AN: I'm so sorry for the long wait. I know it's been so long since I've updated, but my computer has gone through several epic crashes, followed by one long...let's just say it went to the hospital for two months. So I'm sorry, because now I have to write and submit from my second period computer class. Risking getting caught and possibly suspended, all for you! :D

So, from here on out, this story is AU, just incase you realize. R+R, and enjoy!

And a Huge Hug of Awesomeness to Alesandra54, for being amazing.

Now (After the Masked Ball)

Maybe Tyler had a point. Of course, finally admitting it after two months didn't help his case. And now, it was too late.

Tyler was like him. The death of that poor girl had really shook up Tyler, and everyone else in his immediate 'circle', because they all knew what was happening now.

I love Jenna. I do, but it's more than that. She's apart of me, always has been. I didn't know how to tell her, and now it's too late. She should've already known, right? It was obvious to everyone else, so why not her? He thought.

Idiot. The wolf said. No she doesn't know, because you've never told her. And that's because you're stupid and afraid. I am disgusted.

"It's not my fault." He said, but knew it was a lie. He loved Jenna, and he always had, but it was too late. She knew the truth, and she didn't like it.

Then (two weeks earlier)

"Why did Katherine tell me to say hello to you before she made me stab myself?" Jenna asked calmly, lying in bed, hands clasped over her stomach.

Shit.

"Jenna…" She shook her head.

"You can't even think up a good way to lie to me, can you?"

"Jenna-"

"I knew I shouldn't have believed you when you said you came back for me. All you do is lie, lately. To me, to Tyler. Do you even know what the truth is anymore?" She asked, tears forming in her eyes.

"No." he answered honestly. "I don't. All I know is that I want to be here, with you. I love you, Jenna."

She nodded, and bit her lip. "But how long until you don't want to be here anymore? How long until you change your mind again?"

"I thought we were past this. That's not going to happen, ever." His voice rose until he was almost yelling.

"I don't believe you. I'm sorry, but…you only tell me you love me after I have a near death experience. I…you need to leave. I'm sorry Mason, but you have to leave. Please." He would have fought it, but the defeated look in her eyes stopped him cold.

So he left.

Now

Hadn't he done everything he could to protect her? To keep her happy? All he'd wanted was to protect her, and now look at him. The asshole who broke Jenna's heart. Again.

And what about Tyler? He loved that kid like he was his own. He'd never do anything to hurt him. Why couldn't he see that? Didn't the kid know him better than that?

No, you stupid man, the wolf snarked. You haven't seen the boy for years. You've missed everything important in his life, after you promised you'd be there. Of course he's 'upset'.

Guilt was not an emotion Mason Lockwood enjoyed feeling, especially when it was deserved.

Then (Jenna, age 18)

"Please, please, please. Don't be positive. Don't, don't, don't…shit." Another pink plus sign to go along with the other three. What am I going to do?

"Jenna-" Miranda opened the bathroom door. "What are you-" she froze when she saw the pregnancy tests.

"Jenna?" Jenna's breath hitched as she tried not to cry.

"I think I'm pregnant."

Now (The Gilbert's house)

"Jenna!" She jerked, startled.

"Sorry, Elena, what were you saying?"

"I was saying, I'm going to Stephen's house. Tyler's coming here to hang out with Jeremy, so you won't be alone, alright?" Elena smiled, and hugged Jenna. "I don't know what's gotten you so upset, but you know you can tell me right?"

Jenna put on her best fake smile, and reassured her niece. "I'm fine, just having one of those days, you know?" Elena believed the lie, and grabbed her purse as she walked out the front door.

Then she slid the home pregnancy test back into her bag.

Now (Lockwood Mansion)

"Kid." Mason knocked on Tyler's door, and waited for him to answer. Then immediately wished he hadn't knocked. Tyler looked like hell.

"What do you want?"

"I just want to say that I'm sor-"

"If you say you're sorry, I'm gonna kill you." Tyler's eyes flashed gold, and his entire body tensed.

"Ty, listen-"

"No., you listen. And don't call me Ty." Tyler sighed, and sat down on his bed. "I don't hate you. I'm just so angry. Anything anyone does just makes me freaking crazy. I'm so screwed up, I yelled at Caroline for twirling her hair while we were doing homework. I made her cry. I didn't mean to, I just feel so…stretched this, like there's not enough skin to cover my body. Everything hurts."

Mason scooted over on the bed to wrap Tyler in a hug. Tyler hugged back like a child, and tried to fight the burning in his eyes. Don't cry, idiot.

"I'm scared." He whispered.

"I know." Mason rubbed a hand over Tyler's hair, trying to comfort him. "I'll be here, Tyler. I'm not going to let you do this alone. You've got me, Caroline, Jeremy, Jenna, and so many others. We're here, and we love you."

Then (Jenna, age 18)

"You're not pregnant." The doctor stated in matter of fact tone. "You're probably just over stressed, and your body just handled it oddly. You'll be fine, just try to relax."

Driving home, Jenna stared out the window. Miranda kept glancing over, as if she wanted to say something, but changed her mind.

"I feel relieved, mostly. I won't lie and say I'm a hundred percent relieved. I know I can't raise a baby. I'm not ready for that, not now. But a small part of me wishes that I were." She ignored her sister's shocked look, and stared straight ahead.

"Just so I could have a piece of him with me. So I could have some kind of proof that he loved me. I know that's stupid, and I'm not going to be one of those girls who gets pregnant to keep her boyfriend with her. I just wish…" she trailed off, unable to finish.

Miranda kept quiet, and reached over to grasp her baby sister's hand in her own.

Now (the next day)

"Well, Miss Sommers, your pregnancy test came back positive. Congratulations, you are fourteen weeks pregnant, which is remarkable after you're accident with that knife a while ago."

This time, she was driving home herself, with no sister to comfort her. Mason was here, but they weren't together because he was a liar, just like last time, and there were no promises made. Just like last time.

When she pulled into the drive, she saw Tyler's car parked there, so she figured he and Jeremy were doing whatever boys do. (Playing video games? Maybe?) Shutting the front door, she tossed her keys and purse on the table, and went to the fridge. She pulled out the orange juice and drank it right from the carton. Finishing, she put it away, and leaned against the counter, eyes closed, sighing.

"You smell different." Mason said from the couch, where he'd been watching her. To her credit, she didn't jump, but opened her eyes to look at him tiredly. He stood up and continued talking.

"You smell a lot like a buddy of mine's wife did when she was…well, she was pregnant. But you're not…I mean, you'd have to be pregnant to smell like her."

"Well, that makes sense, seeing as I am pregnant. Thanks, genius."