May 21st, 2005

Emily breathed in deeply as she ran her hands over her stomach. Her hands were shaking. Justin would be there in five minutes and they would be talking. Nervousness coursed through her body. This would be the talk.

"Emily, come downstairs please." Faith yelled up the stairs.

"I'm trying." Emily chuckled as she pulled her self off of the bed, "Takes me longer now." Faith smiled as Emily eased her down the stairs.

"Oh, You're young still so suck it up, Emily." Faith chuckled.

"Young, but achy and swollen." Emily smiled, "Is Jay here yet?"

"No. Settle yourself on the couch." Faith kissed her daughter's forehead.

"I'm not looking forward to this." Bosco said stepping from the newly remodeled kitchen.

"I know, but we need to do this." Faith said as the doorbell rang. She opened up the door and Justin stood there, "New rule, you don't need to ring the doorbell. Your welcome here."

"Thank you, Ma'am." Justin smiled as he walked in. He went into the living room to give Emily a kiss.

"Ma'am. I hate when he ma'ams me." Faith chuckled as they walked into the living room. "No lip locking."

"Sorry, Ma'am." Justin said.

"Okay, another new rule, Justin. Call me Faith." She said sitting down in front of the teenagers.

"Yes, m- Faith." Justin smiled weakly. Bosco looked at a folder that Justin held.

"What's in there?" he asked.

"Oh. Our finances. Emily and I wrote out how much we make every week and how much we put away. Here's all of our bank statements." Justin said handing it to him. Bosco chuckled.

"It's very throe." He said.

"It's meant to be." Emily said, "We have the next two years money plan all planned out." Faith smiled.

"That's terrific." She said, "What are you going to do with your life, Justin?"

"Besides having a family you mean?" Justin asked. Faith nodded. "Firefighter. I start classes in August." Justin said, "I hope to be on a team by October."

"Wow…Where at?" Bosco asked.

"In Brooklyn. My uncle is a firefighter there." Justin said.

"When do you turn eighteen?" Faith asked.

"July twentieth." Justin said. Emily bit her lip looking at her mother.

"There's something else we need to talk about, Ma." She said.

"There's plenty." Faith chuckled.

"No. I mean, this." Emily held out her hand and showed Bosco and Faith an engagement ring that was on her finger. Their faces dropped.

"I don't think so." Faith said.

"You're fourteen. You're not getting married." Bosco said.

"Oh but I can have his baby?" Emily said sarcasticly and frowned deeply.

"Ma'am, I mean Faith we-"

"No, you start calling me ma'am now. No Faith for you." She frowned.

"M-Ma'am, I do want to marry Emily, but we do understand She's not old enough." He said.

"I'm not signing anything for this marriage." Faith said.

"We're going to wait until I'm eighteen, mother." Emily said.

"Oh you better believe it." Faith said.

"We love each other, Ma'am." Justin said, "You know how devoted I am to Emily and our daughter." Faith sighed deeply.

"I know…I just wish you guys would slow down some." She said.

"I really didn't want to have a child out of wedlock, Ma'am, but I love Emily and I will wait for her to turn eighteen." Justin said. Faith and Bosco sat there in silence. It was hard enough accepting the baby, but now there was an engagement. Faith looked at them.

"I suppose when the baby comes, you'll be wanting to see her more and more, right?" She asked.

"It's only natural isn't it?" Justin said.

"I don't know many seventeen year olds that act the way you do." Faith said, "I'm not sure if I believe it all."

"I understand completely. I grew up quick, Ma'am. My parents are never home. Only our maids and cooks where there. I had to learn quick how to take care of myself." He said looking away.

"Where are your parents now, Justin?" Bosco asked him.

"Caribbean cruise." Justin mumbled. Faith sighed looking at the sadness in the boy's eyes.

"Did you propose to her so you could get a family?" Faith asked.

"Mother!" Emily cried.

"It's a fair question, Em." Bosco said.

