Addison slowly stretched her body out along side Pete's the next morning before she curled up to his side the best she could. He kept his arms around her securely and looked at her in silence. He'd already been awake for at least an hour, just watching her, unable to sleep.

Addison yawned and blinked at him a few times. "Hmm, morning," she whispered.

"Morning beautiful," he replied quietly.

"How long have you been awake?" She rolled onto her back and turned her head to look at him.

"Not long." Pete shrugged.

"Hmm." She let her eyes flutter closed again. He lay and watched her silently, still trying to find the right words. Addison opened one eye and looked at him. "You're watching me."

"Sorry." Pete gave a small smile.

"Is something wrong?" she asked and opened both eyes.

"No, no," he spoke softly and shook his head.

"Really?"

Pete looked at her and hesitated slightly. "Can we talk?"

"Oh, sure." Her body tensed and she gave a small nod as fear overtook her body.

"Just listen, okay?" He took in a breath, unsure about where to even begin. Addison gave another nod and could feel her heart beginning to drop.

"You know what I said last night? About our place looking like that one day?" Pete looked at her. "I meant that. Our place. I want our place to look like that one day. I want to be a proper family with you and our daughter. I don't want to live in a different part of town, I don't want to only get her on weekends and I don't want to watch you raise her with someone else."

Addison stayed quiet as his words began to sink in.

"I want to be able to wake up with you next to me every morning for the rest of my life. And I don't want that just for the sake of our daughter. I want that because of you. Because I love you and I want to be with you and I never want to give this up."

She stared at him wide eyed as she realised exactly what he meant.

"So, I'm just going to ask you now, okay? I've been carrying this thought around with me for way too long and if you feel the same way, then I don't want to waste another second. If you don't though, just tell me, okay? If you don't feel the way I do then we need to be able to just forget everything I said during the last five minutes."

Addison gave a nod but could not find her voice. Pete nodded as well and sat up in bed so he could face her properly. She swallowed and watched his face as he composed himself.

"I love you, Addi. I'm in love with you and I don't want to spend the rest of my life with anyone but you." He looked at her with serious yet loving eyes. "Will you marry me, Addison?" Her eyes widened even more at his words and her mouth formed an o shape. Without even realizing it Pete began to hold his breathe as he waited for her reaction.

"Yes," she whispered. "Yes."

"Yes?" His eyes widened slightly.

"Yes." Addison nodded and her lips curved into a grin. "Yes, I'll marry you."

Pete's mouth dropped open slightly and he reached out to cup her face. "Are you serious?"

"I'm serious, Pete." She nodded. "I love you and I want to be with you forever." He looked deep into her eyes before he closed the gap between them and pressed his lips to hers. Addison closed her eyes and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. The kiss between them was passionate and gentle at the same time and neither wanted to pull away

"I love you so much, Pete," she whispered against his lips.

"I love you even more," he whispered back softly. "You have no idea." Addison cupped his face and smiled widely at him. Pete smiled back happily before he remembered something and he pulled away. "I almost forgot something."

"You have?"

He nodded and reached over for the nightstand where he had put the box his father had given him the night before. Addison turned over onto her side as she watched him turn back to her. Pete held the black box out to her before he popped it open for her to see. A gasp left her lips as she looked at the ring.

"I know it might not exactly be your style but my father gave it to me. It belonged to his mother," he explained as he looked at her.

"He gave it to you?"

"He did." Pete nodded. "He wants you to have it."

"Really?" she whispered and looked up at Pete.

"Really." He gave her a soft smile. "He said someone special should get it and there is no one more special to me than you and our baby."

"Really?" she whispered again and her eyes began to well up.

"Really," he repeated and smiled softly before he placed a kiss on her lips. "Shall I put it on you?" Addison nodded and tried to hold back her tears but failed. Pete slid the ring on her finger and put the box away before he gently wiped the tears from her cheeks.

"It's beautiful. It really is."

"You like it?" He looked down at her.

"I love it."

Pete smiled happily and placed his hands on her bump. "Did you hear that, princess? Mummy and daddy are getting married." The baby gave a kick against his hands and did what felt a summersault in the womb.

"I think she's happy." He smiled at Addison.

"Me too."

"Are you?"

"I'm really happy." She smiled up at him. "I couldn't want for anything more."

"I can't believe you said yes." Pete looked at her.

"What else was there for me to say?"

"I didn't know how you felt."

Addison reached a hand up and trailed a finger over his cheek. Pete smiled softly and turned his head to place a kiss on it. "When do you want to move in?" she whispered.

"I've been staying here most of the time anyway." He gave a small shrug. "I can slowly start bringing stuff over as soon as there's space for me."

"We'll make space today. Some of your clothes have already found their way into my closet."

"Well, I needed a change of clothes in the morning." Pete smiled and leaned closer to her.

"You do," she agreed.

"We should celebrate," he spoke softly.

"Hmm, do you have any ideas how?"

"I actually have one very specific idea."

"And what's that?" she whispered.

"That would be telling." Pete leaned down to kiss her. "Wait and see." Addison giggled softly and gently kissed him back.

