DISCLAIMER: Me no own. Me sad.

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Alone, with red rimmed eyes, Annie Carson lay in her bed.

It was Saturday morning and birds were singing their happy tunes outside. She could her the faint sounds of her parents fighting downstairs. It was never too early for a fight where her parents were concerned. She was glad that Andy had stayed over at a friends house the night before so he wouldn't have to hear them.

She turned her head to look at her nightstand and glanced at the small white stick resting there. The plus sign standing out as bright as the neon lights of the Strip.

Pregnant.

That had to be the scariest word in the English language when you were sixteen.

One small hand was resting on her still flat stomach, rubbing slightly over where the baby was growing inside her.

Sighing, she started talking to, hoping maybe the one month old fetus inside her would understand.

"Well, little one, I don't know what to say. I wish I could keep you, but I know that's not a reality. I'm still young and have dreams of my own I wanted to full-fill before bringing you into the world. Maybe if your father were alive it would be different. He would tell me that he loved us and take us someplace far away. We would struggle for awhile I'm sure, but we would have love and each other and I know he would say that was enough."

Annie smiled and imagined Gary, laying there beside her. Telling her everything would be okay, while kissing her stomach and talking to their baby.

She let out a shaky sigh, "I hope you understand when you get older why I'm making the decision to give you up. In the long run, you'll have a much better life than what I'd be able to give you. My family...my family wouldn't be good for you to grow up with. All we do is fight with each other and that's hardly a great place for something so small and precious to grow up seeing. If I could think I could handle it, you, Andy, and I would make a break for it and make a life for ourselves. I'm hardly in the position to take care of Andy --no matter how hard I try-- let alone you, little one."

Annie sat up cautiously and reached over the pregnancy test to pick up a small music box her Grandfather had given her when she was ten. She wound the key and opened the lid, a soft, sweet melody filled the air. Leaning back against her headboard, Annie sang the song Gary had sung to her the first time she had snuck over to his house after a particularly horrible fight between her parents.

That was the same night that he had told her he loved her.

"Be brave little one,

Make a wish for each sad little tear,

Hold your head up though no one is near,

Someone's waiting for you,"

Annie closed her eyes and when she opened them she saw Gary sitting next to her on the bed. His bright green gaze smiling at her as he sang along.

"Don't cry little one,

There'll be a smile where a frown used to be,

You'll be part of the love that you see,

Someone's waiting for you,"

A calloused hand touched her cheek and she placed her hand over his, while a large thumb brushed over her lips.

"Always keep a little prayer in your pocket,

And you're sure to see the light,

Soon there'll be joy and happiness,

And your little world will be bright,"

She looked over as Gary took her hand in his and kissed the back of it. His boyishly cute face smiled longingly at her and he covered the hand on her stomach with his own.

"Have faith little one,

'Til your hopes and your wishes come true,

You must try to be brave little one,

Someone's waiting to love you"

Annie closed her eyes as the hands covering her own faded away. Leaving only her own hands to rest on her cheek and stomach. She smiled sadly, "Oh my little one, I know I'll find the right parents for you. I can give you nothing else besides life and hopefully a happy, loving family with the right people. I promise you this."

Meanwhile, in a cushy booth in their favorite diner, two men sat, one's face was down-trodden while the other had a smile filled with hope...

Nick's index finger drew pictures on Greg's palm as he gazed into the hazel eyes, "Don't worry Greg. She wasn't the last pregnant woman on Earth."

"I know." Came the sulky reply.

"We'll find someone Greg. Someone who'll take one look at your shiny, happy face and fall for my charms --Nick waggled his eyebrows, making Greg laugh-- and they'll see deep inside of us and just know how great of a life we could give a child."

Greg looked into the chocolate brown eyes and began to feel the same hope and determination reflected back at him.

"We'll find someone Greg," Nick leaned forward and pressed his forehead against Greg's, " and I promise we'll have a family. I bet there's some baby waiting to be born right now just waiting for a crazy Norwegian and charming Texan to have as their parents."

Greg let out a tearful laugh and kissed Nick sweetly on the mouth.

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A/N: Song is called "Someone's Waiting To Love You" by Lea Salonga. Reviews welcome, but not mandatory.