Disclaimer: I do not own Saving Private Ryan.

AN: Ok so this story just came to me and I was like yeah! I get to write another Saving Private Ryan fic! Hope you enjoy it!

Oh and the first few chapters will be prewar. Want to see what you think of my new character first! And to see what you think of her relationship with her family. Let me know what you all think!

John Miller was once again late for his teaching job at Thomas Alva Edison High School. Once again it was because of his daughter Bethany. But this time it wasn't because she over slept, or because her brother, Billy had put all of her clothes in the shower. No this time it was because she was pregnant. John's little angel was pregnant at the age of seventeen. He couldn't believe it. He had always wanted grandchildren, but not yet. Not by his youngest child. His oldest daughter had just gotten married a few months earlier. Why Couldn't it have been Brandy. As he drove to work he couldn't think of any thing else except his sweet little Bethany. His favorite memories of those seventeen years raced through his head.

"Its a girl." The doctor said to John and his wife. He had a nurse wrap the baby girl in a blanket and hand her to John.

"Hey baby girl." John said looking down at her with so much love, it filled the whole hospital room. That was his baby girl and the whole world was going to know it. He bent down to his wife and kissed her sweaty forehead.

"She's perfect Osil." He said perfectly.

"She'd better be perfect." Osil said moving her black hair out of her face. "I didn't go through fourteen hours of labor for a baby less than perfect."

John kissed the baby lightly. "What are we going to name her?"

Osil smiled up at her husband. "You have the honor. I named our last two."

John looked at the small baby in his arms and smiled again. "Bethany. Bethany Jane."

"Bethany Jane Miller." Osil said with a smile. "Welcome to the world Beth."

"Daddy!" A six year old Bethany called as he picked her up from school. Billy and Brandy weren't far behind her. But to them having their goofy ol dad picking them up from school wasn't cool. "Daddy I drew you a picture!"

"Dad!" Your embarrassing me!" ten year old Bethany demanded. "You don't have to walk me up to the school any more. I'm not five!"

John hadn't even taken a step out of the car before she demanded this. "Ok, ok. Sorry Beth." John said with a sigh. His youngest daughter was growing out of needed her dear old dad. Bethany started to head up to the school then paused. She looked around then raced back to the car. She opened the passenger door, crawled in and gave John a peck on the cheek. "I love you Daddy."

"Love you too, Bethany." John replied as the girl raced back to the school.

"I didn't do it!" Fourteen year old Bethany demanded as the Science teacher drug Bethany into John's room. John had just been explaining Beowulf to his class. He looked up and sighed.

"Come sit Bethany." John said not to happy. Bethany sat in his chair as he went to talk to Mr. Fisher.

"What did she do this time?" John asked.

"Glued her brother's chair. Billy is in the nurses station getting the chair detached." Mr. Fisher said annoyed beyond believe. "I've had it with that girl John! Do something about her or I'll make sure she gets expelled."

"Dont be so hasty Mark." John said trying to keep his cool. "She's just a rambunctious freshman. She'll grow out of it."

Mr. Fisher rolled his eyes. "Your son is fine by the way. Just thought I'd let you know how your other child is."

Mr. Fisher walked away and John walked back into his class to see Bethany standing at the chock board.

"No, I'm telling you all, Grendal is just a misunderstood beast. He was tricked into what he did. And Beowulf is no hero. He's a self confident jerk that had a string of good luck."

"Bethany." John said trying his hardest to look ticked at her. Bethany jumped at her fathers voice.

"Sorry Daddy." Bethany said as she sat back down in his chair. John looked up at his board and smiled. Bethany had written down what she thought her key points in Beowulf for his students to copy. She wasn't too far off. She would be an English teacher for sure.

John looked up from the paper at his seventeen year old daughter. Billy was watching her closely as well. Except Billy looked concerned.

"Bethany?" John said putting his paper down. Bethany looked up at him. Her dark green eyes welled up with tears.

"Daddy. I need to tell you and mom something." Bethany said. Billy took his hand in his and nodded for her to go on. Osil stopped washing dishes and came to sit at the table.

"Daddy, I'm pregnant." Bethany said not taking her eyes off him. John's heart stopped. He couldn't believe what she had just said.

"What!" Osil shouted. "Bethany what were you thinking!"

Bethany ignored her mother and watched John closely. "Daddy?"

