A/N: Thanks for the reviews guys! P.S. How much do you love the song :? It's called Speechless by the Veronicas.

Kris Furillo

The dinner wasn't as bad as she thought it was. When they had finished eating, they retreated to the living room for some conversation, and that was the hardest part of the night. Junior's father interrogated her for an hour and a half before Dani cut in, saving her before a possible slip up. She asked how the pregnancy was going, to which she replied fantastic, but tiring.

When they went to leave, Ken Davis motioned to his son to have a chat with him. Kris bit her lip nervously, but smiled when Junior looked to her. We walked up to her, a weak smile on his face.

"I'll be right out." He promised her, kissing her forehead and rubbing her stomach. Kris nodded and started walking out, but instead of going to the mustang and waiting for him there, she sat outside the door, listening to what Junior's father had to say about her.

"Junior, Junior, Junior." She heard him sigh, and she instantly knew that he had hated her, and that even though she had persisted he tell his father that she was pregnant, that he didn't. "What am I going to do with you?" he asked him.

"I don't know dad, what are you going to do?" Junior replied coldly.

"Junior, she went to some unheard of college in some unheard of town. We don't know anything about her past. You aren't even really committed to her Junior, and you know it." She heard his father say loudly. She listened as he poured himself a drink.

"Dad. I love her. Why can't you ever accept anything like this? I love Kris. We're going to have twins. Twins dad, and I'm not even scared, because I know Kris is going to be there, because she loves me too." Junior persisted.

"What is wrong with you? You act like because you've known her for what, 5 months that you're totally in love. You have no idea what love is Junior. She's a common slut. She's just after you're money." She heard the ice cubes tink in Ken Davis's glass. She felt hot tears stream down her face. She wanted to sob, but she bit her lips.

"What is wrong with you?" Junior asked him, she could hear the anger laced in his voice. "Just because she didn't grow up in millions of dollars doesn't make her a slut, and don't you ever call her that again. She is such an amazing person. She'd probably fit into a fancy rich setting better than I ever could. I love her dad. I love her." She heard Junior make his way to the door and she quickly exited the house, making it look like she had been standing on the porch waiting for him.

When Junior came storming from the house, he slammed the door behind him, making his way toward her, a look of determination in his eyes. He took her up in his arms and he kissed her so passionately, she forgot everything his father had said.

"How much did you hear." He whispered in her ear, and her euphoric smile faltered.

"Everything." She told him, looking down at her feet, but the thing was, she wasn't even looking at her feet anymore, alls she could see was the tips of her shoes, but other than that, it was her stomach.

"Don't listen to him. He's just some guy you have to call your father in law someday." He whispered.

Kris stepped back a little, her back bumping into one of the columns that adorned the front of the house. Junior was looking at her, not faltering a bit at those words. Kris gained control of her breathing before she wrapped her arms around Junior's neck and gave him a sultry smile.

"Well other than what your dad had to say about me, I think you defended me quite spectacularly." She whispered in his ear, gently kissing the sensitive skin just above his neck. He shivered and she smiled to herself. "I think that you deserve to have some fun tonight." She hinted, and smiled when she felt his hands fly to her hips, his fingertips digging into the soft skin.

His lips sought out her neck and she leaned her head back, giving him access. He attacked the newly exposed skin and she giggled when she realized they were still in front of his father's house. She gently pushed him away, his eyes clouded over, a confused look settling over his face.

"We should probably wait until we get home?" she suggested, raising her brow. Junior smiled, content with her reason for stopping his ministrations. He grabbed her hand in his and tugged her. She smiled at his face, anxious, happy, totally content. She closed her eyes, letting him lead her. When he slowed, she let herself press against him, her curves fitting into his perfectly.

He helped her into the seat of the car before running around to his side and slipping in. He took her hand again and lifted it to his lips, brushing them together. He ran her hand over his cheek and she watched as his eyes closed, a look of worry crossing his face. She took her other hand and placed it on his face.

"What's wrong?" she asked, her mind stricken with a nervous feeling. He opened his eyes and she looked deep into them. She kissed the back of her hand again before he finally responded.

"I'm just so afraid I'm going to lose you." He told her honestly. She smiled, her heart slowing.

"Believe me baby. I'm not going anywhere." She promised him. He gave her a wide smile and started backing out of the driveway. She looked at the house when they started to pull away, and that's when she saw him. Matt Ritter was standing in one of the wide windows, his shirt unbuttoned at the top, his tie undone, his hair messy. His eyes were a little red, and there were bags under his eyes, like he hadn't been sleeping. She looked into his eyes, and couldn't help but feel like she was stuck. When they finally lost eye contact, she was almost convinced that she saw longing, want, and regret in his sad brown eyes. Almost sure.

Junior Davis

When they got back to the loft, he immediately went to the radio and turned it on before walking over to the love of his life. She smiled and he wrapped his arms around her waist, and she let her arms snake around his neck. He felt her head fall heavily onto his shoulder, and he gently swayed her to the music.

Feels like I have always known you
And I swear I dreamt about you
All those endless nights I was alone
It's like I've spent forever searching
Now I know that it was worth it
With you it feels like I am finally home

She picked her head up and she looked into his eyes. He felt like she was searching his soul, looking through everything, finding his most embarrassing memories, but it didn't matter. He should tell her about how he was a failure at just about everything he did. He could tell her about how his best friend was in love with her, and he was scared that he was going to lose her to him. He could tell her that he was worried about Dani, because he knew how much she loved Matt, and now they were getting a divorce after only two and a half months of marriage. He could tell her all these things and he knew that she wouldn't look at him like he was crazy, and he knew that she wouldn't love him any less.


