Author's Note: Hello there….this is year three of Lena's life…enjoy!

Disclamer: I only own the kid,…not Degrassi

Chapter 2: Tell Me

Clare walks into Lena's room to find Drew playing with their three year old daughter.

"Hey." she says causing both of the rooms occupants to turn around and stop laughing. Drew stands up and walks over to her, resting his hands on her waist.

"What's wrong?" he asks.

"Uh, I'm pregnant." she replies.

"Really?" he wasn't angry or upset like he had been when she had gotten pregnant with Lena, and this caused Clare to tilt her head to the left and stare at him quizzically.

"You know this means another baby…right?"

He nods, "I know what pregnant means Clare. How, how long have you known?"

"About a week, I'm almost three months. I can't believe I didn't check it out sooner."

"Don't blame yourself."

"I'm going to the doctor's office…watch Lenny for me." With the mention of her name the little girl comes running—or, an awkward running tripping game—over to her parents and motions for her mom to pick her up, which Clare gladly does. She looks at Lena for a moment, with her sapphire blue eyes, her father's brilliantly white smile, and her auburn curls.

"Can I come?" Lena asks.

"Sorry. But, you do get to play with your dad." she hands her to Drew who starts spinning making the little girl giggle. "Bye."

With that Clare walks down the stairs and out the door. She gets into her car and drives to the doctor's office. When she gets in, Dr. Truman smiles and walks her to the sonogram room.

"Morning Clare."

"Hi." Clare lifts up her shirt and the doctor begins to put gel on her stomach and looks at the screen.

"You're carrying twins, again, do you want to know the sexes?"

Clare nods.

The doctor clicks on the computer screen and a buzzing sound comes from across the room. The doctor slides over to the other side, and comes back with a sheet of paper. "You're carrying a boy and a girl, like last time."

"Let's hope this isn't like last time. I don't want to lose another baby." Clare replies as she wipes her stomach off.

"Do want any pictures?"

"Just two." she smiles. The printer buzzes again and the doctor hands Clare two pictures before she heads out.


Nine months later Clare, sits in the hospital as the doctor tells her to push. Darcy stands next to Clare on one side, Drew on the other. Peter sits out in the waiting room watching Lena, and Chloe, who is now six.

"Come on Clare! Push!" the doctor screams. Clare lets out a scream as she pushes. "Good, I can see the head."

"Breathe Clare." Drew reminds her. She takes a deep breath and glares at him before letting out another scream and pushing out the baby boy.

"Come on Clare, one more baby." The doctor says. "PUSH!"

Clare, instead of making a witty comment, screams and pushes.

"Come on. I see her head."

Clare pushes once more before she hears a cry. She falls back onto the bed and sighs.

"You can go get other family know."

Darcy squeezes Clare's hand lightly before walking out to get the three others. The doctor walks over to Clare's side, flanked by two nurses who hold onto each of her babies.

Clare takes the boy and smiles down to his head of black peach fuzz, and his green eyes which are fluttering shut. Drew takes the girl and smiles at her this black hair and her baby blue eyes.

"Names?" he asks Clare.

"James. James David Torres."

"I like it. What about the girl?"

"Camille?" she offers.

"Sure. Camille Theresa Torres."


Three months pass, and they move into a bigger house. The new house has three bathrooms, a kitchen, a basement, an attic, a living room, a home office, and six bedrooms. So, now coming home was easy, they have the new rooms made up for the two new babies.

So, two months after that, when Camille and James are both five months, the same scene that happened over a year ago happens.

Except this time it's Drew who sighs loudly to get Clare's attention. She turns to him and walks over a smile on her face.

"What's wrong?" she asks.

"My mom's sick." he says. "I need to go to Dallas."

"I'll come with you," she smiles.

"Actually, I think it would be best if I went alone."

"Why?"

"My parents are still uneasy about you Clare. Adam and I are heading out early tomorrow, so I was gonna head over there tonight."

"Oh…okay, tell Adam I say hi."

He kisses her temple and lingers there before he takes his suitcases and walks out the front door.

It was a surprise when, two days after he left for Dallas, Clare got the divorce papers.

Author's Note: Okay…this went a bit into year four, but the next chapter will be year four of Lena's life…

Oh, it is possible not to know your pregnant…remember Jenna…okay that's a bad example, but you know what I mean!

xoxoxo Cat