A/N: Hey everyone! Remember me? I recently read over this story and I found so many mistakes and so many things I didn't like. It's actually pretty terrible, huh?

But thank you all for giving it a chance and reading it! I decided that I'd write a short epilogue to make it up to you guys, and to say thanks for everything.

-Epilogue-

"Maddie, stop that!" I scolded. My daughter giggled gleefully as she climbed over her father's head, causing his hat to fall to the ground. Vaughn smirked and grabbed her off him, and into his arms.

"Gotcha!" He exclaimed, beginning to tickle her. She screamed with laughter and squirmed to get away.

"Daddy!" She cried.

I laughed as I watched her get away and run as fast as her tiny feet could take her behind a tree. Vaughn smiled at me warmly, and then wondered aloud as to where she could have gone.

"Chelsea, could you help me for a moment?" My mother called from inside. I rose slowly from my chair, holding my swollen stomach, and went inside. I found her at the kitchen counter cutting up vegetables for a salad. "I need some help with cutting these, since your father dipped out on me. Again."

I smiled, shaking my head. "Typical of him."

She sighed. "Oh, I know. I don't know what I'm going to do with him. You better hope Vaughn doesn't end up like this when you're older."

I glanced out the window at him. He was peeking around the tree at Maddie. "I doubt he will."

"Honey, you sure know how to pick them, don't you? He's amazing with her."

"Much to my surprise. I didn't see him being good with kids."

"And little Maddie is so active! How do you two keep up with her? When you were four you weren't nearly as hyper."

"I don't know, I just hope this one isn't as wild." I patted my stomach.

She smiled at me, putting down her knife. "You're so grown up, Chelsea. I'm so proud of you."

She embraced me and I blushed, embarrassed. "Aren't you a little late? I'm not new to being an adult, Mom."

She sucked in a deep breath and pulled away. "Oh, I know. I just missed you so much when you were gone. I'm so glad you come to visit more often now."

I smiled slightly. "I know, Mom. You tell me every month."

We resumed cutting the vegetables in a comfortable silence. My mother smiled to herself as she worked, humming slightly. She's been so much happier since Vaughn and I started visiting her once a month. I felt terrible about losing contact with my parents, so I had to make it up to them. But in the end, it's almost as if they felt like they had something to make up to me. Every time we visit they have presents for Maddie and they prepare a big, home cooked meal. I insisted it wasn't necessary, but they wouldn't have it. They adored Maddie and Vaughn.

I looked out the window again at them, smiling. My heart filled with joy and love as I once again thought about how lucky I was. After all that drama and bad luck I went through, I'm finally here. Within me, I felt a fluttering sensation as the baby moved around. I couldn't wait until he or she was here. I knew that their life would be full of love, just as Maddie's is.

"Mommy!" I suddenly heard her whine. I turned and saw her come through the door, running towards me. I put down my knife and scooped her up in my arms.

"Yes, sweetie?"

"Daddy says I can have cake now!" She beamed. I narrowed my eyes and looked behind her at Vaughn. He stood there shaking his head, smirking.

"Did he now? Well Daddy isn't in charge of that. You have to eat dinner first." I told her.

Her face turned into a pouty frown. Her bottom lip quivered slightly. "But Mommy…"

"Hey," I said before she started crying. "Maybe if you go find grandpa, he'll have a piece of candy for you."

Her face lit up and she excitedly called out for her grandpa. I set her down and she dashed into the living room. Vaughn approached me.

"I didn't really say she could have cake now." He defended himself.

"Right." I said sarcastically. "And I definitely didn't catch you sneaking a brownie to her the other day before dinner."

He chuckled. "She just gets to me with those eyes."

"You mean your eyes." I said, poking him in the chest. "She has your eyes."

From the other room we heard my father call for my mother, and then Maddie laughing followed with a crash. I started to go, but my mother stopped me.

"I've got this Hun, you stay here and finish up." She hurried off into the living room.

I looked up at Vaughn, who was smiling down at me. He wrapped his arms around me and rested his chin on my head. I smiled and leaned into him, taking in his warmth and scent. I felt the baby kick against me, hard enough for Vaughn to feel. He chuckled and put his hand on my stomach.

"I think we have another active one here." He told me.

I groaned. "Oh, no. I don't think I can handle that."

"Sure you can." He took my mother's knife and finished up cutting her vegetables. "You're a great mother."

I sighed, smiling. "And you're a wonderful father."

We gathered all the ingredients and tossed them into the salad bowl, then cleaned up the counter. When we finished, I turned to Vaughn.

"So, I was thinking…" I began, taking his hand.

He grunted. "Oh, gosh. Here you go with your ideas."

I glared at him, "Come on, they're great. Anyway, I was thinking…I want your father to meet Maddie."

His face darkened, and he pulled his hand away from me. He looked like his old, mean self. "No."

"Vaughn, come on. I know it didn't go well when I met him, but—"

"Which is why I don't want him to meet her. He'll be just as rude to her as he was to you. No."

I sighed, thinking back to when I meet his father. It was at our wedding. I sent him an invitation even though Vaughn told me not to, and he actually showed up. But he hung off to the side the entire time, glaring. Then he finally approached us, and yelled at Vaughn for 'throwing his life away for a lowly farm girl'. I cried and Vaughn was outraged. It caused a scene and when his father stormed out, he stopped to tell me I shouldn't have intervened in Vaughn's career. And that was the last we heard of him. Though, I did send him short letters with updates and pictures of Maddie.

I frowned at the memory. Vaughn sighed, taking my hand again. "You can't possibly believe that it'll go well."

"We won't know unless we try. I want family to be an important part of our children's lives."

"But you know my father…" He grumbled.

"It's been over five years since then. He could feel differently."

"I doubt that."

"Please?" I asked, wrapping my arms around him and looking up at him. "Can we at least try?"

He frowned down at me. "Now I see where Maddie gets her begging skills from."

I stuck out my bottom lip, just as she does. "Please?"

He couldn't help but smirk. Then he sighed. "Okay. Maybe…"

I smiled, knowing that when he said maybe, it means yes. Even if it won't be right away.

"Thank you, Vaughn." I stood on my toes to give him a kiss. "I appreciate it."

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever…" He muttered, blushing.

Maddie came into the kitchen then, trotting up to us. She held up a candy wrapper, as if in victory. "Grandpa gave me candy!"

Vaughn smiled, and reached down, ruffling up her hair.

"Now you have to promise me you'll finish your dinner." I told her.

"Maybe." She giggled.

I laughed, thinking how much she and Vaughn are alike. She grabbed ahold of both Vaughn and I's legs and said, "I'll think about it."

Vaughn put an arm around me, leaning his forehead against mine. "I love you."

I smiled. "I love you, too."

A/N: Aaaaand that's it. I hope that was good enough for you all! I know it isn't all that interesting, but oh well. I hope you liked it.

Now, this is the end. For real this time.

If you want, look out for future stories by me. I need to start writing again, seeing as I haven't for months.

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