Trudy smiled. Adrian was always surprising her. She wondered what he was up to today.

"Come on," Marsha said, "I'll make you some breakfast."

"Thanks mom," Trudy said, "I could do it though."

"Honey, you couldn't even walk to the bathroom," Dwight pointed out.

"The PT said I have to start doing things for myself," Trudy reminded them.

"You're already doing plenty for yourself," Marsha said as she went into the kitchen.

"Okay," Trudy said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Marsha replied.

"I'm sorry," Trudy said, "I didn't mean to break my leg."

"Of course, you didn't," Dwight said gently, "Nobody means to get hurt."

"I know," Trudy said, "I just… we've been taking advantage of you so much."

"Don't be silly," Marsha said, "You're doing no such thing. We love you and we love Adrian. It's a pleasure to be able to do these things for you."

"I love you guys too and so does Adrian," Trudy said smiling.

Marsha got out the blueberry pancakes. It only took her about fifteen minutes to make them. She brought them into the dining room. Dwight took one. Marsha took one. Trudy took two. She was really hungry.

"You know," Trudy said, "You don't have to tell Adrian I fell. It would worry him."

"It worried us too," Marsha said, "When we heard you fall… it really scared us."

"Well… at least I didn't get hurt," Trudy smiled.

The door opened. Adrian came in.

"Hi honey," Trudy greeted him as he came into the dining room.

"Hey," Adrian said kissing her, "Marsha you made blueberry pancakes."

"I did," Marsha said, "We have plenty left. Want one?"

"I'd love one," Adrian said, "So how was the start of the day so far?"

"A little scary. Trudy fell using her crutches."

"Oh my GOD," Adrian exclaimed, "Was she hurt?"

"There was a little trickle of blood," Dwight said, "We cleaned it up and helped her to the bathroom."

"I feel bad," Trudy said, "I woke them up when I fell."

"Don't EVER be afraid to wake us up," Marsha said, "We love you."

"How are you now," Adrian asked.

"I'm okay," Trudy said, "It does hurt a little bit though."

"Why did you get up on your own anyway," Adrian asked.

"I had to go to the bathroom," Trudy explained.

"I broke my leg once," Marsha said, "It was on our school trip to Washington."

"Oh, I remember that" Dwight said, "Some friends dared us to sneak into the White House. We managed to climb past the gate, but your mother fell and broke her leg."

Trudy burst into laughter.

"You tried to sneak into the White House?"

"We were really young," Marsha said laughing, "Your dad and I both got suspended from school for a month and we got grounded from going to prom."

She paused.

"It was worth it though," she added.

"How?" Adrian and Trudy asked in unison.

"That was when we went from being friends to falling in love," Dwight said, "If it weren't for that night we wouldn't have fallen in love and Trudy wouldn't have been born."

Trudy hugged both of her parents.

Trudy suddenly had a memory.

"I remember being thirteen and reading the words "time out" in a book. My first thought was WTF is time out."

"I knew what all those things were," Adrian said, "My mother was not exactly the warmest star in the sky."

"Being negative is a waste of energy," Marsha said, "It's so much better to be positive."

"I agree," Adrian and Trudy said in unison.

"It isn't always easy though," Dwight said, "I used to carry a homemade stress ball and I would squeeze it whenever I started to feel frustrated. That helped me to calm down. I would also do a good thing for myself every day."

"Do you still do that," Trudy asked.

"I started that again when I found out you were still alive," Dwight said.

"So, dad," Trudy remembered, "Isn't your birthday tomorrow?"

"Yes," Dwight nodded, "It is."

"How should we celebrate? Why don't we go to that steak restaurant you love so much," Trudy suggested, "I forget what it's called."

"Sounds great," Dwight replied, "Joe's Steakhouse, right?"

"THAT'S IT," Trudy said face palming, "I can't believe I couldn't remember."

"Your memory is a hellovalot better then it's been in a long time," Adrian said, "I'm so proud of you Trudy."

"Dad," Ethan's daughter Megan asked, "Why did we move to Rome?"

"It's… years ago… I'll tell you when you're older," Ethan stammered.

Megan rolled her eyes.

"I like Rome," Aaron said.

"I do too," Megan said to her cousin, "I just find it strange that we moved there without any notice."

"Yes," Ethan said, "You're old enough to know. Years ago, I did something I shouldn't have done. I hurt a lot of people."

"Did you ever apologize to them," Megan asked.

"I did," Ethan replied, "A part of my apology was to move far away from them."

"Can I call Cadence," Megan asked.

Cadence was Megan's best friend. She really missed her.

"Of course," Ethan said, "I love you Megs."

"I love you too dad," Megan replied.

Megan went inside to call her friend.

"So," Trudy said, "Mom and dad told me that you went to get me a surprise. Can you give me a hint as to what it is?"

"Of course," Adrian said.

He reached into his pocket and got out a box.

"A box? Adrian, I love it," Trudy joked.

Adrian laughed.

"It's inside the box," he explained.

Trudy smiled. She opened the box and gasped. Inside was a beautiful diamond ring. It was an eternity ring. It was encircled with a brilliant 3 carrot of round-cut diamonds.

"It was intricate crafted from gleaming 18k white gold," Adrian said.

"Oh Adrian," Trudy exclaimed softly, "This is absolutely gorgeous."

"No," Adrian said, "You are absolutely gorgeous. The ring barely compares to you."

"That must have cost you a fortune," Marsha said.

"It was $8,790," Adrian replied, "I got paid $10,000 for solving the kidnapping case of the Salmon sister."

"You mean the little girl's older sister?"

"Yes. Once the girl was returned her parents insisted on paying me," Adrian explained.

After a moment's pause Adrian continued.

"I saw the ring and I thought it was perfect. It looks like your original engagement ring but it's 100% better."

Trudy kissed him.

"I love you," she said.

"I love you," he replied, "So now let's go make the reservations at Joe's. What about 10 o'clock?"

"I think 10 o'clock is a little late to eat," Dwight said gently, "Especially with Trudy being on crutches. We have to eat at a reasonable time."

"Eight?"

"THAT'S more like it," Marsha said.

Dwight nodded.

"Eight is perfect," he said.

Adrian made the reservations.