Prolouge

Lavagirl paced up and down on the beach. Sharkboy would be there any second, and she was simply a nervous wreck! She bit her lip, something she tended to to whenever she felt nervous or guilty.

She had no idea what exactly she was going to do or say, but it had to be said. She fidgeted with her fingers, unable to keep still. She had been feeling rather cold, too, believe it or not, and the lava in her clothes had been permanently dark purple.

She streched uncomfortably, standing still for a second to take a deep breath and try to calm herself down. It would be easy, just blurt it out. Or randomly say it in the middle of a sentance.

It couldn't be that hard to tell a tempramental, overprotective, strict great-white-shark-hybrid that their lives had just taken a toll for the worst. Oh whoopy.

Her mind went blank as a silver fin appeared through the surface of the water, and she felt the nerves acting up like crazy. She felt like she was going to be sick.

Sharkboy stood up from the waves and walked up to her. She felt unable not to relax a bit at the sight of his kind, dark eyes. He would never hurt her, and maybe he won't be mad at her.

She knew he loved her, that was the only thing she was certain of at the moment. She automatically threw her arms around him, feeling him immediately return the embrace.

"Hey," he wispered to her. "What's wrong?" It was cool that he knew exactly when something's wrong with her, wether it's obvious or not, and how to make her feel better.

But, for some reason, his words only caused tears to run down her cheeks. Damn crazy hormones! She tightened her grip around his waist and buried her face into his chest. His arms held her close to him as he wispered soothing words to her.

It took her a while to calm down, and all the while Sharkboy only held her and patiently waited for her. After her tears had stopped, she pulled away enough to look at him. He smiled at her, reassuring and kind.

He just had a way with her, he was the only one who knew her as well as he did. But could she tell him? Could she truly risk everything they had with a few simple words?

"Lava, c'mon, what's the matter? I promise you can tell me." Her hands formed fists against his chest and she bit her lip again, not shure wether she should tell him. How would he react? Would he be mad? He pulled her back into his arms and she felt him kissing her on the cheek.

"Look," he sighed. "I don't know what's wrong, and I don't want to force you to tell me, if you don't want to. But...just know that I'm gonna be there for you, okay? No matter what."

She felt the tears burning again, and she squished her face against his chest. She mumbled something, but between all the tears and sobs and her face being against his chest, he probably couldn't hear a word she was saying.

He put a finger under her chin and gently lifted her face to look at him. Her dark doe eyes were begging like that of a kicked puppy, her lips pouting, tears streaming down her face. He smiled softly at her, making her feel a little bit better.

"I..." She sniffed, trying to pull herself together. She took a deep breath, and repeated: "I'm pregnant."

AN: Bat: BOOOOM! Well, everyone probably knew what was wrong with her, anyway.

Lavagirl: *about to strangle Bat*

Bat: Hehehe...*lowers down in chair* Aaaaanyway...just wanna let you guys know, my wifi is gonna be down for a few months, so new chapters to this story are gonna take a while. So, so sorry about that, I hate having to put a story on hold, but I will try my best to add chapters wherever I can find internet on a computer.

Sharkboy: Thanks a lot for reading, guys, every review means so much to Bat!

Bat: Btw...over 400 views on Crazy Love! Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed to it! Love you guys!

!Watcha!