"I will eat you chocolate, because my tummy wants you." Alex scarfed a whole chocolate bar down in mere seconds leaving Mike astonished. She looked up at him and smiled, "The joys of being a pregnant woman."

Mike handed her a napkin and shook his head. "Oh my god! I know right?!" He said, and rubbed his protruding stomach. They both laughed but immediately shut up when Seth came in the room. He was dressed in a long sleeve gray t-shirt and wrinkled jeans that they had brought him that morning

"Sorry honey, it was the only thing I could find on such a short notice." Alex said as she made her way over to him and fixed his hair. He slightly smiled at her and gave her an exaggerated sigh.

"Well I really would've preferred my designer jeans but I guess these will do." He said in a gay voice and hugged her tightly. "Thank you for coming."

"We're always here for you, Seth. We've been your cartoon family for over ten years and we're not bailing out now." She hugged him back and Mike coughed behind them. "Would you two like to get a room? Or are we gonna get this over with?"

They all smiled at eachother and went out to the parking lot.

Before long they were in front of Mila's house and Seth felt his nerves creeping up on him. What would he say? How should he say it? Should he be mean? Well she did kind of deserve it for fucking up his entire life. Seth jumped out of the car without saying a word and headed to the front door. He took a deep breath and knocked three times.

As soon as she opened the door Seth couldn't help but roll his eyes. She was completely dolled up and she looked like a complete slut, but Seth forced his eyes to stay locked to hers. "Hello Mila." He greeted coldly.

"Seth, how are you feeling sweetheart?" She smiled innocently at him and he had to restrain a gag. As soon as she went to hold his hand he nearly exploded with rage.

"I'll be fantastic after all this is over. Mila, I need to talk to you."

"Well, now is kind of a bad time. I was just heading out…"

"Right now!" Seth was on the verge of hysteria. He needed to get this off his chest and move on with his life. He didn't wait for her to respond; just headed towards the dining room and sat down in one of the wooden chairs.

She sat down in the one closest to him and he moved as far away as possible. She sighed quietly and he leaned forward on the table; showing as much authority as possible. "Now, I want you to listen to me. You will not say one word through my whole speech, do you understand."

"Yes." She said with a tone that pissed Seth off even more.

"Excuse me?" Seth replied and raised his eyebrows.

"I said yes, sir." She rolled her eyes and leaned back in the chair.

"God dammit, Mila. You're lucky I'm not firing you right now and telling everyone what you did." She looked up with surprise and Seth took this as his cue to unleash. "Mila, you're disgusting. I honestly hate you so much right now because you've fucked up my life more than I thought possible. You think you can get away with everything just because you're hot, but you can't! At least not with me. I'm your boss and you need to follow my rules otherwise I will give you a bad reputation."

Seth took another breath before continuing. "Here are my rules, and if you dare to disobey them I will…." Seth let out a disgusted sound and shook his head. "There will be serious consequences. Rule number one- you will never, ever, touch me in any way that would be considered sexual or flirtatious. Rule number two- If you ever come between me and Bree again I will rip you to shreds. I don't care if we've been friends for over a decade. She is my first priority now. So get over yourself. Rule number three- You are only aloud at the Family Guy studios only for table reads and recordings. Nothing else."

"God, you're sounding like my dad." Mila groaned and leaned her head back.

"Don't interrupt me…please." Seth pinched the bridge of his nose. "Rule number four- You cannot be a bitch to me or Bree or any other co-workers. Fuck, just don't be a bitch. Alright? And lastly, rule number 5-"

"Thank god."

Seth stared at her before he finished his sentence, "If you touch a single hair on Bree's body, I will come after you. That's all." He immediately stood up from his chair and strode out of the room.

"Don't I get a say in any of this?" Mila said as she chased after him.

Seth was already at the door when she finally grabbed his arm and he sternly looked at her. "No touching. And what would you like to say?"

"Well, I would like to say that this is complete bullshit!" She threw her hands up in the air and made a face that made her look like a small child.

"Then don't bother coming to work anymore." Seth opened the door and walked out.

