Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Everwood characters. I just merely let my mind wonder.

A/N: Thanks to those who stuck with me though the wait! Ya'll are the ones that give me the drive to write even when I don't.

Summary: Sometimes to get ahead you have to let go of the past. (a/n: did someone actually say that? Or am I getting profound?)

*Story*

She ran to her car. But didn't enter. She hovered over the roof, her head buried in her hands.

*Madison Thinking*

She couldn't believe how her world was coming to an end, again. How could history repeat itself, again? What had she done in a pervious life to deserve this? I don't think I killed anyone. She thought. Then again, how would I know? Tears began flowing immensely. She figured she'd have to stop before she floods the whole community.

*End of Thoughts*

She raised her head, looking across at the passenger side where Ephram was standing. She entered the car without acknowledging his presence. He entered. They sat in silence. Madison fought to hold back the tears, but it seemed the battle was already lost. Ephram looked at her.

'We've gotta stop doing this?'

No response.

'I hate when you do that, too.'

No response.

'God Madison! Answer me.'

Madison just looked out the side window, forlorn.

'Sometimes I think I should just date myself. No one seems to love me like I love them.'

'Don't say that.' She croaked.

'Why not? You obviously don't.'

'That's not true.'

'It's not? Then explain to me why I'm always the one to comfort you? Why can't, for once, I be the one you run after?'

'I never told you to come after me.'

'Exactly! It's because I love why I do the things I do.'

'Well, then maybe you should stop loving me.'

'That sounds like a plan.'

He opened the door, set to leave, then nods his head thinkingly. He looks at Madison, still looking though the window. Rolls his eyes. Then sits back down.

'You know what, I'm not leaving 'till I get answer.'

'Then I'm afraid you'll be there for a long time.'

'I guess I could always pitch a tent.'

'You do that.'

Ephram begins to laugh. He leans he head back, chin high. He rolls his head to his left, looking at Madison, cross-eyed.'

'What so funny?' She said looking at him.

'Nothing, it's just...we're probably the only couple in the history of the world able to be cynical while angry.'

'What can I say, we multitask.' She smiles.

He rolls his head to the right, looking at his house.

'How'd we manage to get here?'

'Well, lets see, your dad confronts us, I run, you follow, we, argue, then-'

'No, I mean how'd we get from baby talk to ending our relationship?'

She looks away, timidly. Her expression change to that of a person who lost someone significant.

'Madison.'

'Yeah?'

'What are you hiding?'

'What?'

'I know your not telling me something.'

She breathes heavily.

Ephram turns to look at her.

'Secrets just add burdens to the soul.' He said.

She bites her bottom lip, searching his eyes.

'Your not going to find the answer in there.' He said staring hard, not even blinking.

Tears form in her eyes.

'Ephram.'

'Yeah.'

'I'm not pregnant.'

A single tear falls from her eye. It rolls down, Ephram wipes it away before it falls of the edge of her jaw.