Kon'wa minna! I'm back- I pictured in m'mind a totally killer story but couldn't type it because m'sister was on. ::Sighs, eyes downcast:: Bludgers! Nonetheless, m'mind managed to retain some of the content, and here it is! Please don't get mad at me- you'll realize what I mean in the beginning of the chapter. I know a ton of people are against the idea of such a topic- hell, I'm bloody against it- but it's never been done in the ASMR world, from what I can tell. I like setting the way- its this big ol' love of mine to start something like this.

OK, I'll tell you how this is. Jamie and Landon are in their sophomore year at Beaufort High. Jamie and Landon are 16, yet Jamie has not found out about her leukemia. I know what you all must be thinking – 'Jamie would never get herself in such horrible trouble!' but there WILL be a logical explanation for that.

Dedications: To m'new muse, pinkngreen2043 THANK YOU SO MUCH! I know it must have been ruddy tough to go around and ask y'Dad about Baptist religion but I haven't gotten around to it. I'm sorry I haven't been able to type it, but when inspiration strikes, I don't just sit around. Heavens knows that inspiration rarely strikes to begin with, but anyway… You ROCK, Pink! What do you want for your birthday (it's in October yes, but I have money now so I should start lookin' now ^_~. Y'are having a party, right? And you'll invite all your relatives and family friends, RIGHT?! I'll look forward to seein' BiGsOcCaPlaYa05 and Lady Seriyuu again ^_~), anyway? LoL…

Disclaimer- I am extremely saddened to say that I do not hold the copyrights to AWTR. This brings me in shame – HIDE ME Y'GUYS! … Guys? Uh-oh…

Title- Papa Don't Preach

Author- Mystic Rose

Rating- R (A very low R, though)

Teaser- When Jamie and Landon are 16, they get into trouble that is totally unexpected. This scenario proves that Jamie and Landon belong together, no matter what the circumstances…

Chapter 1: A Boy Trapped In Rubble…

Chapters- 1/??

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Quote of the Day:

'Don't assume because it makes an 'ass' out of 'u' and 'me'.' – I dunno; I LOVE THAT QUOTE!!

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Jamie was utterly and completely uncomfortable. To say the very least.

She lay in bed, arm curled around what she assumed was her pillow, lingering in bed for once. It was, after all, Christmas vacation a few days before Christmas, no worries or obligations to get her up. It was a nice, surprisingly breezy Wednesday, the sun cast upon her closed lids brightly. She shifted slightly in bed, and to her surprise, heard a grunt from above her head.

Petrified with shock, Jamie opened her eyes slowly. Her petite arms were encircled around the torso of a built male. Her wide brown eyes watched as his chest moved up and down slowly, an indication that he was asleep. It then hit her. His chest was bare, a hint that the rest of him was as well.

Afraid of what she would see if she lifted the pale blue sheets covering them, she lifted them off her own body. What she saw made her eyes well with tears her and a shaky hand cover her mouth. She was totally naked- and a thin stream of caked blood was fresh on her thighs, a fleck or two of blood on the sheets. She quietly unlaced the arms of the male that held her, trying to keep calm.

Keep calm Jamie… You can do this… At the very least, look at the guy who did this to you! She chided herself. Her eyes, still clenched to stop the onslaught of tears, opened slowly. The face she saw made her let out a scream that had been building up in her throat.

It was none other than the most popular, handsome, yet slightly drooling Landon Carter.

Landon bolted upward, a scream disturbing him from his deep slumber. The back of his hand wiped away a short river of saliva that had trailing down the corner of his mouth. He then rubbed his eyes gingerly, and turn to where the now whimpers was coming from.

Eyes widening, he backed away. Jamie Sullivan had the sheets pulled up over her chest, sobbing at her misfortune.

Shit, oh shit… Landon chanted to himself, realizing that she was naked. If Jamie was naked, then Landon was most definitely in the buck as well. He realized that Jamie was gonna have a total meltdown if he didn't stop her, and realizing that they were in his room, he decided the best way to go was to try and comfort her.

