I know it's been forever since I updated, I've been thinking about this chapter a lot. I'm not exactly sure where I'm going to end this story, but if you guys want a sequel/ second season, please leave it in a review or PM.

APOV

We boarded the plane and found our seats. My mom had given me my punishment on the way to the airport.

When I went back to school, I wasn't going to be allowed to go to Cheers for two weeks. It wasn't as bad as I had expected, but I was still bummed.

The plane ride went by fairly quickly, I listened to music most of the time. We landed in Boston and took a cab home.

I had only been gone for a couple of days, but it still felt strange to be back in Boston.

Frederick and Krysta were still at the house when we got home. I grabbed my bag out of the back of the cab and headed inside. I walked in the back door and Frederick came down the stairs.

"You are so crazy, you know that?" Frederick said as he met me in the kitchen.

"Good to see you, too." I replied.

"What would possess you to think that flying across the country by yourself was a good idea?"

"Frederick, I'm tired and I don't want to talk about it right now, okay?"

I pushed past him and went upstairs to my room. I threw my duffel bag on floor next to my bed, not even bothering to unpack it. I took my BlackBerry out of the front pocket and saw that the light was blinking.

I unlocked the screen and saw that I had a new voicemail from Frasier.

"Hey, Analeigh, I tried calling you but you probably didn't hear your phone on the plane. I just wanted you to know that I miss you already and that I can't wait to see you again.

"Your mom has my email address if you ever want to email me, you know, I'd love to hear from you." There was a pause. "Um, well, I just wanted to tell you that I love you. Okay, bye."

I smiled at his awkward signoff. I decided to text him back.

"Hey, Frasier. I just checked my phone and I got your voicemail. Thanks for telling me, I'll check with mom about getting your email address. Love you, talk to you later, Analeigh." I hit send and went downstairs.

Frederick and Krysta probably went out for dinner, while Mom and Chris were curled up on the couch watching "JEOPARDY!". I slipped into the kitchen and grabbed a Vanilla Coke out of the fridge.

I poured it into a glass and leaned on the doorframe between the kitchen and the livingroom. "JEOPARDY!" had ended and another gameshow was on, "The Newlywed Game".

I watched as the contestants answered their questions, while Mom and Chris also answered them. It was kinda weird, watching them answer the questions. They got most of them right.

My mom always seemed so happy when Chris was around. Not that she wasn't happy with Frederick and me, but a different kind of happy with Chris.

Then I remembered the night Adam came to dinner with us at Melville's. I was so scared that Chris was going to propose. Maybe, it wouldn't be such a bad thing if he did. I mean, yeah in the back of my mind it would be great if my mom and Frasier got back together, but I knew that was never going to happen. They had been divorced for nearly sixteen years, if it hadn't happened yet, it wasn't ever going to happen. My mom and Chris had been together long enough that they might as well be married.

I finished my drink and went back upstairs. I unpacked my clothes and hung up the dress that Frasier had bought me. After taking a shower and putting my on my pajamas, I went back down the stairs to the living room.

My mom had fallen sleep on Chris' shoulder.

"Goodnight." I said quietly. Chris looked up, he must not have heard me come down. He took a second, like he wanted to say something, but it looked like he decided against it.

"Goodnight, Ana." He smiled.

I went back upstairs and went to bed.

The next day, I got up around eleven and headed to Cheers. Of course, everyone was already there.

"Analeigh!" Sam greeted as I walked through the door.

"Hey Uncle Sammy!" I returned. I hopped up on the counter and grabbed a Vanilla Coke from the mini fridge behind the bar. "How's it going?"

"Pretty good." He shrugged.

"Pretty well." I corrected. He repeated the sentence correctly this time.

"Hey, would you mind not sitting on the counter?" He asked. "It makes me nervous."

"Why?" I asked incredulously.

"I'm scared you're gonna fall. And if you got hurt, your mom would never let me hear the end of it." He said, filling up Norm's beer mug.

"Yeah, Analeigh." Norm piped in. "There's a reason your name isn't 'Grace'."

