As Matt walked into the restaurant, he looked around and smiled

As Matt walked into the restaurant, he looked around and smiled. This was familiar. This was Emily's favorite place, Scott's. Seafood. EXPENSIVE seafood. Not quite his favorite, but whatever made Emily happy made him happy. He wondered why she had sounded so sad on the phone when she'd asked him to meet her here. As he waited in line, he remembered their conversation...

Matt: Hello?

Emily: Um...Hi...Matt...

Matt: Emily? Hey babe, what's up?

Emily: Well...I have to tell you something...it's just that I'm- No. I'd rather tell you in person. Could you meet me at Scott's in...2 hours?

Matt:(slightly worried) Yeah...sure, whatever you want, sweetie. Are you sure you don't want to talk about in on the phone? You're starting to scare me.

Emily: (angrily) Does it matter?? I still have to talk to you about this. Just meet me in 2 hours, okay? Bye.

Matt: Bye, I miss you.

But, Emily had already hung up the phone.

As Matt came back to the present, he remembered being really nervous about this. Their dates were usually at 7 or 8, not at...(Matt checked his watch)...3:00. Whatever she wanted to talk about, she didn't want to talk about on the phone but couldn't wait until tonight.

"Hello and welcome to Scott's seafood buffet. Party for 1, sir?" asked the hostess.

"What? Oh...no...I'm actually meeting someone. I'm early, but knowing her she's been here for a half hour." He looked at the hostess and her eyes were starting to wander. So, he jumped to the name.

"Um, her name's Emily Kelgner. K-E-L-G-N-," but he was cut off by the hostess, hurrying him along.

"Yes, sir, she's already here. If you'll just follow me...", her voice trailed off as she turned her back on him and set off down the aisles of tables. Matt followed her, trying to find Emily.

And then he saw her.

God, she was beautiful today. Of course, she was always beautiful. But today, she was GORGEOUS. She was wearing a dress that he had never seen her wear before. It was a mini that ended mid thigh. The chest was gold and the skirt was black. It also had tiny little straps that you could barely see against her tan skin. There was a sequined bow along the chest and, all in all, the dress looked hot. He snuck up behind her, put his finger to his lips towards the hostess to say, "SSHHH", and put his hands over her eyes.

"Guess who?" he said in a high-pitched voice.

"..."

"Ok...Emily, are you okay?" he asked. Matt walked around her to his seat and sat down. Then he took a long look at her face. "Did I do something?"

Slowly, Emily nodded. She couldn't believe he had the nerve to do this to her. She folded her arms, crossed her legs and stared at him. She was going to do that until he got that she was pregnant.

Matt was racking his brain for anything he'd said. But he came up with nothing. Emily sighed and uncrossed her legs. He was going to need a little help.

"You know what's deciding my future? A + sign."

He just stared at her blankly. She started to get really annoyed. Was he really this DUMB?? She'd never noticed. To her, the bulge in her abdomen was nothing you could miss if you looked her over. And she had seen him checking her out a minute ago.

"I'm late, Matt. I am VERY late."

"But...you were here before I was. Do you have to go somewhere?" he said, starting to get up.

"No, Matt. I don't have to be anywhere." Then she looked down at her crotch. She watched as comprehension crossed his face for the slightest second and then...Horror. Absolute Horror.

"You aren't...!" he said quietly.

"Yes, Matt, and guess what? It's yours! Congrats, your a dad!" she said sourly.

"But we only did it once!"

"Nope, three times."

"But, still, the odds..."

"The odds were about 15-30. I would know, I checked."

"Emily...I am so so sorry. I didn't meant to get you...to get you pregnant." his voice cracked on the last word.

"Yeah, well, you should have thought of that earlier. Now you can go on and get a new non-pregnant girlfriend and live your life happily. While I, on the other hand, have to give birth to a baby!" she said angrily and very fast.

"Wha-How can you say that? Of course, I'm going to be here the whole time with you. How could you think anything else? I mean I..." he said more but Emily couldn't hear it.

"What did you say?" She had an idea but wasn't sure.

"I said...I love you."

"Really? Do you really mean that?" She said smiling.

"Well...Duh! Why wouldn't I? You are absolutely perfect in every way. I don't deserve you, but still, you chose me." He emphasized the word "chose" as if she didn't think that way anymore.

"I STILL choose you. I love you. I love you so much. I just got a little mad," she said sheepishly, reflexively folding her arms.

"Come on. Let's get out of here. Go for a walk." he said, his old charm coming back. She just nodded. He got up and, like a perfect gentleman, put on her coat for her and pulled out her chair. He paid for the drinks they had gotten and then, they walked arm in arm out the doors.

They walked along the downtown for a while. Sometimes, he would ask questions about the baby but she couldn't answer very many. She didn't know very much about it other than the fact that it had fingernails (a trivia fact from Juno). Then, they turned down a street towards her house. She had to cross at the end where it sharply turned. When they neared the end she looked up at him and said, "I really do love you."

"Not nearly as much as I love you."

"Impossible"

"You wish." he said simply. Then a thought occurred to him. " When are you going to tell your parents?"

"...I...don't know...it's not something I was really looking forward to."

"I know. But, I'll be there with you." And then without a question or answer from her, he leaned down and gently touched his lips to hers. To her, it was the greatest kiss she had ever experienced because it was right after he had declared his love for her. To him, diddo.

Then, when it ended, too early, she ran out into the middle of the street and said," Ya want more? Come and get it." He just stared at her, shocked by her beauty, yet again.

Then, suddenly, a Mercedes Guardian came screaming around the corner. When the driver realized that the only thing between him and the open road was Emily, the breaks screeched, trying to bring the vehicle to a halt. It was obviously fighting a losing battle. As the car neared Emily, she put up one hand in an instinctive self-defense gesture. Her other hand she put over her stomach, protecting her baby, who she hadn't noticed how much she wanted until then. Then, she looked over at Matt, who locked eyes with her, and silently said goodbye, as her death came nearer...nearer...nearer.