A/N: I finished this one earlier than I originally thought and decided to post it early. I am also finishing up the next chapter as well so I will update again. Thanks to everyone who reviewed and is reading. I appreciate it.

Chelsy slept in the next morning. After her talk with her mother last night, Chelsy went out for a walk around the neighborhood to give her time to think about everything. When she came back to the house, she stared at the ceiling for much of the night. However, so lost in her own head, she forgot she promised her father she would finish a large pile of paperwork for recent repo requests that have come in. As a result, when she walked into the office a little after noon, her father got on her ass so fast he added even more paperwork for her to do that needed be filed. At this rate, she wouldn't leave the office for two days straight.

"Chelsy, hey" her grandfather greeted her walking into the office.

"Hi, you heading back to Bellingham?" she asked him.

"Yeah, I gotta get back. I love you, baby girl," he tells her giving her a hug goodbye. She follows him outside and watches them drive away. As they drove away, a group of bikers pulled in and, just her luck, Abel was one of them.

"Chelsy! Get back in there," her father yells at her.

For the first time in a long time, spending the day stashed inside that office appealed to Chelsy, especially since Abel would have no business coming inside.

"Hey! I got a surprise for you!" Kay tells her barging through the office. "There's a party up by the old Spencer mill tomorrow night. You're coming with me, right?"

"Um…no, I don't think I am. I'm not in a big partying mood right now. I think I'm just gonna go catch a movie or stay home and watch a movie instead," Chelsy said liking option two a lot more.

"What? Since when aren't you in the mood to party?" she asked.

"You ever wonder where we'll be twenty years from now?" Chelsy asks her closest friend as she staples a receipt to a file.

"No, we're not even twenty years old yet and I guess we'll find out where we land in twenty years. Why you asking?" Kay replies laughing a bit.

"We might be married and be mothers, you know. It's so different from our lives now," Chelsy tells her looking at the messy but sexy ponytail her friend put her hair up in.

"We might, but there's no rush. Even if that's where we end up in five years, if we feel it's right for us, then it'll happen. God knows I'm not ready for that shit," Kay tells her.

"Yeah, if it's right for us," Chelsy tells her picking up a new repo request and logging it into the computer system.

"Well, if you change your mind about Spencer's, let me know," Kay tells her giving her a kiss on the cheek goodbye.

Back inside the Garage

"Hey, where's Abel going?" Vivian asks Dane, who's currently checking the oil on a red jeep wrangler.

"The spare keys to the van are in the office. He's getting them," Dane replies wiping his hands on a rag.

"Chelsy's in there," Vivian bites back starting to walk towards the office.

"Hey! They can say hi to each other. It's not a big deal," Dane says pulling her in for a kiss. When she starts to relax, he lets his hand drift over her ass.

"You're such a horny bastard. I need to go check on Chelsy," she tells him laughing.

"Vivian, she'll be fine," he tells her watching her watch Abel with a frown on her face. "Hey, look at me. Did something happen that I need to know about?"

"No, no. Abel just…" Vivian tells him thinking of an excuse as to why Abel shouldn't be near Chelsy.

"Abel what? That kid won't try shit with Chelsy. He's arrogant, but he don't strike me as the type to be that disrespectful cause he knows I'll kill him if he tries anything. Plus, she won't let him try anything so stop worrying," Dane tells her looking back at the door closing behind Abel.

"Yeah, you're right," Vivian placing her hands on his chest and cursing her daughter's taste in men. Of all the Sons her daughter could have slept with, she slept with a guy whose mere presence pisses Dane off….a lot.

Office

"Chelsy" Abel says leaning against the door watching her surrounded by stacks of paper. "Busy much?"

"Abel, you're back," Chelsy says almost, subconsciously, letting her hand drop to her stomach before she stops herself. "I thought your business here was done."

"It's club business. We need the spare key to the black van. How've you been?" he asks her casually before sitting down in a chair.

"Fine…and you?" she replies handing him the spare. Seeing him again was as hard as she thought it would be. They were sitting across from each other and all she wanted to do was tell him she was pregnant so she wouldn't be the only one making the decision to keep the baby or not.

"Pretty good," he tells her letting his eyes drift to her chest a bit as she leans back in her own chair. Before any of them could say anything else, Vivian walks in.

"Hi, guys. Abel, they're waiting for you," she tells them moving to the side as Abel tells them goodbye and walks out. "Chelsy, I-"

"No, it's fine. I'm okay, really. I just didn't think he would be back so soon, that's all," Chelsy tells her mother filing away a stack of finished receipts. I'm gonna be fine."

"You keep saying that, honey," Vivian tells her.

"I'm saying it because I'm keeping it, mom. I'm keeping the baby. I was looking at him and I wanted to tell him so we could make the decision together, but I didn't because there are so many more decisions we would have to make," Chelsy tells her mother before taking a long gulp of orange juice.

