Seville Seven Plus

About This Story: Following an accident, some news surfaces that is destined to change things for the entire Seville family. The chipmunk siblings deal with this new information and try to process things. Warning: some chapters contain more adult themes than others. Age-wise they are 15. I don't own any part of the Chipmunk franchise, just borrowing them from Nickelodeon, Janice Karman, & Ross Bagdasarian, their family, & their company.

About This Chapter: Rated PG-13(T) for medical stuff, mild sexual references.

Pairings: Alvin/Brittany

1. Shocking Revelation

Dave woke up after dozing off in the recliner. "Not again..." He mumbled as he glanced at his watch. Luckily, not much more than fifteen minutes had passed since he last noted the time. He still felt guilty, since he was supposed to be keeping vigil over his unconscious young charge in the hospital bed next to him, on an evening in early November.

He turned to his left to stroke his fingers across the pale right cheek. The monitor continued to quietly and steadily beep and buzz. Dave didn't follow the medical field, so he didn't know if the vitals shown on the screen were OK or not. Just in case comatose patients could still hear, he smiled and reassured, "It'll be OK, Brittany. I'm here, it's me, Dave. I've been your father, and you've been my daughter since you were five." A thought occurred to him. "Whoa, has it really been ten years? I can't believe you're fifteen! To think, you'd be learning to drive if you weren't too small to be driving a typically-sized car. According to some standards, you're practically a young woman - or young chipmunk woman. But to me, you'll always be my little girl, and I will love you no matter what. And I'm glad they were able to reach me as your emergency contact, so I came as soon as I could. I think the others are outside in the waiting area, right now."

A knock at the door interrupted Dave's thoughts. "How are we doing in here?" A nurse cracked open the door to the hospital room and gave an empathetic smile.

"She's still out." Dave shrugged. "But you are welcome to come in." As the nurse approached the bed with a clipboard, Dave asked, "Now, refresh my memory on how this happened?"

The nurse glanced at a notebook and read something out of Brittany's chart. "Let's see...she was hit by a car while jaywalking outside a convenience store. The driver didn't see her until it was too late."

"Hmm... I still have trouble seeing how that could happen." Dave scratched his head. "I mean, Brittany usually has enough common sense to look both ways before crossing a street. Something just doesn't match up right..."

"Well, now I'm not the one to diagnose anything..." The nurse began, "but her vital signs look stable, and we have the results of her blood test, and everything there looks stable, aside from mild anemia. Although I think what is to blame for her accident is less oxygen from her blood supply flowing to her brain, since more blood is flowing to the fetus."

"WHAT?" Dave's jaw dropped. "Are you telling me that my daughter Brittany is pregnant?"

The nurse nodded. "Yes. Congratulations, Grandpa! The doctor plans to come by later to answer any other questions you may have about this."

Dave collapsed in shock in the recliner. "To be honest, I have so many questions about this, but I don't think I can get the answers from you, the doctor, the chart, or anyone or anything else other than Brittany herself when she wakes up."

As the nurse left, she shot one last smile back at Dave. "I'll leave you alone to process the information, but let me know if there's anything else I can do for you."

"Thank you." Dave nodded after her. He sighed, burying his face in his hands.

Within a few more minutes, Dave could hear some stirring to his left. "Ohhh..." He heard some mumbling.

He looked up and gave Brittany an encouraging smile. "How do you feel, Brittany, Dear?" He reached his left hand over to reassuringly pat Brittany's right hand.

"Oh, Dave!" She managed to smile, squeezing his hand in hers. "My head hurts, and it won't stop spinning." She let go of his hand to cover her mouth.

Dave rushed for an empty waste bin to hold for her while she vomited. He patted her shoulder until she said she was finished. Dave asked if she wanted to sit up or lie down, and he adjusted the bed and placed some extra pillows behind her so she could sit comfortably. He offered her a drink of water as well, and asked if she would like to see the nurse or get something for her nausea, but Brittany assured him she was OK for now. "Just out of curiosity, Brittany, what is the last thing you remember?"

"Well..." She looked like she was thinking, placing her right hand on her forehead and feeling the crown of bandages. "It hurts to think."

"It's OK, then." Dave found his spot on the recliner and took Brittany's hand in his. He sighed, realizing maybe he should be the one to tell her, rather than wait for the doctor or nurse. "Uh, listen, Brittany... The nurse said they got your blood test results back, and they found that you are pregnant. Do you know anything about that?"

At this revelation, Brittany's eyes went wide and she burst into tears. "Oh, Dave, I'm so sorry! I think I had just found out earlier today with a home pregnancy test. I was gonna go back to the convenience store and get another test, just to be sure. But I was just so freaked out thinking about it that I wasn't paying attention as I crossed the road to the store. I didn't see that car until it was too late. I remember it all now! I'm so sorry, Dave! Now I guess you'll kick me out on the street, expecting me to get a job and support myself and my baby as a single mom..."