"Fine! I'll play by your stupid rules. And don't worry; I won't hurt your precious little Bree." She gave him a glare before slamming the door; leaving Seth smirking.

"Miss Avery?" Bree looked up from her note cards to see a man in a fitted suit staring at her. He had thin glasses that were perched on his pointy nose. He had graying hair they was thinning at the top. "We're ready for you."

Bree got up and headed toward the conference room. She had finally gotten a job offer at Summit productions for being a soundtrack advisor. They'd seen her work on her internet page and they apparently really liked her.

She entered a room that smelled of cigars and perfume only to be met by three younger gentlemen and a lady in her mid-fifties. She had black hair that was pulled back into a tight bun that was secured at the nape of her neck. "Hello Miss Bree. I'm Kathy Johnson."

"Hi Kathy. It's so amazing that you liked my work. I promise I'll do my best and…Sorry." Bree blushed and looked down at her shoes. Kathy laughed and motioned for Bree to sit down next to her.

"Well you don't exactly have the job yet. We have to see how you do in the work force. But I must say, you have a very wide range of musical tastes; and that's exactly what we've been looking for." She smiled at the gentlemen to the right of her and they all mumbled in agreement.

Bree had to stifle a giggle before looking back up at Kathy. "Now we do have a small problem with our production company though. And I hope you'll hear me through on this before making any snap decisions." She cleared her throat, "Summit productions is becoming widely popular and we need a bigger space to work in. We've found many places around this area but none of them have seemed perfect. So we expanded our range and we found the perfect building…"

"Where is it?" Bree barely whispered.

"New York City. Now I know this will be a big change for you. You're fresh out of college and you haven't experienced much yet, but that's why I think New York will be good for you. You'll bring fresh life to the city. Now here are the advantages that we're giving you. You'll be getting a two bedroom apartment, with a kitchen, living room, and all the necessities. We'll also be paying it for you for the first year of your contract. If you don't like it then you can move back here and there will be no issues. Here's the catch, you're salary won't be that nice when you first begin. We usually start off with $50'000 a year but since you have zero experience in this field you will be getting paid only half of that." She looked up with a sympathetic look.

Bree wasn't sad at all about that news. She was still stuck on the fact that she'd be moving to New York City! "Oh my god! Are you kidding me? I'll take it! When do you want me for my first day?"

Kathy looked at the three men again before answering. "Well, we were kind of hoping you could have all of your things packed by tonight."

"Tonight?" Bree thought about everything in her apartment and how she still needed to tell Conan about this. She shook her head, "I'll try my very best."

Kathy smiled again, "Well then welcome aboard."

Seth looked out his office window and frowned; it was starting to rain. This made his hopes shrink a little, as rain usually meant bad news. He looked over at the flowers on his desk- daffodils. They were Bree's absolute favorite and he had been planning on seeing her today.

He walked out the door to find Alex and he saw her resting on one of the couches outside his office. "Alex, this isn't going to work."

Her eyes immediately snapped open and she sighed. "Why are you freaking out about this so much? We've gone over everything- you go to her work, give her the flowers, say how much you love her, pop out some kids and Bam! Happily Ever After." She closed her eyes again and Seth groaned.

"But it's raining…" He looked outside again and felt his plan crumbling.

"Fantastic. You'll get her wet even sooner than planned." Alex smirked at him and rolled her way off the couch.

Seth couldn't help the laugh that bubbled out of him "Do you even hear half of the shit you say?" He bent over as another laughter attack ripped through him.

"God, it wasn't even that funny. Stop acting like a hormonal teenage girl." Seth covered his mouth and shook his head. "Sorry, I really haven't laughed in a long time."

Alex immediately walked over to him and hugged him around the waist. "You'll be happy again soon. Trust me."

Seth hugged her back. "What did you mean by 'pop out some kids'?" He leaned back and looked sternly at her.

She slightly shrugged, "Look, I'm not gonna lie to you- dude you're getting fucking old. You need to settle down one of these days and have some babies. I think it's mandatory that someone as talented as you needs to have kids. Now get to work." She pushed him towards the elevator and he chuckled.

