A/N: The R rating is for sexual content. If that bothers you, stop reading here.

Eric's Revenge and Revelation: Completion of a tag ending, and more!!!

The Confrontation

Eric and Topanga stared at each other in disbelief. Their secret could not be unraveling, not yet. Not ever.

"Get your stuff, and hide in the walk in closet," Topanga said with desperation in her voice. "I will get him out as fast as I can."

Eric nodded and got up quickly. He couldn't help but watch her as she got up, abandoning the blanket that had covered her to reach for her bra and shirt. She dressed quickly and Eric complied with her wishes, pulling on his own shirt and stepping into the closet. She turned and walked out of her bedroom, closing the door behind her, avoiding Eric's eyes.

"Hi Cory, what do you want." She stated almost coldly. She noticed that the girls had made themselves scarce; probably in an attempt to avoid the discomfort of hiding a secret from Cory.

"I just- wanted to ask you something." He began. He had a sad look on his face, as if his world was crumbling beneath him.

It tore Topanga's heart and made her almost regret the choices she had made in the last twenty-four hours. She was having a lot of 'almost' feelings right now.

"I saw Eric looking at you yesterday morning. Has he tried anything with you?" Cory met her eyes, hoping to read the truth in them.

"Of course not," she lied, turning to busy herself with pouring coffee. "Why on earth would he?"

"It's just, I saw him looking at you. The way I look at you." He swallowed hard, hoping that she was telling the truth.

She shrugged. "Cory he's your brother. Besides that I am not looking for any kind of relationship right now." She stated lightly, hoping he would accept that as an answer.

He noticed that she did not offer him any coffee. 'Just more to push me away,' he thought, and decided to drop Eric for the moment. It was probably all in his head.

"Please, Panga, I want you. I need you in my life. You know I love you more than life." His eyes looked so hurt, so moist.

'Don't even cry,' she thought. She felt a lump in her throat. It was much harder to think her actions did not affect him when he was right in front of her.

"Cory I can't- I know you care. I just can't. Please go." She went to the door and opened it for him, hoping he would take the hint. "I know, now, that I just need to focus on me for a while- I can't end up like my parents, Cory- I just can't." The threatened tears now slipped silently down her cheeks.

He walked to her and took her in his arms in an attempt to comfort her. She let him, just for a moment before she pushed him away. He smelled so good. Familiar feelings rushed through her. Familiar feeling that meant commitment, unavoidable love, and if her parents were any indication- unavoidable hurt.

"Cory- please don't make this any harder."

"Just don't forget Topanga, when you are ready I will be here." He stated and walked out the door.

Topanga closed it behind him and locked it. She turned her back to the door and leaned heavily against it. 'What am I doing?' she wondered. Tears still fell down her face, still silently. How did her perfect life get so screwed up?

Hearing the door close brought Angela out of her room. She had a direct and determined look on her face as she approached Topanga.

"Topanga," her face softened when she saw Topanga's tears, "Honey, you know he loves you, and you love him. Why are you pushing him away?" She placed her arms around her friend in an effort to comfort her.

"I don't know what I know anymore, Angela." Topanga began quietly. "Why can I give Eric what I could never give Cory? Why can't I love Cory?"

"Topanga you didn't-?" Angela pulled back, her mouth gaping in disbelief.

"No- no I didn't!" Topanga exclaimed, and then lowered her eyes. "But I am not entirely sure I wouldn't right now, either. I am so confused. I- just feel so safe with Eric. No pressure, you know? No commitment. No expectations."

"Topanga, from what I saw this morning, I think there may be some expectations." Angela raised a brow at her.

"Just promise me you won't tell anyone. Not even Shawn. Promise me." Determination was written all over Topanga's now dry face.

"I promise," Angela replied.

Relieved that Cory had not seen Eric, Topanga proceeded back to her room. She only wanted one thing right now- she wanted Eric to hold her.