All righty, THIS IS IT this is the final chapter! But it's okay because I'm starting to write a new story (not a sequel) which I will post after this one finishes.

Thanks again to Izzy, who had some amazing ideas, but I'm just not as invested in this story as I was so I don't want to wrap myself up in a whole new storyline! I'm really sorry, but your ideas truly were awesome and they definitely deserve an "OOO drama!". (Which I guess has become something of a trademark for this story/me).

So, with that said, enjoy the conclusion of: The Right Place at the Right Time.

Three Years Later

"Dez, this has to be perfect," Austin said, running his hand through his hair in exasperation.

"Can't you just, y'know, do it in a restaurant or something like that? Like most guys do? Put it in her drink, hide it in the bread, just get down on your knee before dinner and do it," Dez replied quickly, chewing on something that was so deep-fried it was unidentifiable.

"Well, yeah, that's what I always planned to do when I got engaged, but she's not most girls so why the hell should I do what 'most guys do'?"

"Dude, calm down," Dez laughed and then, seeing Austin's glare harden, quickly returned to his chewing.

"This has to be perfect, and I don't know how to do it! Why is this so difficult?" Austin yelled into his hands which he had slammed onto his face in frustration and muffled his tired and irritated moans.

"Then...," Dez looked up and caught Austin's gaze, and Austin knew he was in for one of Dez's more lucid, good-advice-giving moments. "Retrace your steps." Austin sighed at this and fell back against the bed which he and Ally shared, letting Dez's advice sink in and searching for anything useful in his friend's somehow cryptic statement, which made always made him feel like an imbecile. After a moment's reflexion, Austin suddenly sat up and grabbed for a pen and pad. He started writing quickly and furiously. "Dude, you okay?" Dez finally asked after finishing his deep-fried... something.

"Dez, you're a frigging genius," Austin finally replied, handing over the paper.

"What, this is just a list of things that you've done with Ally," Dez said, studying the paper for some kind of deeper meaning.

"Exactly, things that I've done with Ally, for Ally, and if I could bring everything together at the same time, well that would be perfect!" Austin let a very unmanly screech escape with all his excitement, but there was only one problem. Where?

I guess this would be a good time to explain what has happened in the few years since we've last seen Austin and Ally. First off, they've been dating since they kissed in Austin's apartment three years ago. Second, they told each other that they loved each other about three months in and neither of them has regretted it for a single moment since. Finally, Austin is planning to propose to Ally. She has no idea.

xxx

Austin lay awake next to Ally, watching her breathing and tracing a finger up and down her arm, drawing patterns on her skin. She was sound asleep, completely clueless of what was to come, but so was Austin. He had scoured his brain for the past two days to find the perfect location for what might be the most important thing he ever does. He finally stood up and started walking around the room, using the moonlight coming through the window as a light. He made his way into the living room of the L.A. apartment they now shared and switched on the TV, flipping through the channels and hoping to find something good. He passed Disney Channel and laughed at a show about a dog and a flea called "Butch & Bitey", who would ever buy that whole "opposites attract and form the perfect partnership" thing. But, looking toward the door to their bedroom, he decided that sometimes opposites do attract.

Finding nothing good on TV, Austin turned it off and walked over to the kitchen, took out a bag of popcorn and put it into the microwave, then walked back into the living room and started looking around for something to do. He kicked a sneaker around a little and found himself near the bookshelf. He let his finger glide along the spines and, (obviously... at this point everyone reading should know what book he found, if you don't then... I don't even know what to say to you right now) slowly pulled out one of his most cherished books. He flipped the pages quickly and ran his finger along the cover. Austin flipped the book over a few times and then turned to a random page and began to read. Finding himself rereading the same sentence over and over, he found the source of his hesitance in a single word, "beach". Austin sat down on the couch and smiled to himself, content that his plan for the perfect proposal was now moving forward, and all he had to do was find a way to get to Miami, Florida without Ally suspecting anything. (Which wasn't easy considering they lived all the way across the country.)

xxx

"Good morning, babe," Austin said, smiling, as Ally woke to Austin staring at her.

"Morning," Ally said. She sat up and swung her legs over the side, sighing.

"I was thinking," Austin began, walking around the bed and sitting next to his girlfriend.

"What?" Ally intertwined her fingers with his and turned to face Austin.

"We should go on vacation, y'know? This weekend, it's a three day weekend and it'll be fun. What do you think?" Austin smiled at his rushed sentence, hoping to be nonchalant over his request.

"Sure," Ally replied, grinning. "But I have to tell work. You do, too. And where would we go?"

"Um...," Austin started, he had rehearsed how to say this at least twenty times last night, and let his cool air carry his excuse and was satisfied with the delivery. "Why don't we go visit your parents?"

"Really?" Ally looked at him, startled, then started to laugh, "Okay, let's go. This weekend." Austin sighed, gratefully, and Ally moved to the dresser to get ready for the day. "Get dressed, Austin. We have to get to Starr Records." She tossed him one of her favorite shirts of his and he grabbed some pants, then walked towards the bathroom to shower. Ally followed suit in a few minutes once Austin was out of the shower and getting dressed.

