Dislaimer: I don't own The Outsiders.

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Sara's POV.

We walked into the office and told the receptionist that we were there. It didn't take long for the doctor to call us in. There was only 2 other people sitting down while waiting. Soda grabbed my hand and we began walking towards the door. I didn't know how Soda was feeling about being a father, we didn't really talk about it. I knew it was such a shock and I didn't plan on any of this. It was just a big mistake that we just couldn't erase.

Soda opened the door and held it open for me to enter. "Hello," the doctor greeted as he seen us walking through.

"Hi." I replied while sitting on the bed next to him.

"How are you feeling today?" He asked while putting down his clipboard.

"I'm fine," I said as sweet as I could.

"And how are you?" He asked, referring to Soda. Soda looked up and smiled.

"As good as I can be right now." I knew Soda was nervous. He was only 18 and about to be a father. I think he was mainly scared because of the fact of weather or not he would be a good father. But I knew he'd be a good father.

The doctor smiled and began, "Well, Sara, from the results of the tests you took the last time you were here, everything seems to be healthy. For you, and the baby." I felt relief flood over me. It was good to know that everything was healthy, for me and the baby. "Do you have any questions?"

"Um, well we were wondering if we could know the baby's sex," I asked, but it sounded more like a statement rather than a question.

"You can if you want."

I thought about it for a minute. Maybe I didn't want to know if the baby was a boy or girl after all. Sitting here in this office now, I kinda wanted it to be a surprise. I finally decided that I would ask Soda if he was sure he wanted to know.

"Soda can I speak to you outside for a minute?" I asked while jumping off the bed. I put my hand on my large stomach. Soda nodded and opened the door for us both. When we both got outside and the door was firmly closed I said, "Soda are you sure you want to know the gender of the baby? Maybe we could just make it a surprise."

Soda gave me a look that told me that he was thinking. "Well, we have to figure out at some point."

"I know we do, but I kinda want it to be a surprise now, since the day is getting closer," I reminded him.

"So do you want to wait?" Soda asked.

"I guess so," I finally said. Soda smiled and put his hand on my overly large stomach. He took his finger and put it under my chin to meet my eyes with his. When he did, he softly kissed my lips and I forgot about being in the hallway of a doctor's office. Before I could say anything the receptionist was leaning back on her chair looking at us, laughing quietly.

"This is better than being at the movies," she muttered under her breath. I couldn't help but laugh and I seen Soda crack a smile. I opened the wooden door once more and walked back inside.

"After all we're not going to find out if the baby is a boy or a girl," I declared. "So I guess we'll be going now."

"Okay, thats fine," the doctor began. "But you are due in about a month, so you should be careful around this time. Just in case the baby may come earlier than expected." The thought of having a baby made me cringe everytime. I heard a strange noise come from Soda's throat. I nodded and walked over to Soda. He put his arm around my shoulder and opened the door for us both again. As we walked past the receptionist I couldn't help but laugh. A smile came across her pale face and I couldn't help but smile too.

Soda's POV.

Sara and I walked out of the office and the sun hit us right away. When we were in my truck I decided to drive to my house anyway. Sara was living there with me now, for the time being. We were moving into our small apartment soon, and I thought it would be best if she lived with me in case something happened. Her father wasn't estatic about the idea, but what father would be? I put the key in the ignition and the truck made the same rumbling sound like it always does.

The truck went silent for a few minutes, but before I could break the silence, Sara spoke up. "Are you nervous, about you know, becoming a father?" I knew Sara would bring up the question at some point. I was constantly thinking about it myself. I tightened my grip on her hand and didn't need to think about it for very long.

"Who wouldn't be?" I told her. "I'm sure you are nervous about being a mother."

"I am, there's no question there," Sara responded quietly. "But I know we're both going to be great parents, we've had good parents ourselves." We've had good parents. I sighed and couldn't help my thoughts. I knew my mother would of been so happy about us having a baby, even if I was only 18. My Dad on the other hand, not so much. He thought that you should be a certain age to have a baby, and he was right. I decided to break my thoughts before I got carried away.

I parked in front of my house and got out of the car. I went over on the other side and opened the door for Sara. She hopped out, holding into her stomach like she always did. I grabbed her hand and we slowly trudged up the steps to the door. Before I opened the door Sara stopped and looked at me. "Just promise me something." Her soft voice echoed through my head.

"Anything."

"Just promise me that you'll never leave me," she began. "No matter what may happen."

"Sara, I love you. I love this baby, and I'll never leave you. I want to be with you, forever."

Sara chuckled to herself. "Forever?"

I bent over and kissed her head softly, "Forever."

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A/N: Sappy, I know.