Dave held her right hand with his right hand now, while using his left hand to rub her shoulder. "Why would I ever do that, Brittany? You're my daughter, and I love you no matter what. Your baby would be my grandchild. It's gonna be OK. We can work something out. You know that your family is here for you, right?"

Brittany's crying calmed a bit. "I don't know, Dave. I'm still just so scared about this." She glanced up into his eyes. "Thank you for being willing to keep me through all this."

Dave gave her a reassuring hug and kissed her temple, below the bandages. "I've had many issues and adventures with all six of you kids over the past ten years, and despite all the trouble, I've still kept Alvin." Another thought occurred to him. "By the way, Brittany, do you know who is the father of your child?"

Brittany started to chuckle. "There's only one guy I've ever been with, and it's Alvin. But I'm not actually 'dating' him per se."

Dave shot her a concerned look. "Do you mean that he raped you?"

"Oh, no!" She assured him. "We both consented. It was honestly just a one-time encounter we had about two months ago. It was during that time that you and he had an argument, and he stayed in the treehouse for the week. If anything, Alvin and I are just friends...with some benefits, but we aren't officially a 'dating couple'."

"OK... I guess that means I'm partially responsible for this baby. Have you told him yet?" Dave asked.

"No. I just found out myself earlier today. I wanted to be sure before I told anyone." She sniffled.

"He should be out in the waiting room right now." Dave stated. "I could go get him so you can tell him now."

Dave stood up as Brittany nodded. "OK." She sighed. "Just please don't kill him. I didn't mean to get him in trouble."

Dave paused before opening the door. He smiled and shook his head. "I was the one who had an argument with Alvin and practically drove him into the treehouse with you. This is partly on me. But this news is big, and I think Alvin should know, so we can hear his thoughts on this before telling the rest of the family. It's OK, Brittany, I don't plan on killing the father of your child - no matter how much he deserves it."

Brittany chuckled to herself as Dave disappeared out the door.

Dave walked down the hallway and into the waiting area, where his other five charges were waiting. Simon was pacing up and down the area nervously, Jeanette was trying to distract herself by reading a magazine, and Alvin was sitting between Theodore and Eleanor on a couch, who were trying to hug and reassure him that Brittany would be OK. As soon as they saw Dave, they all stood to their feet and looked anxiously at him.

Dave smiled to calm them. "Guys, she's awake. She said she wanted to talk to Alvin before talking to the rest of you."

All eyes turned to Alvin, as he slowly made his way over to Dave. "Why me? Is she mad at me? As far as I know, we were getting along just fine..."

"It's OK, Alvin, just come talk to her." Dave shrugged and motioned for Alvin to follow him. He didn't want to give away too much information just yet.

Dave tapped on the door to Brittany's room to let her know they were coming. "Brittany, I brought someone to see you."

"Alvin!" She smiled when she saw her friend.

Alvin briskly walked up to Brittany's left side and took hold of her hand. Dave helped him find a place to sit on the bed facing her. "How ya doin', Britt? You sure had me worried for a while, Babe." He noticed the IV hooked up to her left arm. "Is this gonna be in the way, 'cause I could sit on the other side..."

Dave had closed the door and resumed sitting in the recliner on Brittany's right side. "It's mostly just to keep her from getting dehydrated, but I think they may be using it to give her pain meds, too. Anyway, Brittany, did you want me to stay in the room while you talk to Alvin? I could leave if you want..."

"No, I was hoping you would stay, Dave." Brittany glanced over to him.

"Just so I know," Alvin began, "are you mad at me or something? Am I in trouble? I guess I'm a little curious what you want to tell me before you tell the others. Is everything OK, Brittany?"

Brittany smiled at him. "Alvin, it's OK... I guess. You aren't in any more trouble than me or Dave. But Dave and I found out something big that impacts you, and we wanted to tell you and let you share any thoughts or questions with us."

Alvin glanced from Brittany to Dave and back. "Yes... What is it?" He took hold of her hand again.

Brittany squeezed his hand. "Uh, Alvin, Sweetheart...the nurse told us that my blood test showed that I'm...pregnant...with your child. How do you feel about that?"

Alvin froze for a few moments. He blinked. "Really? The blood test showed it was my child?"

Brittany squeezed his hand again. "No, all the blood test showed was that I'm pregnant. But I know that you're the baby-daddy because I only had that one...encounter...with you two months ago."

Dave interrupted. "And we realized it happened during that time when you and I had an argument, so I think I'm partly to blame for all this. So rest assured, Alvin, you're not in danger of me wanting to kill you over this."

