These events happened before Enemies for Life. Fiona and Scourge have one fun romantic night (it's romantic to them anyways) and from this one special night comes nothing but drama and hardship in their relationship. All because something that will bring them closer together isn't wanted.

Chapter 1: The love.

Song mood: Mya - My love is like whoa

Scourge closed the door to his apartment or more like slammed it. Why was he so pissed you may ask? Well, his jacket and sun-glasses have been missing all day. Fiona even looked for it and she couldn't find it either. He was so pissed about it he hadn't noticed the lights were off.

"This is a bunch of-" He stopped noticing it, finally. He looked around an eye brow raised.

"What the hell is going on?" He looked around and found that there was light coming from the hall were the rooms were. He had to question, where was Fiona?

"Fiona?" the light in the hall faded somewhat, as if a door was closing and it seemed to be his room door. Which was the last room on the hallway. He got curious. He walked to the entrance of the hall way to see it was his room door. He slowly made his way to it.

The door was ajar so he peaked through the crack just to be safe. He couldn't see much he definitely couldn't see Fiona's shadow. Just what the hell is going on? He wondered.

"Um Fiona? Look I don't know if your playing games." He said as he continued pushing open the door to enter. "But I still couldn't…find…" Scourge stopped as he looked to see Fiona wearing his sunglasses and jacket. She had on no pants, boots, matter-of-fact it seemed like she had on nothing.

"Looking for these?" She said smirking at him as he closed the door and smirked back. Her smile grew as he approached her. Smirking his best and showing off his bright white sharp teeth.

He got right in front of her. "So, you knew where they were all along huh?"

"You can say that. Do you want them back?" She asked in a seductive tone.

His smirk got wider. "If you don't mind." She undid the jacket slowly still looking to him. Scourge couldn't resist the urge to look at her bust. He could see the middle just barely the whole package. She stopped there taking off the glasses and handing them to him. He looked to her his smirk still there. He tossed the sun glasses aside.

"The jacket." He said holding out his hand for it. The red vixen giggled. She slowly let the jacket fully fall off her and land on the floor. Scourge pulled her to him. "Very nice." He said. He planted a kiss on Fiona's lips.

Fiona began to mold her lips with his. She let his hands explore her form as hers got tangled in his quills. "You planned this didn't you?" He whispered against her lips. Fiona giggled as Scourge kicked off his shoes.

Fiona clapped out the lights. "Yes." She whispered back dragging him to the bed and tossing him onto it. His smirk remained laying down as she climbed on top of him. Scourge laid back and let her massage his neck. He had to admit it felt great. He closed his eyes his smirk still planted on his face. He felt her hands slide down to his chest. She traced the scars on his chest. He felt her hand go lower.

His smirk couldn't be any wider as she got to her desired area. He chuckled lightly. She slowly rubbed his member making him moan somewhat. She felt her body heat rise hearing him moan like that.

"Someone likes that." She teased him in that seductive tone.

Scourge looked to her. She could see that he wanted more. "You want more?" She asked. Scourge's smirk returned.

"Sure." She let him enter. They both shared desired and lustful moans. Fiona set a slow, teasing rhythm of grinding. Their body heat rising the longer she went. Scourge took hold of her hips as she moved faster.

He let his eyes roll to the back of his head and his smirk fall as his lips formed out her name and voiced it. She began to go faster. She felt pain through this pleasure but the pleasure was greater.

Scourge slowly looked to her when she stopped. He took the opportunity. He slid his hands under her thighs and held her up somewhat. He was still in her. He held her in place and he began to much his hips.

Fiona moaned louder. She used her thighs to keep herself up and Scourge began to grunt. "Oh Scourge!"

He chuckled. He loved hearing her say that, his name that is. She moaned loudly and Scourge enjoyed hearing it. Scourge began to pump faster. Fiona wanted to scream but she was speechless. Scourge grunted as Fiona began to climax unintentionally coating him completely.

He let sit down on him as she tried to catch her breath. He watched her chest rise and fall trying to catch her breath. She leaned and kissed him.

"Damn, I love you." Scourge said. Fiona smiled kissed him again but she wasn't done. She didn't feel him release. He turned her over and they started again. He went slow and steady till one of or both of them climaxed. It felt like he was making love to her rather than just being lustful about it.

By the time they were both done having reached their peck they were breathing heavy and very sweaty. "Damn." Scourge whispered. Fiona was completely speechless. She just wanted to catch her breath.

Scourge wrapped his arms around her then fell onto the bed. He didn't want to leave her warmth. Scourge kissed her or more like pecked her lips so they were able to continue getting their breathing steady. They pecked a few times before going into a full blown kiss. The most passionate one they had ever done. Ever.

Fiona nuzzled her cheek into his chest. She was exhausted and so was he. "I love you, Scourge." She whispered tiredly. He chuckled wrapping his arms around her.

"I love you too, Fiona. I really do." He whispered back before letting his body have the rest it needed.

