A/N: Well, here's a nice little short story. It'll probably be about 4-5 chapters in length. I guess I should state my goal with this story real quick. My goal is to hurt each and every one of you readers by the very end. You know, in an emotional kind of way. Anyways, I do hope you all enjoy this work!

Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY or any characters that exist therein. I find the need for a disclaimer for any story on FF unnecessary, as it is literally called fanfiction. Yet, I will continue to put them in my stories, not because I find it necessary, but because I want to. This is, of course, due to reasons that I do own.

She was going to do it. She, Summer Rose, was definitely going to do it. Tonight was the night Summer would finally do it. She was finally going to tell him.

Using the word, 'finally', makes it sound like she had known for awhile, but she actually found out about it not too long ago herself. She had only known for about a week or two. Still, she didn't tell him about it. She hid behind the excuse, 'It's not the right time', but in reality, the real reason was because she was afraid to tell him. She was afraid to tell him because... she wasn't sure how he would take the news. No, that's not true. She did have an idea about how he would take it.

Even if she didn't tell him, it was something he would eventually find out. It was almost impossible not to notice if given a bit more time. Well, in most cases that was true, and she was quite likely one of those "most cases". She would have to tell him eventually, the alternative was he figured it out on his own, and if that happened, he would be quite upset at her for keeping it from him. Besides, he had a right to know. It would be wrong if she kept it from him. She had to reveal it tonight.

She was walking down the hall, on her way back to their apartment. Within the city of Vale, the two of them lived inside one of those small, cute apartments. They didn't mind that it was small, it was after all, just the two of them. And it was a rather cozy home.

The layout was as follows; as soon as you opened the door and walked in, you would be in the small square kitchen. There was no wall separating the kitchen from the living room straight ahead. Of course, since the kitchen was a square room, and the living room was a rectangular one, there was still a corner to turn once you entered the living area.

Now, turning that corner immediately after entering, you would see a narrow hall straight ahead. In the middle of that hall, you would find to your left, a door leading to the decent sized bathroom. At the end of the hall, you would find another door, this one leading to their bedroom.

And that was the layout of their small apartment. There was of course, a closet located in their bedroom, just in case you were wondering.

But where the apartment really shined was the beautiful view. The back wall was more window than it was wall. If you stood right in front of it, from about the hip down it was a wall, everything above that was window. It gave them a beautiful view overlooking the city. And at night, when all the lights down there were ignited, she thought the view was magical. There were curtains to allow privacy when desired, although, with how high up they were, it was pretty much impossible to see into their room unless you were trying to. Which, there were undoubtedly some people like that out there.

Now, concerning the furniture they owned, they didn't own much as they hardly ever entertained any guests. As such, they had one three person sofa, its back to the left side wall. Said sofa wasn't pushed against the wall, but rather sat a few feet off center of the living area. They also had two chairs that sat with their back to the window wall. Likewise, these two chairs rested a few feet off center of the living area. These two chairs were set side by side with a small round table sitting between them. On said table, was a small lamp. In the center of the living area, was a small coffee table. And on the right side wall, directly to the left of the narrow hall, a television set was mounted. Even though they owned one, they hardly ever watched anything.

In the kitchen were two chairs and a small round table. Just enough room for the two of them to sit at. There was also a stove/oven, a refrigerator, and a sink, as well as some cabinets and drawers for storage of plates and silverware. These all rested along the right side wall.

And that was their home.

She stood at the door right outside their small apartment, preparing herself for what was to come. He was most likely already in there, as she had told him she had something very important to discuss with him.

She took in a deep breath, held it for moment, then let it out. She grabbed the door knob, twisted it, and pushed the door open.

She saw him sitting on one of the chairs in the kitchen. As soon as he heard the door open, he raised his head to look at her, her returning his stare. They both stayed frozen for a moment, holding each others gaze. As soon as everything registered, he stood up and quickly moved over to her.

"Are you alright? Did something happen?"

His crimson eyes stared into her silver ones, and she could see the concern in them. He was genuinely worried about her well being. In that moment, she almost thought about backing out. But she couldn't. She had to tell him.

"Qrow," She smiled softly, "I'm pregnant."

His face scrunched in confusion at her words.

"You..."

His brain was still registering the information it was given.

"You're..."

And then it finally clicked in his head. His eyes went wide as he started to tremble.

