A/N: Sorry for the lackluster first chapter. I'm writing this and studying for a science test at the same time, so I'm kind of distracted. But I'll try to make the other chapters better.
CJ looked at the other two in shock. "I'm sorry, I thought you said that the father was Bingo Beanhead Russell."
Nancy rolled her eyes. "I did. We were drunk on election night, and his wife wasn't home, and we just-" She broke off, unable to continue.
"Yeah," Carrie finished for her.
They sat there for a minute before CJ suggested they just go home and face the issue the next day when Nancy had to tell the others.
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Nancy tossed and turned while trying to sleep. Her thoughts kept wandering to that night. She wasn't the type of person to just get drunk and have sex, but for reasons she couldn't even begin to fathom, she found Bingo Bob simply irresistible. Which was odd, she figured, seeing how Leo has always had a thing for her, and the feeling was mutual. There. She had finally admitted that to herself. But neither of them had let themselves go any further than some flirty banter here and there. She sighed. When will he understand? Or should the question be when will she?
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"So you mean she's pregnant?" Neena asked one of her best friends the next day before class started.
"I can't belive it myself," Carrie responded.
"It's just that she isn't the type of person to just get pregnant," Lola seconded.
"Wait, who's preggers?" Logan leaned over in his seat, causing Chase and Michael to follow.
"First of all, don't say that so loud," Neena replied, "And second of all, Nancy."
"McNally?"
"No, the other Nancy," Carrie said.
"Wow," was all Chase could muster.
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"Alright," CJ said as she paced in her office, "We are going to walk into the Oval and tell the President that you are…?"
"Pregnant," Nancy finished.
"Right," Michael continued the breifing, "Not only will you tell the Prez, but you'll tell….?"
"The Senior Staff."
"OK," Carrie said, "You are ready, young padawan."
They walked into the Oval Office then. Everyone was there, as expected. Nacy took a deep breath and said, "Guys, there's something I have to tell you…."
TBC….
