Zoe joined Wade on the bed, looking him over curious to know what was so important. She could see that he was not only nervous but there was a hint of something that she just couldn't put her thumb on. She gave him a gentle smile, taking his hand in hers. She wanted to crush any doubt that he may have. She hated seeing this pained look on his face.

"What was it you needed to ask?" She asked, keeping her eyes locked with his. He was the one to break the eye contact looking down, before quickly looking back up at her.

"My dad wants us to come over for dinner. I just have to let him know when. He wants to meet you. Just so you know, you don't have to go, if you don't want to," he rattled off.

"I want to go. I'm free whenever, really," she told him, taking him off guard.

"How's tomorrow night work?" He asked. Zoe smiled.

"That works out perfect for me," she replied, laying back on the bed. "Wade?"

"Hmm?" he asked laying down on the bed next to her closing his eyes.

"It's going to be okay. Whatever you're worried about, it's going to be ok," she assured him. He shrugged the best he could, leaving it at that. He didn't want to go into detail about what was bugging him. He didn't want to bring up old memories with Jesse. Not until he was going to be forced to do so. He was really hoping that he would be able to miss his brother's visit. He didn't think he could deal with whatever drama his brother was bringing with him, not when he had so much more on his plate.

"Zoe," he whispered, opening his eyes to see that night had settled in on them. He got no answer, but she was there, next to him. The warm vanilla sent and the steady breathing that reached his ears, was his indicator that she was still laying next to him, sound asleep. He moved, resting his hand on her stomach, moving her shirt out of his way. He placed a gentle kiss on her stomach. "Daddy loves you," he whispered. "I overheard your Mommy talking to Grandma. I love you, Zachery, very much, even if it seems like I don't. I love your Mommy too. I know it sounds crazy, but the heart knows what it wants. We're gonna be okay, buddy. We're lucky to have someone like, Mommy in our lives." Zoe smiled, waking up his voice. She wanted to panic that Wade had caught her. She wanted to surprise him with the name.

"Mommy loves her little boy, too," she whispered, placing a hand next to Wade's, while her other hand went to play with his hair. "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you about going to your Mom's grave. I had overheard you one day, and I've been going ever since. I'm sorry," she apologized, panic raising in her voice.

"It's ok, Zoe. Really. I can't keep you from going. I hate that you kept it from me. That you thought you had to keep it a secret from me. Did you really think that I was going to be so pissed at you over this?" Zoe shrugged, her fingers gently massaging his scalp.

"I didn't want to fight," she whispered, looking down, feeling ashamed, that she had kept this from him.

"We wouldn't have fought, about this. I wouldn't have been upset about it either. If you feel like you need to go there, then go, I'm not going to stop you."

"I really am lucky, aren't I?" She asked, with a smile. He smirked, moving so he could crash his lips down on hers. It was a toss up, really, on who was the lucky one.

"I might have to disagree, with that one. So why Zachery Jackson?" He asked, his fingers drawing random patterns on her belly.

"Because I like the name and it's only fair for him to be named after your Mom. We can change the name if you want," she told him, her fingers going back to his hair.

"I like it and thank you. It means the world that you would do that for me."

"You're welcome," she whispered, brushing the stay tear that rolled from his eye away. "Hey, Wade?" She asked, chewing on her lip.

"Yeah?" He asked, looking up at her.

"What happened between you and Jesse?" He shrugged, shifting his gaze to her belly. "I'm not trying to pry or anything. You don't even have to tell me. I see it pains you and I only care," she told him, letting her fingers lock with his that lay on her belly. Their son's little movements could be felt against their entwined hands.

"He left," Wade replied, his eyes staying focused on their hands. It wasn't complicated and it wasn't a long story. "I lost my mother to cancer at a young age. My father couldn't put the bottle down and Jesse took off the first chance he had." His eyes flicked up to her brown ones. The pain was clear in his eyes. "When I needed him the most, he left me. I want to forgive him for Zachery, but I just don't know if I can," he sighed, feeling weak. He had never let anyone see this vulnerable side.

"It's okay to be mad at him, Wade. He hurt you," she whispered, running her hand through his hair, moving to gently caress his back. "Zachery, does deserve to have his uncle apart of his life, but don't make up with your brother if you're not ready for it." He gave a little smile. She hadn't judged him or made fun of him. She was being caring and tender, she wasn't going to make him do anything he didn't want to do. He just wasn't sure if he was ready to really forgive his brother.

"We'll see," he replied, kissing her belly once more. "Night buddy," he whispered, moving up the bed, pressing his lips against hers.

"As nice as this is, we're hungry, for some peaches, pears and some spaghetti with garlic bread," Zoe informed him with a slight pout.

"I'm on it," he responded, kissing her nose and belly before heading out. Zoe smiled, running a hand over her stomach.

"Hey, Zoe. You doing okay?" Harley asked stopping at her door.

"Yeah, Wade's been pretty amazing. Harley?" She asked, keeping him there. "Thank you for everything. For letting me stay here, for letting me work at the practice. Thank you for taking me in, thank you for letting Wade move in. I really don't know where I would be if it wasn't for you. So thank you."

"It's the least I could do. I wanted to play a bigger part in your life, but your Mom wouldn't let me. So this was my chance. You're welcome, Zoe." They shared a smile as he walked off leaving Zoe alone once more.

She had just walked out of the bathroom when Wade appeared. He took her hand, helping her down the stairs. She smiled letting him help, even though she didn't need him to, it still felt nice.

"Thank you," she told him with a kiss to his cheek, sitting at the table where a plate of food and a cup of milk awaited her. He planted a kiss on the top of her head sitting next to her. She was quick to dig in.

"I hope you don't mind but Lemon, George, Annabeth and Jake are headed to the bowling alley this weekend. They invited us along, I accepted."

"That's fine, really. As long as you don't start a fight with George," she replied with a smile, drinking some milk.

"We're good," he informed her. She nodded, taking a bite of food. "Need anything else?" She shook her head. She had everything she needed. She placed her free hand on top of his. Nothing could beat this.