Falling head over heels
Thought I knew how it feels
But with you it's like the first day of my life

He slowly dipped her and she let her head fall back. He stared at her, mesmerized for a minute. Her long dark hair flowing behind her, a waterfall of silken strands. He watched as her face turned pink, a blush. He knew she was always nervous about being memorized, stared at, examined, but he wouldn't help himself. He wanted to memorize every curve and line of her face. He wanted to memorize every freckle on her body, and kiss every one. He pulled her back up and her lips met his in an explosion of sparks and fireworks.

Cuz you leave me speechless
When you talk to me
You leave me breathless
The way you look at me
You manage to disarm me
My soul is shining through
Can't help but surrender
My everything to you

"God I love you." He confessed, and she smiled broadly. Her eyes sparkling.

"I love you too." She told him. "More than you can ever know." He thought about that for a second before he responded.

"I think I do."

I thought I could resist you
I thought that I was strong
Somehow you were different from what I've known
I didn't see you coming
You took me by surprise and
You stole my heart before I could say no

He walked backwards toward the backward, her body still fused to his. He stopped for a minute, grabbing her thighs. She instantly complied, wrapping her legs around his waist and kissing him furiously. He kissed her back his mouth moving against her in a pattern so familiar, it surprised him when it seemed to change. Her tongue sliding into his mouth, tasting him, testing him.

Falling head over heels
Thought I knew how it feels
But with you it's like the first day of my life

He gently pushed her against the wall next to the bedroom down. She slowly unbuttoned his shirt and his breathing got heavy. She gently kissed his forehead, running her fingers through his hair. His throat seemed to close when her fingers felt their way down his chest. He let his head fall forward and found it sitting on her collar bone, the soft skin sweaty under him.

You leave me speechless
When you talk to me
You leave me breathless
The way you look at me
You manage to disarm me
My soul is shining through
I can't help but surrender
Oh no
My everything to you

When they finally made their way to the bed, they were already exhausted. Her dress unzipped in the back, her tank top sleeve slid off her shoulder, her mouth open, panting. He kissed her shoulder gently before tugging the dress off over her head. What he saw took his breath away.

You leave me speechless
(the way you smile, the way you touch my face)
You leave me breathless
(it's something that you do I can't explain)
I run a million miles just to hear you say my name
Baby

Her rounding stomach, a perfect round shape, stuck out. He hadn't seen it in this context yet. They way her stomach seamlessly attached to her body. He kissed the crown of it, and that's when he felt it. A small just barely there fluttering. He wasn't sure if he imagined it because he wanted to feel it, or if it really was there. He looked at Kris and she was looking at him, his eyes must have asked the question for him, because she laughed and nodded.

You leave me speechless
You leave me breathless
The way you look at me
You manage to disarm me
My soul is shining through
I can't help but surrender
My everything to you

Afterwards, when she was spooned against his body, he lay there smiling. His hand resting on her stomach, his face buried in her hair. He gently pushed the hair away and kissed her neck gently. She shuddered and smiled.

"Kris?" he whispered, and she whimpered gently to indicate she was awake. "Will you marry me." He whispered, quickly falling asleep. He struggled to keep his mind awake.

Kris turned around to that she was facing him. Her forefinger hooked under his chin, her thumb gently running over his bottom lip. She was biting her own lip, her eyes searching his face, worried that it was all a joke.

"Are you sure you want me?" she asked. His hand cupped her face gently and he kissed her, savoring her taste.

"What makes you think I don't?" he asked her, a quiet laugh escaping his lips.

"Nothing." She told him honestly. His mind was starting to blacken over, quickly putting him to sleep. Right before he slipped into sleep though, he heard the faintest of yeses.

Matt Ritter

When they left, he had to leave the house, feeling like he was being suffocated. He sat outside on a step for what seemed like hours before someone opened the door behind him, gently closing the door. He looked and saw Dani, her eyes red, her face ridden with tear stains. It almost pained him to see her so hurt, but he couldn't keep lying to her the way he was.

She sat down next to him, placing a glass of red wine on the marble next to her. She wrapped her arms around her legs, and looked up at the stars. She was still wearing the dress she had worn to dinner. She looked beautiful, even with her makeup running and her hair messy.

"Why are you doing this?" she asked him, turning her eyes to him.

"Because I don't feel the same way as I did." He told her, lying a little in his answer.

"Well now that you've got that out of the way, why are you are really doing this?" she asked him, her eyes hardening. The breath Matt had been taking suddenly got caught in his throat. He looked away from her face and down at his feet.

"It's complicated." He told her. He turned back to her, seeing a fleeting look of hurt cross her face.

"Just because we're getting a divorce doesn't mean we can't tell each other what's wrong." She told him. "We can still be friends." She told him. He opened his mouth to tell her that couldn't happen, but she had such a hopeful look in her eyes, it almost broke his heart.

"Yeah, of course we can." He gave her a fake smile and she beamed back at him, her eyes sparkling at the thought.

They sat there in silence for a while before she turned back to him, her eyes serious. "You can't have her." She told him, her eyes starting to water at the thought.

"What are you talking about?" he said nervously, tugging at his tie.

"You can't have Kris. She's Junior's. They love each other, a kind of love I know me and you never had." She told him, giving a watery laugh. She looked at him, and he could only imagine what his face looked like at that very moment.

Dani had always amazed him. She was always so strong, so tough, but he knew better. She was so self conscious it broke his heart. She would stand in front of the mirror for hours, talking about her flaws, how she was fat even though she wasn't. She would cry about the way she looked, even though she was beautiful. He knew that this whole situation had to be killing her. He had never really thought about how all this would affect her. He looked at his feet for a second before looking back at her. His hand reached out on its own, gently taking her face in his hands. She looked at him curiously, and before she could register what was going on, his lips were on hers. He quickly pulled away and she got up, leaving her wind behind. He put his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands.

What was wrong with him?