Hello, to all my readers! Okay, due to a recent review, I must say this: This story in no way indicates that I approve or disapprove teen pregnancy. It's just a figment of my imagination; and if you want more details on my beliefs, please just read my profile! To the rest of my reviewers, you guys rock:D Okay, read, enjoy and no flames!

Chapter 2: So few.

Cornelia chewed on the end of her pencil, a habit she had kept from her childhood, and thought. This is getting depressing! She thought grimly. Surely there are more men than this that I like! I'm 19--why aren't I attracted to anyone?

But the list of names she had written remained small, consisting of 3 ex-boyfriends, who, by this point, had no doubt moved on. The young mother checked her wristwatch, yawned, and walked into the living room where she had left her daughter watching a cartoon.

"Okay, Ivy, time for bed." Cornelia said sternly. She reached down and toyed with a wet strand of Ivy's hair, so like her own.

"Aw, Mommy..." The toddler protested as her mother bent over to pick her up. "Can I stay up for just a little longer?"

"Nope. You know the rules." Her mother said gently. "But if we hurry, I'll have enough time to read a fairy tale to you." That seemed to be exactly what Ivy wanted to hear, for the little girl jumped up and scampered down the hallway to her room, pulling open drawers and finding her favorite nightgown.

"Mommy! Help me brush my teeth!" Ivy shouted after a minute or so.

"Coming, love!" Cornelia called back. She walked in and put a tiny dollop of paste on the brush, watching as Ivy scrubbed her teeth with a vigorous, adorable furiousity. "Wash your face, too, Ivy." Cornelia said suddenly. She found a rag and wet it, then helped her daughter wipe her face clean of the dust she had inexplainably gathered between her bathtime and bedtime.

"What story?" Ivy asked drowsily. "Cinderella?" She made a small figure in her massive 4 poster bed, and an even smaller, more pathetic picture in her room, which was decently large.

"Okay." Cornelia agreed. She didn't need to read from the book, which she had already rememorized, but she picked it up anyway and let Ivy view the pictures. "Once upon a time, in a faraway land..." She began quietly. There lived a single mother and the light of her life. Cornelia thought ruefully. She finished the story all too soon, and realized that Ivy was still staring up at her. "What is it, princess?"

"Mommy...why does daddy live with Aunt Will and Ian?" Ivy whispered.

Cornelia took a deep breath. The question I've been dreading. She thought. Her pre-prepared story about how Aunt Will needed Caleb more than they did faded on her lips. And Cornelia sighed and smiled right at her little girl. "Well, honey. Daddy and Mommy didn't get along very well until they learned that you were coming, and by then Daddy had already married Aunt Will and Ian was on his way." Cornelia whispered, not sure if Ivy would understand the story.

"But doesn't Daddy love me?" Ivy asked innocently. "Doesn't he want to be my daddy?"

"Of course he does, baby. That's why you spend every weekend with him. He still loves you more than anything else. He just can't live with mommy because he married Aunt Will." Cornelia prayed that this explaination would suffice for Ivy.

"Oh." Ivy frowned up at the ceiling before she looked at Cornelia again. "Why can't I get a daddy to live with us?"

"I'm looking, baby." Cornelia kissed her on the cheek. "Now go to sleep."

The 19 year old walked down the hall and dialed Will's number. "Will?" She asked.

"Yes?" Will said, her smile audible in her voice. "What's wrong, Cornelia?"

"I need help." Cornelia said awkwardly. "Ivy really wants a daddy...and I really don't know of any guys who would be willing to be her daddy."

"What's wrong with Caleb?" Will asked. In the background water sloshed, and she added sharply, "Ian, quit that. You're getting water all over the floor!"

"Ivy wants a daddy to live with us!" Cornelia explained. "And unless Caleb's willing to divide his time between your house and mine, we have a major issue on our hands!"

"Well, you're pretty." Will said pointedly. "Why don't you just find a boyfriend? A bunch of guys from our high school still go to the community college."

"I can't. They made it very clear in high school that they're not ready to be a father to another guy's baby." Cornelia closed her eyes, recalling the torment she had put up with during the last year and a half of school while she struggled to graduate, the dateless proms, the times she was alone right when she needed help. "And I don't want them to be a part of my baby's life now." She finished, opening her eyes. "Can't you help me?"

Will's voice was thoughtful. "Cornelia, I think I know just the man."

Okay! What do you guys think? Who is the guy Will knows? What's going to happen with Ivy's demand for a father...and will Caleb take offense?

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