"Wha... y-you... you're... you're pregnant!?"

She was still smiling, hoping if she smiled it would be enough to keep him calm. Hoping that her smile would be enough to keep him...

"Yes," she said with a nod.

"B-but how!?" His tone started to become angry. "W-we were careful! How could this happen!"

"Qrow, it's alright!" She tried to reassure him.

"No!" he shouted, slamming his fist onto the table, "It's not alright!"

"Qrow..." She placed a hand on his shoulder. He gently knocked it off as he turned away from her.

He began to pace back and forth, resting his face in his hands. And that was when she lost her smile, realizing it wasn't enough. She looked down, subconsciously bringing her fists over her heart, as if holding them there would lessen the pain it was feeling.

"Qrow..." she whispered.

"Get out," he said calmly, keeping his back to her.

"W-what?"

"I said get out."

"Qrow..." She reached out a hand toward him.

"Get out!" he shouted harshly.

Her eyes went wide, tears threatening to spill out. She turned around, opened the door, and ran out, slamming the door behind her.

She ran out of the building. She ran down the street. She just ran. Running was all she could do.

Time. He just needed some time. That's what she kept telling herself as she ran, praying she was right. But...

She went back to the apartment three hours later. But inside, Qrow was nowhere to be found. Instead, on the kitchen table, there was a letter sealed in an envelope.

She picked the envelope up. On the front was written, Summer. Her heart began to ache again. She knew what this was. She turned the envelope over, ripping it open. She pulled the letter out, unfolded it, and started reading. As she read, the tears she held back finally started to fall.

Summer,

I'm sorry to hurt you like this, but our relationship must now end. You should know just as well as I do that it's far safer for the both of you to be away from me. I only bring misfortune to anyone involved with me, whether they're friend or foe. No matter who they are. Even if it's lover... or family. I was selfish to get involved with you in the first place. I knew it wasn't safe for you, but I did so anyway. For that, I apologize.

It was like a dream, to be able to love you. But all dreams must come to an end at some point. Knowing we were going to have a child, that was what woke me up. I could never forgive myself if anything were to happen to either of you because of me. And so I woke up. I do wish I could still live within this dream for a little while longer, but I cannot. I've been sleeping long enough already.

I'm sorry to do this to you Summer. Please, hate me. That will make it easier for you. Hate me.

~Qrow.

Hate him? How could she possibly hate him?

She loosened her grasp on the letter, allowing it to fall onto the floor.

The world, for her, began to spin. It spun too fast, causing her to fall to her knees in her dizziness. She placed her hands on the ground beneath her to keep her steady. There was a knot in her stomach and a heavy ache in her heart.

"I don't hate you..." she whispered. "I love you."

She fell onto her side, holding her fists against her heart, trying to suppress the pain. But she couldn't.

"How can you expect me to hate you so easily?" she whispered, tears running down her face.

The rest of the night she just lay there on her side. Crying, and crying, and crying, until she fell asleep.

All her dreams that night... were of...

A/N: So? Were you all expecting it to be Qrow? I'm sure a lot of you saw it coming. This actually comes from a thought I had when I was trying to fall asleep. Well, it was actually several thoughts. You see, I believe Qrow had feelings for Summer, I'm sure a lot of people believe the same as well. That popped into my head while I was trying to sleep. Then I thought, I bet people also believe he's Ruby's biological father. I then thought, well, if Qrow did get Summer pregnant, maybe he would push her away because the misfortune thing would probably make her miscarry. Or it could make them both die during childbirth. I don't believe Qrow fathered any child of Summer's, nor do I believe they ever had a relationship. I only think he had feelings for her. But I thought that those thoughts I had would make for a good story. So naturally, I began to write the story in my head till I fell asleep (sometimes I write in my head when I'm trying to fall asleep). When I woke up, I started writing the story for real. And now we end up here.

Again, I don't think anything ever happened between Qrow and Summer in canon. But I do think Qrow had feelings for Summer in canon. I just wrote them having a relationship because I thought it would make a good story. So why did I repeat my thoughts about Qrow and Summer? Well, if they reveal in the show that Qrow had feelings for her, and I say I knew it all along, no one will believe me. But if I make it known before the reveal, all you guys will know that I actually did suspect it!

Anyways, for all of you interested in this story, next chapter goes up next week.