Sighing softly Tracy Turnblad sat in the waiting room. If you would have told her seven months ago she would have been in this situation she would have laughed right in your face. The Miss Teenage Hairspray pageant had just concluded and her life could not have been better. The show was finally integrated , something she had dreamed about for so long and she finally got the boy.

"Tracy Turnblad." A voice called as she placed the magazine that she was skimming through into her bag. "Right this way. " The female said as she lead her down the long hallway. Entering a room she sat down as the blonde woman closed the door and proceeded to ask her some questions. After she took the appropriate notes she fiddled around with a few things and handed Tracy a stack of papers. "Someone will be in to see you shortly. "

Once she filled out the papers she pulled out the magazine that she swiped from the lobby. It wasn't one of those tabloid ones that your ma tells you not to believe but you can't take your eyes off anyways. His face was plastered on the cover of it.

BALTIMORE'S OWN LINK LARKIN SINGS AND DANCES HIS WAY INTO THE HEARTS OF MILLIONS.

Tracy traced her fingers over the page and sadly smiled. "You're doing good for yourself. I knew that I did the right thing. Look at you now baby. " She spoke softly opening up the pages to start to read the article.

With a small knock the door opened and a lady walked in. "Ready to get started?."

"As ready as I will ever be. " Tracy replied as she slid the book back into the dark depths of her bag.

Link Larkin sat across from the interviewer and fiddled with his hands. Even though it was something he had been getting used to he still got a twinge of nervousness when he did them. With almost every interview he did most of the questions were always the same. He usually answered them the same way just varying the responses a bit. There was always one question that he silently hoped wasn't asked. He knew it was only wishful thinking and that was confirmed when the words came out of the interviewers mouth.

"So we have to ask Link because every girl wants to know out there, are you single?"

Yep there it was. That damn question that everyone needed to know the answer to. It followed him like a bad case of the flu, that would not go away. He never quite understood what his relationship status had anything to do with his career. "Yes. I am single but my heart is back in Baltimore. " It was the truth. Even though Tracy made it clear that she didn't want to see him again he still loved her and no one could ever take her place.

He had been in New York for a few months now and he enjoyed living there. The dance show, Step Out, he had been a part of just was renewed for a second season and he was soaring his way up the popularity spectrum. If you would told him seven months ago that he would be in this position he would have laughed in your face.

He remembered that day like it was yesterday. Walking out of Corny's office he was looking for one person and one person only. He had so much to tell her. He just got signed to a new show in New York City. Link wanted to talk it over with her. They agreed to let him and a few others stay satellite in Baltimore until they graduated. This would give the show a decent amount of time to get the ratings and then he would move to the city. No actually they would move to the city. That is what he wanted more than anything.

Finding Tracy in a semi-compromising position with Fender (Not in that way. Just cuddling and such ) right there out in the open. To say that Link was shocked and heartbroken was an understatement. . She didn't try to hide it. She didn't try to deny it. She gave him some wish wash story about having feelings for Fender and finally realizing it. And she knew that he was still in love with Amber. She even shock him more when she told him she never wanted to see him again. She simply brushed him off like he was trash and wished him good luck, before he told her anything and walked away hand and hand with Fender. He couldn't understand what had happened. Just a few nights before they shared and amazing night together. One that he thought brought them closer than ever. That day he signed his name on the dotted line, relocated to New York City and put Baltimore behind him along with the life he wanted to have.

Laying back on the table she closed her eyes. She had gotten called into the station managers office , Mr Hammermills,that morning. As she entered the room Velma Von Tussle was standing right next to him.

"You know Tracy you have the power to make or break Lincoln's career. You just say goodbye to him and everything will happen the way it should go. But if you decide to stay with him, he will never see the light of day past the Corny Collins show. The choice is up to you." Velma made if very clear of the decision that Tracy had to make. Honestly, she held all the cards. Well, Mr. Hammermills did. And from the looks of it Velma and him were in this together. Tracy knew that Link had worked so hard for years singing and dancing on the show to get where he was. There was no way she was going to let him lose that or have to give that up. Especially not for her. After talking to Penny she decided what had to be made the hardest decision. His face said it all and looking at him almost made her abandon her plan. But she stuck to her guns and devastated herself in the process. Last she heard Link and Amber found their way back to each other. But for work purposes Link was single but he left his heart (Amber) back in Baltimore.

Tracy's mind was snapped out of her thoughts when the cold jelly hit her stomach. She closed her eyes listening to sounds coming over the monitor. It nearly sounded like the rain that hit the roof that night. Running into the house Link grabbed clothes for her to change into. They sat by the fire when one thing lead to another and by morning light they laid together and basked in the glow of their night together. Even though they didn't mean for it to happen. It did. and she would never regret it. Not for one moment. She thought nothing in her life could be more perfect then in that moment. But sadly all good things must come to an end. Even if you weren't given the opportunity to change then.

Finishing up what she was doing the nurse looked over her. "You are all done Tracy. Everything looks great with the baby. We will see you in about a month. You can make you appointment at the front desk "

Six months ago he left Baltimore without another word. In less than 24 hours he would be going home. He would be back on the streets of Baltimore and right back into hallowed halls of Patterson Park High School.