I think it's time I allow you all to see this. Enjoy, for this may be one of the longest stories I've ever written in the history of forever...

Why had they gone so far? Of all things. Couldn't they have just left it at watching a movie and then going to sleep? Amelia couldn't help but wonder why they had done this.

What would her family say? Trey would probably put himself in a coma from the utter shock of it all. Better question, what would Durbe say? Amelia was horrified by how everyone would react. The thoughts that kept crossing her mind were awful. Ones like everyone would leave her, and nobody would want to be around her.

"This can't be happening. It just can't be happening." Amelia muttered to herself.

It had been two weeks now since that had occurred. Amelia hadn't had the courage to tell Durbe when he'd come back the following week, so she'd asked him if he could come back the next one over. Now, it was Friday. Amelia was expecting him to just appear out of nowhere like he usually did. The pinkette had chosen a perfect time. Her family had at the moment all gone shopping. Amelia just used the old excuse of not feeling well so she didn't have to come with them.

But it was more like the truth than she first gave it credit for. Her stomach was killing her, with an intense pain in her abdomen that was gnawing at her. Amelia glanced up at the clock. 5:33. Where the heck was Durbe?

A flash of light suddenly appeared in front of Amelia. She smiled, thankful when she found out it was Durbe. He walked over to her and yelped when she grabbed him, dragging him to the sofa and jumping down. The gray-haired stared at her with innocent eyes of confusion.

"We need to talk," Amelia said, staring right at Durbe. He blinked, then nodded.

"What about?"

"Do you remember what we did two weeks ago?"

"How could I forget?"

"Well, there really isn't a way. But that's not my point. Something happened."

"What do you mean?"

Amelia leaned in a little closer to Durbe. She blinked, then stared right into his smokey-gray eyes to make sure he was paying 100% attention. Slowly, she inhaled deeply, then let it out.

Well, she tried to anyway. The words caught in her throat, chocking her until she could choke no more. Durbe raised an eyebrow and stared at Amelia with a very concerned look.

"Amelia? What's so important?"

"I-I...I dunno how to say it..."

"Then just blurt it or something."

"Doesn't always work."

"Amelia." Durbe forced the pink-haired girl to look up at him from where they sat, then stared into her emerald eyes. "You and I have died together. We've endured one another's pain like the world would end if we didn't. I'm pretty sure I could handle whatever it is you're going to throw at me."

Amelia stiffened. "I know you could take it...but it's hard to say, even if I blurt it."

"I see. Well then take your time. I'm honestly in no rush."

"Okay. Thank you." Amelia smiled and turned the TV on, then started watching intently. She hoped maybe her mind could be taken off of this mess for a little while, which would give her the time to work up the nerve to just tell Durbe what was going on.

Silence swayed over the area. Awkward silence, to be exact. So awkward, it made Amelia start to feel a little sick. She nuzzled up closer against Durbe's side, then turned all the way around and buried her face in the crick of his neck. Durbe blushed and held her close, then watched as the pinkette sat up. They made direct eye contact, and didn't take their gazes off one another.

And at last, Amelia had the courage to finally say what had been chewing on her mind the whole entire time.

"I'm pregnant."