Semi-Edited!

Song above is...All Of Me by John Legend

The yelling in the stadium was almost deafening. You could just feel the excitement in the air and it sunk into my bones making me more nervous that I was before. All around me people were talking excitedly and yelling but all I could do was stare onto the field, gripping the rail in front of me.

"Are you trying to kill the railing or something?" My brother Lucas asked next to me.

"Shut up." I said through gritted teeth not even looking over at him.

"Don't poke the bear Lucas." Annie, my best friend, said. From the corner of my eye I could see her sending Lucas a look. Beside her Brad, her fiancé, was watching the field like I was. Brad was just as excited to see what was going to happen as everyone else around us.

When the next batter was announced I chewed on my lip nervously. After this guy would be my boyfriend and if things didn't go well for this guy, Brock would have the entire game on his shoulders.

Its been two years since Brock and I got back together. Two full years of making up for all that lost time between us. Sure there have been some hard times for us, with baseball season and me teaching, but we made it work. We never went to bed angry at one another and everyday Brock made sure to let me know he loved me.

We've literally been on cloud nine since the day we got back together. For me it was like everything finally fell into place. After my mom passed I thought I would forever be alone and had to do everything myself, but when Brock came back into the picture he taught me I didn't have to do it all alone.

At first it was hard adjusting to having someone always be there. Someone who I can complain to, who would clean the house, and who would take some of the weight off my shoulders. It took a bit to get over the fact that Brock wanted to help out.

True to Brock's word we worked around both of our schedules. It helped a lot that baseball season was during most of the summer so I didn't have to teach and could come to his games. When he did have games away and I had to work, we called and face timed multiple times a day. It could be hard with him gone but we made do.

And right now all of that was for this moment right here. The Dodgers, Brock's team, and the Houston Astros, were in the final game of The World Series. Yes the World Series. All the tears, the frustration, the hurt shoulder and rehab, was leading up to this moment.

This whole season The Dodgers have done incredible. They were one win ahead of the Astros and if we win this game we win the whole series. So this was the biggest game of Brock's career.

Brock may seem like he is calm and collected but I know for a fact he isn't. Last night he kept pacing through the whole house, he kept staring off into the distance like he was playing the entire game out in his head. And this morning he made sure he had his lucky socks on, his lucky underwear, and basically anything else he wore when he won the games.

I had tried to talk to him and calm him down but he just told me he was fine. I knew better than to push it so I let him be. This was everything he has worked towards and has dreamed of since he was little. There was no way I was going to ruin any of that for him.

Before he left this morning he kissed me so long and hard that my head spun from the intensity of it. I kissed him back just as hard putting everything I felt into that kiss. I wanted him to know that I was proud of him and whatever the outcome he was still the most amazing baseball player and boyfriend anyone could have.

So here we are at the bottom of the Ninth Inning with two batters up, and two bases loaded. Being at home helped with all the fans yelling and cheering for the home team. Because I was Brock's girlfriend he somehow managed to get me, Annie, Brad, and Lucas front row seats to all the games. On the other side of Lucas was Brock's parents as well.

You can bet your ass I have been to every single game and have cheered him on. After the first two games I almost lost my voice with how much I yelled.

We were seated a few feet to the left of the dugout but I couldn't see inside even though I was dying to catch a glimpse of my boyfriend. I knew he was probably freaking out right now and I wish I could be of some help. I would probably make it worse with how nervous I was. It felt like my heart was going to burst out of my chest right now.

"Here we go." Lucas whispered as the batter got into position. My stomach instantly went up to my throat and I felt like I was going to throw up.

I waited with bated breath as the pitcher threw the first ball. With each strike and ball I felt my heartbeat get faster and faster. Right when I thought the batter would get all strikes, the final ball went soaring towards the outfield.

The scream that left my throat made Annie jump next to me. I jumped up and down yelling as the batter made it to first base before the ball was caught. Now all bases were loaded. A second later the announcer spoke.

"Up next is...Brock Spencer!" My screams were even louder as I watched the love of my life walked up to bat. Annie gripped my arm tightly as we watched him. He looked so calm and ready.

