A/N: ok. here's chapter 8. sigh. i just recently realized how long of a story this is going to be. just stay with me, I promise i'll get this finished sometime. well, here's chapter 8.

Courty051292: thanx. glad u like it. here ya go. keep reading!

disclaimer: i do not own BMW or any characters

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As Topanga was lying in bed that night thinking of Cory, she suddenly heard the front door creak open. She jumped up, startled by the sound. Who could it be? Was Cory home? Was someone breaking in? What was going on? Topanga quietly got out of bed, stepping into her slippers, and tip toed to the bedroom door. Opening it just enough to peek out, Topanga took a deep breath. She squinted, but saw nothing but blackness. A lump began to rise in her throat as she grabbed a baseball bat from the bedroom closet and opened the door the rest of the way. Feeling along the wall for the light switch, Topanag walked quickly and quietly down the hallway. She finally felt the light switch under her fingers and flipped on the light.

"AH!" Topanga heard a man's voice scream and swung the bat. She felt it hit something, but wasn't sure what. Topanga looked down and gasped at what she saw. Lying on the floor was Cory.

"Cory! I'm so sorry-" Topanga started, but Cory cut her off.

"No, no, Topanga, I'm sorry. I woke you. It's my fault. I'm sorry," he said, standing up. Topanga looked at him questioningly.

"Where have you been this whole time?" she demanded. "I was scared to death. Everyone was here. What happened?"

"I just needed some time to think, Topanga. I'm sorry about how I acted," Cory replied. He took her hand in his and lead her over to the couch. The two sat next to each other and Cory looked her straight in the eyes.

"Cory, do you want this baby?" Topanga asked seriously. Cory looked into her eyes for a moment before answering.

"Of course I do. You know that," he replied.

"Well then why did you run off?" Topanga repeated. Cory looked down slightly.

"Because I was scared," he answered.

"Scared?" Topanga repeated.

"Yeah. I didn't know if I was ready to have a kid, you know? I know we've always said we wanted to have a family, but I guess I was just taken by surprise. And I really don't want to mess up this child's life. Topanga, we'll be responsible for this baby for the next eighteen years of our lives. It just kind of scared me, I guess. I needed some time alone to think. I shouldn't have reacted that way, and I'm sorry," Cory explained. Topanga smiled lovingly at her husband.

"Well, I was scared too, honestly. But, Cory, we can't run away from this. We have nine months before the baby comes. I forgive you, but promise me that if you have anymore insecurities or anything that you will talk to me about it instead of running away from them, ok?" she asked. Cory smiled and nodded.

"Ok," he agreed.

"Good. Now, let's go to bed and tomorrow we can call up Eric, Jack, Rachel, Angela, and Shawn and let them know everything's ok," Topanga suggested, standing up.

"No," Cory said. Topanga looked down at him in shock. "Everything's not ok."

"Cory, what are you talking about?" Topanga asked worriedly, sitting back down.

"Shawn," Cory answered.

"What about him?" Topanga asked. Cory didn't answer. "Cory, you're starting to scare me now. What's wrong?"

"Everything's not ok with him," Cory replied. He looked up at Topanga. "I really screwed this one up."

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A/N: I know it was short. so, what's gonna happen with Cory and Shawn? i'll update as soon as i can. hope u liked it. RR!