"I proposed to her because I love her and I want to make a family with her now and in the future." Justin said as he stood up, "I thought we were going to be talking about what we're going to do after S- the baby would be born, but now I'm getting bombarded with stupid and unfair questions. I just wanted to work through all of this, but you're never going to accept me are you?" Justin glared at them and stalked towards the door.

"Justin!" Emily pulled herself up shooting her mother a nasty look and went over to him, "They mean anything by it. They're just looking at for me."

"I'm sick of it, Em. I love you and I'm tired of having to prove my love to everyone else. I just want to be a family." He said.

"We will be." She whispered. Bosco and Faith exchanged looks.

"Guys, come sit back down please." Bosco said, "We're sorry, but you have to understand where we're coming from. What if your daughter came home pregnant and engaged at fourteen?"

"I'd kill her." Justin chuckled softly, "I'd kill her at seventeen if she did it."

"See?" Faith smiled softly, "Sit." Justin took Emily's hand and they went back to the table.

"We also want to live together too you know." Justin said

"When she turns seventeen, we'll talk about that." She said. "Now, we have twelve weeks left, do you know what you're going to do? The baby has the right to see her mother and father equal amount of times."

"Well, It'd be easier if we lived together." Emily muttered.

"I'd be here everyday." Justin said, "I don't want to miss a moment."

"Are you ready for this?" Bosco asked. "Take it from me, a baby changes your life. Having a wife changes your life. It's not one bit easy. It's extremely hard work." Faith smiled at her husband.

"I'm up for the challenge." Justin said.

"We both are." Emily said, "You have our finance plans right there. You know where we're standing."

"We know, it's just hard for us to accept you have this all sorted out." Faith said, "You're growing up so fast."

"When you have a baby you need to grow up fast." Emily said.

"You're right." Faith said, "All right, we're going to lay off of you for awhile. Just enjoy the couple of months of peace. Get some sleep. Later down the road, we'll talk about the whole…marriage thing, okay?"

"Thank you so much, Mom." Emily smiled.

"Thanks, Ma'am…sir." Justin said.

"Don't thank us yet." Bosco said as he stood up, "We still have a long road ahead of us."

"I know." Emily said softly, "This is a load off my shoulders though. Will you talk to Dad for me about what we talked about?"

"Of course." Faith said. "I'll write up the minutes and send it to him." She winked at her daughter. Emily chuckled softly.

"I think we should call it a night." Bosco said, "Em needs her sleep." She nodded.

"Yes I do." Emily said.

"I'll walk you out." Bosco said getting up. He patted the boy's back as he led him to the front door. "So, you proposed."

"Yes, Sir." Justin said, "Emily told me how you and Mrs. Boscorelli got engaged, or rather married. I thought I'd give her a romantic proposal."

"Flowers and candle light dinner and all that shit?" Bosco asked.

"Yes, Sir." Justin mumbled. Bosco nodded eyeing the boy.

"I swear to god, Justin. You hurt her, you break her heart, or anything like that, so help me God, I'm going to castrate you." He said.

"I fully understand sir." Justin said backing out of the house.

"I'm not kidding either." Bosco slammed the door with a growl.

"Night Dad." Emily said heading back up the stairs to her room.

"Sleep tight." Bosco mumbled walking back into the living room. "That kid is too perfect."

"He's not perfect. He got Emily pregnant." Faith said cleaning off the living room table, "but I know what you mean." Bosco wrapped his arms around his wife's waist and pulled her close.

"All of this doesn't mean we're getting old or anything, F." Bosco chuckled.

"I know." Faith chuckled. "A grandmother at thirty-nine. That's…interesting. At least I'm almost forty."

"I'm a grandfather at thirty-five. I think I have it worse than you." Bosco smiled at his wife. Faith giggled softly at him.

"I don't think so. I don't think we have it the worse, Bosco. We're not the one who's popping out a human in twelve weeks."

"Thank god." Bosco said kissing his wife's neck. It was really good that they had talked through all of this. Even though getting the engagement announcement wasn't what they had expected. Justin really was a nice boy for their daughter. They just hoped he stayed that way.