it's been a year.

"MARGHOE!" pete called my nickname, running across our new house and to the couch, where he plopped down beside me.

"yes, dick pic?" i asked, looking at him.

"you look beautiful, ugly" he smiled

i rolled my eyes and kissed him, smiling.

"MAAARGO!DAAAD!" bronx said, walking the couch and sitting in front of us.

pete had won the custody battle for bronx a few months ago, mainly because meagan didn't even care.

"when is the baby coming?" bronx asked, looking up at us

pete smiled "whenever saint feels like coming out bronx"

"okay" bronx laughed and ran off.

pete looked at me with total heart eyes, but a knock on the door interrupted the moment. literally 5 seconds later we heard a familiar voice say "fuck it i'm not waiting for these hoes" and in came tyler, in a shiny pink raincoat and designer sunglasses. "you look hot!" i said, smiling and hugging him as landry and joe walked in. "i know right! josh is totally popping the question tonight. get ready to be a bridesmaid bitch"

"i can't believe that if it wasn't for booze and vegas and poppy we wouldn't be married, fame or real" i said, laughing

it was tyler and josh's wedding and we were sitting at a table, me wearing a high end dress that i designed for my new clothing line, and pete wearing a tux i designed as well. saint was with landry (turns out she really loves babies) and bronx was running around somewhere with tyler's friend, dallon,'s kids. that's when pete said the most important words.

"some shit just happens for a reason, babe"

"so that's how you met mom!!!" bronx said, laughing and pointing at pete as saint laughed and stuck his tongue out.

"yup. you're mom and i were an item even when we weren't actually an item" pete said, wiggling his eyebrows at me.

i rolled my eyes and stuck my tongue out at him, and his immediate response was to kiss me.

its been many years. fall out boy has toured more than i can count and my store is a hit. my dreams actually came true. who knew???

"so you met mom by getting hammered in vegas?" saint asked

pete grabbed my hand and smiled, and i did too.

"something like that"