Two days later, Addison padded her way down the stairs and along the hallway to the front door where someone continued to ring the doorbell. "I'm coming!" she called and pulled open the door to reveal her mother stood there. "Bizzy."

"Hello, Addison." Bizzy looked back at her daughter.

"What are you doing here?" Addison asked and stared at her mother in shock.

"I'm here to visit you."

"Why?" she demanded.

"Do I need a reason?" Bizzy looked at her. "I haven't seen you in months."

"Years actually," Addison corrected and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Well, you don't find it necessary to ever come home again, let alone invite me over here."

"I have to work."

"All the time?"

"No, not all the time but I have a life too."

"You are getting married and I haven't even met your fiancée yet."

"We've been engaged for two days, Bizzy."

"So? You've been pregnant for months by the looks of it." She motioned to her bump. Instantly Addison placed a hand protectively over the swell of her stomach before she stepped back to let Bizzy in. "I'll be here for a couple of days," Bizzy announced as she walked in. "I can get myself a hotel room if you prefer."

"A couple of days?" Addison repeated slowly as she followed her mother into the living room.

"Yes." She nodded. "I'm meeting a couple of old friends as well. Plus I thought we could start preparing a thing or two."

"Preparing a think or two?" Addison repeated again and lowered herself onto the couch.

"Yes." Bizzy nodded once more. "For your wedding. Or we could do some baby shopping."

"For my wedding?" Addison stared at her mother. "We haven't even set a date yet. I'm six months pregnant. We're not getting married yet."

"Well, when are you?"

"I don't know. We haven't set a date."

"Hmm." Bizzy nodded slightly and looked around. "Where is he anyway?"

"He's at his house."

"You aren't living together?"

"We are. He's getting the last of his things from there before we decide whether to sale or rent it out."

"Hmm, good." She nodded once more. "So, do you have plans for today?"

"Pete and I were going to do some more in the nursery."

"Can I see it?"

"It's not finished yet." Addison looked at her mother.

"What else do you need for it?"

She shrugged and gently rubbed her bump as the baby did her exercises for the day it seemed. "We've painted it. We're just starting to put the furniture up."

"Well if you need anything else we can go out and get it."

"We're fine." Addison nodded. Bizzy looked at her daughter and gave a small nod. Mother and daughter sat in silence until the front door opened fifteen minutes later. They could hear the sound of boxes being placed down in the hallway before the door closed and Pete walked into the living room.

"Hey." Addison smiled in relief at him before she stood up and made her way towards him.

"Hey." Pete glanced at Bizzy before back at Addison.

She leaned up to tenderly kiss him before she turned back to her mother. "Bizzy, this is Pete. Pete, this is my mother, Bizzy," she introduced them.

"Nice to meet you." Pete gave a smile as he went to shake Bizzy's hand.

"Hmm." Bizzy stood and looked him up and down before she shook his hand.

"I hope I didn't interrupt anything." He looked at Addison.

"No, no." Addison shook her head. "You didn't interrupt anything. Have you got everything now?"

"I have." Pete smiled softly.

"Good." She smiled back. "We can unpack later."

"We can." He nodded and placed a hand on her back. Bizzy raised an eyebrow and watched the couple together. "Erm, have you eaten yet?" Pete looked at Addison's mother. "I could cook."

"No, I haven't eaten yet. What can you cook?" she asked and sat down back in the chair.

"Anything." He gave a small shrug.

"So you're telling me that you can cook everything?"

"Well, I can try."

"Hmm." Bizzy pursed her lips and looked at Pete.

"Do you feel like anything?" He turned his head and looked at Addison.

"How about chicken in a sauce and vegetables?" Addison suggested. "We have an apple and cherry pie for desert as well."

"Sounds good." Pete smiled softly and leaned down to kiss her cheek.

"Would you like a drink, Bizzy?" Addison turned and looked at her mother.

"Tea would be nice."

Addison nodded and followed Pete into the kitchen where she put a hand on his back. "I'm sorry, Pete."

"It's okay." He gave her a small smile.

"I had no idea she was coming. She just turned up today." Addison sighed and reached out to turn the kettle on.

"It's not your fault." Pete gave a shrug and got ingredients for their dinner from cupboards and the fridge.

"She's here for a few days she says."

"At least you'll get to spend some time with her. Maybe it's a good thing."

Addison turned and raised an eyebrow at Pete. "A good thing? Did you just meet my mother?"

"I'm just saying." Pete smiled. "Maybe."

Addison sighed and kissed his cheek. "If you hear a scream, save me." She picked up the tray with tea on it before she walked back into the living room.

"Thank you." Bizzy gave a nod as Addison placed the tea in front of her. Addison nodded back and sat down on the couch again. "So," she began. "When is your due date then?"

"January 21st."

"Not that much longer then. Have you found out the sex yet?"

"Three months." Addison placed a hand on her stomach again. "It's a girl." She smiled softly.

"A girl." Bizzy nodded. "Have you decided on a name?"

"No. we're finding it hard to find one we both like. We don't want a common name so we're looking for something unusual," Addison explained.

"Unusual?" Bizzy nodded slowly.

"Yes, like Deanna or Haven."

She nodded again. "These are beautiful names."

"They're on our list but we haven't found the right one yet." Addison nodded slowly.

"Well, I'm sure you will."

"We will," she agreed and nodded.

"It's quite impressive that he cooks," she commented.

"He taught himself." Addison looked at her mother. "He makes sure I get fed."

"He should, you're eating for two after all."

"I am."

Bizzy nodded and took a sip of her tea. "So, have you thought about wedding dates yet? Would you prefer a summer or a winter wedding?"

"We haven't discussed it yet," Addison admitted.

"Once you do you can start planning properly. It all depends on the weather; the dress, venue, food, everything."

