Author's Note: Do you ever get that feeling before you post something that it's really disgustingly sappy? Well, I got it with this one. It's...disgustingly cheesy.

Day One-Hundred Fifty-Three: Faithfully by Journey

Caleb and Hanna had come with me to drop Toby off at the train station. They knew I'd be really sad to see him go. They also knew I'd be in no condition to drive after we said goodbye.

I had to keep my eyes focused on the tracks instead of on him. Every time I looked at him, I couldn't help but think that it was the last time I'd ever see him.

"Spencer."

I finally willed myself to really look at him. I could only look for a moment before it became too much. I hated that he had to go right after we found out that I was pregnant. I couldn't bear the thought of my son or daughter not having their father. I couldn't even bear the thought of not having him in my life anymore.

"Are you sure you have to go?" I already knew the answer to that question. Still, I had to ask it.

He just nodded. Maybe he knew that I couldn't stand hearing him say "Yes."

I took a deep breath. They were calling everyone on for the last time. "I guess you have to leave, then," I choked out.

I hadn't even realized I was crying until he wiped away a tear from under my eye. "I'm going to write as often as I can, Spencer. And if you find out anything about the baby—"

His voice broke off and hung in the air. He kissed me one last time before he had to go. I looked at him, teary-eyed. After watching the train leave and getting the image of the wheels getting more and more distant ingrained in my mind, Hanna came over and rubbed me on the back. "Some on, Spencer. You can sleep over our apartment tonight," she insisted.

"N-no," I stuttered weakly. "I need to be alone tonight. Well…"

You're never going to be alone. Not even for one second while I'm gone.

I put my hands on my stomach, almost protectively, like I was protecting the piece of him I had left.

"Well, I won't be alone," I said quietly.

"Shut up, Caleb," I said as I nudged him. "You're such a clown."

Hanna laughed at her boyfriend. "Oh, lighten up, Spence. You haven't smiled since yesterday when you got that letter from Toby."

I smiled just thinking about it. Hanna cheered, "Hey, there's a smile!" Then, she sighed. "You only smiled because you were thinking of him, right?"

I nodded.

I was really excited to hear back from him. I had sent him our baby's sonogram. This wasn't the first one I had gotten, but it was the first one that showed the sex of the baby. We were having a boy. He seemed completely elated when he heard the news. He just kept writing 'I love you' all over the letter. I could only imagine how many times he'd let me know that if he were there in person when I found out…

I know it was partially my fault that we were in this situation in the first place. We could've waited to start a family, until we were both ready and both a bit more adjusted to the situation, but I knew we could make it through it. We would stand by each other, no matter what.

"Do you know when he's coming home?" Hanna inquired.

I was silent before I shook my head. "I hope he can come home for when the baby is born." I looked down at my stomach. I was only four months pregnant, so my stomach wasn't that big just yet. I hadn't really gained any weight except for in my stomach, so when I was wearing something like Toby's t-shirts (like the light blue one I was wearing at the moment), you could barely notice it.

"We'll be there for you, Spencer, even if he can't physically be there for you," Hanna promised, taking my hand.

"Yeah. And he's there for you in spirit," Caleb assured me.

I sighed. "It's just so sad for me to think that he won't be home for when our baby is born," I told them. "It's so romanticized in all of the movies…" I mumbled, thinking aloud.

"What is?"

"Being with someone in the service. I know he's doing our country a service, but…sometimes I just want to be selfish and pull him out of there. How romantic will it be if he goes missing or gets killed?"

"He's going to be fine," Hanna promised.

"You don't know that for sure, Hanna."

"But I do, Spencer. He's a survivor," Caleb assured me.

I smiled at the baby.

Toby and I had decided on a name through letters. Joshua. I always called him Josh instead. He was the sweetest baby ever.

I heard the door open. I was in the nursery, but I was expecting Emily to be over with some things anyway.

"Spencer?" Emily asked.

"I'm up here, Emily! You can leave the stuff downstairs!" I called out as I put Josh down so he could get some sleep. His eyelids began to droop over his crystal clear blue eyes. I smiled weakly. I just wished someone was here to share this moment with me.

I heard footsteps and someone open the door. Thinking it was Emily, I didn't even bother to turn around. "Em, I told you to just leave it downstairs."

"She is downstairs," I heard a masculine voice say from behind me. Before I got the chance to turn around and look at him, I felt Toby wrap his arms around me.

"This can't be real," I thought aloud.

He just kissed me on the cheek. "Is it real enough yet?"

I tore away from him so I could see his whole face. After staring for a few moments to make sure that he was really there, I broke out into the widest smile. I just hugged him.

"Don't ever let me go."

I felt like I'd finally gotten back the other half of me.

"I missed you so much," I told him as I tried not to cry.

"I missed you, too," he responded.

"Josh is sleeping now, but I can't wait for you to really meet him," I said as I pulled him closer to the crib. His eyes lit up upon seeing his son.

It was weird seeing him again. I hadn't seen him in so long. It almost felt like he was a stranger. He'd changed so much physically since I last saw him. I guess I wasn't expecting it.

I just reached for his hand as he watched Josh sleep. I was so glad he was home again.

Exploding BonBon: Thank you! I love The Civil Wars. I had heard that they'd broken up a while ago, but it was before their second album came out (though I heard it was recorded before they broke up), but I thought I saw new EPs in the iTunes store? I'm really sad about it though! I really like them! Wait, I just checked and you're right :( They decided to "permanently part ways." That sucks. Their songs were so well-written. I loved them. I make a few mistakes here and there (usually because I end up writing at like 1AM), but I would like to say that my grammar is pretty good. I think it is. I'm a bit of a Grammar Nazi, too :) Thanks for reviewing!

MilaMizz:They play with a soft ball at my school (it's a really old volleyball that they keep in the gaga pit). The worst part, though, is when you get woodchips in your eye (they have woodchips in the pit). Ugh. It hurts. I don't know. All I know is that my back has been bothering me (though now, I think it's because of my monthly friend), but before, it was a really bad muscle ache. I can't describe it.

AL3110: Yeah, okay. "You don't do sweet." LIES. I'd get a tattoo now (except my mom would hate it, since she thinks everyone who has a tattoo is automatically ugly). I'd probably get something small or something really discreet. I'll tell you about it another day. Just remind me. Toby and Spencer would just be total New York babes. Especially Spencer. She's not into that nonsense LA shite. I can tell. Finchel makes me so sad. Don't talk to me.

The next one-shot is going to be Give Your Heart a Break by Demi Lovato and I'd reallyyyyyyyyyyyyyy like some ideas (the # of y's in that word is how much I need them. I'm serious). Thank you for reading! -Kayson