Alvin blinked again. He continued to hold Brittany's left hand in his right hand. He moved his left hand to where it was hovering in the air near Brittany's middle. "May I?"

It was Brittany's turn to blink. "What?" She shot him a puzzled look.

Alvin's hand rested on her belly, right on top of her navel. "Hi...Daddy's home!" He said in a baby voice.

Brittany laughed. "There's nothing to feel at this point. Especially not there, anyway. It's more like..." She took his wrist and guided his hand several inches further south. "...there."

Alvin blushed and looked away. "Really...'cause this feels like I'm just barely above your..."

"Well, you were goofing around all up in there two months ago, and now it's weird?" Brittany laughed again.

"It's just..." Alvin was still blushing, but he turned over to look at his father. "So, Dave, wanna see a little highlight reel of how you became a Grandpa?"

Brittany playfully slapped his left arm. "You like to mess with me? Well, I like to mess with you, too."

Alvin chuckled, and turned his left ear to where it was a few inches away from the back of his left hand, "What's that?" Sitting fully upright, he said, "Oh, our baby says, 'Mommy, Daddy, stop fighting!'" He pretended to listen to the baby again. "Baby also says he can't wait to play ball with Daddy. That's right - Baby just told me he's a he, and he wants us to name him Alvin, Junior."

Brittany giggled. "As much as I'd like to argue that our baby doesn't know any different at this point, and could just as easily be a girl - we could work on names later. Right now I really just want to know how you feel about being a fifteen-year-old rockstar and a dad." She used her right hand to affectionately stroke his auburn-brown hair behind his left ear and right below his favorite hat. Despite the sideburns and the taller and more athletic figure, he still had the same boyish twinkle in his bright blue eyes that Brittany fell in love with years ago. She had done a good job of suppressing those feelings for him for years, but they still occasionally came out once in a while. She confessed, "I mean, seriously, it hasn't hit me yet that I'm a fifteen-year-old pop star and a mom, but I'm sure once it does hit me, I'll be terrified."

"Yeah..." Alvin sighed. "It's pretty scary when you put it like that. I guess it still hasn't hit me yet, either. But we aren't the first teen celebrity parents, and sadly, I'm sure we won't be the last. I'm also sure you'll be a better mom than I'd be a dad, since you already have me beat with your level of maturity." He sighed again. "But you know that as a baby chipmunk, I never knew my chipmunk father, and I barely remember my chipmunk mother. At least Dave has always been there for me, at least since I was two, and I don't remember much of my life before then. I guess what I'm trying to say is that... I want this child to grow up knowing who Mommy, Daddy, and Grandpa Dave are."

"Oh, Alvin..." Brittany pulled him into a hug. "Thank you. I'm sure you'll give our child all your love and your good heart - you know, more than just your good looks." She chuckled and pecked a kiss on his cheek.

He chuckled and returned the hug and kiss. "And just so you know, in case I misunderstood our child, and he's actually a she who wants to be named Brittany, Junior, I'll still look forward to playing ball with her."

Dave stood up to envelop both of them in a hug. "I know there are a lot of things to discuss over the coming months, but I'm gonna be right with you guys through it all, that is...if you need me and want me. I don't want to impose or overstay my welcome in caring for my 'grand-chipmunk', but I hope to help best I can. I'm also willing to keep this a secret from the press, until you decide to tell them. But I think maybe the baby's aunts and uncles would like to be in on this secret. Shall I bring them in, yet?"

Alvin and Brittany glanced at each other before nodding to Dave. "Yes, we should tell them!" They agreed.

It was just a few moments later that their four other siblings filed into the room to see them. Dave shut the door behind them.

"Brittany!" The four of them came over to hug her before they started bombarding her with questions all at once. "How are you? Are you still in pain? We were so worried about you! We're glad you're OK! How did this happen?"

Brittany chuckled and explained to them, "I was otherwise preoccupied in my thoughts, and I forgot to look both ways before crossing the street to that convenience store, so I didn't see that car coming until it was too late."

"That sounds more like Jeanette than like you, Britt." Eleanor joked as Jeanette rolled her eyes.

Jeanette laughed. "I guess it runs in the family... Now neither of us can wander around town alone, huh?"

Simon looked over the monitors. "Your vital signs look good, you're sitting up, and you seem to be doing OK, now."

Theodore asked, "So, if you don't mind me asking, what was so important that you told Alvin before telling your own sisters? I thought you told them everything first."

Brittany glanced at Alvin, as he took her hand in his. She continued, "Well, we wanted all of you to be here so I could tell you... The nurse brought back results of my blood test which confirmed something I found out this morning. It's what I couldn't stop thinking about when the car hit me... Anyway, guys, it turns out - I'm pregnant, Alvin's gonna be a dad, Dave is gonna be a Grandpa, and you guys are gonna be aunts and uncles."