"Uh hi Jamie. That sheet really brings out the color of your eyes." Landon complimented nervously, eyes darting back in forth as if he was waiting for her father to arise from his hiding spot and condemn and wag a finger at him for tarnishing his baby girl. Landon scooted a little closer to misty-eyed brunette, not knowing what else to do. "I'm sorry." He blurted out before he could saying anything.

That's just gonna make her feel worse, you stupidass! he reminded himself angrily. But to his surprise, Jamie just sniffled and nodded.

"I'm sorry, too." She answered back. It was absolutely silent between them after that. Landon hadn't made a move to grab his thrown aside clothes, as if coming any closer to her would mean she was have another breakdown. Jamie was biting her lower lip, not knowing what to do or say. "D-do you know where I can get a p-p-p-p…" She stuttered out, not able to say the word. Her eyes started to tear up once more, knowing that there was a good chance that she indeed would have a child.

"Yeah… Do you wanna go out to the store first or call your," He took a loud, audible gulp at this. "father?" Jamie's abnormally large eyes at this point had widened again.

"Oh I hadn't thought of that! I-I suppose I should go tell Daddy I slept over at Sally's or something." She muttered out, making a move to get off the bed. Landon outstretched an arm, stopping her momentarily for she had looked at his beet red face quizzedly.

"Shouldn't you get your, uh… clothes?" He suggested bashfully. Jamie also turned crimson at remembering she was naked. Jamie made a gesture for him to turn around and Landon complied. When he turned around, Jamie was in a surprisingly nice black skirt that fell above her knees and a lilac colored tee.

Beaufort rarely had a snowfall, so that it wasn't uncommon to where such outfits in the winter. But what was uncommon was that Jamie Sullivan had worn a regular outfit. Such an outfit would mean she was dressing up for something, which could help revel how come they were in bed together.

"The phone is in the kitchen. Mom's not home, some sort of accounting business that's making her stay in Morehead City for the weekend." He told her, inwardly sighing in relief that his mom wasn't home. Her being her would make things undoubtedly worse. Jamie nodded mutely, walking out of his room, her legs looking slightly uncomfortable. Landon winced at that, but he didn't have any time to be guilty right now. He had to find out if the most popular social outcast was going to have his kid.

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Once Jamie was done calling her father and telling Sally to back her up on the alibi and Landon had changed into clean clothes, they piled into the car to go buy a few pregnancy tests from the store.

Landon looked at her every so often, glancing at her downtrodden face to her hands that were encircling her stomach. He looked away, wondering if in nine months her stomach would be as big as a watermelon, on the verge of having his child.

To his chagrin, he felt his heart swell with pride and awe of being a new, but reluctant, daddy. But reality once again set itself in motion and he realized he wasn't mentally or financially secure to have a child, if the occasion had arisen.

Landon was still a kid himself- having a baby would mean some serious growing up. His parents would support him, but he would have to definitely go to college now and get a job as soon as he found out Jamie would most definitely would be having his child.

And taking care of Jamie was a definite must. He wouldn't be on the A-list anymore- hell, he wouldn't be on the list- but it felt as if it had just started. If she was going to have a baby, Landon would definitely marry her.

He wanted the child to feel as if it were wanted, although it would know it was a mistake being that they would marry at the young age of 16. But it would be a comfort to assume that his or her parents loved each other at the time, so much as to marry and grow up to take care of it.

Landon tightened his hands on the wheel, determined to make things right. Well, as right as they could be, being the circumstances.

Jamie was over her boo hoo stage- now she was angry. At Landon, but he had the reputation of being reckless and carefree so it would have happened to him eventually to some girlfriend of his later in life. Jamie was a classic good girl, with morals and all that whatnot.

There was a huge difference between the two.

While people would just shake their heads and angrily shout at Landon, it wasn't as if the thought of him doing something like this was completely overruled. Whereas with Jamie, the very thought of her losing her virginity to a man she hadn't said a word to since 2nd grade and disliked with a passion was a definite no-no. In fact, she had completely forgotten the night before, bits and pieces had come to her but they had been mostly intense feelings and two second flashes.

Clearing her throat, she turned toward Landon. "D-do you remember what happened last night?" She asked quietly, her voice slightly above a whisper. But Landon caught it- how could he not with the unbearable silence and tension that could have been cut with a knife? He shook his head.

