new script?"

"Yep, there were just a few slight changes. Turn to page 105."

Lori flipped to the page and couldn't help but laugh. "Another Uncle Jesse and Aunt Becky scene? I wonder whose idea that was."

"Nope, you're wrong an Aunt Becky and Uncle Jesse scene," he corrected, emphasizing her character's name first in an attempt to act chivalrous.

She laughed. Her eyes scanned the page.

"No, no, no," John interrupted, waving his hand in front of what she was trying to read. "Let's just go through it together. A run-through right now."

"Oh, okay…" Lori answered nervously. She never did like getting herself into scenes until she completely grasped her lines in it, but she trusted John and whatever he was up to.

"Ready?" John asked, scooting closer to her on the couch.

Lori nodded as his hand touched her leg.

"And now it's time to force Jesse to sing the song that we love and he hates. It was a hit in Japan in 1992 and right now let's make it a hit in our living room. Forever. Forever. Forever," John recited, reading Stephanie's lines.

"Nah, nah, nah. Guys, guys, I've been singing 'Forever,' forever. I'm never singing 'Forever' as long as I live," John continued as Lori looked up at him, attempting to catch on since he had barred her from cheating and reading the script.

There was a pause and John looked at her. "And now it's your line."

"Oh, sorry," Lori apologized, looking down at the script.

"Sweetheart, it's our wedding song," Lori recited.

"Hit it, Rippers," John demanded, before looking into Lori's eyes lovingly.

"This song goes out to my beautiful Becky."

Lori could see genuine admiration in John's eyes as he took her hand and held it in his before he continued.

"Thank you for 28 beautiful years. I will love you forever."

Before Lori knew it, he kissed her again. The kiss was longer than the one they had shot just an hour before and it caused her heart to race. When they broke apart, he started singing.

"If every word I said could make you laugh, I'd talk forever. Awe-ahhh. I'd ask the sky just what we had; ooohh, it shone forever. Ahhh. Forever."

Lori couldn't help the red tint that arrived to her cheeks as he sang and his eyes gazed into hers. She felt every word of the song in her soul and she ached to lean over and kiss him as he continued singing. His singing was just as she remembered it.

"I've been so happy loving you; let the love I have for you live in your heart and be forever. Forever. Forever. I've been so happy loving you..." he finished, kissing Lori gently before pulling away. She smiled when he kissed her and noticed when he pulled away.

"So what do you think?" John inquired, placing his hand on her thigh.

Lori brushed her hair behind her ear and she looked at the script. "Wow. I— wow."

John laughed. "Left you speechless I see."

She truly was at a loss for words.

"I just thought it would be a nice addition to celebrate Aunt Becky and Uncle Jesse's love," John explained.

"Oh no, of course. It's beautiful. You...wow…" Lori just kept smiling as she looked at him.

"You really wrote this entire scene?"

"Yeah, last night. I was having a hard time sleeping. Probably from the excitement of the show and—"

Lori dazed off. He couldn't sleep either. And he was obviously thinking about her if he wrote this.

"John, I just don't even know what to say."

"That's why everyone was here this morning. I texted them to arrive an hour before you so we could run through it and—"

"And we could run through it right now, alone?" she questioned.

He laughed. "I just wanted to surprise you."

"You're starting to surprise me more and more every day," she murmured, looking into his eyes.

He smiled. "That's a good thing, right?"

She nodded. "Thank you. That was really sweet."

"Oh, you know how it is. It's no big deal," John brushed it off.

"It is a big deal and that's the sweetest thing anyone's done for me in a while." She looked back down at her script.

After a moment of silence, Lori continued, "so this is what you were thinking about last night? Us?"

"Oh well, you know, it's more like I was thinking about Aunt Becky and Uncle Jesse. They deserved this."

"Oh yeah, right. So this wouldn't have anything to do with us?"

"Maybe a little," he confessed, acting like he didn't want to admit it.

"John, I really—"

Just then his phone rang and he answered it, motioning for Lori to hold on one minute.

"Yes. Okay. Alright. I'll be right there," he finished before hanging up.

"I'm really sorry, they need my help out there. Can we finish this conversation later?"

Lori sighed. "Okay. Do you want to grab some dinner tonight? I know a little café that's really quiet."

"Are you asking me on a date?" John teased.

"You never did know what was considered a 'date,'" Lori laughed, referring to their infamous disagreement about Disneyland.

"Hey, making out on the Matterhorn is a date!" John refuted, turning to look at Lori, half-serious, half-joking as he walked toward the door and she followed.

She laughed. "I'm serious. I think we need to talk."

"Oh, that's never good," he replied jokingly.

Lori laughed. "Go on and take care of your producer duties. They're waiting on you," she directed him as she absentmindedly rubbed his back and gave him a slight push out the door.

"We'll finish this later," he replied, turning around as he fixed the collar on his dress shirt.

Lori smiled as he walked away and she stood in the doorway to his trailer. Then she heard a noise and looked over. There stood Candace in front of them. Candace had her hand over her mouth, standing there in shock. She had witnessed their entire goodbye.

"This is not what it looks like," Lori insisted.