Sorry for the wait everyone! I have finally chosen a specific direction for this story- each chapter is going to be rather one-shotish, not necessarily covering every event. (A lot of information will be given through dialogue.) Some more news that should make you as happy as it did me: No more word pad! I now own Microsoft Word, and will be using the much needed spell check. I'm going to fix the embarrassing errors in the previous chapters as well. Okay- on with the story!

(Skipping the grave scene to a few weeks later)

This was a bad idea; Rhett knew the minute he woke up that morning. As per (the rather new) usual, he and Scarlett were entangled completely, his body laying halfway on top of hers possessively, her desperately clutching on to him in her sleep. It would be nearly impossible for him to remove himself from her admittedly very comfortable clutches. What had he been thinking anyway? Birthday or not, when you metaphorically name it, you get attached to it. Rhett was not about to fall back into old habits, and that included spoiling his petulant wife. He told himself this as he carefully got up, slipped on his slippers, and snuck out of his bedroom to go do that very thing.

"Scarlett."

A deep voice broke into the young woman's slumber, causing her to mumble irritably to herself.

"Scarlett."

The sound was closer now, right above her. She felt a heavy hand fall to her shoulder to jostle her slightly.

"Scarlett!"

She flew into a sitting position, eyes wide and breath catching. Her eyes calmed when she saw her husband standing next to her, amused smile on his face.

"Good morning, my pet. Happy birthday."

"Good morning-"A yawn forced its way out of her lips.

"Uh, here. The children and I told everyone exactly how to make it."

Scarlett smiled happily as he presented her with a tray of her favorite breakfast foods, allowing him to place it gingerly on her lap. She hastily pecked his cheek as he was bent over her, and asked him to bring the children in happily. As Rhett made the march down the hall, a grin spread across his face. Maybe it hadn't been such a bad idea after all.