"You okay? You're not starting to regret getting engaged are you?" Wade asked, seeing Zoe zoned out playing with the ring on her finger. They didn't have to get married, even though it would be nice.

"I'm okay and never, Wade," she replied with a sigh. "Thinking about my Mom, actually. I know she didn't want me to have Zach, but I can't help but think she might want something to do with her daughter and her grandson. Her future grandchild as well," she explained, chewing her lip.

"Zo, I don't know what to tell ya. I don't know your mother. Why don't you go visit and talk to her."

"You would think she would want to watch her only child get married."

"I think you need to go talk to her." He didn't know if he was wasting his breath or if she had heard him.

"I think I'll go pack," she told him, getting up. "You're coming with me. You and Zach. I need you both." In order for her to get through this weekend, she needed Wade to be there with her and she needed her son. They gave her strength, she didn't know she had.

He groaned giving her a nod. The last thing he wanted to do was go to New York to meet his crazy soon to be mother in law. He would rather pull his own teeth out, then see her and listen to her put his family down. He wasn't going to bite his tongue either. Candice could think what she wanted about him, but she wouldn't talk bad about Zoe or about Zach. They were his life. He would do what he had to do to protect them.

The plane ride had actually went by faster than expected. Wade was dreading this. He knew that Zoe was feeling far worse than he was right now.

"This city is pretty big, why don't we go see the sights and go back home. We don't even have to go see her," she suggested with a nervous smile. She didn't need her mom to bring her down anymore than she already had.

"We can't do that Zo, you need to see your Mom. Get everything out. You need to try. It's up to her, she's gonna be the one missing out on her family."

"What did I ever do to get you?" She asked, placing a kiss on his lips.

"You sat on the beach, near me. You also gave me a son and showed me what love really is. You Zoe Hart let the light back into my life."

"That was a little corny but sweet nonetheless," she remarked, blushing slightly. Wade smirked, squeezing her hand. "Let's get this over with, shall we? Off to the house the devil made," she remarked. Wade snickered slightly but held his comments to himself. Zoe was dealing with enough, he didn't need to add more to her plate.

"Zoe?" Candice asked shocked seeing her daughter, a hoodlum and the baby she suspected to be her grandchild standing on the other side of her door. "Come in," she told them, moving to the side.

"Mom, this is Wade, the father to Zach," Zoe told her, moving to sit on the couch.

"Hello," she told them, holding her remarks in. "What brings you by?" Zoe got the meaning behind the words. What she had meant was why are you here?

"The idea that you might want to see your grandchild, and your daughter. To tell you that your only daughter is getting married. But I guess caring about what you should want was a mistake. You really did cast me off because I had gotten pregnant. Guess what? It was the best thing that could have happened to me, period," Zoe told her calmly. She wasn't going to force anything on her mother. Wade had been right all along, her mother was the one missing out.

"That's not it, Zoe," Candice scolded her.

"No, it is. You couldn't stand that you're teenage daughter got knocked up. It made you look bad. But I'm done with you. If you can't except Zach, Wade or the new baby, then I don't have a mother. You make the choice," Zoe told her mother heading to the door.

"I'll be down in a minute," Wade informed her. "I promise I won't do anything stupid," he added on, seeing the look on her face. She nodded leaving. She didn't want to look at her mother any longer. She was over it for the health of her unborn child.

"I thought you left?" Candice snapped, annoyed that he had stayed behind.

"I don't care if you ever have anything to do with me, my son or Zoe. I could care less but I know that Zoe doesn't want you out of her life. How can you be so heartless? That's your flesh and blood and you're going to write her off? Why? She can't be that much of an embarrassment to you. You just wanted to write her off. And you found your way to do that. It's just a shame that you give mother's a bad name."

"You done?"

"Yup," he replied. "I'll see my way out. Don't want you to over do it," he spat at her, seeing himself out. He honestly hated that she called herself a mother. She wasn't entitled to a title like that.

"I see you're okay. No bloody knuckles or black eyes," Zoe joked.

"Did you really think that I was going to beat your mother up? Or start a fight?" He asked taking his son, kissing his son's head. "Because if you do, you think very little of your almost husband."

"Wade," Zoe sighed, cupping his face. "I think highly of you. I love you. I didn't think you would, I thought she would say or do something to piss you off. Even if I've had to choose I pick you, our son and our baby, every time." It wasn't a choice she had to think about. She wasn't her mother, no she was a real mother and would stick by her kids no matter the trouble they found themselves in.

"That's good to know," he whispered, mixing his lips with hers.

"Let's go home." He couldn't have said it better himself. He didn't want to be in New York longer than necessary.

"Let's go home."

Yet again the flight didn't last long. They were happy to be home. They didn't know if Candice would come around or not. But they weren't going to worry about her. They were going to focus on their family.

"What's going on?" Zoe asked, seeing town square decorated with lace, flowers and streamers. Chairs were set up in front of the gazebo.

"I pulled a few strings. Lemon and AB are amazing."

"This is our wedding?" Zoe asked, shedding a happy tear.

"Yeah, I didn't want you to stress out over this. You mad?"

"This has to be the sweetest thing anyone has ever done. Have I mentioned that I love you?"

"I think so," he smirked.

"Let's go get married, shall we?" Zoe asked, stepping from the car. Who needed a mother when you had a whole town of people?

"It's about time," Lemon scolded. She took Zach handing him off to George. "Wade go get ready," she hissed, shoving him in the direction he had to go. Lemon pulled Zoe off. "I've got a few dresses that scream Zoe Hart." Zoe just nodded, afraid that if she spoke, she would anger the beast. Zoe stood in the room mouth agape seeing that racks of wedding dresses lined the room they stood in.

"When you said a few, I was thinking 2 or 3 maybe 5 tops, not 50."

"Just pick one, would you?" Lemon asked, holding back any and all comments. Zoe looked over the dresses, her eyes landing on a vintage lace dress with a sweetheart neckline. After putting the dress on she was in love even more. The dress fit perfectly. Lemon got to work on doing her hair and makeup and she was ready to marry Wade.

Wade stood nervously and very anxiously waiting for his bride.

"Would you stop?" Earl hissed, standing next to him. Wade dropped the hand that was pulling on the collar of his white dress shirt.

"Happy?" Wade asked. Earl chuckled going back to his seat.

Wade smiled ignoring everyone else seeing Zoe on Harley's arm. She looked beautiful. The love she had for him radiated from her. The love Wade had for her was pulling her in.

"Mommy," Zach said, wiggling from Earl's lap going to his Mom. Zoe held her son's hand as they walked the rest of the way to where Wade stood.

All through the ceremony Zach wouldn't leave his parent's side. With the vows spoken, rings exchanged for better or for worse, a life time of promises had been made. Their love sealed with a kiss. Wade had picked Zach up and together they kissed his little cheeks.

"I give to you Mr and Mrs Kinsella and little Zachery."