Disclaimer: See chapter one. I also don't own Honda.

A/N: Hello! Thanks for reviewing! I've heard that there have been some problems lately when it comes to being able to review, so thanks to those of you who tried but couldn't submit one. I hope that you enjoy this chapter, and keep trying to review!

January 8

Beyond The Horizon

Chapter 2: Old Friends

12-year-old Natalie Camden, Talie for short skipped up the walk to the front door of her home. She grabbed her house key out of her backpack and let herself in. Once Talie was inside, she walked over and sat her things down on the kitchen table. Then, as usual, she walked to the microwave, where there were 2 chocolate chip cookies waiting and 0:15 on the microwave screen. She pushed start and while her cookies heated up, she poured herself a glass of milk. When the microwave beeped, she got out her snack and sat everything down on the table, finally sitting to eat. In between bites, she got out her binder and opened up to her math section where a blank worksheet awaited her. With a sigh, she ate the rest of her remaining cookie, and started her homework.

3 hours later, Aimee Camden, Talie's mother, walked through the door. She was dressed in a gray business suit and carrying her briefcase, looking regal and sophisticated as she walked over to greet her only child. She kissed Talie's forehead and asked how her day was. Talie gave her mother the so-so signal with her hand and looked back down to her homework, now working on science. Aimee laughed and looked again at her daughter.

"So talkative today." She joked. Talie just nodded. Aimee threw up her hands and started for the kitchen to make herself a cup of coffee. "Pre-teens." She said with a sigh, and switched on her coffeepot.

Earlier That Afternoon in San Francisco...

"All right everyone. Good class today. Tonight, I want you to be finishing the problems you started on page 521, and do numbers 1-25 on page 522, due tomorrow." The class moaned as Peter Petrowski assigned them homework for the night. He just shook his head as the bell rang. "Class dismissed." He said, and the 7th graders grabbed their things and quickly scurried out of the room. He smiled and sat down at his desk. It was now the lunch hour, so he had 46 minutes until his next class arrived. He picked up the paper sitting on his desk and began to read. He looked up when he heard a quiet knock on his door, and smiled at his wife as she came into the room and shut the door behind her. With a laugh, she ran over and sat down on Peter's lap, facing towards him. She put her hands on the back of his head and pulled him forward, kissing him. When they separated almost 10 seconds later, Peter smiled at Ruthie.

"What was that for?" He asked. Ruthie smiled and kissed him again.

"For being a good husband." She kissed him. "Whom I love very much." He smiled at her and put her arms around her, drawing her in for an embrace. She rested her head on his shoulder and shut her eyes. "How has your day been?" She asked sleepily.

"Pretty good. The kids minds are still on break though." He told he with a laugh. He felt her shake her head.

"Mine are too. It's like their bodies are here, but their brains are elsewhere. A bunch of zombies." She said. Peter agreed. Ruthie sat up and looked at her husband.

"Do you want to go out for lunch? We can have a...a mini date." Peter laughed.

"That sounds good." He told her. She got off his lap and he stood up. They walked out of the classroom together, and he locked the door behind them. Ruthie locked up her classroom as well, and with that, they walked out to the parking lot, hand in hand.

Dallas, TX

Faith Camden's hands shook uncontrollably as she and her husband pulled out of their driveway and started down the street. She was covered in goose bumps. They were headed to the doctor's office, located five minutes from their home, where Faith would be having her 5-month check up. Her checkups always made her nervous. She was always sure that something was going to go wrong with the baby or herself, and it scared her greatly. In the last two years, Faith had suffered three miscarriages. She and Sam had been trying for children since the beginning of their marriage, but she was starting to get discouraged. If something were to happen this time...she didn't even want to think about it. She didn't know if she would have the courage or the strength to try again.

Sam looked over at his wife. He reached out and held her hand, trying to keep it from shaking. He had to be strong for her on the outside, but in reality, he was just as afraid as she was. After losing three babies already, he and his wife were beginning to wonder if they would be able to have a child at all. Yet, in September, Faith had found out that she was pregnant again. Now it was January, and she had made it through five and a half wicked months, terrified all the time. She felt sick from worry every second she was awake, and slept restlessly every night.

As they pulled into the parking lot of the doctor's office, Faith's face paled. Oh please, please, Lord, let everything be OK with the baby. Please. She begged silently. Sam parked and got out of the car. He came around to Faith's side and opened her door for her. He helped her out, and as soon as she shut his door, he wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly.

"It's going to be OK." He told whispered in her ear. "It will." Faith looked up and met her husband's deep blue eyes. She wiped a tear off her cheek.

"I hope so." She told him quietly. He took his hand in hers and led her inside. They sat down in the waiting room and we called in by a nurse 8 minutes later. She led them down the hall and into a small room with blue paint covering the walls. There were pictures of the stages of pregnancy on the walls, along with pictures of babies, and books on shelves. After giving her a quick checkup, the nurse left. 5 minutes later, Faith's doctor, Allie Jones, entered the room. She smiled at Faith and Sam.

"Hello." She greeted them with a smile. She opened their file, which she was holding. After looking at it for a moment, she looked back up at them. "Wow. Already five months into it! How are you feeling?"

"Physically, I'm doing fine. I haven't had any morning sickness or anything. Mentally though, I'm a mess." She told her honestly. Dr. Jones nodded with a small smile.