"Well my sperm feels special now." Seth rolled his eyes and pressed the button towards the lobby.

Soon enough, Seth was driving down the highway with his windshield wipers going 100 miles an hour. He looked over at the passenger side of his seat at the flowers and thought how useless they'd be. He'd need a whole army to get Bree back by this point.

He looked at the clock on his dashboard and saw it was almost seven o'clock- Bree would be getting off of work soon. He quickly stepped on the accelerator and raced to Conan's studios. Before long, he was pulling into the parking lot and he jumped out of his car.

Seth tried his best to shield himself from the pouring rain only to no avail. He groaned and trudged his way into the building. He quickly shook his wet hair and looked up at the receptionist. "Hi, is Bree Avery here?"

She smiled up at him, "Hello again Mr. MacFarlane. I actually haven't seen Bree all day, sorry." She looked down at her computer again and Seth just stared at her.

"Well is she sick or something?" Seth furrowed his brow in confusion and the receptionist just gave him a simple shake of her head.

"Seth, may I speak to you please?" Seth turned around to see Conan leaning up against the wall behind him. He quickly stood up straight and made his way down the hallway with Seth quickly following behind.

"Do you have any idea where Bree is?" Seth whispered as they past closed office doors. Conan didn't answer him until they got into his dressing room and the door was closed behind them.

Conan spun around to look at him, "I was kind of hoping you could tell me that. And I was also hoping you could tell me what the hell is going on with her." Conan looked down at him and Seth shrunk back.

Seth just shook his head, "What are you talking about?"

"Well, it was to my understanding that you two are an item now…is that correct?" Seth nodded his head. "Then something must have happened between you two, right?" Conan raised his eyebrows and Seth slowly nodded his head again.

"Look Seth, I think you're a very nice guy but Bree is clearly…different. She hasn't been to work for the last couple days, she's constantly moody now, and I just got a call an hour ago that she was quitting. Now would you mind explaining to me everything that happened?"

Seth couldn't help himself- he ended up telling Conan everything. From how he first met Bree, to their first night together, when he told her he loved her, most of what happened with Mila since he still wasn't completely clear on what happened, getting in the accident, losing his memory, and then finally to Bree leaving him.

Conan didn't say anything for a while. He just stood there like a stone with his eyes closed. Seth started to rock back and forth trying to keep the blood flowing through his body. "So what do you think I should do?" Seth whispered and Conan finally opened his eyes.

"I'm trying very hard not to punch you in the face right now, give me a second." Conan took a deep breath and walked around the room. "The only reason I'm giving you a second chance is because every guy screws up once in a while. Now you know what you did was wrong, correct?"

Seth nodded his head vigorously and immediately felt like a little kid talking to a grown up. "Then you need to show her that you were wrong. You need to devote every day into telling her how much you love and care about her. Anything less than that and you'll be screwed." Conan looked down at his feet and swung his arms back and forth.

"Thank you so much. But…one question- why did she quit?"

The next second Seth was out the door and sprinting to his car. He didn't care about the rain, he didn't care about how he looked or any of the stuff he had planned to say. He didn't care about the stupid flowers or how nervous he was just a couple minutes ago. All that mattered right now was getting to Bree in time.

Seth had never felt this much urgency in his life. It was kind of…exciting. And nerve-racking. If anything or anybody jumped in front of his car right now he probably wouldn't even notice. Everything was fading out except for the street names. Seth looked down at his speedometer and realized he was going over a hundred. He slightly let off on the gas pedal but never stopped.

In mere minutes Seth was already parked outside Bree's apartment building. He bounded in the door and ran towards the elevator. The next second he was in and going up to her room. The doors dinged open and he sprinted to her door- roughly knocking on it. He bent over to catch his breath and knocked again- only to no answer.

Seth needed to know if she was in there or not so he took a step back and kicked at the door. He then threw himself up against it multiple times but nothing was happening. He looked down at the door knob and hopelessly turned it. To Seth's surprise, the door opened with ease and he stood there staring like a dumbass. "You've gotta be kidding me."

