<Skyler's POV>

"I thought you would never ask." My heart soars and finally I feel truly happy with no burdens pulling me down. Its like I am as light as a feather, soaring through the air without a single worry of where I am heading or whether or not I will fall. Dallas Winston had planted this seed for happiness in my heart years ago, and he has watered it with providing me three beautiful children. Now he has shown this seed the sun by finally giving me a husband and a home. I began to cry more, not because of sadness, but out of glee and utter relief. I cover my face with my hands and just sob on the cold ground of our little beaten down neighborhood. "Skyler Elizabeth hey, hey whats wrong?" Dallas asks concerned. kneeling down in front of me. I pull my hands away from my face and instead hold his familiar hand in mine.

"Nothing, absolutely nothing, you have given me everything I could have asked for and I don't think I ever thanked you for that, but thank you Dallas for giving me three children, thank you for giving me a place to stay, thank you for giving me the gang, thank you for giving me a husband, thank you for giving me a home. I didn't deserve any of this, just than-" My words fade away and are completely engulfed by tears. Dallas holds my face in his hands.

"Hey Skyler, hey... you deserve this, you deserve more than this, you are an amazing woman, fuck you're an amazing human fucking being, thank you, because you saved me too. Now I would say more, but I'm going to save it for our wedding vows, sound good Skyler Elizabeth?"

A huge smile forms on my face. "That sounds fantastic." Dallas pulls ring out of his pocket.

"You also deserve this by the way," Dallas tells me smirking as he always does.

I love this man. his hand tugs on the small of my back. I place a hand on his abdomen and he kisses me and I, without hesitation, kiss him back. Dallas pulls me up a bit so my toes barely touch the ground. There are so many emotion running through me, I try to ignore the fear and excitement and just focus on Dallas. Focus on how he is now carrying me inside and slamming the door behind us, still quiet enough to not wake the kids that are sleeping soundly in their beds. We make it to our room and I sigh unapologetically. I pull away from our beautiful, fiery kiss and look into the fierce eyes.

"Do you want me?"

"I want you." Forever and always until death do us part.

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<Chris's POV>

Soda and I just finished cleaning up from the Christmas Eve party. Now I get to relax in my new kitchen in my new house with my wonderful boys, and a glass of wine of course. Soda comes up behind me and pulls my back close to his abdomen. He rests his head on my shoulder. I giggle slightly. "Hi babe," I mutter.

"Hey baby," he replies, his voice muffled from my shirt. I just smile and continue to sip my drink as he relaxes against me. Out of nowhere I begin to hear him mumbling very quietly.

"What Sodapop?" I ask amused.

"Baby." I laugh at him.

"Yes we have a baby, and Josh, how much did you drink?" I ask giggling. He lifts his head up.

"I'm just about stone cold sober," Soda replies, dead serious, which is always weird to hear, Soda serious I mean. I turn around so that I can face my husband. He looks deep into my eyes. "Chris, let's have another baby, right now let's start trying, we have two boys, let's even it out, what do you think?" Soda blurts out, still staring me down. I mull it over for a only a few seconds.

"Do you think we can handle that, financially?" I question.

"I don't care, I want more kids and I will work myself to death if that's what it takes to have them. Christina, I had a dream last night, and for the first time in months it wasn't a nightmare or memory from war, it was us with four kids, two boys, two girls, and I felt actually happy. I want this, what do ya say?"

I take a sharp inhale and never look away from my love. "I'm saying let's go for it."

A/N Hey!!! so this is overdue and shitty and unedited but here have this mini chapter! much love and merry christmas!

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