"Hey, can we talk?" George asked, coming to a stop where Wade was wiping off a table. He shrugged, moving on to the next table, not really wanting to hear what ever garbage was about ready to come from his mouth. George stayed right behind him. "I want to apologize for my behavior lately. It was wrong of me to accuse Zoe like that. But I'm only trying to look out for you." Wade sighed turning to look at George, placing the dirty rag on the table.

"I appreciate the concern, but sometimes you need to stay out of my life. This is one of those times. Don't you think I was smart enough to actually sit down and talk about this with her? To make sure that this is my baby, before I got too attached? Or do you really think that little of me?" He asked, shaking his head. Maybe he was better off if he didn't hear the answer to that question. No one in the whole town of Bluebell thought much of him. Why should they? He didn't take much of anything serious, he didn't have plans for after high school. Even now with a little boy on the way, he didn't have any idea on what it was he wanted to do, with his life.

"I know that, but sometimes you can't help, but to interfere in the life's we care about," he further explained, turning to walk off.

"I guess, thanks for that, George, I know it's not that easy from where you stand as my friend," Wade told him with a shrug getting back to work. He wasn't use to people caring for him and worrying about him. Other than George he didn't really have anyone else. Lemon on occasion. Maybe Annabeth. Some of the townspeople acted like they cared, but it was hard to know if they really meant it or not. Now he had Zoe, and he could easily tell that she really did care about him. Pushing him to better himself.

With her work done at the practice Harley let Zoe go. She stepped outside, with a sigh she headed to the one place she knew she shouldn't be going, not when Wade could catch her. She didn't want him to be mad at her for going there. But right now she didn't care about that. She'd deal with that when the time came. But for now she was going to keep going because she felt at peace there, a sense of calmness washed over her, when she sat down. Most the time she didn't even talk, just sat there. Other times she would talk about Wade, other times she would talk about the baby and how he was doing. She really didn't know how often Wade came here, or if he did show up again.

"We found out we were having a boy a few days ago. Wade's pretty excited about it, he even did the nursery, the way I wanted it to be done. No questions asked. He is the sweetest guy around, our little boy is going to be lucky to have a daddy like Wade. I've already picked out the name I want for your grandson, I haven't told Wade yet, I'm afraid he won't like the name. Zachery Jackson Kinsella. It's kinda perfect, at least I think so," Zoe explained, her hands resting on her small baby bump. It always amazed her how gentle the breeze blew while she sat on the grass, the breeze bring a warm wildflower and honey sent. It was quickly becoming her new favorite smell.

Wade was walking by on his way to check on his dad, when Zoe's voice reached his ear's. He wanted to be pissed that Zoe was at his mom's grave, behind his back, but hearing the name she had picked out, he liked it. She was naming their son after his mom. It was sweet and thoughtful and it couldn't be any more perfect if he tried himself. Even learning that they were having a son, he didn't think too much on a name, Zoe hadn't mentioned it either. Now he knew that Zoe had indeed been thinking about a name for their son. He was lucky to have Zoe as the mother of his son. He quickly walked by the cemetery no longer hearing Zoe's voice. He didn't want to get caught, he couldn't keep Zoe from going there and he wasn't going to say that he knew anything about it. There had to be a reason behind Zoe not telling him about her visits. For now he was going to let it be.

"You in trouble?" Earl asked, stopping the yard work he was doing, seeing his son approach. Wade shook his head, sitting on the porch.

"Nope, just wanted to come see my old man. It's been a while and all that. I also have something I want to tell you," he informed his dad. Earl walked across the yard, taking the empty seat next to his son.

"What's that?" Earl asked, pouring some lemonade for Wade then himself.

"We learned that we're having a boy," Wade told him with a mile wide grin. Earl smiled seeing his son so freaking happy. The last time he could remember his son being so happy was for 7th birthday when he got the newest hottest bike around. It sure was nice to see his son with a smile and not with a scowl on his face.

"Am I ever going to meet Zoe?" Earl asked, taking a long drink of his ice-cold lemonade. He had seen Zoe around town. Saw her with his son, saw first hand how happy she made Wade. He liked her already. He would have started to question things if he had yet to see her around town. "It would be nice to see who has this spell on ya and meet the mother of my grandson."

"I've got to talk to Zoe about it and see when it's best for her. I haven't been trying to keep you from knowing her or anything like that, it just hasn't been something that has come up. Between working and baby stuff, it's just been hard, plus school is in the mix," he explained, not wanting his dad to be mad or upset with him that he hadn't brought Zoe over. It was something that had never really crossed his mind. Zoe had never asked him about his dad.

"I get it, Wade. Nothing to beat yourself up over. Just let me know, and I'll have a nice home cooked meal for the both of you. Also, Jesse is coming home in the next few days. Try to work things out with him, if not for anyone but for your son. He did nothing wrong to lose out on what I'm guessing to be his only uncle. I'm still your father, and I hate watching my son's fight over something that was out of their hands and mine as well."

"I make no promise's on any of it. He was the one to choose everything over me. He was the one to choose walking out on his little brother. You think I wanted to grow up missing my brother? To have this unresolved hate settle in between us? I did nothing wrong, he walked out on me." He couldn't deal with this, the last thing he needed was a lecture on getting along with his brother when he was never in the wrong to start with. "I'll let you know when we can make it over," Wade told his father, getting up from his spot, walking off, leaving a frustrated Earl behind. He cleared his head walking into the house. He smiled seeing Zoe sitting in the nursery, reading a kids book out loud. It was the one place, she loved to be.

"Hi," Zoe smiled, seeing Wade standing in the doorway, watching her.

"Hey," he smiled. "Can we talk?" He asked, walking to the bedroom, waiting for Zoe to join him.