"I know." She nodded. "But I don't ant anything big this time."

"I guess small would be appropriate." Bizzy nodded. "You could have a beach wedding, have the reception here at the house."

"Oh, I hadn't actually thought about that." Addison looked at her mother in shock. That would be the perfect wedding for her and Pete.

"Beach would mean summer wedding," she continued. "You could have it next year that gives you more than enough time to plan everything."

Addison nodded slowly. "Well, we have to think about how old the baby will be."

"She'd be a couple months old." Bizzy nodded. "But it would probably be enough if you start planning after the birth."

"Right now we have to concentrate on the baby. We have to get everything ready and make sure we have everything we need. We're not going to think about the wedding until after she's born."

"That makes sense, I guess," she agreed.

"It does." Addison nodded.

"Have you bought anything except furniture yet?" Bizzy looked at her. "Clothes? Toys? Diapers?"

"Pete's father gave us some clothes."

"That's nice of him."

Addison nodded. "They gave us a crib and pram as well."

"How generous." Bizzy nodded. "Maybe we should have dinner with his parents while I'm here. Yeah, I think we should."

"Erm, it's just his father and his wife." Addison glanced at her mother.

"What about his mother?"

"She's not in the picture."

"Oh." Bizzy nodded slowly. "Right. Well, dinner with his father then."

Addison nodded and glanced out of the French doors to the ocean. Bizzy took another sip of her tea and looked around the living room quietly.

That night after dinner Addison had gone upstairs to take a bath. Pete stayed downstairs to clean up the kitchen. Bizzy walked into the kitchen and watched him silently from the doorway.

He glanced up after a while and looked at her. "Is there anything you need?"

"No." She shook her head. "I don't think so."

"Has Addison showed you the guest room yet?"

"Yes. She showed me earlier."

"Okay." Pete nodded. "Good."

"So, Pete," Bizzy began as she walked further into the room. "You're marrying my daughter."

"I am." He nodded once more as he dried up the dishes.

"I was not aware that the two of you were in a relationship." Bizzy titled her head to the side and looked at him.

"We weren't."

She raised an eyebrow at him. "You were not in a relationship but you proposed?"

"We've spent a lot of time together these past few months, I've been in love with her for a long time," he tried to explain. "I didn't want to waste any more time."

"So the baby has nothing to do with it?" she asked.

"No." Pete shook his head. "I want to marry Addison because I love her."

"So neither my daughter or my granddaughter is ever going to want for anything, are they?"

"No, I'll make sure they always have everything they need."

"Good." Bizzy nodded. "Good." Pete nodded as well and looked at the older woman. "Seeing as the two of you are having a baby together and are getting married I think it's only fair that I meet your father."

"My father?" Pete looked at her unsure for a moment. "I'll talk to him."

"We should all sit down together and have dinner. That way we can discuss the wedding."

"I'll ask him if he's free this week." He nodded.

"Good." Bizzy nodded as well and gave a brief smile. "There's a lot of work to be done."

"I know," Pete agreed. "We'll probably wait until after the birth, though."

"You should start planning now."

"We still have the baby to concentrate on and I have to sell my house. Addison and I haven't really talked about the wedding yet."

Bizzy pursed her lips together as she studied him.

"We'll start planning as soon as we have time and know what we want."

"Hmm."

Pete looked at her before he turned to the sink and dried his hands before hanging the towel up.

Addison climbed into bed next to Pete that night and curled up to his side. He smiled softly and wrapped his arms around her before he placed a kiss on the top of her head.

"Hmm," she murmured contently and rested her head on his chest.

"Your mum seems really eager on starting to plan our wedding," Pete spoke softly after a while.

Addison sighed and looked up at him. "She didn't get chance to with my last one," she admitted quietly.

"Oh." He nodded.

"Derek's mother took charge and he didn't want Bizzy to help plan at all."

"Do you want her to help plan our wedding?"

Addison looked at Pete slightly sheepishly. "Would you mind if she did?"

"No." He shook his head slightly. "If she wants to help she can."

"Obviously we have the last say I just…I feel guilty," Addison admitted.

"Was your first wedding the way you wanted it?"

"It was…" she searched for the right word. "It was a dream wedding, just not necessarily mine."

"Okay." Pete nodded slowly, thinking about what she said.

"It was big. There were people there I had never met before and never would again. I didn't want to spend my special day with those people. It was so big I only really saw Derek when we got married, when we cut the cake and for our first dance. I then didn't see him again until we went to bed."

"Do you still want your dream wedding?"

"My dream wedding?" Addison looked up at Pete. "To be honest, I don't have a dream wedding anymore. I gave it up after I married Derek. I didn't think I'd ever get married again so I haven't though about it since."

"Okay." He nodded again. "That makes sense."

"What's yours?"

"I never had a dream wedding, I think." Pete thought about it. "But if I could choose it would be just you and me."

"Bizzy suggested getting married on the beach." Addison watched his expression. "And then the reception here at the house. I like that idea. We could just invite family and close friends."

"I hadn't thought of that."

"Me either. What do you think?"

"I'd really like that. It would be intimate."

"So you think it's a good idea?" She smiled softly. "I think it would be perfect for us."

"It really would be," he agreed and smiled back. "Let's get married on the beach."

Addison grinned and propped herself up slightly. "I can't wait."

"Me either." Pete smiled at her and cupped her cheek with one hand. "How about June?"

"That sounds good." She nodded. "The baby will be five months by then."

"We can start planning the details after the birth."

"We can," Addison agreed and laid her head back on his chest before she gave a yawn.

Pete wrapped his arms back around her and softly rubbed her bump with one of them. "I love you," he spoke softly.

"And we love you," she whispered sleepily. He smiled softly and shifted so he could rub her back as she slowly began to drift off, calming her.