He looked up in the open space and realized that's just what it was. An open space. Nothing, nothing at all was present in the apartment. No furniture, no appliances, not even a single piece of garbage. He quickly went to her bedroom and found the same situation there. He looked around the place, hoping for something magically to appear when Seth finally realized that she was gone. She was actually gone.

Seth sat down in the middle of the living room and put his head in his hands. "Bree's gone." He whispered. "She's actually gone." And for the millionth time in the last two weeks- he started to cry. Every emotion inside him just bubbled over and he couldn't help it.

Seth lay back on the floor and closed his eyes for a couple minutes. Tears were still running down his face but he didn't care- everything was over. Absolutely everything…

The next moment, Seth was asleep. The stress built up in him and it had completely wiped him out. Something clicked inside his mind though. It was as if his brain was finally being allowed to breathe again and that's when he started seeing memories.

The first memory was the first time he'd seen Bree in her black leather jacket and short white dress. How he felt actually happy the first time they'd kissed in his dressing room. Having to chase her down to her apartment only to end up fully giving himself to her. Learning more and more about her and her insecurities. How her nose scrunched up whenever she was laughing. The way his friends were happy that he found a girl like her. A girl that actually cared about him. Telling Bree he loved her and talking to her on the bridge.

The next memories came to him in such a rush that if he were awake he would've gasped. Seeing Mila that morning after telling Bree he loved her. His heart squeezing with hatred just at the sight of her. Him confusing that for actually love and then kissing her. Kissing her because when he looked at her he saw the girl that he wanted her to be. The girl that was named Bree. Then going to London and falling for her dirty tricks again. As she ripped his clothing off of him; all he felt was confusion and sadness. When he heard Bree scream….

Seth gasped as he woke up. He rubbed his eyes and immediately stood up. "Why the hell did I fall asleep?!" He quickly ran out the door and towards the elevator again. Everything clicked into place and he was relieved and horrified at the same time. But the most important thing was that he knew where Bree was.

Seth made his way out of the apartment building and quickly ran behind it and fell into step on the worn path. He tried to run as fast as he could but the rain made that nearly impossible. If she wasn't here then she was really gone- but Seth didn't allow that thought to stay in his mind for long. He soon saw the different signs that said 'caution' and he let out a sigh of relief.

He started to see the bridge through the sheets of rain and he sprinted even faster. Seth was almost there when he saw a dark figure sitting down on it. "Bree!" He called out, but the figure didn't move. He got about a couple feet away from her and he called out again.

It worried Seth that she wasn't responding so he slid in behind her and grabbed her by the shoulders. Bree jumped and turned around. "Seth?! What are you doing here?!" She pulled out her headphones and stared at him incredulously.

Seth held up a finger and tried to catch his breath. "Bree you can't leave!" He looked her up and down and realized she was wearing a completely black outfit. She had her sweatshirt hood pulled up and she looked so god damn beautiful.

"Give me one reason why I shouldn't." She mumbled and looked down at her hands.

"Bree, I love you. I've never felt this way about anybody before and I just can't lose you right now." Seth looked into her eyes and she shook her head.

"That was pathetic." She started to get up and Seth shook his head.

"Fuck. Wait! Just let me catch my bearings." Seth looked around at the scenery as Bree stood there staring up at him.

Seth sighed and looked back at her. "Bree, every moment I'm with you it feels like…I'm actually somebody. I know that sounds cheesy but it's true. I feel like I actually matter to somebody else, and I've never felt that before. You have no idea how happy you make me. You're constantly on my mind all throughout the day and all I can think of is when I'm going to see you next. And it's been killing me lately that the answer to that has been never. Because I can't not see you Bree. It's like, I'm choking every second I'm not with you and it's almost as if my heart is going to explode."

