It was about a week later when you noticed a subtle change in the way everyone acted around you. The kids were bouncing with energy, giving you weird looks, and there had to have been three of four times that Misha had to shush them. 

Misha was acting strange too. You thought maybe it was because he was busier than ever, shooting late into the night, coming home exhausted. But when he was home, he would give you long glances, or hang up his phone as soon as you walked into the room. After the third time that happened, you asked him if everything was okay, and he seemed flustered, unable to answer your question.

If it hadn't been for the kids, you would have thought something was wrong between the two of you, that maybe he was starting to regret your relationship with him. But the kids were acting just as off as he was, and you wondered if you were just imagining things, since you were busy with wedding plans. Maybe it was the fact that all four of you were busy, with filming, and school now, and trying to get ready for the wedding that was fast approaching.

You shook it off, thinking that if you ignored it, things would go back to the way they used to be. But when you suggested maybe taking a small trip this weekend, and letting everyone relax, Misha freaked out. "No, we can't!" He yelled at you, his eyes widening.

"Why not? We haven't gone anywhere since the farmer's market. The kids have Monday off, it's perfect." You argued. "It doesn't have to be a long trip, maybe a one night stay somewhere along the coast."

"No, we can't. It just won't work out. I work late Friday, and they said they might even need me Saturday night too." He argued, and you felt your face fall, as you gave up.

"Okay then. Maybe the kids and I can do something special." You suggested instead, and he nodded, seeming relieved to get you out of the house.

"That would be perfect! You could leave around lunch time, maybe go to the aquarium. Then you could come back around dinner time." He agreed. "I'm not sure I will be here, but that will work perfect."

You gave him a smile, not wanting him to know how disappointed you were. Because this Saturday was your birthday, and you were hoping to spend it with him, and the kids. Your first birthday as a family, and you wanted it to be special. But then, you thought to yourself, maybe he didn't realize your birthday was coming up. 

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The next couple of days flew by, with you dropping off and picking the kids up from school, taking them to your wedding meetings. Before you knew it, it was Saturday morning and the kids were ready to drag you out of the house. Maison was standing next to you, already dressed in her favorite outfit of plaid shorts she had stolen from West along with her unicorn shirt. She held your hand while you both watched Misha kneeling next to his son. He was whispering something into West's ear, looking very serious. West was nodding along, listening to every word his father told him.

It was only a couple of moments later they joined you, Misha's hand on West's shoulder. "So West says he needs to be back here by six." Misha explained, and you raised an eyebrow at West.

"He wants to be back for my break from filming so he can talk to me. I have a break at six, but it doesn't last very long, so you can't be late." Misha answered for his son.

"Okay." You answered, as Misha gave you a peck on the cheek. Loading the kids into the car, you waved bye to Misha before driving the short distance to the Aquarium. As you drove you started frowning, feeling more than a little disappointed that nobody had remembered. Not even your friend had called to wish you a Happy Birthday.

"What do you guys want to see first?" You asked, trying to take your mind off the fact that nobody seemed to remember your special day. And it wasn't as if you expected a big party, you thought maybe a well wish, even a special kiss from Misha would have been enough.

"The seals!" Maison yelled, while West answered with the penguins. You couldn't wait to see the otters, but you were more than a little scared to walk through the shark enclosure. 

After paying for everyone, you let the kids set the pace of your tour, letting them watch the penguins for as long as they wanted. You smiled as they squealed and laughed when the penguins kept coming closer and closer. 

You moved through the aquarium, slowly getting closer and closer to the shark enclosure, and you could feel your palms growing sweaty. "Come on Y/N!" West yelled, and you took a deep breath, trying to calm yourself down. 

It gradually got darker and darker, and soon you were turning the corner into a dark room with a huge aquarium in front of you. You could see some of the smaller sharks swimming around, along with turtles. You were doing okay until you looked down and saw a shark right below you. You tried to push the kids through the area, hoping they would get bored, but they kept moving closer and closer to the glass wall. 

Finally, after you were sure you couldn't handle any more, they grew bored, and you walked out into bright sunshine, breathing a sigh of relief. "What time is it Mom?" West asked you, and you glanced at your phone. 

"It's five. We have time to hit the gift store before we have to go back." You told him.

He nodded. "Good, we can't be late." 

"Yeah we can't miss the ..." Maison started to say but West covered her mouth. "Yeah, we can't miss talking to Dad." He said instead.

Shaking your head, you followed them to the store, letting them look through each item. You fell in love with a small necklace, holding it in your hand before putting it back down. You ended up buying both kids a toy each before ushering them out the door to leave. West grabbed your hand, holding you back. "West, we need to go so you don't miss your Dad."

"I know, but I found something for him back there and I want to get it. Can I have some money." He pleaded, and you nodded. He raced back into the store, and you could just see him at the counter as he paid for the small item in his hands. Running back to you, he handed you your change, and the three of you rushed to the car. 

It took a little longer than you wanted to get back home, it seemed like the rest of Vancouver was heading back home for the night. Tapping on your fingers against the steering wheel, you willed the people in front of you to move. "Guys, I'm sorry, we might be a couple of minutes late. Do you want to call your Dad now, while we are on the road?"

