I was reading a book on the couch just like any other Saturday afternoon when there was a knock at the door. It was unusual for someone to knock at our door, but I got up to check it out anyways. I opened the door and looked out. I saw no one and no car anywhere in sight. I was about to shut the door when I heard a faint whimper. I looked down and saw the first sight of my daughter.

I didn't know it at the time and my face was in complete confusion I was sure. In a old cardboard box was a little baby wrapped tight in a blanket. She was looking up at me with big anxious green eyes and a small petite face.

I checked one last time to see if there was any sign of a person who was at the wrong house or playing a weird joke on me, but I saw absolutely no one. I was completely stunned and didn't know what to do with the baby.

"Hey kid." Two-Bit greeted from the gate leading into our house. I didn't even notice him walking up before.

"Got a package?" He asked as he opened the gate and approached.

I didn't say anything because I didn't know what to say. He waltzed up the stairs and onto the porch with me and the mysterious baby.

"Woah, what's with the child in a box?" He asked, a hint of confusion through his normally joking voice.

"I... I don't know. Someone rang the doorbell and this baby was here." I replied, still shocked.

"Well, what should we do?" He asked then becoming more mature suddenly.

"Well let's take the box inside and see." I replied.

He nodded and pushed past me and the baby towards inside, leaving me to grab the box. I gently leaned down and grabbed the box and made sure the baby wouldn't slide around. The entire time the big green eyes followed my every move.

Two-Bit was already on the couch waiting. I sat down next to him and gently put the box on the floor in front of us.

"Well..?" He asked.

"Well what?" I replied.

"Pick her up." He stated.

"How do you know it's a her?" I asked, glancing back at the baby.

"I can tell by the face, now pick her up." He said again.

"Why me? You pick her up. You have a little sister after all." I said.

"No way. Your house, so you pick it up." He said back.

I sighed. We were acting so childish about this.

Hesitantly I reached down and wrapped my hands around the baby's blanket, scooping her into my arms. I awkwardly held her like I assumed you should.

"Look." Two-Bit pointed.

I followed his hand and noticed a letter was under the baby.

"Take this." I said to Two-Bit and forced the baby into his hands.

I reached into the box and picked up the note. It was addressed to me.

Dear Ponyboy Curtis,

This is Bailee. She was born on May 14, 1966. She is five months old and loves to cuddle. I hope you find a great home for Bailee, she is your daughter after all.

My mind went racing at that last sentence. This baby girl was my daughter? It couldn't be. Well, it could have, but I wanted to believe it wasn't. I swallowed and continued.

You have full custody over Bailee now and I hope you can give her the home she deserves that I can't.

Sincerely, Bailee's mom.

P.S. Take good care of our daughter, Bailee Rachel Curtis.

I didn't know what to do or think. I had a daughter and she was in my custody now and I had no idea who the mother was. I didn't just have a daughter now, I had a daughter five months ago! I couldn't believe it. What have I done? What have I done? What have I done?

"What's it say?" Two-Bit pulled me out of my thoughts. I completely forgot he was there.

"Two-Bit.." I choked.

"Ya?" He asked.

"This is my daughter." I choked over he words.

His face was drained of all humor and jokes for once and replaced with absolute shock.

"Your... Child?" He asked and looked down at the girl in his arms.

I peeked into the box and noticed a little picture. I picked it up and inspected it. On the back it said, "Bailee's first picture at one day old." She looked so young and I was actually a bit sad I missed it, but more worried about what I had gotten myself into.

"Where have you been going Pony?" He asked suddenly realizing what that meant.

"Um, I've been places." I barely whispered.

"You really messed this up huh kid." He said simply but it stung.

I weakly nodded and looked at Bailee.

"What's her name?" He asked.

"Bailee." I replied and gave him the paper.

He took it with two fingers and shifted the baby back into my hands. When she touched into my arms I felt her warmth radiate off my bare arms and smiled in spite of the mess I was in. This was my child. This living, breathing creature was my kid that I created. She had green eyes that were definitely mine and small wisps of reddish hair. Her nose was a tiny little button and her skin was pale and light.

"When are you gonna break the news?" Two-Bit then asked me.

I gulped, "I guess when they come home, I can't exactly hide this one." I explained.

"Man, Ponyboy Curtis having a kid at just barely sixteen. Who ever would have guessed?" He stated.

"Not me." I sighed.

"Not me."

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So this is a little... Out there.

Hope you still like it though! About my last story 'Twin Troubles' there have been questions about a follow up story with Mary and I might consider if I get enough requests for it.

Please R&R.