"Yeah Bethany. I heard you." John said finally able to take a breath. "What are you and Jonah going to do about this?"

"John!" Osil said in shock. "You know Damn well what they are going to do about this!"

"Osil, let Bethany talk." John said calmly. "This is her mistake. And I want to know what the hell she thinks she'll do about it."

Bethany took a deep breath. "I'm marrying him Daddy. We already picked a date. He had money saved for college and has already bought a small house on the out skirts of town. Next to the train tracks."

"You can't live by the train with a baby." Osil said sadly. She opened her mouth but John interrupted her.

"Then that's what you'll do." John said getting to his feet. He grabbed his things and headed for the door.

"Daddy!" Bethany said rushing up to him and hugging him tightly. "Daddy, I'm scared."

"I know Beth." John said detaching his daughter from him. Without saying another word he walked out the door and headed for work.

When he got home from work that night, he didn't want to discuss the Bethany situation. Every one in town had already heard about it. The Miller's youngest knocked up by the preacher's son. It was all any one asked him about all day. But the moment he walked in the front door, Bethany was going to be the first thing talked about. Sitting on his livingroom couch were Jonah's parents. Bethany and Jonah were sitting on the top stairs listening in on the conversation Osil and Jonah's parents were having. John glanced up at the two kids, to let them know he had seen them, then headed into the livingroom.

"John this is a nightmare!" Rita demanded. "What are you going to do with your daughter!"

"Bethany has told me they want to get married." John replied sitting in the only chair left.

"We won't have it!" Frank demanded. "Our son is only eighteen tears old! I will not have him marrying some floozy!"

John shot the man a look, but Osil quickly grabbed his hand. "Now Frank, Bethany can't do this by herself. Two people made that baby. Two people should take care of it."

Rita snorted. "Our son is going to be a doctor."

"And our Bethany a teacher. What's your point Rita? That your son is too good for our daughter? Because if that's the case I want you the hell out of my house!"

Frank's face turned red. "How dare you talk that way to us! We have done nothing, but treat Bethany like one of our own."

"Then let them get married." John said with a sigh. "Your a preacher. Why marry them right here? They already have a place to live. Marry them today and let them live their lives."

"They are just children John." Rita said sadly.

"They past childhood the moment they made one themselves." John demanded. "Marry them Frank or I'll take them somewhere tonight to get married."

"Fine." Frank said angrily. Bethany and Jonah raced down the stairs along with Billy.

"Dad! You can't be serious!" Billy demanded. John have him a annoyed look. Billy just bowed his head. He knew better than push his father.

"Jonah James Kealer, do you take this woman to be your wife for richer or poorer, for better or for worse." Frank said still red in the face.

"I do."

"Bethany Jane Miller do you take this man to be your husband. For richer or poorer, for better or for worse?" Frank asked.

"I do."

"In the power vested in me, I pronounce you husband and wife." Frank demanded taking his wife's arm in his hand and drug her out. Jonah watched his parents go. His father didn't even say you may kiss the bride.

"We don't even have rings." Jonah said sadly.

Osil held out her hand to him. Confused Jonah took what she had in her hand. He was surprised to see two gold bands.

"They were extra ones Brandy and Greg had gotten encase Matt lost the others." Osil said watching the two teens place the rings around each others left ring finger. Osil hugged her daughter and kissed her forehead. "Congratulations honey."

Osil walked up the stairs and they heard her slam her bedroom door behind her. Bethany walked up to John and kissed his cheek.

"Thank you daddy." Bethany said. John just nodded and followed his widest lead. He wasn't proud of what he had just done, but it was needed to make Bethany happy.

"You spoil her." Osil demanded. "Since the day she was born. What about our other two children John? Do you even know where Brandy and Greg are right now for their honeymoon? Do you even know who Billy's girlfriend is?"

"Of course I do." John lied. He knew it was wrong to favor a child. But Bethany was his little girl. She was always by his side growing up. And Osil was always hard on her. She was a trouble maker, but John understood her better than Osil did. Brandy was the perfect child. Never got into trouble. Billy was the only boy and was a mommy's boy. He did anything Osil asked of him. Bethany had always been the black sheep of the three. And growing up so was he.

"I just hope you had done the right thing John." Osil said with a sigh. "Because if it doesn't, the Kealers are the last people you will have to worry about. Because you'll be sleeping on the couch for a week."

"Only a week?" John teased.

"Don't push me John."