Before he went up to the base he turned and looked right at me. The hottest guy in this entire stadium found me in a crowd of thousands and made me feel like I was the only one there. I felt like my heart was going to burst with how much love I had for the man staring at me.

I sent him a huge smile and lifted my hands up and signed 'I Love You' in sign language. Ever since I could remember this was our thing. Every time he got up to bat he would look at me and I'd sign it to him.

The smile Brock sent me back made my heart melt. Just that little interaction calmed my nerves a little bit; I still felt like I was going to pass out any second. As he got ready to bat I grabbed Annie's hand and Lucas's in my other one. Both of them groaned from the tight grip I had on them.

The screams around me seemed to dim as I stared at Brock. Everything else faded and time seemed to stand still as the pitcher cocked his arm back. Silently I prayed for them to win. When the first ball became a strike I flinched, squeezing Annie's and Lucas's hands tighter. The next was a ball.

The air in the stadium seemed to tense as the next pitch happened and became a strike. If the next one was a strike we would go to another game. Taking a deep breath I tried to calm myself as the pitcher got ready once more. I prayed one last time as Brock got into position.

As the ball left the pitchers hand it felt like the entire stadium went silent, everyone waiting to see what would happen. In slow motion Brock swung, his bat hitting the ball and it soar towards the outfield. My grip turned deadly as I watched the ball fly over the wall and out of the stadium. HOME RUN!

Suddenly the sound of everyone yelling hit me. Next to me Annie was screaming bloody murder, Lucas as yelling and clapping his hands. All I could do was watch as Brock ran to first base, second, third, and finally home.

We won. We fucking won.

I was in a daze as the entire team ran out onto the field. I just stood there watching.

"Haley! Haley!" I heard my name being called but my gaze was stuck on the field. "Haley." This time I was shook hard and I was brought back.

"Huh."

"GO! Go to your man!" Annie yelled over the screaming. It took a second for it to sink in and as soon as it did I yanked myself out of her hold.

I found myself shoving past people to get to the gate that lead to the field. I didn't even care that I shoved people but I doubt they even noticed. When I reached the gate the security guard looked ready to stop me but when I looked at his face he instantly opened it and let me in. Perks of having the MVP as my boyfriend.

My legs wouldn't move fast enough as I ran down the steps and stepped onto the field. It was chaos on the field. Guys were yelling and jumping around. I headed towards home plate hoping that is where Brock was still at.

Getting closer to the cluster of guys I started yelling out for Brock.

"Brock!" It may not have been the best idea to come down here right now. "Brock!" After my third yell the guys around me finally noticed I was there.

"Haley!" A few yelled back. I sent them wide smiles but didn't stop wanting to get to Brock as soon as I could.

"Make way for the lady!" The familiar voice of the catcher, Mark, yelled beside me. I sent him a grateful smile as everyone slowly started parting to make way for me.

It was like once Mark said I was there all the guys got quiet and moved off to the sides. I watched in confusion as all the chaos stopped.

"What's going on." I started to say but stopped when I noticed the entire team had made a path that lead right to Brock.

Brock stood on top of the pitchers mound wearing the most ear splitting grin I've ever seen. He looked so damn good in his baseball uniform.

Still confused at what was happening I made my way towards him, my feet slowing down the closer I got. As soon as I was right in front of him, the entire ball park went silent. My eyes went wide as it happened, wondering what the hell was going on.

"Haley Gardner you are the most incredible woman I have ever met." Brock spoke staring right at me. "You are everything to me and without you I wouldn't be standing here right now having just won the World Series." I suddenly understood what was happening. Almost instantly my eyes starting filling up with tears and my hands came up to my mouth.

"You are and always have been the love of my life. I screwed up all those years ago by letting you go and I damn well am not doing it again. I want to be by your side for the rest of our lives. So...." Slowly he dropped down onto one night and held out a ring box.

How the hell he got that when he just literally hit the ball I have no clue. I stared down at Brock and saw such love in his blue eyes. His brown hair was all sweaty and sticking up everywhere from his helmet but he never looked better in my eyes.

This man was literally proposing to me like he hadn't just won the World Series moment ago. And he looked at me like we were the only two people in this world.

"Haley Gardner will you marry me?"

