A/N: Before most of the chapters, there will be a little intro. It'll either be a flash forward or backward, foreshadowing, or just something to get the chapter started. Hopefully it doesn't get too confusing and you'll eventually be able to tell what each particular intro is there for.

As I was laying awake in my bed, the person I love beside me, my hand softly rubbing my stomach which was carrying our unborn child, I couldn't help but think how my life could've turned out so wonderful. I always imagined myself growing old alone, with no children, and no one around who loved me, all a result of all the mistakes and people I've hurt in the past.

I was living my dream as an actress, all be it stage acting, but acting none the less. The work was staggered, but I was willing to deal with it to get where I wanted. I could see it now, a smiling graceful me holding an Oscar.

All of my thoughts were hurled out the window when a stroke of panic filled my body. I clenched my stomach. It took all of my strength not to scream right there, the pain engulfing me. I slowly sat up, still clenching my painful stomach. I quietly crept out of bed. As I was about to turn into the bathroom, my heart stopped.

Blood. So much blood. All where I had been laying. I couldn't stifle the scream that arose in my throat. I crumbled to the floor desperately grabbing at my stomach. I screamed and cried, both because of the physical pain and the pain that filled my heart, as I knew the only explanation for it all. It could only go downhill from here. When would it all end?

"I will never love you. What you did to me…what you did to us, is unforgivable." I said, tears in my eyes as I pushed him away.

"Please…don't say that." He said, the same tears in his eyes too. "I can't undo it, but I can make up for it. If only you would let me. I'm not the same person I was…I've changed."

"I'm sorry. I can't." I said quietly, storming off to stage right, leaving him to crumble to the floor behind me.

The curtain fell. I wiped the tears off my face, ready to face curtain call. Everyone took their bows, with Max and myself taking ours last. I smiled and whispered "thank you" as the audience stood up in applause. Hand in hand, Max and I bowed for the last time and left the stage.

As we left the stage, Max put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me close. "I can't believe it's almost over. I don't know what I'll do without seeing your gorgeous face every night."

I laughed. "I'm sure you'll manage."

"What do you have planned tonight, Manny?" He asked, walking towards his dressing room.

I was about to walk into mine when I stopped to look at him. "Well…I plan on telling him tonight."

Max opened his mouth in mock shock.

I rolled my eyes. "The time is better now. He finally made up his mind that he's not going back to the army, so it's just…the right time to tell him."

"Well, it's about time if you ask me. If my wife didn't tell me as soon as she found out…" He let the sentence trail.

I shook my head and walked into the dressing room. I sighed and sank into the arm chair that was scrammed into the tiny room. I couldn't wait to get out of small theater and to L.A.

I changed out of my costume and into a loose flower print dress. I splashed water on my face, fixed up my make up, and put my hair up in a loose pony tail. I took a deep breath and prepared myself for a life changing night. I made my way to the front of the theater. Most of the crowd was gone, so I was grateful I wasn't recognized.

I saw him sitting on a bench, by himself. I smiled and walked up to him. "Hello, Sean Cameron."

He looked up to see me. His eyes brightened as he returned my smile. "Manny Santos."

He stood up to embrace me. He kissed my forehead, my cheeks, and finally my lips. I threw my arms around his neck.

"You ready to get out of here?" He asked.

I saw Max as he was walking out wink at me. I giggled to myself. "I've never been more ready."

All the way home, I kept thinking how I would break the news to him. I couldn't help wondering how he would take it. Would he be thrilled? Upset? Excited? Angry?

I grew more and more nervous the closer we got to our apartment.

As we were sitting on the couch, cuddled in each others arms, I finally plucked up the courage to tell him.

"Sean?" I called.

"Yeah?"

I took a deep breath and leaned back out of his arms so I could look at him, face on. "Something has…happened."

Panic washed over his face. "What?" He asked cautiously.

"It's not bad, I promise…" I said, reassuring him. "I just don't know how you'll take it."

"Tell me."

I took one last deep breath. "I'm pregnant."

I sat, waiting, anxious for his reaction. He sat there for a moment, contemplating what I had just said. Finally, a smile broke over his face. He didn't say anything as he pulled me close to him.

I sighed with relief. Maybe my life would end up working out after all.