"No… I suppose we were drunk or something." He answered back, hands shifting to go around the curb. Jamie nodded, looking away from him.

"I remember… I remember going to some food place and seeing you guys there. Y'guys were laughing at something and Belinda called me over. I sat next to Belinda and then you treated me as if it was a regular thing, me sitting with you guys. There was something weird about the drink you guys ordered for me- I wasn't paying attention when Tracie ordered for us all." Jamie said. Landon groaned.

"That explains it. Tracie ordered beer and you probably never had beer in your life. I guess you had two or three and got you really tipsy because you've never actually had so much in one shot. I probably had about six or seven that night, since I can handle two or three easily." Landon explained. "We're here." He said, turning off the engine.

Jamie sighed, unbuckling her seat belt. Time to face reality head on.

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"There's so many! How are we supposed to choose?" Jamie cried out incredulously. For once, Landon had to agree with the girl. There was a nice large section dedicated to birth control items and pregnancy tests. Unfortunately, Landon and Jamie had no idea how to choose which was the best kind of test.

Looking around suspiciously to see if he could see any familiar faces and finding none, he picked up a few and began reading the pros of each one.

"Hmm… This was is 99% accurate, only takes five minutes and has an easy system to read." Landon suggested. Jamie shrugged.

"Fine by me. Let's get five or something." She said. Landon looked at her in shock.

"You really think there's a chance you'll get pregnant five times?" He questioned, eyes widening. Jamie blushed, swatting him playfully on the arm.

"No! I just want to make sure that I'm pregnant. Or not pregnant. Whatever." She said. Over the past few minutes, Jamie had become accustomed to the idea of becoming a mother. She had always had a great love for children, and having children of her own would be ideal. She hoped sincerely in her heart that Landon felt the same way toward children and would be willing to make their nonexistent relationship become something.

She even felt more comfortable toward Landon, to her surprise. She supposed something like having a baby together brings two people closer together. But as they say, don't assume because it makes an 'ass' out of 'u' and 'me'.

"Do you need to buy stuff while we're here?" Landon inquired. Jamie shook her head.

"Nope… But if I am having a… y'know, we should go to a bookstore to find out what we should do for the pregnancy and taking care of a baby and… Oh this is gonna cost a fortune!" She moaned. Landon awkwardly threw an arm over her shoulder.

"I'm sure my parents will help me. And I'm gonna get a job and… well, don't worry about it. We'll do fine." He assured her, although he couldn't help but leak out a hint of panic and insecurity in his voice. But total confidence didn't help anyone in the long run and Jamie seemed to know that and she smiled at his positive approach toward it all. "But if we are going to have a baby and all… and maybe get uh, romantically involved," Landon paused, embarrassed at saying something like that. Jamie just looked at him innocently as if the thought of building a relationship such as that never crossed her mind throughout the whole time. "we should be friends at the very least." He held out his hand toward her.

Jamie gazed at him, awestruck. She never expected him to be so very mature about a topic such as this. Maybe Landon Carter deserved a little respect after all. As she gazed at his goofy smile, she couldn't help but think of how much of a child he was still.

Jamie took it, beaming at him happily.

Number forty-two… she thought in her mind happily.

"Shouldn't we go buy these now?" He asked once they released their hold on each other. Jamie nodded, leading the way to the cash registers. They waited in line in a comfortable silence, waiting while the people in front of them bought their items. When they were the next ones up, the middle-aged lady with her toddler signing a check, Jamie realized she didn't have any money with her.

"Do you have money with you?" She inquired, not bothering to hide the panic in her voice. She watched as the woman and her child wheel away from the register.

"A'course. Someone has to think ahead." He muttered back, walking toward the teenager that was bagging their things.

"That'll be $34.93." Stated the blonde, popping her gum loudly. Looking up to hand the couple their bag, she gasped. "Crap, Landon Carter!" She squealed, totally forgetting that Jamie was there. It was none other than Cynthia Parkinson, the President of the Landon Carter fanclub. Not that Landon knew he had a fanclub, he didn't check up on things as idiotic as that…

"Uh… hi Cynthia." He let out sheepishly, grabbing the bag and handing her a $50. Cynthia looked from the bag, to Jamie, to Landon. She did this again, eyes widening in shock.