"No!" West yelled, surprising you. "We have to wait until we get home!"

"Yeah. We need to sur..." Maison started to say, but West once again covered her mouth, muffling her words. 

Just then the traffic moved, and you finally made it home. You let the kids out, a little curious as to why they stayed with you instead of rushing to the door like they usually did. You unlocked the door, pushing it open, wondering why it was so dark. As you turned on the lights, you heard a multitude of people yelling Surprise, and you looked forward to see a group of people coming rushing forward to you, led by Misha. He came forward, grasping you in his arms, pulling you in for a tight hug. "Happy Birthday!" He exclaimed.

You looked behind Misha to see people like Jensen and Jared, and Kim and Brianna, along with your friend smiling widely at you. You laughed at your friend, who seemed completely stunned to be surrounded by actors and actresses. West came running up to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. "I did good Dad! I didn't let it slip at all, and I stopped Maison a couple of times."

Misha ruffled his head, before turning to face his guests. "Let's all head out to the backyard, and get this party started!"

You went to follow him, but West's hand on your pants stopped you. Looking down, you saw the bag from the Aquarium in his hands. "West, we can give that to your Dad tonight before you go to bed." You suggested.

"No, it's for you. Happy Birthday." He said, and you took it, smiling widely at the simple necklace you had fallen in love with earlier. Putting it on, you pulled him into your arms, kissing him on the cheek.

"I love it, thank you West." You said, grabbing his hand and following everyone as they made their way outside. You were surprised to see how much Misha had done in such a short amount of time. There were lights strung through out the trees, and picnic tables spread out everywhere, a couple full of food. A bar was set off to one side, and Misha was already walking your way with a glass in one hand for you. Handing it over, he gave you a huge smile. "What do you think?" He asked, seeming a little nervous about your answer.

"It's amazing! I can't believe you pulled this off. I really thought you had forgotten, or didn't know it was my birthday." You admitted, taking a drink of the fruity cocktail.

He scoffed at you. "Of course I wouldn't forget! The kids and I have been planning all week."

You saw your friend standing off to the side, and you went over to here, giving her a huge hug. "I'm so glad you came!" You exclaimed.

"Happy Birthday! And of course I wouldn't miss this for the world. But it feels weird, being surrounded by actors. How do you do it?" She asked, and you just shrugged. 

"You get used to it. They're amazing people." You said, just as Brianna and Kim came over.

"Who's amazing?" Kim teased, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

"You guys. Thank you so much for doing this!" You told them.

"Of course we would come. We really need to hang out more." Brianna suggested, and you nodded. Soon the four of you became immersed in a conversation, and you saw your friend start to relax.

The rest of the evening went by fast. You had so much fun, talking to each person, getting to know them a lot better. They were amazing with the kids, and you could tell they had a great relationship with Misha.

"It's cake time!" Misha yelled, bringing out a huge sheet cake. Walking over to it, you saw flowers in your favorite color, along with your favorite picture of the four of you. You stood by it as everyone started singing Happy Birthday, blushing slightly. 

Soon, pieces were passed out to everyone, and you sat down with Maison and West, laughing as more frosting got on their face than in their mouth. "Aren't you going to open your presents?" West asked, his mouth full of food, and you looked where he pointed. There was a table in the corner, a small pile of presents on it. 

"Yeah, soon. And you can help me." You promised. 

One by one, your guests left, leaving just you and Misha with a huge amount of food left over, along with the presents you had still to open. After sending the kids off to get ready for bed, you helped Misha start to carry in the leftover food. Carrying the cake in, you laughed when Misha swiped a finger full of frosting from the side. Looking your way, you saw him smile wide before he swiped it across your cheek. "Misha!" You exclaimed.

"What?" He said, acting innocent. Sitting the cake down, you swiped your own frosting, rubbing it across his face. Soon the both of you were covered in frosting, laughing hard. He leaned forward, licking part of it from your cheek, and you squealed, pushing him back. "So, did you have a good birthday?" He asked, and you nodded.

"It was amazing! I loved having a chance to get to know everyone better. They are so amazing."

"Don't let that Jared fool you. He's a tricky one." Misha warned you as you yawned. "But come on, let's get you in bed. You can open your presents tomorrow."

Letting him lead you up to bed, you were surprised to see one more present on the bed. Glancing at Misha, he shrugged sheepishly. "Open it."

You started pulling the wrapping paper off, holding your breath when you saw the present. It was a frame picture, one you had never seen before. It was of you and Misha, on stage at the convention, just as he was proposing to you. He looked extremely nervous, but full of love as he looked up at you. Your head was tilted down, your mouth opened slightly, your eyes shinning full of love as you said yes. "This is amazing! How'd you find this picture?"

"I asked Chris to take pictures. This was my favorite of all of them." He told you, standing next to you. You turned, wrapping yourself around him, your head pressed tightly to his chest.

"It's amazing, I love it. Thank you so much!" You told him.

"I'm glad you liked it, and that you liked today. I was worried you would get mad at me for being so secretive." He admitted.

"I was a little hurt, but now I understand. And I loved everything, especially you. Thank you for today." You said, pressing a light kiss to his mouth.