A/N- I do not own Make It Or Break It or the characters

Also, I am just loving writing Sasha's dad... he's so much fun. Thanks for the review… and Ida-Cullen I love Dmitri's lie too... I was laughing so hard as I wrote it that I had to stop a couple times so I could type straight.

The official story was that Sasha had left as the result of a personal family matter, and the presence of his father, coming in to take off where Sasha had left off had certainly kept the tongues from wagging, so it was with great fanfare that he was welcomed back home at the Rock. His father's timing was dead on, he walked back into the Rock on his love's birthday, and as furious as he was about her shacking up with Spencer, he couldn't help but feel like the part of him that had been empty was filled. If she still wanted him, he made for a good birthday present. As he was surrounded by his elites... minus one, Payson was over on the vault and hadn't seen him come in. She began her run into a perfect Yurechenko triple twist. Sasha had the overwhelming feeling of being played, but at that moment it didn't matter… She had looked up to salute and as her eyes caught his, she looked suspended in time, as though she had stopped breathing.

Sasha walked over to the edge of the gym where she was at, and she slowly walked to him.

"How much has my father lied to me about…"

"I don't know… but everyone is beginning to clear out…. How about I stay late, I'm sure mom will take Becca home, but I can say I want to stay to catch you up on my training."

I am going to kill my father.

"So I guess you're back now"

"I guess I am.. " Sasha felt an overwhelming urge to take her in his arms and claim her, but he didn't find the item he was looking for desperately, and he had a feeling that perhaps there was some truth to what his father had said... He hadn't seen her in months, and he couldn't help but want to pull her into an embrace, but the time wasn't right…..

"You picked a good day to come back.. " she sighed

"I know…"

She pulled up a chair on the Astroturf. "So why are you back, Sasha… I thought you were gone until London?"

Sasha took a deep breath to steady himself…"That was up until I heard you were living with Spencer… I just wanted to see you again, to tell you I understand, and to get my things. You don't need my trailer or my father as a reminder. I want you to be able to… move on. And I hope you and Max are happy…"

He saw the fury build up in her eyes as he spoke. "Sasha, what makes you think for one second that I would ever…"

They both looked up to see Dmitri Belov locking up the gym… Payson and Sasha walked over to the old man… "Papa B, you had no right to lie to Sasha… " "Dad, what have you done?" They both said at the same time..

Dmitri just chuckled… "Are you two going to waste time yelling at me, or don't you two kids want to catch up… " He winked at them, walked over to his old Cadillac, and drove away..

"Sasha… "

"Payson, I think my dad might be right…"

They could both feel the electricity in the air.

Sasha just looked over at Payson… "God I've missed you… I've not been doing all that well."

Payson sighed, "So why did you stay away? I'm eighteen, your dad is my coach, and you have no excuse."

"Your parents wouldn't agree…"

"Do you think I care? Sasha, I can't breathe without you.. I love my family, but you've been more my life since I was sixteen than they have been. I've been building up that wall for a long time, because I knew it was inevitable that that part of my life was ending."

Sasha closed the distance between them, reaching out to wipe the tears she hadn't even realized had been there since she had sat in the chair outside the Airstream. Suddenly they were kissing, Sasha dominating her mouth as she scraped her nails down his back. The feeling of need overwhelmed them as they bumped and fell their way into the bed of the trailer. After a few minutes of this, Sasha pulled back with a groan, "Oh God Payson… My dreams didn't do you justice…"

They slowed down, the realization that they had time allowing them to cherish the intimate moment.

"Payson, I've been meaning to ask you- did you open your birthday card I left you yet?"

"No I was saving it for tonight… after practice… it's in my bag. I guess I should go get it.. "

"No, love, wait here, and I will get it… I want to be the one to give it to you."

She watched him walk over to her bag and pull out the card. He opened it and laughed a little bit at the card, and then ripped it to shreds.. "What was that for? I can't have my birthday card…?"

"No Payson, you don't need it…" He walked over to the small bed, and got down on one knee… he opened up a small velvet covered box with a huge antique glittering sapphire ring.

"Payson. I have loved you since the first moment I laid eyes on you, seven years ago. I know we haven't dated, and I know we haven't even seen each other in months, but I also know that there is no other person I trust the way I do you. No one else inspires me to do the right thing the way you do, and no one else can see through to the real me the way you do. It is you I see holding my children, it is you I see growing old with, and I can only hope that you are the one who will today say that you will agree to spend the rest of your life with someone who does not deserve you."

"Yes…."

As he slid the ring on her left hand, he felt as though he was the luckiest man in the world.

"Payson, I would like to take you home now, so we can explain to your parents together…"

Payson took a deep breath, hoping that in the mix of all the excitement, he might agree…

"Sasha, please, can we just run away together. I don't want to wait. I've already waited for you for so long."

He didn't know what craziness had come over them, but he agreed, and together took the next flight out to Las Vegas…

They arrived at the hotel, and Payson saw as she was passing a small boutique in the hotel that had just what she wanted… She asked Sasha to go get ready, and stopped to pick out what she needed.

Sasha saw his phone light up with a text message..

Sasha, I'll meet you there… 11:30pm. Xoxox Payson

As Sasha stood before the minister, he suddenly heard the music begin and turned to see his love walking down the aisle. She was dressed simply, in a white lace sundress, with white espadrilles, her hair curled with small white flowers in the crown of her hair… He had never seen anyone look more beautiful…she walked up to him and placed her hand in his, a symbol of the choice she was making… and so the minister began..

"Dearly beloved… "

A/N- Okay, I know it doesn't seem like a very Sasha and Payson thing to do, but I think in this case they were so effected by being away from one another and finally seeing each other again that they allowed themselves to be overcome in the moment…