HEY GUYS! It's been a while. So basically I just really miss writing and so I wanted to start a story. This was originally going to be a one shot but now I think I'll make a few chapters for it.

This story takes place at the beginning of December, 2002. Topanga is currently pregnant with Riley. Shawn still lives in New York with them, but he's in the apartment next door. I think that about catches you up.

Alright, ONWARD!

"Cory!"

He sighed and closed his eyes in frustration before standing up from the table and walking over to the couch.

"What is it, peaches?" he asked her, his patience tried.

"I just can't get comfortable," Topanga answered, looking up expectantly.

"Sweetie," he began, trying to remain calm. "As I recall, you have not been able to be comfortable for about a week now, and there's only so many ways we can rearrange pillows."

"Yeah, but can you rearrange them again, please? Otherwise I might need to around, and-"

"Okay!" Cory said, hurrying to reach for the pillows around Topanga. He was much more willing to rearrange her pillows than walk around at the pace of a turtle for an hour, when he could be working on homework.

Topanga reached around her big belly and pulled a pillow under her knees.

"Can you put a small one under my neck?" she asked.

He nodded and placed the smallest pillow at the edge of the couch. He held his hand out and she took it, pulling to sit up so she could move.

"Ugh, Cory, I can't even move," she complained as he helped her slowly lay back against the couch.

"I know."

She was finally in place and then sighed.

"Are you good now?" he asked her.

"Yeah," she said, making a face.

"What's that?"

"What?" she asked, looking up at him.

"Why did you make that face?"

She sighed again. "This just isn't right either."

Cory ran his hand down his face. "What needs fixed?"

"I think I do need to get up and walk after all," she said, holding her hand out, waiting for help to sit up.

He sighed and helped her to her feet.

Just as they stood up, the door opened and Shawn walked in.

"Hey, guys," he greeted them, heading for their fridge.

"Shawn, we were just about to leave," Cory said.

Shawn looked up and saw them standing there. "Oh. Where are you going?"

"Topanga needs another walk," Cory said, smiling forcedly.

Topanga smacked his arm and he looked at her with irritation.

"I'm not a dog," she snapped.

"Let's go," he said, leading her out the door, the forced smile still stuck on his face.

As Topanga waddled out, Shawn only watched silently.

The door slammed shut and Shawn sighed. He closed the refrigerator door and walked out of the apartment.

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Cory and Topanga walked in silence for a few minutes, hand in hand, around the hallways of their apartment building. The brisk winter air had made it too difficult to take nice walks outside, so they had resorted to walking around in circles within the building.

After a few laps, as they were passing the staircase, Cory said, "Can we go up or down a level? You know, for a change of scenery?"

Topanga raised her eyebrows. "Do you see this thing?" she asked, pointing to her belly. "I'm not going anywhere near stairs til this baby promises to get out."

"So you're not going to leave the apartment until she comes?"

"Cory, I'm a week overdue. I don't think it could possibly be that much longer…right?" she said, looking up with concern.

Cory had no idea, but he just nodded and said, "Yeah, she has to be born any day now."

She gave him a small smile and he wrapped his arm around her waist.

"I need to start using her name," Topanga said. "Riley."

Cory smiled. "Can you believe it? We're so close to holding her in our arms."

She looked up at him, unable to keep from grinning. "It's been a long nine months, but it is finally coming to an end."

"Hey, it's not all bad, is it?"

"No," she admitted. "When she kicks, it's the most amazing thing I've ever felt. I can't even describe how it feels. And knowing that she's always with me. It kind of feels like we became a little team. I'm so used to talking to her and knowing she's there. I'll miss that."

"Yeah, but now you have to share her with me," he said, teasing her.

She chuckled.

"You know what? In a way I'm not ready for this nine months to be over."

"Why not?"

He moved her hair behind her shoulder and softly kissed the bottom of her neck.

She stopped walking and her arms wrapped around him.

He leaned back and could see the frustration in her face. He chuckled. "That's why."

"Because you love making me frustrated?" she replied, irritation in her voice.

"Hey, look where we are," he said, motioning toward their apartment door. "Shall we go inside?"

She narrowed her eyes and then walked in slowly. He walked after her and then closed the door.

She turned around and glared at him.

He smirked and then took her hand to lay her back down on the couch.

She laid down and crossed her arms, glaring at the ceiling.

He looked at her for a second and then said, "Fine."

He crawled onto the couch and then toward her before kissing her.

She pushed him away. "Cory!"

"What?"

"That's not nice to-"

She was interrupted when he began kissing her again. She felt his arms wrap around her and then she pushed him away again.

"Cory, I'm so pregnant!" she yelled at him.

"Who cares," he said, kissing her again.

She groaned in irritation as he kissed her, and he smiled into her kiss.

He wrapped his arms around her once again, and this time she pulled him closer.

His lips moved to her neck and she leaned into him.

They heard the door open and Shawn said, "I just came to see if you were back- oh, good you're back." They both turned to see Shawn making a face.

"Sorry, guys. I should really learn to knock," he said, turning to leave.

"No, I'm sorry, Shawn," Cory said, sitting up. "You can stay if you want."

"No," Topanga interrupted. "We were in the middle of something, Cory," she said, her voice strained with irritation.

"Yeah," Shawn said, turning away again. "I'll just leave you two alone."

"Shawn, really, it's fine," Cory said, just as Shawn shook his head at him and closed the door.

Cory sighed.

"Okay, now, where were we?" Topanga said, pulling at Cory's arm.

He only shook his head. "I'm worried about Shawn."

Topanga sighed loudly and ran her hand down her face.

"I mean, he's been acting like he doesn't belong here, and I don't like it," Cory continued.

"Well, he doesn't belong here right now, so…" she said, pulling his arm again.

"I'm just worried he's going to go off and do something, 'cause that's what he does. He runs away from the people who care about him."

She closed her eyes and then sat up. "Fine. We're done. But you owe me."

He smiled at her. "Do you think Shawn's okay?"

"He'll be fine, Cory. He knows we're his best friends."

Cory nodded. "You're right. And we've gone through him running away before and he knows it doesn't solve anything."

Topanga nodded and then began staring off into space.

"Sorry I teased you," he said, smirking.

She looked at him and rolled her eyes. "Yeah, well…maybe this baby will come today and then you'll be the one who's sorry when I no longer want you anywhere near me," she said with a mockingly sweet smile.

He chuckled and shook his head, heading to the table to finish his homework.

Heeeey, what'd you think?! I hope you love it so far. I think this pretty much displays what this story will be about. Lots of Corpanga. And a story with Shawn. And Riley. Lots of fun stuff.

Please review and let me know what you think so far! Thank you!