"Oh… OH!" She exclaimed. Landon handed Jamie the bag, then leaned toward Cynthia.

"Listen, could you keep this a secret? No one is supposed to know about this." He tapped the bag. Cynthia nodded numbly, not able to say a thing to her cherished admired one as she handed him his change. He grinned at her. "Thanks Cynthia." He thanked, grabbing Jamie by the elbow and walking away from the store as quickly as possible.

Cynthia grinned maliciously, flapping the sign above to Closed. "I'm going on break, you guys!" She called out, leaving the register and a trail of angry customers behind. As she stepped out, she whipped out her cell phone and proceeded to call all the members of the Landon Carter fanclub.

Secret her ass- there was gossip to be told and the public definitely needed to be told!

Meanwhile in the car…

"Are you sure we can trust her? This is, after all, big news. I wouldn't be surprised if she told someone." Jamie stated doubtfully, still clutching the brown paper bag. She turned around to look at the now fading market, lingering for a moment before turning to Landon.

"We really have no choice, do we? Wow, for people our age and the situation we're in, we're amazingly calm." Landon noted. Jamie shrugged.

"I guess we'll start panicking if I'm really… y'know." She still couldn't fumble out the word 'baby'. She could say the words 'salvation' and 'Lord' and 'heaven' in one sentence every day but the word baby she couldn't manage. Things like this didn't happen to girls like her- perhaps it was that the shock was slowly dawning upon her on her.

Jamie was a good, very decent young girl. Having sex with a man she had only seen in passing hallways was a horrible thing for her to contemplate- having his baby would only seem to be worse. But oddly enough, a baby was the only thing that seemed to comfort her in this situation. Ironic how the thought of having a baby seemed to console her, but actually having it chilled her spine.

Landon broke her train of thought by saying, "Well, I think the worst part is already over. I think we were drunk while it happened, but I remember not having a hangover at all. So I really don't know how we ended up in bed together." Landon pointed out. Jamie bit her lower lip in contemplation. It was a habit of hers when she was nervous or scared that she never seemed to have shaken.

"I-I suppose… When should I take the pregnancy test?" She inquired, hastily changing the subject. Landon said nothing about the change of topic, it was clear that it was a still sore and uncomfortable thing to talk about.

"I'm not sure. The later the better I guess." He answered back. Jamie nodded, her hand on her stomach- which was getting larger? No, that was her imagination.

By each passing moment, the probability of her innocent image would be turn rose along with the chance of her carrying a Carter heir. Yet, the closeness between the two seem to thicken at a surprisingly fast rate now. Landon seemed to have shaken out of his boyhood shell within the few hours, becoming more rational and responsible. Jamie had also changed, but not as obvious of a change as Landon. She seemed to grow up more then she was already, being more mature then a 25-year old in her situation.

"So… should you drop me off or should I take the test at your place?" She asked. Landon shifted in his chair, anxious to find out if he was going to be a daddy. But he had to wait, haste decisions never helped anyone as he had learned last night.

"I guess you can come to my place this weekend whenever you feel you're ready to. Definitely don't take the tests in your home- you're Dad'll kill you." He advised. They had pulled into the driveway to Jamie's house, her father no where in sight, thankfully.

"You're right… So what do we do now?" She questioned, and the tension between the two began to rise at an incredibly high level once more.

"I suppose we just… do whatever. Act like you regularly do and don't arouse suspicion. And hide those things," He gestured carelessly at the bag. "quick. I just hope Reverend doesn't ask where those came from." He muttered to himself. Looking at her ashen face, he gave her a smile. "C'mon, we'll get through this. And even if you are having a baby, we'll be fine." He tried to convince her once again.

Pasting on a fake smile she nodded. "Thank you Landon." She answered back. Licking her lips unconsciously, she gave him a hasty kiss on the cheek then bolted out of the car. She ran up the steps upstairs, opening the door while looking at him, lingering before closing the door.

Landon just shook his head, and pulled out of the driveway before Reverend Sullivan realized who had driven his supposedly pure daughter home.