"Oh, well aren't you funny?" I said sarcastically. "I'll have you know that my balance is great."

"I don't think so." He said with a shake of his head.

"I beg to differ." I started to get up. "I bet you twenty bucks that I could walk the banister of this bar, by myself, all the way around."

"Really?"

I grabbed a twenty out of my jacket pocket and laid it on the bar. "Really."

"You're on."

"Norm, don't encourage her!" Sam argued. "Lilith will have my head if she gets hurt."

"You act like I'm a porcelain doll." I scoffed. I hopped down from the bar and laid my jacket on the nearest chair. "Carla!"

"What?" She answered, coming back in from the pool room. Adam was with her.

"We have a little wager going and I thought you might want in." I explained the bet to her.

"My money's on you kiddo." She chuckled. A few more regulars placed their bets, while Cliff was trying to explain the physics of how it was going to work.

In the end, there was a total of two hundred dollars in the pot. Carla and Adam were the only ones to side with me. Sam had opted not to partake in the wager.

"Adam," I asked. " I don't think I will, but will you walk along side the bar with me in the rare event that I should fall?"

"Sure." He smiled. Sam decided to walk on the other side as well.

I stepped up on a stool and started my walk from the back right side. I placed one foot in front of the other, carefully but fairly quickly. I smirked at Norm as I passed his seat on the corner. The entire bar was silent as they watched. I walked along the long side of the banister and no one dared to say a word, as if the sound vibrations may knock me over. I rounded the shorter side and started to slow down. Then I heard the door open, the silence was shattered.

"Analeigh Danielle Sternin, what in God's name are you doing?" I heard my mother exclaim. I could see from my peripheral vision that she was walking toward me, with Chris behind her.

I sped up but kept my balance. "I would love to discuss that with you, Mother. But, I really need to finish this."

"I don't think so!" She returned. "You get down right this instant!"

I rounded the last corner and finished my walked. I took a bow as everyone cheered. I took Adams' hand as he helped me down.

"Why on Earth were you up there?" My mother screeched.

"I was just having some fun. Norm and I were having a conversation and-"

"And somehow it led to you walking on a thin railing around the perimeter of the bar? Analeigh, I don't understand you sometimes."

I know, I thought to myself.

"Yes ma'am. I'm sorry."

"Good." She said. "That was very dangerous and you could have gotten hurt."

I was about to argue that Sam and Adam were ready to catch me should I fall, but I decided against it.

"Yes ma'am." She turned her focus off of me and on to Sam. I hung back with Adam.

"Sam, has that order come in for the party tonight?" She asked.

"I just talked to the company, it should be here later this afternoon."

"She has no sense of fun." I signed silently to Adam.

"You could have gotten hurt though." He shrugged.

"I had faith that if I did fall, you would be there to catch me." I admitted.

"Really?"

"Yeah." I affirmed. "I don't know why, but I trust you, Adam."

"Thanks."

I smiled at him.

"What's with this party your mom and Chris are throwing?" He asked. "I don't know anyone who has put this much effort into a New Year's party."

"I don't know." I shrugged. "My mom has never been one to throw a big party. It's mainly Chris' idea. A lot of their colleagues will be there, maybe a few of their friends outside of that. However, even he hasn't gone this over the top."

"Maybe he's planning something." Adam said with a mischievous smile.

"Don't even finish that thought." I said with a light laugh.

"I'm just saying, why else would he?"

"What are you two talking about?" My mom asked with a confused expression as she walked over. I had to think quickly.

"Well..." I stalled. "I was just about to ask Adam if he would like to come to the party tonight. If that's okay with you."

I interpreted for Adam what I had just said.

"Um, I don't know..."

"Of course he can!" Chris chimed in. "What's one more person? The more the merrier."

"Well?" I asked Adam.

"Sure." He smiled.

"Well then, we'll see you tonight." Chris smiled warmly. "Nice to see you again, Adam."

"You too, sir." He spoke this time.

"I'll see you tonight then." I signed.

"See you tonight." I loved hearing his voice.

I left with my mom and Chris to help get everything set up and in order for the party.