ANNOUNCEMENT:

Due to the popularity of my story, and the fact I know watch the show on a religious basis, I have moved the story over to its own website.

From here on out, you can view the story

I posted the first chapter, with some changes to it. I'm also going to slow down the story line a little bit, so keep an eye out for the next chapter soon :o)

xoxo

Me

Here is the re-written first chapter:

PS: I didn't space anything out, as I just copied and pasted it from the new website.

"So..." Topanga began nervously, crossing her legs and staring at her hands, "What do we do now?"

"Well, for one thing," Shawn replied, "We can't tell Corey."

Topanga nodded reluctantly, refusing to stare at him. She felt like she was going to be sick at any moment. "I can't believe we were so stupid. Cory will never trust me again. We've been married for less than a year; I'm sure he never expected something like this to happen."

"Are you sure it's mine?"

The silence was deafening.

She paused, choosing her words wisely. The guilt she felt was what made her want to tell Shawn the possibility that the child she carried inside of her might be his, but the honest truth was... she wasn't sure.

"I really don't know. I mean, I'm two months pregnant. As far as I'm concerned, this baby could be either yours or Corey's. I just wanted to tell you, because..." she breathed deeply, trying to keep her emotions under control, "it's only right that you know. That you know something like that can never happen again. Even if the baby is Cory's, there's just too much drama that comes along with something like this."

Shawn rubbed his eyes, hoping the reality of this situation would go away. These things didn't happen to real people, especially not them. "I don't even know why it happened."

Topanga cried in his arms, her voice shaking. "He just left," she said again, not knowing what else to say, "We've never fought like this before. You know we've had our little spats in the past, but this is our first major fight since the wedding. I thought that marriage would stop these petty fights."

Shawn tried to calm her down, patting her hair and wiping tears from her face. "It'll be okay. You know how Cory is. If he really believes in something, he can be stubborn. I'm sure he'll be back."

"He packed an overnight bag, and said he was going home. HOME! To his parents! I love his family and everything, but it's like we're in high school again. I love him, I really do; but does he HAVE to resort to his parents when things go wrong? Is this how it's always going to be?"

"We're still young, Topanga. We all still have a lot of growing up to do."

"Well, maybe we were too young to get married." Topanga stopped, shocked at her own words. After a moment to regroup, she continued. "Maybe we should have waited longer. Or maybe we're not even meant to be together. Maybe we should just get a divorce now instead of putting each other through the torture of fighting."

"Okay, now you're just being ridiculous," Shawn held her closer, smelling the sweet scent of her hair, "Everyone knew from day one that you and Cory were meant for each other. All through high school, we knew you guys would get married, have lots of kids, and grow old and senile together. And don't deny that you didn't know it."

"Yeah, well, there were several times when I thought we didn't have a chance," she sighed, breaking away from Shawn's comforting embrace and sitting on the couch. "Everyone knows that high school sweethearts don't always last. People always warned us that we were too young, that we needed some time to be with other people. Maybe I was just being clingy when I wanted him back after Lauren, but... sometimes, I'd just get to thinking..."

"Maybe you should stop that," Shawn joked, happy to see Topanga smile somewhat through her tears.

"I know, I think too much. But I just always thought that sometimes... we just weren't meant to be. Do you know what I mean? Like something was always trying to push us apart. And even now, with this fight. I just wish Cory could see things the way you do."

Shawn nodded, taking a seat next to Topanga on the couch. She had stopped crying, and was now staring intently at the carpet. Her face was no longer red, and her hair fell in such a way... She looked beautiful, Shawn thought.

"Like you and Angela..."

"What?" Shawn asked, startled.

"We always thought you guys were meant for each other. You faced your own problems, and came through. But she left you... Oh, I'm sorry, Shawn. That's cruel of me to bring it up."

"No, it's okay... Really, it is. I mean, it's true, isn't it? She just up and left me. Because I got fired from that job."

"I know. It's not your fault, either. It was awful of her to leave you just because of that. It's not like you weren't going to get another job."

"But Angela and I aren't you and Cory. Yeah, it hurts that it didn't work out. But obviously, it just wasn't meant to be. You guys... You guys are meant to be." He reached out, turning her chin toward his face, and looked deeply into her large, beautiful eyes.

"I don't know, Shawn... I don't know."

And then they were kissing. Neither knew why; it was so sudden. But Topanga, for some reason, had decided that Shawn was what she wanted at that moment. She loved Cory, but she didn't want him. Shawn had been there for her, through thick and thin, through every fight with Cory, through every problem she had ever faced, and she wanted him to be there for her now. She knew that if Cory wasn't going to stand up for her and support her decisions, Shawn would always back her up, even if he didn't agree. To Topanga, that was true friendship, and she had never felt more attracted to Shawn than she did at that moment.

After a few moments, Shawn broke away from the kiss. "You know, this is probably a bad idea," he said, looking into her eyes.

Topanga took his hand in hers, and looked up at him with new feeling. "Have you ever thought that maybe something should have happened between us?"

"'Us' as in you an me?" Shawn inhaled sharply, looking anywhere but at the woman sitting next to him, expecting an answer he didn't know how to give. "Topanga, I really don't even know how to answer that. How can you expect me to? Cory's my best friend..."

"I know. It's just a hypothetical question; it's nothing to be afraid of. I'll be honest with you if you're honest with me."

"Topanga-"

"Sometimes, like you said, I think too much. And when I've been thinking, I wonder if Cory is really right for me. I love him with all my heart, but sometimes I think I love him as a person, and not as a husband. Which I guess is silly, because we fought so hard to be with one another. But sometimes people fight for something they think they believe in, and then it turns out to be completely different than what they thought."

"You're scaring me," Shawn said. He backed away to the other side of the couch. "I hope you realize this is psycho-babble."

"Do you think it is?" she asked. "I've been completely honest with you. Now it's your turn. Don't lie to me."

Shawn shook his head at her. "Even if I've thought about being with you, that doesn't give me the right to take you away from my best friend. I can't even begin to tell you how wrong this is."

"It's not wrong. Knowing that you're unhappy and forcing yourself to stay in that situation is wrong."

"As true as that may be..."

"Do you have feelings for me, Shawn?"

"Topanga, why are you pushing this?"

"Do you?!"

She leaned over and kissed him again, but this time he didn't back away. He wrapped his arms around her and drew her into him, sinking deeper and deeper in the kiss.

"What the hell were we thinking?" Shawn asked, combing his fingers through his shaggy hair. "It seemed like a good idea at the time."

"Yeah, until Cory came back the next day."

"I just wish we hadn't taken it so far. If we had only been smarter. It was bad enough we kissed. Why did we-?"

"Well, there's no going back now. Cory and I aren't ready for a baby right now, but the damage has been done. I just wish that was all I had to worry about. Now I have to think about whether the baby's even Cory's."

"Have you even told him that you're pregnant?"

Topanga shook her head. "I was planning on telling him after I told you. I know that's not what the typical pregnant wife does... not telling her husband right away... but I thought I should let you know what's at stake here. I'm really worried."

"Don't be worried. It'll all work out for the best."

"And this will never happen again, right?"

"Definitely. Never again."