"It's very understandable that you be nervous. Why don't you lie down and we'll see how things are going with the baby. Calm you down a little." Faith nodded and laid down. The doctor lifted Faith's shirt, revealing a small bump on her stomach. She smoothed some clear, cool gel on over her belly and turned on the ultra-sound screen. She moved a probe slowly over her stomach, sending a black and white image onto the screen. A heartbeat sounded throughout the room, and Faith let out her breath that she was holding. Sam held his wife's hand as the doctor studied the screen. After a few minutes, she turned to look at the couple.

"Everything looks fine." She told them with a smile, and saw a relieved look sweep over Faith's face. "Can you see the baby?" She asked, turning to the screen. "This here is the head, and here's it's torso, and it's legs. And here the hands. Look, the baby's waving!" She said with a laugh as the figure on the screen moved its hand back and forth. "Now, would you like to know the gender of your baby? I can tell, this far along." Sam and Faith looked at one another shortly, then shook their heads.

"No, we want it to be a surprise." Faith told her. Sam nodded his agreement. The doctor nodded.

"All right. Just let me know if you change your mind. I'm going to shut this off now, take one last look to last you until your 7th month! Of course, we'll be sending home a picture with you, but you won't see it moving for two months." Faith nodded and studied every inch of the screen. She kissed her hand and slowly moved it towards the monitor, placing it on the baby's head.

"I love you, baby." Faith whispered softly. "Mommy loves you, and so does daddy. We love you very, very much."

Houston, TX

David Camden walked into his apartment and shut the door behind him. He flipped on the lights and looked around his always-clean apartment. Since he was just a child, he had been very organized, and it was working out well now that he lived alone. He walked into his room and into his closet to change into his pajamas. After dressing and brushing his teeth, he shut off the lights and got into bed.

He woke up early the next morning; he had a lot to do today before his date with his girlfriend of three years, Kate, tonight at 6:00. He had breakfast and got dressed in his work clothes, then, after visiting a few places, went to work as a Legal Assistant. When he finished work at 5:00 that night, he hurried home and got on his nice tan slacks and a long sleeved blue button up shirt. By the time he was done, it was 5:50, and time to go get Kate. Since she lived in the same apartment building, he just had to get in the elevator. When he arrived at room 523C, he took a deep breath and knocked on the door. When Kate opened the door, he gasped. She wore a short black dress with a wavy bottom edge. It was in a fifties style with a fitted top and a loose bottom, complete with a light pink tie around the waist. Kate had her auburn hair curled into loose circles framing her face. Her hazel eyes shone brightly at the excitement of seeing her boyfriend. He stepped forward and put his arms around her.

"You look amazing." He told her. She smiled and kissed him sweetly, the way she always did, and the way that he loved, then smiled at him.

"Thanks. So do you." She said. David reached out his hand and she took it.

"Shall we go?" He asked. "We have reservations at 6:30 and a 20 minute drive." Kate nodded and they started down the hall. When they reached his car, David opened the passenger side door for Kate and helped her get seated. After she was all ready, he shut the door and got in on his side. Their 20-minute drive to "Café de Paris", Kate's favorite restaurant, was filled with taking and laughter. When they got there, David helped his girlfriend out and they walked hand in hand into the restaurant.

Looking as sophisticated as ever with it's peach colored table settings and pastel colored accents, Café de Paris was anything but a little café. Chandlers hung from the ceiling, light sparkling down onto the tables through the glass beads. A waiter seated the couple at the edge of the dance floor, as David had requested. The dance floor was beautiful hard wood. At the end of it was a stage with band playing a slow song softy. Couples swayed on the floor as if they had not a care in the world. The waiter brought over a bottle of champagne and poured David and Kate each a glass. They toasted and took a sip.

After they ate their dinner, David stood and extended his hand to Kate.

"Would you do me the honor of a dance?" He asked her. Kate's eyes sparkled beautifully as she reached up and took his hand.

"Of course I will." She said. He led her into the very center of the dance floor and pulled her up close to him as they began to dance slowly to the quiet music. About halfway through the song, the music stopped and they Kate heard the microphone being switched on. She pulled away from David to see an African American man, the saxophone player in fact, standing at the front of the stage.

"Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen, for interrupting this song." He said in a smooth voice, "But is there a Katherine Myer in here?" Kate blushed and looked up, wondering what was going on.

"That's me." She said with a suspicious smile.

"Well, Miss Myer, I do believe that the gentleman next to you has a question." Kate spun around and gasped when she saw David down on his knee. Immediately tears sprung to her eyes and began to roll down her cheeks.

"Kate...I love you more than anything in the world. You're so important to me. The last three years of my life have been amazing, and I want that to last forever. Katherine Myer, will become Katherine Camden? Will you do me the honor of being my wife?" He asked her. Kate was trying hard to stop crying. Finally, she whispered:

"Yes." David jumped up and put his arms around her, kissing her while everyone in the room applauded. He backed up and slipped the ring onto her finger, then took her back into his arms as the band began to play again. They began to sway back and forth to the music.

"You're amazing." Kate whispered into her fiancé's ear.

"I love you." David whispered back. Kate smiled softly and wiped another tear off her cheek.

"I love you too."

A/N: I hope you liked this—I did! Haha. Please review! Also, if you have any ides for this story, please e-mail me at CamdenGirlFanFic (at) (site won't let me display the actual link), subject line as "BTH Story Idea". Thanks.