>>time skip<<

Nicole POV:

It had been three days since Marzia had went missing.
Her body had still not been found.
Felix had developed an overwhelming depression feeling throughout the day.
He had forgiven me. He said I actually did nothing wrong.
I was sitting at the table, eating cereal.
We were now at the Beach Houses, finally. We would go on the cruise soon.
Yesterday, saying that I would go to the store, I went to the doctor's office.

============Flashback===========

"How does it look?" I asked.
He smiled.
"We took a look at what has been going on..."
I bit my lip, nervously.
"And, congratulations, Mrs. Fong, you're going to have a baby."
I smiled and tears ran down my eyes.
"Please, call me Nicole. My last name should be changed soon." I laughed.
He smiled.
"That's so sweet."
I smiled and tears ran down my cheeks.

~~~~~~•••••Flashback Over•••••~~~~~~

"Nicole?"
I looked over to Luke.
"Yeah?" I finished swallowing.
He looked back to me.
"I'm so fucking glad you're okay."
I smiled.
"I'm glad you're okay, too."
"Why didn't you tell me, Nik?" he asked.
I sighed.
"I didn't want you to get hurt. Or anyone else... I knew I was going to die regardless. But I don't know what the world would be like if Delirious didn't have Evan, or Mini have Tyler. I can't imagine a world without all of us put together..." I looked in his eyes.
He grabbed my hand.
I spoke up.
My voice cracked, and I almost started to cry.
"Have you heard anything about Marzia yet?"
He shook his head.
"Nobody has... And I... I don't think anyone will..." he closed his eyes.
I closed mine, too, and put my head on his shoulder.
I had hurt a girl.
I had gotten her either killed or scared or hurt.
I had made a girl experience pain and fear like she had never thought she would.
I made Marzia suffer.
Felix was asleep on our couch.
"I feel so horrible." I sighed.
"I know, but it isn't your fault, Niki. You didn't know that this was going to happen." he said, rubbing my hand.
"I caused it to happen." I said.
"But this wasn't what you expected. You didn't know that this would happen to Marzia." he told me.
"But she's gone... And I don't think she'll be back." A tear ran down my cheek.
"I'm sure she'll be okay. I can't imagine her being..."
He trailed off and I nodded.
We sat in silence for thirty minutes...
It felt like an eternity.
Alot of things crossed my mind.
Sitting back in that chair, I closed my eyes.

It was all hazy.
"Go to mommy." a low voice muffled.
"Yes! That way! Good job! Go to mommy!"
I heard a small laugh.
The world became visible.
"Yes! Go to mommy!!"
A small baby, wobbling as it walked, made its way over to me.
A man sat across from me, kneeling on the floor.
"Good job!" I said, as the child laughed and sat in my lap.
The man smiled at me.
...L-L-Luke..?
He grabbed my hand.
Down on my finger laid a silver wedding band with a beautiful, white diamond sitting on top of it.
He caressed my cheek with his hand.
The little child wriggled in my lap.
I laughed.
I looked down at the child.
"Mommy." the baby gurdled.

"Nicole?"
My eyelids fluttered open.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to waken you." Luke said.
"It's okay. " I said.
But really, I didn't feel okay.
That memory was the best one I'd ever had.
I didn't want to leave it.
I didn't let it slip away.
I wanted it to become a reality.
"Luke?" I asked.
He looked over to me.
"Yes?"
He grabbed my hand.
My heart started beating frantically.
What if he leaves me?
"Can I tell you something?" I asked.
He looked at me.
"Anything."
"Promise me... Promise me that you won't freak out." I said.
He laughed.
"I promise, Nicole. What is it?" he asked.
I pulled him into the other room.
"I don't want anyone else to know right now." I explained to him.
He looked confused.
"Nic-ole...?" he tilted his head.
"Luke."
He looked at me.
I took a deep breath.
I looked so calm and collected on the outside.
But on the inside, my heart was pounding in my ears.
My breath was uneven and I was shaking on the inside.
"Luke..."
He squeezed my hand.
"It's okay, Nicole. Just tell me. What? Do you want to break up?" he bit his lip, nervously, and I felt his heart pound as fast as mine.
"No, it's almost the exact opposite..." I said, sweating.
He still looked confused.
"Luke." I grabbed his face in my hands and put my forehead against his.
"I'm pregnant. I'm having your baby."