A/N Hello my friends! It's Tuesday right now and I can actually write another chapter! Yay! Also, I would like to thank everyone that is following this story! I love you guys! And to those who reviewed, a very special thank you! Thank you so much for reviewing! I'd like to dedicate this chapter to you! Reviews are very helpful to a writer, and I really do appreciate reviews; it lets me know that you are enjoying it, and that I'm going in the right direction. Also, the next chapter is the final one, but that does not mean this story is over! I will (time permitting) be writing another story. This was just more to show what had happen between when they got together and where the story will begin. Enough of my talking; enjoy!

The charms on Beca's wrist clinked together, almost like they were trying to make their own music. A particularly busy boom box kept hitting a little yellow sun and the beating heart. Jesse had given her the boom box the day she and Chloe opened up their recording studio. As for the sun…

Beca groaned as she dialed her friend's number. "Hey Chloe…I don't think I'm coming in today. Reschedule the artist I was working with."

"Okay…are you okay? I can bring you some pizza later, maybe we could hang out at lunch."

"No, that's fine-"

"I'll come at 12!" She said before hanging up.

Beca groaned again and threw her phone on the sheets of her bed. Soon after, her body encountered the soft blankets as well.

Jesse walked in to see his wife laying face-down on the bed and frowned. "You sure you don't want me to stay home with you?" He sat down on the bed next to her and started to rub her back.

A muffled voice came from her lips.

"Huh?"

She sat up a little and said "No, go to work. I'll be fine. Chloe is coming later."

"Oh…okay. I'll see you later then." He kissed her forehead and then left to go his scoring job on a new movie.

Not five minutes after he left, Beca was over the toilet bowl puking her guts out. She debated calling Jesse to come home, but instead she dialed Chloe's number again.

"Hey, could you come over now?" She asked.

"Uh, sure. I'll be there in ten."

"Wait, can you go pick something up for me first?" Beca said hurriedly before she hung up.

20 minutes later

I sat on the edge of the sink with the test in my hand. On it, a little pink plus stared back at me. In the other, I held my phone. I was calling Jesse right away to tell him the good news.

4 months later

I hate doctor's offices. They feel too…sterile. I know, that's the point, but it's almost like its empty. I don't like that feeling. I had that too much after my parents had their divorce.

Jesse was holding my hand, every once in a while bringing it to his face to kiss my fingers. Today was the day we found out the gender of our newest addition.

"It's going to be a boy, I know it." Jesse teased. His eyes were bright with excitement and he couldn't keep the smile off of his face.

I chuckled and raised my eyebrows. "What makes you so sure?"

"I just know." He poked at my stomach. "He buddy, I'm your daddy." He cooed.

I froze. How could I take care of a child? I know Jesse will be a good father – the best – but will I be a good mother?

Jesse sensed my nervousness right away, "What's wrong, Bec?"

"What if I won't be a good mother?" I whispered.

He looked at me right in the eyes. "Are you kidding me? You are going to be a great mother. The baby will love you."

I smiled and felt my nerves settle. Jesse just knew how to do that, that's another reason why I love him.

"I have a surprise for you." He said as he pulled out a familiar box.

Inside, there was a heart that looked as if it were beating. I smiled and kissed Jesse. "Thank you, it's perfect."

"Swanson?" The nurse called. We looked up. "The doctor is ready for you."

A few minutes later, the cold goo surrounded my growing belly and the doctor was taking the sonogram.

"The baby looks great you two, you did a good job." The doctor said (Jesse wiggled suggestively at me and I glared his way). "Would you like to know the gender?" We both nodded eagerly and the doctor looked at the screen again. "By the looks of it, you will be having a baby boy."

Jesse beamed. "I told you!"

4 months later

I watched as Jesse gingerly held our child. "Austin Joshua Swanson…hey there buddy." Austin's hand reached up and wrapped his father's finger.

In my hands, I held the latest to my collection of charms – a sun.

Alongside the sun, the was a bow that Jesse had given her after the birth of their second child only two years ago – a sweet little girl name Erika Skye Swanson.

Beca got off the freeway and onto an intersection. When the light turned green, she attempted to make the last stretch of her journey, but she didn't see the car that was running the red light...