I DO NOT OWN THE MOVIE THE PROPOSAL. THE CHARACTERS ARE NOT MINE. THE FOLLOWING IS STRICTLY FAN FICTION.

Note: I apologize for the all the grammer errors in Chapter One, and the ones that are potentially in this one, I don't really get the chance to read through them once they are written due to the fact that I have other fan fiction on the go that needs to be posted. Again, I'm sorry.

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NOTE: I am sorry it's taken me so long to upload the conclusion. My computer crashed on me, therefore I could not upload the final chapter of this story. Again, I am so sorry for the wait.

Andrew did nothing but make his family nervous and panicked for him as he paced back and forth in the waiting room of the hospital, anxious for the sake of his wife and baby. His face was lined with worry as his heart raced rapidly.

"Andrew would you stop," Grace replied. "Come sit down and relax."

"I'm sure she'll be fine," his father added as Andrew took a seat next to Grandma Annie who placed a hand on his shoulder and squeezed it, giving him comfort and support.

He shook his head, this couldn't be happening. Finally he had Margaret come to him with a positive opinion on having a baby, on trying to have a real family. Now this? It couldn't be. It was as though someone was trying to play a trick on his mind and heart. This was hurting him so much.

He gulped as he heard a young child crying down the hallway and frowned. There was something about crying or singing children that sent shivers down his spine. He sighed, momentarily he didn't need any shivers to make him more upset than he already was.

When the doctor entered the waiting room, Andrew was the first two his feet followed by Grandma Annie and then his parents. He gulped as he took two steps forward and looked at the doctor, "is she okay?"

"She's fine."

"How's the baby?"

"Fine."

"Then…"

"It was just cramping from her uterus expanding, it's a perfectly normal thing during pregnancy," the doctor smiled.

"Can I see her?" Andrew asked as he walked up to the doctor.

He smiled and nodded, "sure thing. Right down that hall and to your left."

"Thank you," Andrew replied as he rushed off, not waiting for his family. Then again, he highly doubted they would even come. He knew his family, they often weaseled into business that had nothing to do with them, but this time, he was sure they'd give him and Margaret some time alone.

He sighed as he knocked on the door before he entered and grinned upon seeing Margaret lying peacefully on the bed with her bright white teeth showing in a smile. Andrew walked over and kissed her forehead as he took her hand and sat on the side of her bed.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Better," she replied as she kissed him again. "Guess what?"

"What?"

"We're having a baby," she smiled.

"Yes we are," he laughed and kissed her again. "And we'll be alright."