It had been 4 months since the incident at Ryan's house. The media found out about the incident and it was a big shit show for a while.

After that day I couldn't step back in that house. We had good memories there, but that night tainted them all.

We had been staying at my place, but Ryan really wanted to get a new place together. Somewhere out of the city, not a huge commute for me, but a place where our child could grow up without the hustle of the the city. We looked everywhere and were having no luck. So we stayed in my house and made due for the time being.

I was now in my third trimester and things were going great. We decided to not find out the sex of the baby until the day he or she was born.

Ryan was busier then ever winding down the regular season and preparing for the playoffs. I was still working. As long as my growing bump didn't get in the way of me preforming my surgeries the Chief of Staff was okay with me continuing.

I was getting a little nervous though, the trial for what Nikki had done was coming up soon and Ryan, Myself and Jeff all had to testify.

I had been going to therapy twice a week since it happened. At first I didn't think I need to talk to anyone and then the nightmares started to get worse and I wasn't sleeping. I knew that I had to do something as the stress was not good for the little peanut I was growing. The therapy seemed to be helping. The dreams got less and less and my stress levels were coming down.

Ryan and Myself were really hoping Nikki would have taken the deal offered to her.

The District Attorney called me one afternoon to let me know they were offering her one.

They found out she was suffering from a manic episode when everything happened and wanted to spare me a trial and having to testify. I was okay with the deal, 4 years in a state run mental health facility and a life time restraining order for myself, that extended to Ryan and any children that we would have.

She wouldn't take it though, she wanted her day in court and I truly believe it was to see Ryan again. She kept asking her lawyer to contact him to come see her.

My therapist said that me testifying would be a good way for me to get some closure for what happened, but if I felt I couldn't there was no shame in that either.

I decided, after talking it over with Ryan, that I would. Maybe even though she had some mental health issues that she needed to be put away a little longer to protect us and the baby.

He supported my decision and said he would be right there with. Although, if I testified before him he couldn't be in the courtroom cause he was also a witness. So I was hoping he was first.

In between the court date coming up and the playoffs, we were still looking for the perfect place. I kept telling Ry we would probably have to wait until after the baby was born, but he was determined to find our family home.

The Bruins swept the Canadians in the first round of the playoffs, so in a rare occurrence Ryan would be home for 7 days straight. I made sure to take those days off from work so I could spend sometime with him.

The first day home, we made up for lost time. Being pregnant made my hormones go into over drive and I wanted Ryan, all day, every where in the house.

He didn't mind at all, telling me he would just walk around naked to make it easier for me. I just laughed and told him half the fun of sex is the build up to it by taking off each others clothes and teasing.

"Whatever you say Doc. I was just trying to save us some time for more sex," he said throwing on some clothes and walking over to me and putting his hand on my growing stomach.

"How is little peanut doing today?" he asked me.

"Good, I felt him or her move today. Kicked me right in bladder," I say laughing.

"Hey little peanut, this is your dad. Stop giving mommy a hard time in there", he says kneeling down talking to my stomach.

I smile and laugh. Getting all turned on from how fatherly Ryan is being at this moment.

"Since you already down there, maybe you can help me out with something?" I say giving him a wink.

"Oh and what did you have in mind?" He asked running his hands up my legs and giving me that sexy smirk.

"Well there is this itch that I need scratching", I say looking down at him smiling.

"Hmm well lets see if I can find it", he said running his had on the inside of my left thigh.

"Not quite there yet Anderson", I say smiling. Feeling his hand reach in between my legs.

"Am I warmer?", he asks me in a low husky, sexy voice.

"Mmhmm, very warm," I say feeling myself get more and more turned on. So much that I have to squeeze my legs together a little.

"I think I found the right spot Doc. Now let's see what I can do about fixing that itch," he says reaching up and slipping my maternity jeans down my hips.

I step out of my jeans and he hooks his fingers into my underwear and slides them down. I look down and he smiles licking his lips.

"Sit down on the edge of the bed Doc. I don't want you to fall when I make your knees weak", he says giving me a little wink.

I walk over to the bed and sit down on the edge.

"Open your legs," he says getting in between them and resting his hands on my thighs.

"Please Ry", I moan feeling his hand slide up my leg to my core.

I feel him kiss up the side of my right thing as he starts to rub my clit slowly with his thumb.

"Am I scratching that itch?" he asks me looking up and smiling.

"Mmm you're getting there," I say grabbing onto the edge of the bed.

"Tell me how to fix it. I want to hear you tell me what to do," he says.

"I need your tongue Ry," I moan looking down on him.

"Tell me what you want my tongue to do to you," he says playing with my clit a little more.

"I need you to fuck me with your tongue and make me cum all over it," I moan.

I hear him hiss a little. "Fuck, you make me so hard when you talk dirty to me," he says.

He leans in more and does just what I ask him to do. Latching onto my core and sucking and licking my fast. I grab his hair and push myself closer. Needing to feel his tongue deep inside me.

"Oh god Ry, don't stop....fuck that feels so good," I moan loudly.

That only encourages him to go faster. Looking up at me and giving me that famous Anderson smirk. Feeling that I am close he gets another finger in there to help me along.

"Yes, Yes, right there Ry. Fuck yes." I scream as I release all over his tongue.

He pulls back and smiles licking his lips.

"You have a dirty mouth when you are cumming," he says smirking.

"You love it Anderson," I say.

"I really do Doc, it's fucking hot to hear what I do to you. So did I get that itch?" He asks.

"Mmmhmm you sure did", I say leaning down to kiss him.

"Well now that that is taken care of. Get dressed. I want to take you somewhere," he says smiling.

"Wait what about you?" I ask grabbing his hand.

"That can wait. This is too important," he says.

I pull on my jeans and straighten my hair, curious as to where we are going.

We get in Ryan's truck and head out of town to this little quant area, where the neighbourhood is quite and the houses are beautiful.

We pull up to a house just on the outside the neighbourhood. Ryan stops his truck and gets out. Coming around to help me out. Walking up to house and looking at it.

"What do you think?" he asks holding my hand.

"It's a great house. It's exactly how I pictured our home." I say smiling at Ryan.

"Well I guess it's a good thing that we now own it", he says holding up the key.

"Seriously? When did this happen?" I ask looking at him.

"The realtor called me a week ago and showed me pictures of this place and I knew when I saw it this was our home," he says smiling.

"You are the best," I say crying a little looking at this wonderful man.

"It comes with one condition," he says smiling.

"Oh what is the condition, that we christen every room with sex once we move in?" I say laughing.

"Alright since I love that idea so much, it comes with two conditions. The second being that one, but the first one being this," he says.

I watch as he gets down on one knee and pulls out a little black box.

"Marry me Alley. I want to grow old with you here. I want to raise our children here and most importantly I just want us to be together for the rest of our lives," he says looking up at me.

He opens the box and inside is the perfect ring for me.

"So what is your answer Doc?" he asks.

" Yes Ryan, the answer to that question will always be yes," I say as he slips the ring on my finger.

"Let's go home and celebrate the right way," he says kissing my passionately and I know just what he has in mind.