Disclaimer: I do not own Reunion. FOX did. I'm just borrowing the characters for this story.

She walked alone. It was night time in Bedford and she was on her way to see a man. A man whom she needs to talk to about something important. Something that she has kept from him all these years. Now, it was time to tell him and nothing was going to stop her. Wrapping her cardigan tightly around herself, she approached the house occupied by that particular man. She stopped in front of it and stared for a few moments.

She wished she had told him the secret that had been plaguing her for so many years. Tell him about the daughter he never knew. She didn't mean for it to get as far as this. It just happened. There were many opportunities and she just wasted them. She could've told him and she knew that. But was she wrong to think that if she kept it to herself, this secret would just dissolve itself and they could all lead happy lives? He was one of her closest friends and as much as she doesn't want to hurt him, she cares about him enough to tell him herself rather than him hearing it from someone else. So, there she was standing in front of his house, preparing to risk their friendship. There was no turning back now. She had to do it.

Taking a deep breath, she walked up the steps and found herself on the porch. She clenched her hand into a fist and lifted her hand up to knock on the door, hopefully loud enough so he could hear it. Waiting, she heard footsteps inside and the more louder they became, the more nervous she got. The door opened and there he was, standing right in front of her.

"Hey," he greeted surprised to see her. "What brings you by? Are you okay?"

He was always so sweet and caring. He didn't deserve any of this. The way she has treated him was uncalled for. She looked up at him, feeling ashamed of herself for what she's put him through.

"I'm okay," she replied at last. She casually bit her lip and shook her head lightly. "We need to talk." she added in a serious tone.

She watched as he stood to one side to let her in and closed the door behind her.

"Are you sure you're okay?" he asked walking closely behind her. She knew it would probably be hard for him to look at her all nervous and confused but how else is she meant to feel? She's about to drop a bombshell on one of her friends which would either make or break their relationship. "Do you want a drink or something? You look like you could do with one." he added in a somewhat bid to comfort her.

She looked at him and shook he head.

"No, thankyou," she replied walking towards the sofa and sitting down feeling uncomfortable being in his house in his presence. She looked at him as he sat on the vacant spot next to her and she felt restless, but she daren't move or do anything. She turned her head and gave an inaudible sigh. She knew the ramifications of telling him. Of course, he'll get angry. That was expected. Then he probably wouldn't want to speak to her again--for awhile at least. She had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach, but if she didn't tell him now, another opportunity would be wasted and she didn't want that.

Not again.

"What did you want to talk to me about?" he had taken her off guard with that question, but she knew she had to answer it. "Whatever it is, I'm here for you. Always."

Tears welled up in her eyes when he said that, but she quickly wiped them with her cardigan sleeve and turned away from him.

Always. That word replayed in her head. He has been so good to her and now she's going to repay him by admitting that she has kept the truth from him? It was at this moment that she began to have second thoughts. It would be noble to tell him, but she couldn't bear to lose him. She just couldn't.

"You know, I really shouldn't have come here," she stated standing up and proceeding to walk away. "I can't do this, I'm sorry."

As she was going to walk away, she felt his strong hand grabbing hers, she turned around and she saw him standing in front of her. His breath caressing her face.

"Talk to me." he said letting go of her hand slightly.

She shook her head.

"I can't." she whispered.

She really wanted to turn away and run out, but she couldn't do that either. She avoided his gaze as it was just too awkward to look at him at that moment. She felt his hand lightly cupping her chin as he slowly made her turn to look at him.

"Please tell me," he said worriedly. She tried to fight back more tears, but she knew that wouldn't last. There was an uneasy silence between them. Neither of them said a word for a few moments. "Sam, please?"

Hearing him say her name like she really mattered to him made her realise that the truth has to come out, no matter the consequences. She sighed and looking into his eyes. This was going to hurt him. But, it would hurt more if she kept lying to him much longer.

"Will, you...we," she began as tears fell freely down her face. "Will, we have a daughter."