"What a horrible dream…" Landon groaned who was arising from his sleep. His hair was tousled, the sun's rays on his face. Jamie Sullivan pregnant with his kid… What a nightmare! Satisfied with knowing he wouldn't have the worrisome face of a father-to-be anytime soon, he leapt out of bed. After taking a shower and changing his clothes (I don't remember wearing these to bed), he went downstairs to watch TV.

Well, he had been watching the TV for no longer than five minutes when it happened.

The doorbell had rung. Halting, his eyes still glued on the comical scene of MTV's Jackass though it was through unseeing eyes, he slowly turned toward the door. It rung once more, this time a voice accompanying it.

"Landon? Landon, please open the door!" The clear voice of Jamie pleaded. Landon's eyes widened, his throat constricting.

Maybe you're wrong… It was just a horrible stupid dream… Landon tried to tell himself, but to no avail. Creeping off the sofa, he walked to the door at a leisurely slow pace. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he opened the door, knowing that it would be a pale Jamie, still clutching her bag of pregnancy tests in overalls.

He was not disappointed.

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"Do you wanna talk a little before actually doing this?" Landon questioned nervously, both outside the door of the bathroom. Jamie blinked.

"About what?" She asked curiously. Landon twiddled his thumbs, a toe attempting to dig into the oak floor. The classic 'I feel guilty so I'm telling you' stance.

"Well… about baby names." He confessed. Jamie held back a giggle.

"Sure… after though." She answered back, stepping into the bathroom. They both knew that the moment she got out of that bathroom it would change both of their lives forever…

Jamie waited nervously as she waited for the test's results. The butterflies in her stomach were doing more the fluttering, a feeling of dread in the pit of her stomach.

In boredom, she picked up the guide, looking through the colors. Blue meant she wasn't pregnant, pink meant she was, purple meant she wasn't pregnant but had a medical problem, and green meant she was pregnant but had a medical problem. Simple enough, she supposed.

She looked at the color guide, gasping in total shock. She retook the test, using each of the tests while getting the same answer each time. Numbly, she took the tests, opening the door.

She saw Landon waiting there, on the steps, just waiting. Walking toward him, she sat next to him on the steps.

"Landon? I have something to tell you…" She began, something building in the back of her throat. Landon's eyes widened.

"You're pregnant?" He whispered out. Jamie turned away from him, nodding slightly while biting her lower lip. Landon hugged her- he knew he would have been disappointed if he wasn't going to be a father. Although he felt horrible because he thought like that, it didn't change his feelings toward the chance of being a father. When he pulled away from her, her eyes were welling up.

Now Jamie wasn't one to be sad that her life was over. No, she would rejoice in bringing a new life into the world, which she would teach to about God and church and religion. But here she was, looking like she did earlier that day.

"What is it?" He asked fearfully. She handed him the tests, handing him the box that said the color system. He dropped the items, hugging Jamie once more, this time in consolence. Two strangers, who hadn't said a word to each other since 2nd grade, having a baby together yet, were hoping for the best.

That was how Landon's mother found them later that day still curled up on the same spot. They explained, Jamie still teary eyed, and Cynthia made sure that Landon and Jamie got a good yelling to. But yet, she sensed there was more to it then that.

As she walked down the steps, making sure that Landon and Jamie were both asleep in his bed to call the Reverend to talk to him tomorrow, she spotted something forgotten on the floor. She then realized that what they were worried over was not over the baby but about Jamie.

The pregnancy test was a dark green.

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CLIFFIE! I'm so evil ^_~. That line was for pinkngreen2043, naturally. I'm sorry that it got really lame toward the end, not as descriptive and such. I really really am- its just that I was so bored with it all and everything… Hopefully, I'll be able to work on the 2nd chapter. I hate to say this but I lose interest and get writer's block easily. So you guys might have to wait, like, a month for a new chapter L . So sorry… I revised the last bit after Cynthia's arrival- she's mine btw- so it isn't as bad. There was supposed to be a dispute about marriage and talks about baby names- oops! Well, that'll be in the next chaper ^_~.

Look out for:

Chapter 2: … Arises a Man…

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