A/N: God help me! I know another story, but I like this idea, alot. I have the first 9 chapters written, so bare with me. Once I put up the fifth I will start to write again. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: Not mine.

Warning: Slightly EK, with hints of EO eventually.

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"I'm pregnant."

Two words. Two small words, seemingly meaningless when apart, destroyed his future. His plans of leaving this town, his plans of moving so far away from the memory of his father, all plans were crushed. By two words.

His mind was racing. The teenager in him telling him to run, the devote Catholic telling him to stay and marry. His heart, the piece he should listen to, telling him to love the child.

Without thinking the words slipped. His religion and morals compromising his heart. The thoughts of his parents denial and anger clouding his mind. "Marry me."

Two words. Two simple words. That is all anyone needs to change their lives forever. Now, to complete what logic is saying he has to say three words. Somehow, for some reason, those words won't come out. Who would have thought, three words really are hard to say.

"Yes."

Unfortunately for him, one word isn't all that hard to say.