"I faxed over copies of all the official documents and case details in case you ever need them for the future, but I have a feeling that all will be well. Congratulations Mr. Besson." Corbyn's lawyer said on the phone. Corbyn let out a sigh of relief and tried to keep his excitement contained until he ended the call. After almost two weeks of waiting for this call, it was finally over. "Thank you so much, I appreciate everything you've done for us Scott." "Of course, take care of that little girl. Call me if you need anything." Once he hung up, Corbyn ran up the stairs and into his room. He jumped on the bed next to your sleeping body, the sudden movement jolting you awake. "Ah! Corbyn, what the hell?" you groaned, sitting up and brushing the hair from your face. "Scott just called. I officially have full custody of Charlie." he said, a beaming smile on his face. You couldn't help but mirror him, your face lighting up at his words. "Are you serious? Corbyn oh my god!" you shrieked, launching yourself onto him. He fell back onto the bed, wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you on top of him. You kissed all over his face and ended at his lips, kissing them repeatedly. "I knew it would all work out. I'm happy for you, baby." you said, bumping your nose against his. "I should be used to you always being right by now." he teased. "Call the boys, I'll start making breakfast." you said, kissing his nose and rolling off of him. It was a Saturday so Charlie was still sleeping in, giving Corbyn time to call the guys and fill them in while you whipped up a meal for the three of you. You poured pancake mix onto the griddle and listened to multiple joyful phone calls as he called each of his bandmates to tell them the good news. Lastly he called Jon, curious to see how quickly he could get the three of you and the boys on a plane to Europe.

Once Charlie woke up and came down for breakfast, the three of you sat down and talked about the plan for the next week. "So we have tomorrow and Monday to pack up. Our flight is on Tuesday, pretty early in the morning." Corbyn explained and sipped his juice. "We're meeting the guys at the airport a few hours before the flight. We've already got passports for both of you since we thought we were leaving earlier so that's taken care of. All we need to do now is pack." You reached over and grabbed his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I'm so excited!" you beamed, taking another bite of your food. "Daddy, can I bring my Rapunzel blanket on the plane?" Charlie asked, referring to her Tangled blanket that she refuses to sleep without. He smiled at her and nodded, "Of course you can. Mama's gonna help you pack most of your things." "Why?" "Because Daddy always forgets things when he leaves for tour." you said before he could answer, earning a chuckle from Corbyn. He knew you were right. If you weren't at his house when he left for tour last time, he would've walked right out the front door without his guitar. "I finished it all!" Charlie said proudly, showing off her clean plate to you and Corbyn. "Good job baby." you said with a smile. "You can go play now." Charlie hopped off the dining room chair and skipped up to her room to play with her dolls. Corbyn grabbed his cup and stood up from the table, offering a hand to you. "Come here." he said, and you took his hand. He led you to the couch, setting his mug down and sitting down. He grabbed your waist, pulling you down to sit on his lap. You settled in between his legs, leaning against his chest and holding his arms as they wrapped around you. He buried his face in the crook of your neck and you could feel his breath gently breezing through stray hairs laying on your shoulders. "I don't know what I'd do without you, Y/N." he mumbled, pressing a kiss to the side of your neck. You squirmed and giggled at the tickling feeling, cuddling into him further. "I can say the same about you. I wouldn't want any other life than this one, with you and our girl." you said, turning your head to look at him. He rested his forehead against yours, closing his eyes. The two of you sat there for a few moments just taking in the warmth and comfort of each others' company. "Soon enough we'll be doing exactly what we're doing now, except with a view of the streets of London and Paris." Corbyn said. You closed the space between you and him, kissing his lips softly. He kissed back harder, moving his hands from your middle to your hips. You broke the kiss for a second to turn around and straddle him. You let your hands rest on the back of his neck and kissed him again. It was a blissful moment, one that wasn't especially memorable but would stick in the back of your mind forever. Just you and the boy you loved, whose lips tasted like juice and maple syrup. It couldn't get any more perfect until one of your favorite sounds interrupted it. "Mommy!" Charlie called from upstairs. You pulled away from Corbyn breathlessly, the two of you bursting into a fit of laughter. "Coming baby!" you yelled back, pecking Corbyn's lips one more time before climbing off of his lap.

"Someone's sleepy, huh?" Daniel said, smoothing over Charlie's hair with his hand as you held her on your hip. She was five but she was still small enough to be carried, so when you had to be out before sunrise she insisted that she was too tired to walk on her own. She curled up to the warmth of your body, resting her head on your shoulder. She nodded slowly at her uncle's comment, her eyes open but her eyelids low. Daniel chuckled, kissing her head. "How have things been going?" he asked you. "Things have been good. Since all the you-know-who stuff calmed down, we've been really happy. I can only expect to be even happier in Europe." you gushed, excitement flowing through you despite how early in the morning it was. Daniel mirrored your joy, a toothy grin on his face. "I'm happy for you guys. We've been waiting forever for Corbyn to grow a pair and tell you how he feels about you. We love you so much and you're the best person to be a mom to this little peanut." he said. You leaned into his side and hugged him, feeling him give you a quick kiss on the head. "Uncle Dani is the best, isn't he?" you said, bouncing Charlie on your hip. She smiled sleepily and buried her face in your shoulder. "We're boarding! C'mon guys." Jonah said and everyone filed onto the plane. You sat in your seat next to Corbyn with Charlie still cuddled on your lap. You took her blanket out of your carry on bag and put it over her, tucking it in so she was wrapped snugly. She was sound asleep through the takeoff which helped you relax a lot more. "Nervous?" Corbyn said, taking your hand and lacing his fingers with yours. You squeezed his hand, looking out the window. "Not anymore, I was more worried about her being nervous but she's knocked out." you said and he kissed your cheek. Corbyn ran his thumb across Charlie's cheek, looking at her in adoration. "I love you." you whispered, kissing him. He smiled into the kiss, pulling away and then kissing you once more. "I love you. Take a nap babe, we're gonna be here a while." You leaned your head onto his shoulder, letting your eyes shut and your body rest. You felt the weight of his head on top of yours, both of you falling asleep. You woke up hours later to the sound of the intercom: