Hey everyone! (: I wrote this during math class today when I decided to not pay attention once again and thought "hey instead of planning stories I'm gonna write..I should start writing, duh!". Lol so here you go, I'm actually currently working on ch2 (this is the prologue) so yeah, I'll have more up soon. For the baby, I tried to combine some baby names that were suggested for the other story. :) you'll see. And also I was wondering if you liked that contest-ish sort of thing I did? I was thinking about doing a voting one next. If you wanted to of course. ^_^ I was thinking you could vote on one of these names for me: Taylor, Arianna, Brooke, or Lea. Tell me which you like the most! Thanks, you're the best and I hope you like my new story! I do(;

"Please Nat?" he pleaded. "We have to find out eventually; we need to decorate the room!"

"Oh, can't we be surprised? Please?" Natara begged her husband. "We can buy neutral-colored decorations for the room."

Oscar sighed. He would never win. "Fine. I'll go out and pick up some things to start decorating. White and yellow?" She nodded happily. "Call if you need me."

Not five minutes later, Natara picked up her vibrating phone. She smiled when she saw the familiar number: her best friend and work partner, Mal.

"Hey, Mal," she answered casually. "What's up?"

"Natara!" came his frantic voice over sirens blaring. "Natara, I'm coming to get you. Don't panic, but Oscar's been shot."

She felt her phone slip from her hand and land with a dull thud on the carpet.

She heard Mal's voice trying toget her to answer, worried about her.

She felt a kick against her eight month pregnant belly that her hand was resting against, but none of it registered.

She was already running out the door.

Luckily, she didn't get too far before Mal grabbed her.

"I knew you'd panic so I didn't call until I was close," he explained. "Now c'mon, he's at the hospital. We gotta hurry!"

But Oscar wasn't at the hospital. Maybe his body was there, but he himself wasn't present. He never would be anywhere on the earth again.

He had been shot directly in the heart.