Later that day Addison was sat outside on the patio, wrapped up in a blanket and her phone pressed to her ear. Pete had gone back to his to get some of his things and Addison had decided to call her brother.

"Ads." Archer grinned as he picked up. "What's up?"

"Hey, Arch. How are you?" Addison couldn't help but grin as well.

"Good, good. What about you, sis?"

"Good great even."

"How come?" Archer smiled.

"I'm getting married!" She giggled with excitement and looked down at her ring.

"You are what?" Archer's eyes widened in shock.

"I'm engaged. I'm getting married."

"To who?"

"Pete. He proposed this morning."

"I didn't even know you finally got together."

"Well, we weren't together until he proposed," she explained and rested a hand on her stomach.

"So he just asked you to marry him?"

"He did." She smiled softly. "He gave me his father's mother's ring."

"God that guy really is crazy about you." Archer shook his head softly.

"You really think so?" she asked quietly.

"Think so? Have you ever actually seen the two of you together?"

"Erm, no."

"Well, I have and I know he is."

Addison smiled happily and looked out at the ocean.

"Are you happy, Ads?"

"I'm really happy. I couldn't ask for everything else."

Archer smiled softly, happy for his sister. "You deserve it."

"Thanks, Arch. I didn't think I'd ever find the guy I'd want to spend the rest of my life with again," she admitted.

"I'm glad you did."

"Me too." She drew small circles over her bump. "What do you think Bizzy will say when I tell her?"

"Oh you know Bizzy." Archer gave a small shrug. "She'll make a few comments and then hopefully get over it."

"You know," Addison grimaced, "I still haven't told her I'm pregnant."

"I thought so because she hasn't mentioned anything to me yet." He nodded. "When will you tell them?"

"I don't know," she admitted. "I guess I should tell them soon."

"Maybe." Archer nodded. "Just give her a call. She can't make that big of a scene over the phone."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. Thanks, Arch."

"Anytime, Ads." He smiled softly. "I might have to visit you again soon, make sure you're being taken care of."

"Pete is taking very good care of me. You don't have to worry. Both me and baby are doing great."

"Good." Archer nodded. "Tell Pete he's lucky and he better not screw this up."

"I will. I'll call you soon, okay?"

"Okay. Take care."

"You too. Bye." Addison hung up the phone and stared down at it. She took a deep breath and tried to mentally prepare herself before she dialled another familiar number. She held the phone up to her ear again and waited for it to be answered.

"Montgomery." Bizzy's voice floated down the line after a few rings.

"Hi, Bizzy, it's Addison." Addison curled her legs tighter to her body.

"Addison." Bizzy couldn't hide the surprise in her voice. "I didn't expect a call from you."

"Well, I have some news," she began nervously.

"You do? What kind of news?"

Addison took a deep breath and closed her eyes. "I'm getting married and… I'm pregnant."

Bizzy was at a loss of words for a couple of seconds but quickly recovered. "Excuse me? When did that happen?"

"Pete proposed this morning."

"Pete? Pete who?"

"Pete Wilder, my fiancé."

"Addison," Bizzy sighed. "Why are you doing this? Getting married again, having a baby. I thought you had done that and you know how well that turned out. You know, some women just aren't meant to lead that life, to be wives and mothers."

"You're right," Addison agreed. "I had the best example of that, didn't I?"

"Watch your tone, Addison, I am a good wife. Unlike you, I'm still married after forty years."

"I wasn't referring to the wife part, Bizzy."

"I raised you and your brother the way I did for a reason. And who is this Pete anyway? Are you marrying because he knocked you up?"

Addison took another deep breath to calm herself. "I'm marrying Pete because I love him and I want to be with him."

"You're forty years old, Addison. Do you really think having a baby and getting married at this age is appropriate?"

A frustrated sigh escaped her lips and she tried her hardest to stay calm. "Well, it's already happening."

Bizzy sighed and shook her head. "Well it's nice of you to let your father and I know."

"Hmm. Well, I have to go now. Have a nice evening, Bizzy."

"Goodbye, Addison."

Addison hung up the phone and resisted the urge to scream as she made her way back inside the house. As she did the front door opened and Pete walked inside with a bag in his hands.

"Hey." She gave him a tired smile as he placed the bag down at the bottom of the stairs.

"Hey." Pete smiled back softly and walked closer. "You look exhausted."

"I feel exhausted." She wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face into his chest. "I called my mother," she mumbled.

"You did?" He looked down at her and slid his arms around her. "Did you tell her about the baby?"

"Yes." She nodded. "She called me a failure and said I'm not a wife, mother type of woman."

"You know that's not true, Addi."

"That's what she thinks."

"Well, you'll prove her wrong." Pete shrugged.

"Yeah." Addison gave a sigh and pulled back from him. "What do you want for dinner?"

"I don't mind. You choose, I cook."

"You need to unpack." She patted his chest. "I'll cook. Lasagne?"

"Lasagne sounds good." Pete gave a smile.

"Go unpack." She leaned up and pecked him on the lips before she made her way into the kitchen to make dinner. Pete watched her before he picked up his bag and made his way upstairs.