Everyone looked shocked. Alvin gave Brittany a reassuring squeeze to her hand, before he looked at the others. "We wanted you guys to know, and hear it from us first. If possible, we'd also like for this news to stay between the seven of us. It still hasn't really hit us yet, and we'd like to wait a while before telling any other friends, fans, or press."

Simon pursed his lips and gazed up at the ceiling. He then took a deep breath before gazing back at his brother. "You know we can only keep this kinda thing a secret for so long. I mean, at least until she starts to show in a few months. And we still don't know for sure at this point if the gestation period for a humanoid chipmunk is going to follow the nine-month human gestation period. I guess if she's already two months along, she's deviating from the usual chipmunk gestation period. If she were following that she would've given birth a month ago."

Jeanette reassuringly touched his shoulder. "Simon, the fact that we are fifteen and that we mature and age like humans is proof enough for me that we'll deviate from the typical chipmunk life-cycle. If we aged like regular chipmunks, we would have expired long before now. Anyway, if Eleanor and I can forgive Alvin for getting our sister pregnant while we're still in high school, I'm sure you can, too."

Simon sighed and put his arm around her. "Thank you, Jeanette. I'm just not handling this news very well. I'm not mad at Alvin or Brittany, I'm still just trying to process this information. I mean, not long ago I was afraid we were gonna lose Brittany and be down to five chipmunks, but now I'm hearing we're gonna gain a seventh chipmunk. This is huge, though! It changes so many aspects of our lives as we know it. Our education, our concert tours, our living arrangements, our family get-togethers, our sleep schedule - everything!" He turned to Alvin and Brittany. "I apologize if my reaction to this news hasn't been that great. But I guess congratulations are in order for you guys. So...Congrats!"

Alvin pulled his brother into a hug. "No problem, Bro. And congrats to you, Uncle Si!"

Simon returned Alvin's hug, and used his right hand to gently pat Brittany's left hand. "Let me know if there's anything I can do for you, Britt."

She smiled and squeezed Simon's hand. She turned to yawn at Dave. "Well, right now I'm kinda tired. I don't know if it's the pregnancy, the accident, or both."

Dave stood to his feet. "I think since Brittany is gonna stay in the hospital another night or so, we can let her rest while I can drive the rest of you guys home. We can't all stay in this room with her tonight, as much as we'd like to do so, the room just isn't big enough for all of us. And while I'm home, I can pack some stuff for Brittany and myself, since I'll come back and stay with her."

"Not me, I'm staying here." Alvin smiled as he glanced at Brittany before giving his father a determined look.

"Are you sure, son?" Dave asked Alvin.

Alvin smiled as he took hold of Brittany's hand. "Somebody should be here with Britt the whole time. Besides, you're coming back to stay overnight with your child, so I'm staying overnight with mine."

Dave chuckled and patted Alvin on his right shoulder. "Alright then, I'll pack an overnight bag for you as well, and pick up some dinner for all of us. Everyone else, come with me." As he headed out the door with the four other chipmunks, he gave one last nod to Alvin. "Take care of her, Alvin!"

A/N: Pedestrian hit by car is sort-of a nod to "The Road Chip" when Theo saved Miles. When Dave says he won't kill Alvin "no matter how much he deserves it" is a nod to something Simon said to Brittany (also about Alvin) in "Chipwrecked". Alvin deciding to stay overnight with Brittany is also like in "Chipwrecked" when he said, "Sorry, Dave, I'm gonna have to disobey you." When Alvin calls Simon "Uncle Si" is a reference to "Duck Dynasty". I also imagine that it's not easy telling your family that you are a pregnant teen. Luckily I don't know from personal experience, but hopefully I didn't down-play their reactions too much. You also want to be happy for and supportive of the parents, rather than judgemental, since they need love "now" more than ever.

According to what I've read on Wikipedia regarding various species of chipmunks, the typical gestation period is about 1 month (~4 weeks), then the young (aka - "pups") are independent enough to leave mom after about 2 weeks, & they can usually have 3-7 pups in a typical litter. (Remember the 2007 movie? Where Simon tells Dave, "When you're a chipmunk, your parents take care of you for about a week." Then Alvin adds, "Ours were hippies - they left early to join a commune.") They also don't mate for life (Sorry, fans of "Canon Couples"...), & dad usually disappears, & mom alone takes care of the pups. Ironic to learn that & see that these Chipmunks (& Chipettes) have a single dad taking care of them, & they are still dependent on him even after 10 years (Despite how many times Alvin says he's a "grown adult...ish", like in the Nick cartoon episode "The App", etc.). It was pretty fascinating to read.