Once Ally was out of the shower and they were both dressed, they ate breakfast and headed out towards Starr Records. Once they arrived, Austin waved at the receptionist and led Ally up to Jimmy Starr's office for their weekly meeting. During the ride over, they decided that they were going to tell Jimmy that they were going to go away for the three-day weekend so they wouldn't be able to come into work. Walking into Jimmy's office, Austin and Ally took their seats and they started the meeting discussing Austin's career. Before it ended, Austin said:

"Hey, Jimmy. We're not gonna be in L.A. this weekend, we're going to Miami to see Ally's parents."

"Okay, have fun," replied Jimmy, smiling and, once Ally's back was turned, winking at Austin. Austin returned his gesture with a smile and a nod, putting his hand around Ally's waist and walking out of his office.

Austin sat behind the wheel of his truck and turned toward Ally, "Wanna go back home and pack? Maybe we can get an early flight and leave tonight."

"Sure, I can check right now," Ally said, taking out her phone. "There's a flight at noon, you sure you want to go that soon?"

"Yeah," Austin smiled at her, studying everything from her wavy ombré curls down her perfect body to her pink toes in the wedges she was wearing.

"Are you okay?" Ally waved her hand in front of Austin's face, "the light's green."

"Oh, sorry," Austin laughed at himself and pressed his foot onto the gas pedal, easing forward through the intersection. He smiled the whole ride home, much to Ally's confusion, but he didn't care.

When the two of them arrived back at their apartment, they packed up some bags and asked Kira to drive them to the airport. They were through security and to the gate in record time and celebrated with a kiss when they sat down with 20 minutes until the boarding time. That is, until a familiar voice called out behind them.

"Ally? Ally!"

"Oh my god, Austin," Ally said, leaning in and clutching Austin's hand. Austin turned to face him, but turned around at what he saw and quickly whispered in her ear.

"He's not alone."

"What?" Ally whipped her head around and, before being able to turn back around, caught the eye of none other than her ex-boyfriend. "Dallas!"

"Cassidy," Austin faked a smile, and let the two approach them. Slowly, the two of them noticed their body language.

"What's goin' on here...," Ally inquired, stepping towards the couple but not letting go of Austin's hand.

"We're dating," Cassidy started, then turned towards Dallas. "You know her?"

"Yeah," Dallas said, looking towards Ally, "We kinda... dated. But how do you know him?"

"We, uh, kind of dated," Cassidy replied, hesitantly. The couple stood staring at each other, then at the couple standing in front of them.

"So...," Austin started, desperate for some kind of filler.

"You know what," Cassidy said, eyeing Austin curiously. "I don't want to know."

"Me neither," Ally commented.

"I do," Austin said, looking to Dallas for some kind of answer, but getting it from Cassidy.

"Well, Austin, after I left L.A. I spent a few weeks in New York and met this amazing guy." She looked at his face and Austin noticed her gestures and body language, they were in love. "We started dating right when we met. About two and a half years ago."

"Wow," Ally replied, stunned into near speechlessness.

"Well, we've got to catch our plane back to New York." Cassidy said, leading Dallas away from the Austin and Ally, neither pair looking back on their pasts.

"So," Austin said putting his hand on Ally's and looking out the window next to her once on board the plane, "you excited?"

"Yeah," Ally said, chuckling a little. "Are you?"

"Well, I mean," Austin blushed and cursed himself in his mind. "I just want to make a good impression on your parents."

"That's really sweet, but they've met you before, Austin." Ally laughed at him and he returned it good-heartedly.

"Well, I'm excited nonetheless." Austin wrapped his arm around Ally, kissing her hair and she leaned into him, watching L.A. become a minuscule dot on the earth below, replaced by clouds.

"Ally, wake up," Austin whispered as the captain finished his final announcement.

"Huh? Did I fall asleep?" Ally's voice was a little hoarse with sleep as she removed her head from his shoulder.

"Yeah," Austin whispered, "the whole flight."

"Sorry," Ally said, yawning. She smiled and Austin kissed her gently on the lips.

"I love you," Austin whispered.

"Well that's good 'cause I love you, too," Ally said, smiling, brushing the mess of hair that had resulted from her nap with her fingers.

The plane landed and Austin and Ally grabbed their bags and walked through the airport. Ally had called her dad this morning to pick them up, so they weren't surprised to see him when they got to Baggage Claim.

"Ally!" Her dad gave her a bear hug and took her bags. Then he walked over to Austin and embraced him the same, denying Austin's handshake. "Austin, you've been dating my daughter for three years, we're practically family," Ally's dad said, after finally releasing him. Austin grinned at her dad's acceptance and suddenly couldn't wait to talk to him about what he planned to do this weekend.

xxx

When they arrived back at the house, Lester's girlfriend greeted them both and they all went into the living room.

