Ok here's the other alternative ending. It's much longer than the first and is BenAbi-centric. Oh and it might end happily, but you'll have to read it to find out.

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He didn't notice the car pull up or notice the person that got out of it. He was frozen in time. He couldn't go forward and he couldn't go back. Instead he just stood there, carefully balanced on the railing. Someone's voice managed to make its way through his addled brain. It startled him and he almost accidentally slipped off the railing and into the water.

"Get down from there."

The voice was demanding. He instantly knew whom it belonged to. This realization surprised him, and he almost jumped while he still had the chance. But the voice spoke again.

"Benjamin Franklin Gates don't you dare jump."

He was not expecting her to come after him. This development definitely affected his original plans. He always had given in to that voice, and he always would. Why did she have to do this to him? Why couldn't she just leave him alone? He wanted to tell her to go back to that guy and just let him end his life in peace, but he couldn't bring himself to speak. He didn't look at her either; he kept his eyes trained on the swirling waters below. A cool breeze blew through his hair and sent a chill down his spine. The water was probably freezing. At least that would numb the pain.

"Please Ben."

He couldn't ignore her any longer.

"Why?"

He raised his head and looked into her eyes, waiting.

"Why not?"

Damn her. She knew how to get to him. She knew him so well that it scared him sometimes. He remembered when he used to love her ability to understand him when no one else did. Those times seemed so long ago.

"I asked you first."

She sighed. She sounded sad and tired when she spoke.

"I have a lot of explaining to do. I wasn't intending to be telling you like this, but you should know. I'm pregnant."

He was fairly certain that he must have heard her incorrectly. There was no way that she could be…well actually it was possible. He hadn't seen her in 3 months, so how would he know what she had been doing. For all he knew it was probably that guy's. His feet inched toward the edge.

"I'm 5 months along."

His heart nearly stopped. That wasn't possible. Unless she had cheated on him, that baby was supposedly his. How could he not have noticed? His feet slid back from the edge again. He slowly turned to look at her. She was wearing a coat over her dress, but he could make out a distinct bump. The wind blew wisps of her blonde hair into her face, and he had to listen closely to make out her words.

"I should have told you. I guess I was scared. We hadn't even been together for that long. I didn't want to tie you down with a commitment neither of us was prepared for. I was afraid you'd leave, so to spare myself the pain I got rid of you myself. That was probably not one of my smarter moves. What I'm trying to say is, I'm sorry Ben. I know it's probably too late for that and it's not going to change anything, but I just wanted to tell you. So to answer your question, I'm really no longer in any position to tell you what to do with your life. Just know that if you decide to jump, then I'll have to jump next."

He wasn't fully aware of what he was doing, but suddenly he was jumping off the railing back onto the ground and walking toward her. He stopped a safe distance away from her. If he got too close he would lose his resolve and end up losing the battle with his urge to just take her in his arms. He finally managed to find his voice and speak.

"You can't jump."

"Neither can you."

"Why not?"

"I need you."

"No you don't."

"I tried to convince myself of that, but it never worked."

"What about that guy?"

"I called him right after you left and ended things before they got the chance to start."

"Why?"

"He's not you."

"I don't know if I can do this."

"I understand. I don't know what I was thinking. I just wanted one last chance. I guess we're done here then. Promise me you won't jump and I'll leave."

He looked deep into her blue eyes and noticed the sadness and pain in them that he felt in his own heart. He found himself returning her small smile.

"I promise."

"I'll hold you to that. Goodnight Ben. Drive carefully."

She turned and began walking back to her car. All of a sudden he was overcome by the feeling that he would never see her again. Was this his second chance? Was he letting it slip away?

"Wait!"

He ran after her and placed his hand lightly on her shoulder. He felt her tense up and breathe in sharply. He stood there, afraid to speak, afraid to move.

"The…the baby. It's…mine?"

She spun around to face him, a flicker of something that looked like hope in her eyes.

"Of course it is."

He let out a breath he hadn't known he'd been holding.

"Do you think that I could maybe…visit or something after it's born?"

He waited for her to respond. He tried to read her eyes. The flicker of hope had died and was once again replaced with sadness.

"I don't think I'll be able to deal with that."

His heart sank.

"Why not?"

"That's not what I want."

"What do you want?"

"You."

He didn't know what to say. This is what he had wanted to hear from her for so long. He couldn't find the right words to say. The wind picked up and he shivered. He noticed her pull her jacket tighter around her body. Finally he was able to speak again.

"Do you mean it?"

"Yes. I'm in love with you Ben. I wish it hadn't taken me so long to realize that. I know I can't take back what was said and done, but I'll do whatever it takes to be with you again. And if you want nothing to do with me, I'll leave. I'll move back to Germany and you can forget I even existed."

"I'd never be able to do that. You're all I think about. And yes some of the things you said and did hurt me, but I was also at fault. I want a second chance. I want you too."

He paused, noticing her eyes seemed to be glistening with tears. Maybe it was just from the cold. He slowly removed his hand from her shoulder and lowered it. He did not meet her gaze as he reached forward, shaking terribly, until his hand was lightly resting on her protruding stomach.

"And I…"

He couldn't talk again. He was too overcome with emotion. He blinked his eyes furiously, holding the tears at bay. With a gulp he was able to continue.

"I want this baby more than anything else in the world. I certainly am not prepared for this in any way, and I have no idea how to be a good father, but I want to try. All I know is that I love you Abigail and I already love this baby. If that's not enough, then I don't know what else there is to do."

She didn't respond and he began to get worried. He looked up at her and saw that tears were streaming down her face. He hated to see her cry. With his free hand he gently wiped away her tears.

"Everything's gonna be ok Abi, I promise."

Still she said nothing. Her eyes looked down to his hand that was still protectively resting on her stomach. She placed her hand on top of his and smiled up at him through teary eyes.

He watched as she seemed to be attempting to form words, but nothing came out. Instead she flung her arms around him and buried her face in his chest.

Finally feeling whole for the first time in months, he held her in a tight embrace and settled his chin on the top of her head.

Not wanting to let her go but needing to look into her brilliant blue eyes, he tilted her chin up so that he could see her properly.

Their eyes locked and he felt as if they were the only two people in the world. Leaning forward slowly, he captured her lips in a delicate kiss. Their tears mixed together as they cried for the time that they had lost, but also for the second chance they had been given.

Hours later as they lay in their bed after becoming reacquainted with each other's bodies, he was absentmindedly tracing his fingers over her round stomach.

"Ben?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you promise me something?"

The serious tone of her voice caught his attention. He looked up at her.

"Promise me you won't try or even think about doing what you almost did tonight ever again."

He didn't even hesitate.

"I promise."

"I don't know what I would do if I ever lost you."

"You won't. I'll never leave you Abigail."

He lowered his head to her stomach.

"Or you."

Cheesy ending I know, but I couldn't make Ben actually jump...leave a review

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