My writing has improved a lot since when I wrote this story, and to be honest it was an absolute train wreck. Since Drew and Bianca are going to tie the knot, I figured now would be the perfect time for me to re-write this.

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Bianca: Has graduated from College with honors. She's a counselor for troubled teens. (Obviously, she has experience in that area)

Drew: Working full time at Coast Light, got a college degree in retailing.

-Bumblebee93

CHAPTER 1: Two Pink Lines

The small pink plus sign didn't mean much to her. It simply finalized what she'd been thinking for several weeks. The constant nausea, always being either hungry or tired, the heat flashes. It didn't come as any shock.

She bit her lip, trying to fight her smile. The doctors had told her not to get her hopes up, these things take time. After what happened last time, Bianca and Drew had gone to countless specialists. Every one of them had asked the couple to look into fertility treatments. Neither she or Drew had cared for the idea, if they were going to do this, they wanted to do it the old fashioned way.

Despite the warnings she'd been given from doctors and family alike, she couldn't help but allow the ideas to flow through her head. Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard the front door open. Drew was home.

"Bianca? You home?" his voice echoed down the hallway.

"In here!" she called back, glancing down at the plastic stick that sat in her hand.

"Hey, what do you want for-" he began, but stopped when he saw the ecstatic look on her face. "Dinner." He finished, his eyes widening.

"No way. " he muttered in disbelief, gently leaning against the door frame. The grin that she'd been fighting back, burst through and she let out an excited squeal as she launched herself at him. He spun her around, in a tight embrace.

"Are you sure?" he questioned, remembering what had happened last time. His eyes immediately filled with worry, and the lump in the pit of his stomach made its presence known.

"It would explain the puking, the constant eating, and the sleeping until noon.." she reasoned, her smile fading slightly.

"Aren't you happy?" she whispered, the tears already beginning to spill.

"Hey. Hey. Don't cry," he murmured wiping away several tears. He pulled her to the edge of the bath tub, seating them both down.

"Of course I'm happy B, it's just..I don't want you to get your hopes up. Whatever happens happens, and if this is real, then that's great. I just don't want to see you hurt like last time." He felt the lump in his stomach work its way up to his throat.

"Okay?" he questioned, placing his hand on the small of her back. She gave him a small smile, wiping away her tears.

"Y-yeah, I got it. Don't get my hopes up," she murmured, sniffling. That was easier said than done.

Yes. I know this is incredibly short, but I am planning on writing a flash back for the next chapter. Hopefully it will be updated today. Maybe tomorrow at latest. (: Consider that a promise.

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-Bumblebee93

PS: Those chapters after this one, are not relevant to this story. I wrote those last summer, and while they got some positive feedback they didn't do this story justice.