Seth's eyes never left hers as he said every sentence. He gently took her hands in his and she quietly started to cry. "Bree, it kills me that I hurt you. I never meant to do it. If I could reverse time and just spend every minute with you, I would. Mila means nothing to me. Nothing at all, and she never will mean anything to me. Usually I'm dying to just get to work and finish an episode but…when I'm with you I'm dreading the moment when I have to leave you. My best friends have been with me for the last ten years, but none of them have made as big of an impact on me than you."

Seth slowly started to move toward her and she let out a sob, "If I have to spend the rest of my life making it up to you then so be it. Nothing matters anymore except for you. I don't just want you but I need you. I can't be truly happy without you. Every day I will tell you just how beautiful you are and how much I absolutely love you. I just need to hold you and kiss you and breathe your scent at all times. Please, just give me another shot."

She looked back up at him again and shook her head. "But, my job. That's my dream Seth. I want to move to New York and work with these people."

Seth bent down towards her, "Then I'll follow you to New York. I'll go wherever you go."

Bree touched his face gently and he leaned into her hand, "No. You can't do that. Your job is here, and I will not take you away from that."

"Bree, you'd be taking me away from it even if I didn't follow you. I would never be able to concentrate on my work; I'd be a complete mess. Hell, I've spent more time in the hospital these last couple of weeks than I have in my entire life. Please Bree, just stay with me."

"But what will I do? I have no experience and nobody wants me here." Bree slowly breathed in Seth's cologne and moaned a little from the sensation.

Seth gently grabbed her face, making her look at him. "I want you. I will always want you. Now if you really want a job that badly then why don't you help with the music on Family Guy and American Dad and even the Cleveland show? It's a busy job but I think you can handle our orchestra."

Her eyes immediately lit up but she slowly came back to reality. "Seth…I love you." She looked as if she were about to say something else but she shook her head.

"No, please say whatever you were going to say. I don't want there to be any secrets between us anymore." Seth gently urged you to continue and she swallowed.

She looked up at him and slowly reached for his face once more. She stood up on her tiptoes and leaned in towards him. The only sound was the rain hitting the wooden bridge as she kissed him passionately. "I just wanted to say that, I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you."

Seth smiled at Bree and picked her up, spinning her around in the process. They kissed again and Bree laughed. "So are things back to normal now?" She asked him and he smiled. "No…things are even better now.

The End

Well Guys, it's seems like I've finally found a way to finish this story. :) The first thing I would like to say is that holy shit that ending was cheesy as hell. haha

But, anyways, when I first started this story I thought maybe a couple people would be reading this. I never thought it would get this kind of reaction. Just from all the reviews, to private messages on here, to messages on tumblr. You guys just have no idea how much that means to me. I look back at the beginning chapters and I can't help but cringe at how bad of a writer I was. I mean I wasn't terrible, but I feel like I've definitely gotten better over this...how long as it been? 3 months? even longer? Well, I feel like I've gotten better over whatever time span it was.

Ummm, I still have no idea why you guys like this story so much. I'm not sure if it's just me being tough on myself or what but I kind of wish I was reading this story from your guys's point of view instead of having to type for a whole day. But I've loved every second of it.

So I already have a request on my next story to write. It will be about Seth and his new girlfriend Emilia. So be looking for that within the next couple weeks (I still gotta do research on her so Lieke and Ash just be patient) :) If you guys have any requests on new stories please just tell me. And I'll try my very best to get back to you on them. I kind of have my mind set on a sequel to this story but I don't know when I'll have time to write it or if you guys even wanna read it, so give me some notice on that.

God I feel like I'm giving an awards speech. I gotta wrap this up haha I would like to thank Seth MacFarlane for being so fucking god damn sexy and for being just an all around perfect human being- because well you were the main character in my story so yeah. If Mila Kunis ever comes across this story(which is nearly impossible) I wanna apologize. I'm a huge fan and I just wanted to make it seem like you had one imperfection about you. Other than that, I would totally go lesbian for you. I wanna thank everybody for reading this and just thank you for sticking with me through all the drama and tension and deliciousness. So yeah :) Thank you everybody and as always...Please review. Love you guys!