(A/N: Thanks for all the wonderful reviews. I'm really happy with the response I'm getting from this story. Sorry I haven't updated in a while!)

Five days later, Mary and Wilson had finally come up with a plan that was supposed to last them the rest of their lives. Wilson was going to go to school and get a job to support the baby, and eventually Mary. Wilson made it very clear to Mary that she was not to drop out of school at any cost, and was to go back as soon as she could after the baby was born. Mary's education was one of their top priorities- for everyone except Mary that is. She wasn't looking forward to going to school, but she didn't really have a choice in the matter. Wilson didn't want her working, at least not until she graduated high school. They asked Eric and Annie if they would help them take care of the baby so that they could attempt to stick to this plan for as long as they could, and with a little coaxing they agreed. Wilson was going to get a job, and give Annie his full paycheck. She was going to use her accounting skills to set up a savings plan for the two of them and a "room and board" payment schedule for Wilson.

It was now Saturday, and things were starting to shift at the Camden house. Annie was being overly nice to the pair, whereas Eric was being too harsh. All Lucy ever wanted to do was talk with Mary, and Mary was getting sick of discussing baby names she liked. Simon and Ruthie were, well, Simon and Ruthie. They were too young to understand, although Simon knew what was going on wasn't at all good.

Everything seemed to be more or less all right with the Camdens, except for Matt. He resented the fact that his parents let Wilson move into the house. When they asked him to let Wilson sleep on the floor of the attic, Matt slept downstairs on the couch.  The two of them had had their good share of screaming fits, most of them resulting in Mary ripping Matt's hands away from Wilson's throat.

Their constant bickering was making the whole family stressed, especially Mary. She hated to see the two of them fighting, especially when Wilson was, in all honesty, no more at fault than she was. Every time she heard Matt raise his voice, she knew that he should really be yelling at her. And she could tell that Matt wanted to yell at her, but couldn't see how his baby sister could have done what she did. Basically, during the last five days, Matt broke Mary's heart and Wilson tried to mend it.

The continuous swings of emotion were not good for the pregnant teen. The added stress gave her a constant stomachache, and she was starting to get worried. She was actually hoping for morning sickness to alleviate some of her stomach pain, but no such luck yet. Mary didn't dare tell Wilson, though, because he would go ballistic. He meant well, but he was smothering her to the point that she didn't want to tell him anything anymore.

When Mary got up that morning, the house was unusually quiet- and unusually quiet always meant trouble in the Camden house. She rolled over to talk to Lucy, only to find that she wasn't there. Thinking this was odd, Mary went downstairs to gather some more information.

Mary entered the kitchen to find no one in there either. She was starting to get a little creeped out, so she went to scope out the rest of the downstairs. Mary walked past her father's office, and heard Matt in there talking with Eric. She knew this was no ordinary conversation by listening to their monotone voices, and she felt that they were probably talking about her. Mary continued walking and went into the living room. She was shocked to find the whole family in there, including Wilson.

"What's going on?" she asked everyone.

"Matt called a family meeting," her mother responded. "Sit."

Mary sat down in the empty spot on the couch next to Wilson and he took her hand.

"Is everything OK?" she asked again, looking into Lucy's eyes. She knew that Lucy couldn't lie if her life depended on it, but Mary was only met with simple shrug of the shoulders.

"I hope so," said Annie.

Wilson gently rubbed Mary's back as they all waited for Matt and Eric to come in. Mary felt like crying, again the flood of emotions made her uncomfortable. She leaned against Wilson, using the warmth from his body to comfort her. One thing he was good about, she had to admit, was touching her. Public displays of affection were never an issue with Wilson- he wouldn't even like to kiss her if someone else was in the room.

As Mary began to contemplate when their relationship went awry, Eric walked in all in a tizzy. The whole room stopped to look at him as he pushed Mary and Wilson apart and sat down in between the two of them. Matt walked in after Reverend Camden sat down, and he did not look happy.

