Shawn was awakened by the sun shining through the window. She stretched her sleepy limbs and yawned. She looked around the dimly lit room and realized it wasn't her own. She turned to her left and saw someone with blond hair sprawled over his face. Shawn's eyes went wide and she prayed that it wasn't who she thought it was. Brushing the hair from his face, her breath caught in her throat when she saw a sleeping Derek. She couldn't breathe, her heart sank, and her fingers trembled. He started to stir, and his eyes fluttered open.

They both stared at each other both in disbelief until he held the side of his head and groaned. They turned on their backs and stared up at the ceiling. Neither of them said anything. Shawn couldn't breathe, and Derek had a mind splitting headache. Even if they wanted to speak, what would they say? I'm sorry we got drunk and slept together? No that wouldn't help at all. Either way this went, they would never be the same.

Shawn shook her head and cleared her mind. She turned her head toward him, "What happened?" He rubbed his temples and sighed, "I don't know, I don't remember." Shawn would have laughed if the situation wasn't so serious, "Isn't that great. Where are my clothes?" She thought.

"Well I guess that settles that." Derek said dryly, She wrapped herself up into the sheets and got out of the bed and started to pace. Derek watched her and a small smile threatened to form on his lips. He watched as she started to have a freak out, "What are she going to do? I mean, what does this mean?" She wasn't even asking him, she was kinda mumbling to herself. Her back was to him and she wasn't even paying attention to him. He took that moment to get out of the bed to put on his boxers and pajama pants. She turned around and faced him, "I don't want anything to be awkward between us." She sat down on the edge of the king sized bed and buried her head in her hands.

He didn't know what to say. What was there to say? Was he supposed to apologize? Was he supposed to wish he could take it all back when he didn't even remember it? He hesitantly sat next to her while he tried to figure out what to say. It was so awkward. Shawn looked at him and they just sat there in silence, both thinking about how they could possibly go back to being the same. He took a deep breath and scratched the back of his neck, "How about we just forget all of this happened?"

Shawn still hadn't forgotten that day. And sitting in the doctor's office, she couldn't help but feel like that fateful night had something to do with why the doctor had called her back to the office. She had been feeling really sick as of late but had cast it off as the flu. But that didn't explain the weight gain and food cravings. When it lasted more than a week, Melissa had told her that it wasn't normal and told her to go checked out. She took Mel's advice and she went. They ran some tests and now she was waiting for the doctor to come in and tell her what was wrong with her.

Butterflies rose in the pit of her stomach and her palms began to sweat. She dug her nails into the cushions of the seat as she became unbelievably nervous.. Looking around the room, she saw posters about anatomy, and ways to take care of your body. On the desk in the corner were pictures of her Doctor and her family. The walls were white and textured to look similar to bricks. The linoleum floor was shiny and clean. It looked like the typical doctor's office and in a weird way, it comforted her. She inhaled through nose and exhaled through her mouth as she tried to calm her nerves.

There was a knock on the door and she could have snapped her own neck with the speed she reacted with. Her doctor came in the room and smiled at her, "Hi Shawn, how you doing?" She pulled up a chair and rolled in front of Shawn.

"I'm fine. But I still get a little nauseous every once in awhile." She forced a smile as she still tried to calm the nervousness rising from the pit of her stomach.

"Well, your test results came back, and I have great news," She smiled and handed over the papers in her lap, "You're pregnant."

Shawn all but jumped out of her seat, "WHAT!?" HEr eyes widened when she read the paper over and over again. "This can't be happening. This can't be happening. This can't be happening." She hunched over in her chair and rested her elbows on her knees as she buried her face in her hands.

Her doctor looked at her concerned and a little surprised, "So I take it that this wasn't planned." Shawn's head shot up from in her hands and she rubbed her temples, "It wasn't.. At all." This had to be a mistake, she couldn't be pregnant, there was absolutely no way. "This has to be some sort of mistake. I'm on birth control."

"Well it failed." her doctor said dead panned. "I had it tested three different times. There's no mistaking it... You're pregnant." Shawn massaged her temples in the hope that she was dreaming and she would open her eyes and she would be back at home in her apartment. And she would have tons of homework and a test to cram for. That wasn't the case, and she wasn't prepared for what her doctor said next. "Do you know who the father is?"

"Yes." She swallowed the lump in her throat and her heart sank. They weren't even speaking and now she had to tell Derek she was pregnant. She was definitely keeping the baby, so he was definitely going to be a father. "But I have no idea how I'm going to tell him." her eyes welled up with tears and the corners of her eyes stung as she tried to hold them back.

"You don't have to tell him yet. You have to take care of yourself, or you can terminate the pregnancy. But this is your decision."

Shawn looked up and wiped the single tear that escaped her eyes, "I'm keeping it." Maybe she would regret her decision later, but she didn't have the heart to get an abortion. She would be a single parent if she had to, but she would cross that bridge when she got to it. For the time being, she had to figure out how she would tell her parents...