This is a flashback to 4 years ago mainly about Natalie!

Natalie was in the middle of the dorm, dancing with some of the girls she had become friendly with at college. Henry had a huge final so he had to stay back and study. He told Natalie to have a good time and she was. She had finally come to a point, where she could relax and let loose, and party, and even drink without things getting out of hand. She was having fun.

One of her guy friends, Dean began dancing with the girls and one by one the others disappeared and it was just him and Natalie. They continued dancing, and after Natalie's last beer settled in, began grinding. They both thought of it as all in good fun. Dean didn't really know Henry but he knew him and Natalie were dating. But Dean's drinks were settling in as well, and his hands landed on her upper thighs as she danced with him, and pretty soon their lips were meeting.

Dean offered her another drink and they both gulped down another can of God knows what. They continued kissing, all the way out of the dorm and into the hallway, where Dean began pulling her with him. He unlocked his room and they kissed all the way inside, roughly. Natalie groaned as Dean began removing her shirt and kissing her neck. Before either of them realized what was happening their clothes were shed and they had taken their kissing to the bed.

Things began getting more intimate, and Henry appeared in Natalie's mind. She felt horrible but she was too trashed to do anything, and she was having fun. It felt good…but not right. It only ever felt right with Henry.

And in Henry's arms is where she woke up the next morning, feeling guilty. So she went back to sleep, and woke up to the smell of coffee. Henry smiled at her.

"You feeling better?" He asked. "You were totally trashed." He added, chuckling and handing her a mug of coffee. Natalie just sighed.

"Sorry." She murmured.

"It's okay." Henry kissed her cheek. But he didn't know what she was actually sorry for.

"I love you." Natalie piped up.

"I love you too." Henry gently kissed her on the lips. Natalie pulled away."You okay?" Henry asked.

"Yeah." Natalie touched Henry's cheek, knowing that she hadn't meant the night before. Knowing that she loved Henry and only Henry.

Later that day Natalie was out, walking around the Yale campus and she ran into Dean.

"Hey." He said casually.

"Hi." She replied. Dean smiled,

"Look, it's not that I didn't enjoy myself, or that I don't like you, because I do. You're a nice person, and I like us as friends. But I'd like it if the both of us can agree that last night didn't mean anything, to either of us." Dean said, putting a hand on Natalie's shoulder.

"Yeah, I feel the same way. I'm sorry…for it. We were both pretty trashed." She said, laughing. Dean chuckled,

"Yeah. So, we're good, right?" He asked.

"Yeah." Natalie replied and they quickly hugged. Natalie was just happy that at least she hadn't cheated on Henry with some scum bag she met at some sleazy club. At least it was someone…nice. A good guy.

"Are you going to tell your boyfriend?" Dean asked. "I'm sorry, if this causes trouble."

"Of course I'm telling him. I just…don't know.."

"How or when." Dean finished for her and she nodded.

"Exactly."

"Well, good luck. Let me know if you need anything." Dean told her. "See you later!" And he walked off.

Well Natalie didn't see him later. She never saw him or spoke to him again.

The next 2 days were just Natalie feeling guilty. Trying to find out how to tell Henry. Trying to show him how much she loved him, despite the fact that he had no idea what had happened. Natalie didn't know what to do to make herself feel better. Maybe..maybe if she did it again with Henry…all these feelings would go away.

Henry wasn't one to argue when Natalie kissed him passionately on the bed, and began removing his clothes. Pretty soon they were getting really into it, and then it was over. Henry's hand touched Natalie's face as they laid together afterwards. She snuggled her head into his naked chest and could feel his heart beating. But she still didn't feel any better.

And she didn't feel any better a week later, when she randomly threw up. Luckily Henry wasn't home to start questioning her if she was alright. When it happened again the next day, she told her friend, who told her to get a pregnancy test.

Natalie refused to believe what the first white stick told her, so she got another one and another one and another one. And they all said that she was pregnant. Natalie kicked the wall and yelled

"FUCK!" And then melted onto her bed, crying. Not only had she made a mistake that would ruin her life, but it wasn't just her mistake. It was hers and somebody else's.

But whether that somebody else was Henry or Dean Natalie didn't know. And she didn't want to know.

She talked to her friend, Cindy, on the phone,

"The only way to tell whose it is, is when its born."

"So, what are you going to do?" Cindy asked.

"I don't know. If I tell Henry, then, I'll have to tell him I don't know whose it is. I can't hide that from him. And he'll hate me…and then…I'll lose him, and, I can't…but..and even he does stay with me what if the baby's born and we find out its not his? Then he just wasted 9 months with a pregnant, hormonal, bitch and…I just…I can't do that to Henry. But I can't tell Dean either. I mean…I can't tell either of them. But I'd have to tell one of them to know."

"Yikes, this is…quite the sticky situation." Cindy replied.

"Yeah. But I can't not have the baby. I can't…I couldn't. So, I don't know what I'm going to do."

They hung up and Natalie thought some more. She couldn't put Henry through this, no matter how much she loved him. And she did love him. And she knew that if she told him she was pregnant and didn't mention Dean that he would be happy and stay with her. But she couldn't put the burden of a baby on Henry's life. Especially if it might not even be is. He loved her, and would stick with her through anything. Which made it so hard, because she loved him too. She really did love him. More than anything.

Which is why she said what she said to him the next day.

"This isn't working for me. I…I want to break up."

"You're kidding, right? Natalie that's…ridiculous! Everything's working out fine. In fact, right now everything's perfect. I…what's going on?" Henry asked, looking hurt.

"I think it's for the best."

"Why is it for the best? We love each other! We're doing fine just the way we are…I'm..I'm really not following you, Natalie."

"I don't love you anymore." She lied. And she wished she had something else, the moment Henry's face fell.

"Oh." He whispered. "Did…did I do something wrong?" He asked, looking near tears.

"No!" Natalie cried. "No..I just. Look, I….this is for the best, trust me."

"No!" Henry yelled. "I think that I at least deserve a real explanation for this!" He cried. "I've been by your side for the past 3 years..things are going perfectly and then you just randomly want to break up! This is ridiculous, after everything I've done for you!" He screamed.

Natalie began to cry.

"I know..this is..unfair….I'm sorry but…trust me. Please, just trust me. That this is for the best."

"This fucking bullshit!" Henry yelled. "I love you! You love me – I know you do! Something's wrong! And I want to know what. Is there somebody else?"

"NO!" Natalie cried. "I just….I WANT TO BREAK UP. I DON'T WANT TO BE WITH YOU ANYMORE!"

"So, what we're just supposed to share this apartment and go to school together and take the same classes and not be….."

"We won't. I'm moving back in with my parents, and going to school back in Jersey."

"Wh…wh…Natalie!"

But that was the end of it. The next day, when Henry woke up Natalie was gone. And her phone number had been changed and her facebook disappeared, and her email account deleted. She was gone without a trace. And he would never know why. Or how. Or when he would see her again, or where she had gone, or who she had gone with. But there would never be a moment that he wouldn't wonder.

Natalie moved back in with her parents for about a year and a half. She took part time classes at Rutgers, worked part time at a restaurant, and then played piano for a student singer she had befriended every Saturday night and got a small stipend of cash. She had her daughter, Jessica Brianne, and Dan and Diana watched her while Natalie went to school and work, but every other second she was home Natalie spent with Jessica. She was all she had, after all.

Natalie eventually had enough money, a few months after Jessica's 1st birthday to move out and into a townhouse with her a few towns over. That's where they had been for the past 3 years together.

Little did Natalie know that for 6 months of those 3 years, Henry had been living a mere 12 miles away.

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