"I have an announcement to make," he said to his family. "I'm moving out."

"What?" Annie said in a state of utter confusion. "Why?"

"A lot of reasons, but mostly because of you and Dad. Mary's pregnant, and what do you do? You take her sleazy boyfriend under your wing and tell him he can live with us. I feel like I'm in some sort of twisted universe and I need to escape. And as long as the two of you aren't going to act like the Reverend Eric Camden and Annie Camden, then I can't live here anymore. I got a job at a convenience store paying a little over minimum wage, and I was lucky enough to get a disgraceful apartment off campus"

"But school-"

"There's nothing you can do to change my mind. I'm gone. I just have one thing to say to the two of you," Matt said looking in the direction of Mary and Wilson. "You are so lucky that my overly-gracious family is giving you a second chance. I don't know why though; this is going to be your second child and you're only 18. The thought of you being with my sister literally makes me sick. How dare you! But, you know, I guess it's what I should expect. You can see it in the way you look at Mary, you have sex on the brain! And you Mary, it just figures. Out of everyone you would definitely be the one I'd say would get pregnant. You were always the type to be physical with a guy. Despite your hard outer covering you're weak, and this has certainly proven it."

Wilson stood up and went towards Matt, his face inches from the fuming Camden. "You can say whatever you want about me," he said staring straight into Matt's eyes. "I deserve it. But once you talk about Mary you've crossed the line. How dare I? How dare you!" Wilson tried to stare Matt down, but Matt decided to get rough. He shoved Wilson away from him. Wilson stood their staring at Matt, his ego bruised but not destroyed.

"If you think I'm so wrong then why don't you defend yourself?" Matt said shoving Wilson again.

That was it; they both were finally pushed to their breaking points. The whole six days had come to a head, and they let their anger and frustration out on each other. Matt tackled Wilson to the ground, his head nearly missing the corner of the coffee table. They rolled around, hitting each other as the whole family watched on in horror. Eric got up and was able to pull Matt off of Wilson. The two of them stood up and brushed themselves off.

Mary sprang up off the couch, tears streaming down her face, and ran past them up the stairs. Lucy ran after her, followed by Wilson, and Matt went out he front door with his suitcase.

Lucy pounded on the door of the bedroom the two of them had shared for almost all of their lives. "Mary! Let me in! Come on!"

Wilson put his hand on Lucy's shoulder to silence her. "Let me try," he said as he knocked lightly. "Mare, can I come in for a second?"

Three seconds later, the two of them could hear Mary unlocking the door. It swung open, and from behind it came Mary's hand. She pulled Wilson inside, and quickly locked the door again. She slumped down on the bed, turning her back toward Wilson.

"Come, on," he said. "Don't be like this. Talk to me."

"You want to talk?" she said calmly. "Let's talk about why you picked a fight with my brother."

"I was sticking up for you."

"I don't need anyone to stick up for me. I can take care of myself," she responded heatedly.

"I know you can," he said putting his hand on the small of Mary's back. "But it just made me so mad to hear him talk about you like that, about us like that."

"If you keep doing everything for me like that there might not be an 'us'. Got it?"

"Yes. Now let's go downstairs so everyone doesn't make a big deal about this whole thing."

"But it is a big deal," she told him. "As big a deal as me getting pregnant. I feel so guilty. I've torn my family apart."

"No you haven't," he said trying to reassure her.

"Yes I have. You can't honestly say I haven't ruined them and mean it."

Wilson didn't say anything.

"Exactly," she says sounding defeated. "I don't know, maybe I should get an abortion."

"What?" Wilson said sounding offended. "Mare, calm down, please."

"It's just…everything is such a mess right now. I feel like everything is spinning out of control. I want it to stop spinning. How do I make it stop?"

Mary started to sob and Wilson held her. He whispered reassuring things to her, but it didn't make her feel any better. She finally composed herself and looked up at Wilson. "How much pain are we going to have to cause everyone else before things return back to normal?"