I'm glad you guys enjoyed the first chapter, and now I hope you will enjoy the second chapter just as much...maybe more! lol! Enjoy & don't forget to REVIEW! Oh, and I know that Ryan is usually not a very emotionally open person, but in this story, let's just says he's more open than in the show!

Chapter 2

After his tutoring lesson, Ryan layed on his bed and thought.Oh no...what if Marissa really is pregnant? What are we going to do? he thought to himself. I have to tell her that she might be, he thought again. But he just didn't know how to. And he was afraid to. He was afraid to face the facts that it might actually be true.

After sitting there for a while, he knew what he had to do. And he headed over to Marissa's to do just that.

Marissa sat in her bed listening to soft tunes coming out from her iPod stereo. The sound of ocean waves always calmed her, but she was too sick to go to the beach, so she just listened to it on the iPod stereo. She was facing the wall, so she hadn't noticed when Ryan came in.

He sat down on the edge of her bed. She felt him sit there and rolled over so that she was facing him.

"Hey," she said. "I thought you would have called."

"Yeah, well," Ryan started but Marissa stopped him.

"What's in the bag?" she asked suspiciously. Ryan looked away. "Ryan..."

He reached his hand into the plastic bag and pulled out a pregnancy test. Marissa had a very surprised expression on her face, even though she had the same thought. Since they had sex, she had not stopped thinking about the fact that she could be pregnant. Then once she started throwing up, she had felt the worry eating through her mind. She reached out her hand and took it from his, without saying one word. She then walked slowly into the bathroom, and shut the door.

Ryan sat in worry for 15 minutes. He figured she had to wait for the results to come back. He heard a noise, and saw her walk out with out the test in hand. She sat down back in her same place on the bed, and started to cry. Ryan embraced her in his arms. Thats all he could think of to do at a time like that. Marissa was pregnant.

"What am I going to do, Ryan?" Marissa asked. She was so overwhelmed at the whole ordeal that she just couldn't think straight. Tears fell from her eyes.

"I...don't know," he answered her truthfully. He really didn't.

"What am I going to tell my parents? Well, at least my mom anyway. But still, I'll be grounded for, like, ever. Then I'll have to leave my new school and I'll be known as the pregnant whore! Just when I thought I was making a new start... It's bad enough someone already hates me..." she said.

"Who hates you?" Ryan asked.

"This girl, Heather. She's like a major bully and her and her whole possey know that I shot someone. Now they're gonna make my life a living hell...and why does it matter right now? I'm pregnant! I'm HAVING A BABY!" She sobbed in Ryan's arms.

"Ok, number one, we are having a baby," Ryan said.

"Yeah, well..." Marissa started. She looked away.

"Well what?" Ryan asked.

"What if...well...you know..."

"What if...?" he asked growing impatient.

"What if you leave me?" Marissa's blotchy face turned a deeper shade of red.

Ryan was surprised she would say that. He loved her so much. Although, they did have many bumps in the long road of love, which may have caused that to stick in that back of her mind.

"I'm not," he said. She just stared into his face. "I'm not going to leave you. I love you and this is our baby," he told her.

She hugged him said, "I love you too." Then she cried some more.

Ryan had to leave Marissa's to be home for dinner. They had discussed when to tell everyone, and they both decided that now wasn't the time. Except the fact that they had both agreed on telling Summer & Seth. Marissa said that she would tell Summer the news later on when she came home, and Ryan agreed to telling Seth after dinner.

Ryan sat down with the Cohen's at the long dinner table. He tried not to make eye contact with anyone, as it was easy to tell when something was on his mind. Of course, they noticed anyway.

"Something wrong, Ryan?" Sandy asked in an annoying parental tone of voice.

"Uhh no nothing's wrong...everythings - great," Ryan answered.

"It doesn't look so great, my buddy," Seth added in.

Sandy glared at him, then turned his attention back to Ryan. Kirsten looked worried. "Ryan, I just want you to know that if there is something wrong, we are here to help you," Sandy told him.

"Uhh thanks," Ryan replied. He just sat there and played with his food. He was too initially shocked and nervous to eat. Sandy spoke up again.

"Ok, Ryan, you know know I'm not really the prying into your business type, but this time I think I'm going to have to. What's going on?" he asked. A hint of worry was in his voice.

"Nothing's wrong," he said stiffly.

Sandy looked at Kirsten who looked back at him. Then they simultaneously turned their attention back to Ryan.

"Trouble with Marissa?" Kirsten asked.

"I guess you could say that.."

Seth gave him a what-the-hell-are-you-talking-about look.

"May I please be excused?" Ryan asked.

Sandy nodded and let Ryan pass him on his way to the pool house.

He looked at Kirsten in fear and said, "This worries me."

Kirsten nodded saying that was how she felt too.

"Dad, why don't I go talk to him? Maybe it's a problem only a brother could help with? After all, we are brothers kind of right?" Seth suggested.

"Good idea, son," Sandy said, giving Seth the approval. Seth got up and trotted his way to the pool house after Ryan.