1 month later…

Fiona was pacing back and forth in her and Scourge's apartment living room she had no clue of what to do right now. She was happy, nervous, afraid but not mad, no not at all. She was happy and afraid. But what she was nervous about was, what would Scourge say? She had been thinking of someway to tell him. She had went to the doctor earlier while Scourge was out for his run which was going to take some time for him to come home. She had been throwing up, having cramps, eating and sleeping more. But she had no clue what was wrong with her. When she found out she kinda cried but out of happiness other than anger or sadness. It wasn't planned or expected but didn't make her near angry. But when she thought about what Scourge would think she got nervous. He had plans and this may put those plans on hold. She continued to pace thinking of a way to tell him. It may have sounded simple enough to just say it out of her mouth. But this was Scourge. She was only 17 and him 17 himself. They were a little too young for this point to come up in their life.

Fiona froze looking at the door to the apartment unlock and open. She turned completely to Scourge. Sweat started to form she was really nervous. Scourge was a little sweaty himself but that was from all the running he did.

"What's up babe?" He said smirking. Fiona didn't reply. He raised an eye brow at her. Did she not know he was here? Then he noticed her go pale. Not again? He thought to himself.

Fiona covered her mouth and ran for the bathroom…again. Scourge sighed and followed. He flinched hearing her throw-up harshly like that was stomach turning. He suggested she go to the doctors himself.

He wanted till after she was done to ask her. 5 minutes later she was groaning and holding her stomach. Scourge gave her a glass of water and she drunk it without stopping. Her throat was burning.

Scourge helped her up and back to the living room to take seat. He waited a little longer even through waiting, period, was killing him all together.

"So, what did the doc say?" Fiona froze again. She gulped and cleared her throat. It was now or never.

"Well, I told him my symptoms." She paused.

"Yeah."

"And he said that they were okay because…" Scourge waved his hand for her to continue. "I'm pregnant." Scourge froze.

Fiona stared at her green hedgey. She didn't know what he was about to say next or do for that matter.

"Scourge-"

"Say that again." She gulped.

"He said they were-"

"No, the last part." She nodded.

"I'm pregnant." Scourge froze again.

"Scourge?"

"Your kidding, right?" Fiona narrowed her eyes.

"Yeah this is something to kid about." She could have did a face palm seeing the relieve run over the emerald hedgehog.

"Good." She really wanted to face palm him this time.

"No, Scourge I'm not kidding." She saw the shock and disbelief roll all over him.

"What!" he yelled jumping up and looking at her.

"Scourge-"

"No, you can't keep it." Now, she was angry.

"What do you mean!" She yelled jumping up. It actually hurt somewhat.

"You heard me! You can't keep it." Did she just hear what she thought she heard?

"Why not? Its your kid."

"I don't want one nor do we need one right now!"

"So what! We can raise him just fine."

"No, we can't. I have things planned for us and it's only going to slow us down."

"Okay, we're going to stop calling the BABY an 'it'."

"I will because I DON'T WANT IT!" Fiona was pissed now.

"WHILE THAT IS TOO BAD BECAUSE I'M KEEPING HIM!"

"NO YOUR NOT!"

"YEAH, I AM AND YOUR GOING TO HELP ME RAISE HIM!"

"NO, I'M NOT BECAUSE I DON'T WANT IT."

"HIM, SCOURGE! HIM!" He growled.

"Fiona, we're not keeping him."

"Yes. We. Are." She didn't tease him for finally saying 'him'. She wasn't in mood right now.

Scourge growled. He loved her too much to leave but didn't mean wanted to be near her right now. They looked to the door hearing a knock come from it. Scourge growled harder and walked over it.

"WHO IS IT?" He yelled.

"Um." The voice seemed scared and feminine from what Scourge and Fiona could make out. "I was wondering if you guys could stop all the screaming. I can hear you from my apartment from upstairs.

Fiona rolled her eyes. Scourge punched the door but not hard enough to leave a dent but hard enough to make Fiona and the neighbor jump.

"MIND YOUR DAMN BUSINESS AND YOU WOULDN'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT IT!"

"Well, excuse me." They voice sounded a little distant. He looked out the door but didn't see anyone. With that taken care of he turned to back Fiona. She glared at him that is all she could do. She was so pissed with him.

"Fiona-"

"No, Scourge. I didn't make him on my own so I'm not going to raise him on my own." Scourge growled turning back to the door and opening it. "Where are you going?"

Scourge looked back to her. She could see the anger clear in his face. "Scourge-"

"I don't want to hear it Fiona."

"What's so wrong about being dad? I'm happy about being a mom." She watched as he shook his head.

"I DON'T WANT TO BE ONE!" Fiona never thought such a statement could stab her so deep. Why didn't he feel the same way she felt?

"Why?" He turned away from her.

"Because I have better things to do." With that he left slamming the door behind him. Fiona could only fall back on the couch. She tried to hold the tears back but they were coming. She roughly wiped them away. She was more angry than anything else.