As Alicia leaves Veronica sits down on the couch. She buries her head in her hands.

"Veronica are you ok?" Wallace asks as he hears Veronica cry.

"Wallace we're way above our heads here. What on earth are we doing? What were we thinking? We're to young to be parents. I don't think I can do this," Veronica admits as tears stream down her face.

"Veronica we'll figure it out. Everything is going to be alright,"

"How can you say that? We don't have any money, or a place to live. How are we supposed to take care of a baby with no money? We can't provide for her. We can't afford a baby,"

"Veronica calm down we'll figure it out," Wallace reassures her.

"When Wallace? I'm four months pregnant. We need to start figuring this out now. At this point we can't even afford to have the baby,"

"I'll get a job,"

"What kind of a job are you going to get? Babies cost a lot of money,"

"I know, but we'll figure it out,"

"How? I can't even go home. My dad hates me,"

"Your dad doesn't hate you. He just didn't have time to cool down,"

"Wallace..."

Meanwhile Keith's:

Alicia knocks on the door. Keith yells for her to come in.

"I heard what happened," Alicia opens as soon as she sees Keith.

"So they told you?" Keith asks from his position on the couch.

"Yeah,"

"Why aren't you mad?"

"Because I'm more disappointed than anything. But I can't let them know that. They won't have a fighting chance if I do,"

"Alicia my only daughter came up to me tonight and uttered the words, 'Daddy, I'm pregnant.' I don't know how I'm supposed to deal with that. She's just a kid,"

"She isn't a kid,"

"But she's my kid,"

"I know,"

"My kid is having a kid,"

"Mine is too. But right now I have to put all of my feelings aside so that they can get through this. I can't let them know that I don't think they can make it. I have to keep my cool, and support them,"

"Why do we have support them?"

"Because if we don't we don't know where they'll end up,"

"What can be worse than having a baby right out of high school? They don't have a future anymore,"

"I'll tell you what's worse. They have to find some means to pay for the baby, so they end up selling drugs. Then they end up in jail or dead, and their kid ends up permanently scarred."

"So we're just supposed to support them? Pay for them? Let them live with us until they get their lives together?"

"Yes,"

"How long is that going to take?"

"I don't know, but it doesn't matter. They're our children and we have to take care of them,"

Alicia's house: Wallace and Veronica are still sitting on the couch. Veronica has quit crying, but now is just staring off into space.

"V, I love you," Wallace whispers softly as he rubs her hand with his thumb.

"What?" She asks as if she's alarmed.

"I love you,"

"No you don't. You're just saying that because I'm having your baby,"

"No I'm not. Veronica I love you," he repeats.

"Why do you keep saying that?"

"Because it's true," Wallace admits.

"Are you still going to love me when I have stretch marks, and I'm as big as a whale?"

"No because you'll never be as big as a whale,"

"But if I were..."

"Yes I'd still love you," He says cutting her off.

"Wallace what do we do if something happens?"

"What do you mean?"

"What if there's something wrong with the baby? What if she's sick?"

"We'll love her just the same,"

"I'm scared. I don't know the first thing about babies, or being a mother,"

"Veronica you'll be fine,"

"What if I drop the baby?"

"She'll bounce like jell-o," Wallace says jokingly trying to lighten the mood.

"You're not funny. Be serious,"

"You won't drop the baby,"

"How do you know?"

"I just do,"

"What if my dad stays mad at me?"

"He won't, he's incapable,"

"I can't do this. I'm not ready to be someone's mother. I'm not old enough to be someone's mother,"

"Veronica everything is going to be ok,"

"You keep saying that, but how do you know?"

"Because I believe it will,"

"What if it isn't?"

"We'll get through it together,"

Veronica doesn't say anything. She just sits there and cries. She curls up on the couch, lying her head on Wallace's lap. He strokes her head as she lies there. He's just as scared as she is, but he knows that he can never tell her that. He has to be her rock. For the sake of their daughter. Their tiny innocent unborn little baby girl. He watches her as she cries herself to sleep. When he's sure that she's asleep he takes the blanket off the back of the couch, and gently covers her with it. Just as he's ready to close his eyes the door opens, and Keith, and Alicia come in.

"Is she asleep?" Alicia asks as she stares across the room at the couch.

"Yeah," Wallace whispers softly.

"Keith why don't you and Wallace carry her into my room so she can sleep for a while."

The two men dutifully carry Veronica into the bedroom, and easily, and quietly lie her on Alicia's bed. They shut the door, and return to the living room, where Alicia is waiting on them.

"How is she?" Keith asks.

"She was really worked up," Wallace confirms.

"Keith I know you have a lot to say to them, but I don't think know is the time or the place. We can't risk Veronica's health," Alicia advises.

"I agree,"

The three of them sat there silently. Not saying a thing, but having a million to say. At this point though none of it was worth it. The anger and animosity wouldn't help the situation. It would just add fuel to the fire. They all knew that their feelings would have to be put on hold so that they could figure it out without making it worse. Things wouldn't go back to normal, it was certain they were going to change, but it was a change they'd all have to live with.