Tears ran down my face as I looked down at the huge diamond ring Brock held out for me. The man I have loved since I was 15 years old was finally proposing to me. Even after everything we have been through he is here right now and there was no other place I wanted him to be.

"Yes!" I sobbed. Brock grabbed my hand and slide the ring on my left ring finger. He barely put it on when I launched myself at him and slammed my lips against his. Around us everyone cheered and I briefly heard the announcer say something but I was lost in Brock.

Pulling away I placed my hands on his cheeks and smiled into his blue eyes.

"I will marry you a million times if I could Brock Spencer." 

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3 Years Later...(Haley is 28, Brock is 29)

"They are beautiful."

"They really are."

Staring down at the two bundles laying in their crib I felt my heart swell even more. I thought I couldn't love them more than when I first saw them but each day my love grows.

"I can't wait to start playing baseball with them." I looked away from my beautiful babies and stared at Brock.

"You serious? They are only three months old, you have a long time to wait. And what if they don't want to play baseball?"

"Its okay if they don't want to play but I do hope one does." I smiled at my husband. I didn't blame him for wanting a son to play baseball with. It has been his dream since we found out I was having twin boys.

Yep twin boys, Logan and Nolan Spencer. The moment we found out we were having boys Brock went on and on about teaching them to play baseball and how he couldn't wait for them to follow in his footsteps. He was already planning on them being professional baseball players and going to the World Series. The twins were literally only three months old. They couldn't even lift their heads let alone hit a baseball.

"Sorry babe you have a while to go." I felt his arms wrap around my middle and his chin rested on my shoulder. I sighed leaning back in his hold.

"I can't believe we made that." Brock looked down at the two babies sleeping soundly. "We make a great team." I laughed quietly not wanting to wake them up.

"I guess we do don't we?" When I felt Brock kiss the side of my neck I smiled and closed my eyes.

Who knew that five years ago the love of my life would come back into my life and today we are married with twin boys. It was almost surreal thinking about it. I am just glad Brock hurt his shoulder and came back to Townsend five years ago, because if he hadn't we wouldn't be here right now. And to be honest I wasn't sure where I would be without him by my side.

"Come, lets let them sleep." He whispered against my shoulder. I nodded eagerly and lead him lead me out of their room, but not before glancing back at the crib one last time. Moments of them being asleep were far in between and every chance we got to be by yourself we made it count. And by 'made it count' I meant us laying on the couch trying hard not to fall asleep.

Having a baby was hectic, then add in one more the same age. If one was awake so was the other, if one didn't like what they had the other suddenly didn't like theirs either. Even if one was awake and we somehow managed to put him to sleep, seconds later the other would cry. It was non-stop. I was just praying that it got better soon because I was running on no sleep and I'm pretty sure Brock was too.

Brock was an amazing dad though. Every time one cried in the middle of the night he would offer to change their diaper. He never complained about changing a diaper, something that just made me love him even more. The boys may only be three months old but I knew Brock was going to be the best dad to them when they get older.

The two of us collapsed on the couch, me leaning against Brock and him laying his head back. Both of our eyes were threatening to close even though it was only 7:30 at night. We sat there mindlessly watching the tv that was playing cartoons. I had no clue what it was on my mind already shutting off.

Laying like this with Brock was something I cherished. Any minute now one of the boys will start crying and we would be up again. I couldn't be more grateful that it wasn't baseball season because I wasn't sure I could do this all on my own when Brock goes back to playing. Thank god we had another four months before the season started once more; by then we should be good.

"Are you thinking what I am thinking?" Brock suddenly asked. Tilting my head back I looked up at him.

"Yeah? Do we have time?" Brock was quiet for a moment before he smiled.

"I think so." We both looked at one another before we quickly stood up and practically ran upstairs towards our bedroom. When we reached our bedroom we wasted no time I heading for the bed.

With another look at the other we fell onto the bed. The moment my back hit the soft bed I let out a loud sigh, my eyes already shutting. Turning my head I smiled at Brock, my eyes slowly but surely closing. By the looks of it Brock was seconds away from passing out as well.

"Love you."

"Love you too." 

The words barely left our mouths before the two of us passed out. 

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