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February 1st, 2003

Sara thought that once the nutcracker was over she should have a lot of free time, but she didn't. They were working her hard. Patrick stood in front of Sara. She smiled. They took hands and began to run around on the stage, Sara fell to her knees and swept the floor with her hands. Patrick chuckled.

"Good." He said. Sara smiled up at him.

"We shouldn't have to learn interpretive dancing." She said.
"It's useless, are you trying to say? This is my favourite type." Patrick said.
"Whatever." Sara chuckled, "You have contemporary after this?" Patrick nodded.

"Julliard's Infamous class." He said, "You ready?"

"Shut up." Sara chuckled. She took a running lead and did a backhand spring. Patrick groaned.

"Cheerleading shit." He winced. She stood up and felt slightly lightheaded, "You okay?"

"I'm fine. Let's go." Patrick copied her handspring. Sara laughed. She felt a little lightheaded. She hoped it would pass soon. "I'm coming." Sara stretched and spun. Suddenly, everything went black. She collapsed in the stage. Patrick ran up to her.

"Sara!" He knelt down, "Sara can you hear me?" There was no response, "Some call an ambulance!!"

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Derek walked down the hallway to the admit desk.

"I got a call that my girlfriend was here. Her name is Sara Johnson." he said. The nurse nodded.

"She's in room three." She said.

"Thank you." Derek rushed down the hallway and into Sara's room. "Sara?" She opened her eyes.

"Hey." She mumbled.

"What happened?" Derek went to her bedside. Sara sighed softly.

"I fainted at school. I couldn't shake this dizzy feeling. The doctors are running tests." Sara said, "Sorry that I missed the special lunch that you had planned.

"It's all right.' he said. "I brought some rolls and pasta." Derek took out some Tupperware.

"You didn't." She laughed.

"Yeah I did." Derek's smiled, "I wanted today to be special."

"Why?" She asked. Derek put a small box on the food tray.

"I wanted to do this at home, but you wound up here." Sara stared at the box.

"Wh-What's that?" She whispered.

"did you hurt your brain when you fainted?" Derek laughed. "It's a box."

"Yeah. I see." She said sitting up, pushing her blonde hair off of her forehead.

"I've wanted to ask you this since the first time we met...Okay, I thought you were annoying when we first met." Derek laughed. Sara smirked.

"I thought you were an asshole." She chuckled, "I don't now though."

"Good." He said as he opened up the box. Sara's jaw dropped when she saw the ring. It was utterly gorgeous. She had never seen anything like it before.

"Derek..." She whispered.

"Let me do this. I have been dreaming and planning this for a long time now." Derek said taking Sara's hand that had the IV in it, "I love you, Sara, and I want the best for the two of us. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you do me the honour of being my wife?" Sara's lip trembled. She couldn't believe this was happening.

"Yes." She exclaimed, "Yes I'll marry you!!"

"Thank god!" Derek laughed as he slid the ring onto her finger. Sara was grinning from ear to ear. She looked at the ring.

"It's perfect." She said.
"It looked perfect on your finger." He said taking her hand again. "You know, Chenille helped me pick this out."

"Really? Well, she has good taste." Sara smiled feeling instantly better. She held up her hand. The florescent lights made the right sparkle. A knock came upon the door, "Come in." Dr Smith walked into the room.

"Hello Miss Johnson, how are you feeling?" he asked.

"Oh A lot better." Sara smiled, "This is my boy...Fiance, Derek." Sara giggled. Dr. Smith nodded.

"Do you know why Sara fainted?" Derek asked. Dr. Smith nodded.

"As you know we ran a few standard tests." He said looking at her chart. Sara nodded, "Well, we just got the results back and it would appear that you are pregnant." Sara and Derek gasped.

"Excuse me?" Sara whispered.

"The pregnancy test came back positive. Congratulations." he said, "We have a wonderful OBGYN here. You should schedule an appointment as soon as possible. A lot of women faint during pregnancy."

"Thank you." Sara said. Dr. Smith nodded.

"I'll give you two some time alone." Dr. Smith left the room. Sara and Derek sat there in shock. She was pregnant?

"I thought we were careful." Sara said. Derek nodded.

"We were except on New Year's Eve." he said.

"Oh yeah." Sara said, "I guess you proposed to me at the right time."

"Yeah." Derek rubbed his hands over his face, "Oh God." he groaned, "We're having a baby."

"So it seems..." Sara said softly, "I'll be twenty next month. I'll be a young pregnant ballerina."

"Are you okay with it?" Derek asked.

"Are you?" Sara asked. Derek nodded.

"We wanted a family. It's just going to happen a little bit sooner." Derek said, "We're going to be great parents."

"I know." Sara whispered. Derek pulled Sara into his arms as she burst into tears. He sighed softly. This was a lot to take in right now. His proposal came at the right time. That's for sure.

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