A/N: wow, what a day I have had. I was not in the Mary Wilson mood at all, and I really wanna keep this story goin. So, I read all, (and I mean all) of KayKayeLLe's stories. And behind me my tape of my fav Mary/Wilson eppy's is playing…let's see if I can squeeze out a decent chapter.

I wanted to clear this up, i'm not too sure but I think that some of you were under the impression that Wilson was watching Mary change. That wasn't what I was going for, but when I re-read it, it kinda sounded that way. My intention was that Mary was in the hallway in a towel…. so, yeah

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Wilson had been standing in the hall waiting for Mary for a good ten minutes. He knocked on her door, "hey Mary, are you ok?"

Mary was scrambling around the room, there was clothes everywhere, "yah, I'll be out in a second" she couldn't believe that she, Mary Camden was freaking out so much over what to wear. She saw the shopping bag still in the closet. She grabbed it and pulled out a light pink tank top. It was Lucy's, but she knew Lucy would never notice, and if she did…too bad. She threw on the shirt and some shorts and ran over to the mirror. He hair was still soaked and she had no time to dry it, so she had no choice but to put it up.

She flung open the door just as Wilson was about to knock again. He looked up at Mary, who was standing there obviously out of breath, in a t-shirt that was too tight, her hair was still dripping. He couldn't help but smile.

"Ok so what do you need to talk to me about?" she asked, sounding anxious to get all this over with.

"Can we go sit somewhere?" he asked motioning towards the room behind her.

Mary closed the door, "no, not in there. It's a disaster, Lucy…she's such a slob." She smiled, "living room? Kitchen? Backyard? Take your pick"

"I vote living room," he said

"Ok then" Mary headed for the stairs; she was not looking forward to talking to Wilson, about any subject. The whole reason she skipped out on family fun day was to not see him. But no, he had to come see her

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"Cannonball!"  Eric shouted as he flew off the diving board. Annie laughed and Lucy hid.

"So, let me get this straight." Annie said, "Mary likes Wilson, and he likes her too. But she's avoiding him because…?"

"That's what I don't get either" Lucy told her, "She's crazy"

"Not as crazy as your dad" she pointed to Eric who was once again making a scene as he threw himself into the pool.

Lucy groaned and sank down in her chair.

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Mary and Wilson were sitting next to each other, staring at the wall. Mary couldn't stand it any longer, "ok you've got to get back to work, so just say whatever you need to"

He turned towards her, and just let it all out, "Mary you know how I feel about you, and I know you feel the same way. You can't tell me you don't, because I see it."

She looked down and avoided his eyes.

"Come on Mary, what's the problem? Why don't you want to be with me?"

"That's not it" she pleaded with him

Wilson began to let out all his pent up frustration with her, "give me one reason why"

She stood up angrily; tears were forming in her eyes, "you have a kid, and I am one!" she turned and started pacing around the room, "you are so busy, I would just be a distraction. Billy needs you, a whole lot more than I do. And I'm just fifteen, I don't want to be a mother yet." Wilson tried to speak but she just continued ranting on and on.

He reached up and gently took her hand; he pulled her down onto the couch. "Really Mary, you have to stop worrying so much" he took her face in his hands and he kissed her, and this time she didn't pull away.

She just leaned into him, he was right; there wasn't really a good reason for them to be apart. And if there was, they were both too far gone to care.

Annie and Lucy were standing in the foyer watching this unfold, Annie turned to her daughter, "so I guess I don't have to have that talk with Mary"

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hrm, cant tell if that chap was good or not…you'll have to let me know with a review!!