I woke up that morning to the rarity of sun shining in my face and a lack of Teddy Grey next to me. I felt the spot when he had been and it was cold, he's been gone for some time now.

Sitting up I looked over at the clock and saw that it read: 12:56. Oh my God it's past noon and it's a Tuesday…

I rose out of the bed and slipped into one of Teddy's larger jackets to cover that lack of clothing I was currently wearing. I assume Ana wouldn't appreciate my wearing a t-shirt she knew belonged to her son and boxer shorts while exiting her son's room…

Making my way into my room I slipped off the boxer shorts I was wearing and pulled on a pair of sweatpants, managed to avoid the mirrors, and exited the room. I headed down the hallway and the staircase to find where Teddy was.

When I hit the landing I hear music coming from the kitchen and headed in that direction. I entered to see something I never thought I would witness in my life: Teddy Grey standing over the stove cooking pancakes and bacon.

I smiled laughing as I sat down at the barstools watching him flip the pancakes, as he had not yet noticed my presence.

"Today the greatest day I've ever known, can't wait for tomorrow, tomorrow's far to lon—," Teddy turned around with a pancake on the spatula and smiled.

I put my hands up, "Please, don't stop on my account."

He placed the pancake on the plate next to the bowl of batter and looked up at me, "I wouldn't. Smashing Pumpkins are practically an icon of Seattle," he stated matter-o-factly.

He passed me a plate of pancakes and I smiled at him reaching for the syrup, "Thank you, Teddy."

Sitting down beside me and began to cut into his pancakes and started to take a bite, "Hey El," he said placing his fork back down.

I set my knife and fork back down on my plate, "Yeah?"

"I just wanted to say thank you," He said turning to me, "I mean really, thank you, Ellie. No other person in this situation would stay with me and stick by me, and you're not thinking twice about it. I can't begin to tell you how much that means to me."

I looked down at my plate and back at Teddy, "Please Teddy, don't. I'm still trying to process here—in seven or eight months your life will be completely different—a total one-eighty and I'm still in the same place. Before you go calling me a saint of a girlfriend can I just have a human minute? I just need to be with you, the Teddy I fell in love with, not the Teddy about to have a baby."

Teddy nodded, then his eyes shot up to meet mine, wide, "Wait, what was that?" he asked.

I knotted my fingers together knowing what had slipped out, "You heard me, Teddy."

He hooked his finger under my chin and I looked at him, "I'm not letting you go until you repeat it."

I smiled, "I. Love. You." I sighed, "there you happy?" I looked back down and felt his hand move from under my chin to my cheek.

"Ecstatic," he said and gave me a kiss. I sighed content, for a moment forgetting about Whitney and the impending doom that awaited us.

We finished breakfast and I watched as Teddy took my plate for me and began to rinse it off in the sink, cleaning up his mess, which was usually Mrs. Jone's job.

"Six months." Teddy said with his back to me. He was holding a plate under the water as he spoke not looking up.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

He finished washing the plate and set it down on the counter, turning to me, "You said in eight months my life would change, it's actually six."

I nodded my head, "Okay, so six months." I looked around the house, in six months there would be no more quiet mornings, sleeping in, ringing the doorbell. There would be nothing but blue or pink baby blanket and toys all over the place.

"Where are you parents? Where's Mrs. Jones? Better yet, why aren't we at school?" I asked all of the sudden realizing it was Tuesday morning and not a peep aside from Teddy and I was made in the house.

He moved from the sink to the fridge placing ingredients back inside, "My dad is at work, my mother is at work, Mrs. Jones is currently grocery shopping, and after yesterday we all agreed it would be best if you and I had a break. Like it or not, you are involved in this at school now, and I'm sorry for that."

I turned for the hallway and began to walk out of the kitchen. I need a moment to think, all I was asking for was a pause. Just some time to think and process the fact that my boyfriend would in six months, be a father to someone else's child. That he would always be linked to his ex-girlfriend, who try as I might, I couldn't hate because she was a nice, decent girl, who go in over her head.

Teddy called after me but I kept walking up the stairs and into my room. Opening the door I shut it behind me and quickly changed into a pair of leggings and a running shirt. Slipping my sneakers on and grabbing my iPod, I opened up the door.

"Where are you going?" Teddy asked. He was standing at my door about to knock, looking like he was about to fall apart.

I pushed past him, "I'm going for a run. Don't call me, don't chase me, don't try to even keep an eye on me—so help me god Teddy if I see one of your father's little bodyguard goon-squad men I won't be coming back."

He didn't say anything and watched me as I jogged down the stairs and out the door.

I knew I was being moody, and rude, and beyond a reasonable doubt—a bitch. This was how it started: I would take on as much as I could, then I would snap after holding things in for so long. It was unhealthy, I know, but it was just the way I was built.

I hit the driveway and pressed play on my iPod. The beat thumped through my ears as I headed towards the woods where a few jogging paths started. The gravel and dirt crunch beneath my feet as I powered up the hills and through the trees letting my mind wonder.

What do Christian and Ana think about this? What does this mean for me? Is Teddy going to choose Whitney and his baby over me?

I decided to slow my pace down to a jog and looked at the view. I was up high on a cliff overlooking the ocean and smiled. Seattle wasn't always so doom and gloom like everyone else thought. It had its perks, like this view, and great hiking paths. I sat down on a rock and let the cool air rush into my aching lungs.

I could do this. I've taken care of kids that lived in the same foster home as me. I was practically a paid for babysitter to newborns in some homes I stayed in. I could take care of a baby… or at least help.

Getting up off the rock, I practically sprinted back to the house. I could do this. I thought to myself letting the thought run through my mind on a loop. I didn't need time to think about it, if anything I would just talk myself out of it.

No one's cars were in the driveway but Mrs. Jones' red SUV was now parked at her and Taylor's house off to the side of the main house. I went through the back doors and headed up the stairs once I saw that Teddy wasn't in the living room or the study.

I knocked on his door and didn't hear a reply. I cracked the door open and heard the water running—he was in the shower.

Something took over me; I needed to tell Teddy about my revelation. I didn't think twice as I swung his bathroom door open to find steam rising from behind the all glass shower door.

I walked over, swung the door open and was met with Teddy's backside as he was facing the showerhead, "I can do this!" I exclaimed.

He jumped and turned around with a puzzled look on his face, "Ellie? What the he—"

I cut him off, "I can do this, Teddy. I know I told you I needed time and I know I was being a bitch and I am so sorry for yelling at you like that."

He stood there, neither of us paying any mind to the fact that Teddy was completely unclothed in the shower and I was still in my running clothes. I smiled at him hoping he would reply.

I stood there looking him in the eyes and slowly a big smile broke across his face, "Really?" he asked.

I took a deep breath, breathing in the warm steam, "Really, Teddy, I'm in."

He took a step forward to me and put both his hand on my face, "Ellie, I need to know you wont back out on me… I can't handle that."

"I promise."

Teddy smiled and pulled me forward, I laughed as I was suddenly under the spray of the hot steaming water and he was kissing me. I didn't mind I was standing in soaking wet socks and clothes in the shower. I didn't mind that moments ago he was probably pissed as all hell at me. I didn't mind anything in that moment because I was kissing Teddy. I was with Teddy.

Right now I didn't mind anything because I was with Teddy.