Ariella started to knock on the door but drew her hand back for a second, and then she knocked on the door having her mind made up. Mrs. Bucket answered not knowing what to expect since she had met Willy's girlfriend a few times.

"Yes?"

"Mrs. Bucket can I come in? I have to talk to you about something important."

"Uh… sure come in."

She went in and sat down at her kitchen table. Charlie's mother shut the door, and sat adjacent to her. There was something about her that she didn't notice before. She brushed it off and looked at the girl wondering what she wanted to talk to her about.

"The reason I'm here is because I need your advice on something… (Sighs) I'm… pregnant."

"What?"

"And I can't think of how to tell Willy. He doesn't like parents and now he's going to be one."

"When did you find out?"

"This afternoon when Willy came home. He was with me when the doctor called me I told him it was nothing."

"You have to tell him."

"I know. Maybe I shouldn't even have the baby…"

"No! Never say that. A child is a blessing, and maybe this will bring you two closer."

"I hope so."

"My advice to you is tell him as soon as possible. The longer the wait, the harder you'll have to explain the big belly."

"All right. I'll tell him right now. Thank you."

"You're welcome, and if you eve r need to talk to me about this again I'm here."

They hugged, ariella stepped out of the house, looked across the chocolate room and there was Willy walking with Charlie up to his house.

"Ariella you're up! How do you feel?"

"Fine. A whole lot better now."

"Oh good! I was just bringing Charlie home. We've finished the chocolate Easter birds. They are perfect."

"Willy I need to tell you something."

"Can it wait? I'm a little…."

"It's important. Extremely important." She looked at Mrs. Bucket who nodded and gave her an invisible push.

"All right."

She grabbed his hand and led him to the grassy bridge so no one would be around to hear. She sat down and looked at the chocolate river flow gently. He sat beside her, pulled her close to him with his arm around her waist.

"What's the matter?"

"That phone call I got this morning from the doctor… I don't have the flu… I'm…"

"What? You're what?"

"… pregnant."

"You mean we're gonna be p… par…"

"Parents yes."

He stood up, walked back across the bridge with her right behind him, grabbing onto his hand to make sure he was ok. As soon as they got on solid ground Willy did the one thing he's never done before. He let go of her hand, kissed it gently, flashed her a smile, and fainted. She leaned over him slapping his face gently to try and wake him up.

"Willy! Willy! Wake up!"

"Huh? What happened?"

"You fainted."

"Why did I faint?"

"Because I told you I was pregnant."

She helped him up, and ran to their room in tears. Mrs. Bucket saw her run and followed right behind her. She caught up with her halfway down the hall. She was slumped in a corner outside their door, her head in her knees, shaking violently from crying. She tried to hug her but she pulled away.

"I told you it was a bad idea to tell him! I told you!"

"Darling its ok he has to get used to the idea first."

"I know he hates it, and pretty soon he'll tell me to leave."

"No he won't I'll make sure of it."

"Ariella! Why did you run off? I wasn't done talking to you."

"DON'T YOU DARE SCOLD HER!"

He flinched at Mrs. Bucket's voice and backed away a bit.

"I was going to tell her that I'm excited about this. I think it'll be great to be a p… arent."

He leaned down next to her and pulled her into a hug. She grasped onto him as he picked her up and took her into their room. Once in their room, he helped her undress and get in bed. He started to leave and let her rest when she grabbed his hand.

"Please don't leave me; hold me."

"Darling are you feeling well?"

"I feel cold."

He climbed into the bed with her and held her closely to his chest. She shivered against him from the cold that was curling around and inside her body. He brought the covers over them wrapping them around her. He put a hand on her forehead and pulled it away gently.

"Darling you're burning up. Darling…? Darling?!"

He looked down and saw her passed out, curled up like a ball with her arms wrapped around her abdomen protectively. He reached over, grabbed the phone receiver and called the doctor.

"Yes?"

"I need help! Ariella has fainted and she's burning up."

"I'm on my way."

He tried to put the receiver back on the cradle but it fell on the floor. He got up and ran down the hall but fell backwards, as he ran into the second person he was going to get, Charlie's mother. He got from the floor, offering her a hand to help her up.

"Mrs. Bucket I need your help something's wrong with ariella!"

"Where is she?" she and the doctor said in unison. She wasn't expecting to see him standing behind her so she jumped a little at the sound of his voice.

"This way."

He led them into their room and they went to work. As Mrs. Bucket pulled back the covers, she noticed a little puddle of blood underneath ariella.

"Doctor I think she's miscarrying."

"Oh my… let's get her to the infirmary now!"

She picked her up and the 2 of them started to run towards the hospital when she looked back she saw Willy looking confused. Mrs. Bucket handed ariella over to a group of oompa-loompa's who were standing outside the door. She grabbed Willy's arms and pulled him away from the doors. She leaned down so she could try to explain it better to him.

"Willy? Willy? Listen to me. You haven't been through this so I'll have to explain it to you ok?"

"'kay what's happened?"

"(Sighs) she's starting to miscarry which means… if we can't stop the bleeding she might lose the baby."

He looked down at the floor the color draining from his face, he look back up at her with tears in his eyes that were on the verge of spilling over.

"Do anything you can please…"

"ok." As she stood up he yanked her arm back down to his face.

"Money is no object. Spare no expense."

"yes sir."

She walked into the infirmary to assist the doctor; Charlie came around the corner and saw something he'd nevedr thought he'd see. His mentor was crying; he was on the floor, his knees up around his chest sons racking his body. Charlie, hurt by seeing his mentor this way; walked over to the man and hugged him hard. He wrapped his arms around the little boy's frame and cried onto charlie's shoulder.

"Charlie…?" he said in a throaty whisper so soft he barely heard him.

"… I … it hurts so much… what if she loses the baby?"

"sir… I … she'll still be able to have children."

"(sniffles) really? She could?"

"yes. Ask my mother she had one before she had me and look what happened."

"thank you Charlie that makes me feel so much better."

"willy? You can go see her now."

He jumped up from his spot on the floor and ran in leaving Charlie in his spot.

"how is she?"

"she's stable…"

"and the…"

"… baby? It's fine there's nothing to worry about. She'll be fine in a few days she'll need to spend them in bed."

"thank you! Thank you both!"