"Penny's coming over for dinner," Lester said to his girlfriend as they settled on the couch.

"Mom's coming? Great," Ally exclaimed, happy at the thought of her little family being together again. Not that it didn't happen often, her parent's divorce had been very amicable and they always spent holidays together despite them both having new relationships.

"Yeah," Lester said, "at seven."

"Why don't I start cooking?" Annabelle, (Lester's girlfriend) asked. Gesturing towards Ally to have her come and help. Ally was on good terms with both of her parent's relationships and especially liked Annabelle. Happily agreeing, Ally stood up and went into the kitchen.

"So, what do you want to talk to me about?" Lester straightened against the couch and turned towards Austin.

"Huh?" Austin was shocked at his intuition, but began anyway. "Do you, uh, mind if we talk somewhere a little more private than this?" Austin asked, nodding towards the girls laughing in the kitchen.

"Of course," Lester said, getting up and walking towards the front door. "We can talk on the porch if that's private enough for you."

"Yes, of course," Austin said, joining Lester on the porch and settling onto the swinging bench while Lester sat on a sturdy rocking chair.

"So, what did you want to talk about, Son?"

"Well," Austin began, "I've been dating your daughter for three years now and I really really love her," Lester smiled a knowing smile, but let him finish, "and I was really hoping for your blessing to ask for her hand... y'know... I mean... oh gosh, I-"
"Yes," Lester interrupted, smiling at the stumbling man in front of him, swinging like a little boy and blabbering like a baby that just learned to talk.

"What?"

"Yes, Austin, I give you my blessing. You two are great together, exactly the guy I wanted my little girl to marry. But know one thing, if you ever hurt her, I will find you and beat you so hard you won't remember how to sing a C." Austin winced, but smiled at Lester's attempt to make his comment light-hearted. Then it hit him, he was about to propose to Ally. He thanked Lester profusely and made an excuse to take a walk. Dialing Dez, he made a check list of everything he needed to do tomorrow night to make it perfect.

"Ahoy!" Dez's voice came across the other line.

"He said yes!" He heard Dez laughing and rethought his last statement, then continued, "He gave me his blessing, I'm gonna do it tomorrow night!"

"That's great!" Dez yelled into the phone, so you're going with the beach thing?"

"Yeah, that's good, right? Right? Oh my god, I'm freaking out!"

"Calm down, bro, it's awesome. Ally's going to be so shocked."

"Thanks, buddy. I know she will."

xxx

"Austin, where are we going?" Ally laughed and played with the sleeping mask that was her blind fold.

"Don't touch," Austin said, covering her face with his left and hand hearing her laugh, which made his heart skip a beat.

"Fine, I just wish you would tell me where we're going."

"Somewhere."

"Ha. Ha," Ally replied, sarcastically.

"Well, here we are," Austin said, getting out of the car and walking around to her door.

"Where? I'm still wearing the blindfold. Can I take it off?"

"Nope, there's still a little walking to do. Come on." They walked down the boardwalk and onto the beach. "You can take your shoes off here." Austin and Ally kicked off their shoes and walked down the beach, Austin guiding Ally as she stumbled over some shells.

"Ouch! Austin, watch where I'm going," Ally said, then he stopped and turned towards her.

"Stay put for two seconds," ran away and Ally heard him grunting to himself, she laughed and after a few moments he returned. "Okay, take it off." Ally removed the blindfold and found herself on the beach, and, after a few seconds to register, realized it was the same beach and the same spot where they first... met.

"Oh my god, Austin, this is amazing, what... what is all this," Ally said, looking around. It was exactly the same, the beach, the waves, he even got the same looking towel from the night they met, but this time it was surrounded by unlit candles and a radio.

"I figured, this is where it all started so... this is where it should happen."

"What the... what are you talking about Austin?"

"Ally, I love you. I've loved you since the first time we saw each other up on that deck... literally that deck," he laughed and nodded towards the house a couple dozen yards away from the beach where they stood. "Ally, let me make this really simple, there's no way I could make it without you, and I don't want to try. So...," Austin took this moment to reach into his jacket and bend down on one knee, looking up at Ally and letting her radiance reflect onto him, "Will you marry me?"

"Oh my god, Austin. Yes! Of course I will! I love you, too! And just FYI, there's no way I could make it without you, either."

"Ally Dawson, I love you so damn much!" He picked her up and spun her around, racing into the waves and letting them crash over their legs, smashing them together over and over, encouraging their happiness.

With that, the events from a night nearly ten years ago repeated themselves, but with no guilt, just love and happiness. While Austin played one of his favorite songs that she had written, "I Think About You".

"You know, all those years ago I told Trish that I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time that night. I've never been so happy to be wrong."

And that concludes my story! :'( But I'm going to start working on another soon, so, stay with me!

Thanks to everyone for reviewing, It's been amazing. I can't wait to write more!

And finally, just because it's the last time I'll be able to say it for this story, "OOO Drama!"

I love you guys, and thank you!

~Lauren