Disclaimer: Don't own National Treasure, but I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts! There they are all standing in a row. Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head!

Recap:

"Riley? There's something I didn't tell you earlier… about me and Logan."

"What's that?" He asked.

She took a deep breath. "I'm pregnant." Then, she simply got up and ran up to her room.

His jaw dropped. "Wait… what?" He ran after her, up the stairs and to her door. He pounded his fist against it. "Haley?"

She opened it. "Are you mad?" She asked.

He thought for a second. "Uh… no. No! I could never be mad at you. I…um…I'm happy for you, actually," he managed to stammer.

"Really?" She asked.

"Yeah," his voice broke. He smiled, but he could tell that it probably looked forced. This wasn't going to be easy.

Chapter 5

"Why don't you sit down?" Haley suggested.

Riley nodded and followed her to the couch. "So… Uh…" He stumbled to find the right words. "Wow… You're pregnant. Uh… Wow," he said.

"Yeah…" Haley didn't quite know what to say.

"And it's… that Logan guy's?" He asked, knowing he probably sounded immature.

"Yeah…" Haley said again, quietly.

Riley wanted to punch something, but opted just to stare into space.

Haley waved her hand in front of his face. "Riley? Are you okay?"

"Yeah…" He said, not sure he even convinced himself.

"You're sure you're not mad?" She asked.

"Maybe I'm a little bit shocked… and frustrated… But I'm not mad," Riley said.

Haley sighed as she ran her hands through her hair. "I know that was probably really sudden. And I'm sorry. I should have told you some other way, but I felt like I needed to tell you before I lost my nerve."

Riley nodded. "I know. I just need to think," he looked at his watch as he rubbed the back of his neck with his left hand. "It's four-thirty," he said. "I have a meeting. I'll be back around six and we can talk then. Okay?"

She nodded.

Riley walked out the door, ran to his car, jumped in and drove to his contractor's office.

When Riley arrived, he saw that Phillip James, the contractor, was already there waiting for him.

Phillip saw Riley and said, "Hello, Mr. Poole."

"Hi," Riley returned the greeting nonchalantly.

"This is gonna be a great place!" He exclaimed. "A lot of our guys are jealous," he laughed. "It really is an amazing design. Anyway, I just wanted to confirm a few things before we start building," Phillip said, getting straight to business.

"Shoot," Riley said as Phillip began to lead him toward a table with blueprints sprawled out over the top.

"This is your layout. Okay with you? Any changes? New ideas?" Phillip asked.

"Well… is there any way we can make it, like… more for…kids?"

When Riley returned to the Gates Mansion, he found Haley sitting on the couch in the main Entertainment Room, watching Rachel Ray on Food Network.

"Hey," he said. "Sorry I'm late."

She smiled, "It's 6:12."

"I know," he returned the smile. "I said I'd be home at six."

"Right, you had me worried sick," Haley retorted sarcastically.

Riley laughed and sat down next to Haley on the couch. He picked up the remote and turned off the TV before saying, "Haley, about you being…uh… you know."

"What? Pregnant?"

Riley pointed at her like she had reminded him of a word he had forgotten in a casual story. "Yeah, that."

"What about it?" She asked.

Riley turned to face her more, "Well. The kid… your kid… Well, it's gonna need a father, right?"

"I suppose…. Why?"

Riley cleared his throat and reached into the pocket of his jacket, pulling out a small, square jewelry box. "Haley Cowell," He said as he slid off of the couch onto one knee. "Will you marry me?"

Haley's heart began to pump frantically. YES! It wasn't really like they were rushing into things. They'd known each other forever….

And when Riley opened the box, Haley might as well have melted into a little puddle then and there.

"Haley? Haley, don't you want to say something?"

"Yeah. I do want to say something. I'm just not sure how to say it," Haley answered.

"I think 'yes' would do it," Riley answered. "I… I mean…. unless you don't want to. You can say no if you want. Yes or no is okay. Don't think you have to say yes just because I said-"

"Riley!" Haley interrupted him as she placed her hands on either side of his face. "Yes."

Riley smiled as he kissed her. Then he pulled back and mumbled, "Almost forgot," as he reopened the box and slid the ring onto her finger.

Footsteps echoed throughout the house.

"We're home!" They heard Ben yell.

Riley grabbed Haley's hand, "Let's go," he pulled her into the kitchen.

Ben and Abigail were unloading bags of groceries.

"Riley, no offense, but you look too happy to be a virgin," Ben said.

Abigail slapped his arm, "Ben, give it a rest."

"Well…" Riley started before Haley slapped him on the arm.

Abigail's eyes widened, "Haley… was that a ring on your finger?"

Haley tried to hide a smile, "Maybe…" Riley slapped her lightly on the arm.

Abigail smiled. "Come on, are you two…"

Haley nodded and said, "We're getting married!" With a huge smile on her face

"Congratulations!" Abigail shrieked, almost making Haley wish that she hadn't told them. Abigail hugged both of them too tightly. Ben shook Riley's hand and hugged Haley.

Before Haley could say anything more, her cell phone rang. "Hello?" She answered. As she listened to the call, she mouthed sorry to Riley, Ben, and Abigail. A few moments later, a fearful look appeared on her face. "WHAT?" She screamed. She was close to tears. "Logan is… alive?"

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