Chasing Your Dreams

Surprises

Jason's pov

I was dancing with Brittany at the reception when I heard Miranda say, "Everybody!" Into a mic. We both look at her. She had her guitar on over her wedding dress. "What's going on?" Britt mumbles. "I'm not sure." "This song goes out to my mom and step mom. I love you both so much." I glance at Britt. She's staring wide eyed at the stage. "Mama, you taught me to do the right things but now you've gotta let your baby fly. You've given me everything that I will need to make it through this crazy thing called life." I grab Brittany's hands and pull her onto the dancefloor, wiping a tear from her eye. "And he is good so good... And he treats your little girl like a real man should. He is good... So good! He makes promises he keeps no he's never gonna leave. So don't you worry about me! Mama there's no way you'll ever lose me. And givin' me away is not goodbye. As you watch me walk down to my future. I hope tears of joy are in your eyes." "They are." Britt whispers. "You're one of the best mothers ever." I whisper, kissing her forehead. "And as I watch my baby grow up, I'll only want what's best for her and I'll hope she'll find the answer to my prayers and that she'll say...." She's ditched the guitar and walked offstage, holding Mo's hand and smiling up at him. "He is good so good. He treats your little girl like a real man should. He is good.... So good! He makes promises he keeps no he's never gonna leave... So mama don't you worry about me! No don't you worry about me." She hugs Mo and I hug Britt. "That was so beautiful."

*later*

I walk upstairs where Miranda was packing for her honeymoon. I knock on the door and lean against the doorframe. She looks up and smiles. "You had your mama in tears with that song." "I've been working on it for months. I'm putting on my debut album." I smile. "That was the song you asked Brian for help with right?" She laughs and nods. "How'd you know about that?" "He told me." She folds another shirt. "I can't believe I'm married." "You alright?" "Yeah it's... It's just.... A shock. I guess. I mean my life has changed drastically so fast. I mean I've only been in Nashville a little over a year. I've already got a fanbase! An album almost ready to come out. I've been on tour with the coolest country singer ever!" I laugh when she says that. "I'm not the coolest. I can say George, Alabama, and BP are a lot cooler onstage than me." "You're crazy! And who's BP?" "Brad Paisley." "Oh I never called him that." I shrug. Mo's truck pulls up. "I'll see ya in a week. And tell Mike I need studio time." She says, hugging me. "I will, baby." She closes her suitcase and runs downstairs, saying goodbye to Britt and the girls and running out the door. I walk downstairs after closing her door. Even though she's moving out, that's still her room. "Daddy, when will she come back?" Kendyl asks, tugging on my shirt. "In about a week princess." "Oh she told me before running out for you to check the desk in your trophy room. Not sure what she meant by that." Britt says, patting Keely's head. Hm. I wonder what. "I'll get started on dinner." She kisses my cheek and takes the girls to the kitchen. I walk into my trophy room seeing a note and a small blue box. I pick the note up first.

Dear dad, you've made my journey to adulthood quite possibly the best it could ever be. I wouldn't be anywhere as far as I am today without you. You're my hero, my best friend, and best of all the best father any girl could ever dream of having. You're a great father and you'll be an even more amazing grandfather. With love your daughter and proud to be Miranda Aldean. I smile thinking about her being my daughter. Maybe not by birth but she's my daughter. My eyes are drawn to that last sentence. I raise an eyebrow confused. You'll be an even more amazing grandfather!!! "What the?!" I see the little box! The note slips from my shaking hand and open the box. I fall into my desk chair, my hands shaking shocked. A positive pregnancy test sits there along with an ultrasound picture! Seeing that tiny baby brings tears to my eyes. I stumble out the door, the tiny picture and test in my hands. "BRITTANY!"