"Okay. Are you sure?" Vivian asks her before taking a deep breath herself.

"He walked in here with his blue eyes and smile. He made me smile, mom, the night we…he made me smile in a way I never have before. And our baby is growing inside of me. It's a part of me and I want my baby."

"Well, then, first things first, we need to make an appointment with an ob-gyn," Vivian tells her daughter fighting tears back.

"Yeah. Mom, Abel has a heart condition. He said he's better now, but-" Chelsy confides in her mother. "What if its genetic?"

"Let's see the doctor first and make sure everything's okay so far. Don't stress yourself out, baby. We'll call the ob-gyn now," Vivian says as Chelsy got her phone out and called her ob-gyn to make an appointment.

"I need to tell Abel, but I don't know how," Chelsy says walking to the window and looking through the blinds to see Abel talking to other club members.

"You just get him alone and say the words. You can't sugar coat this," Vivian tells her daughter before letting her get back to work.

Walking out, Vivian makes a phone call to a very old friend of the club who owed the club lots of favors and who just happens to be a private investigator.

"Hey, I need everything you can find on an Abel Teller from California….no, not for the club. This is for me. Keep it between us. Okay, thanks," she says hanging up.

Meanwhile, back inside the office, Chelsy feels her stomach grumble and decides to get a bite to eat. Grabbing her purse, she pulls her keys out and pulls the pregnancy results out one last time for confirmation since her body isn't showing any as of yet.

"Okay, Chelsy, plans for today. Go eat a really big bowl of mom's spaghetti and then figure out when to tell Abel," she tells herself. She walks outside and sees Abel walking towards his bike.

"Hey, Abel?" she calls out to him.

"Hey, you leaving?" he asks her finishing off his cigarette.

"Yeah, going to get something to eat. Wanna join me for a completely platonic meal?" she asks him thinking now is better than later to tell him of his impending fatherhood status.

"Yeah, I could eat. I'll follow you," he tells her giving her a grin.

"Okay, good," she tells him before walking away slightly grinning at him as his gaze follows her movements.

Corbin House

"So how long are you in town for?" Chelsy asks him as they both sit at the table eating spaghetti.

"I'm heading home tomorrow," he replies looking at her. "You ever gonna make a visit down there?"

"To Charming? Someday, I'm pretty sure," she asks him laughing. Her phone rings in her purse and it's a text comes in from Kay.

"I gotta go upstairs to see if she left something here. Just give me a sec," she tells him.

As she runs upstairs, Abel goes to grab the ashtray and his hand brushes against her purse making it fall in the chair. He goes to put her purse back on the table and sees a piece of paper that fell to the floor. He picks it up and reads it. Making himself take a deep breath before he started to panic, he tells himself it doesn't mean it's his. Pregnant, she's pregnant.

"Okay, I found it. I swear she'd leave her head here if she could detach it," Chelsy says coming back downstairs only to abruptly stop as she sees him holding the paper and her purse open.

"You're pregnant?" he asks her with a shocked face.

"Oh…I was kinda hoping we could finish eating first before we get into this," she tells him watching him light his cigarette.

"I'm pretty full. You're pregnant. Is it mine?" he tells her taking deep, long puffs.

"Yes, it is," she replies watching disbelief come over his face. "I'm ten weeks along which translates into a few months ago."

"Are you sure it's mine?" he asks her, his voice void of emotion.

"Of that, I am absolutely sure so if you're having any doubts about paternity, don't do down that road. I found out a few days ago and I'm still reeling from it myself," she tells him watching his reaction. He runs his hands over his face before putting out his cigarette.

"This can't be happening," he quietly tells her. "We used protection."

"Condoms and even birth control don't always work a hundred percent," she tells him crossing her hands across her chest.

"Are you keeping it?" he asks her.

"At first, I wasn't sure, but now I am. It's our baby….it's my baby. I decided to keep it," she tells him bracing herself for his reaction as he pushes the chair into the table in anger.

"You decided this on your own?" he asks her with venom in his voice.

"Yes, I did. It's my body and if you don't want anything to do with the baby, you don't need to be here, Abel. We'll be just fine without you," she tells him with as much venom in her own voice.

"Do you realize how this affects our lives? We live in different states in different charters. I'm twenty-two, you're nineteen. We barely know anything about each other, about our family's. You keep this baby, how are we gonna make this work?" he tells her yelling the last part at her.

"If we love this baby the way he or she deserves to be loved, we will figure out the rest," she tells him softly placing her hands over her stomach. She takes a small step back as he approaches her slowly.

"Who else knows?" he asks her.

"Just my mom. She suspected it before I did," she replies forcing herself to stay still and not let the tears fall as he came closer and closer.

"You're pregnant with my baby," he tells her bringing a shaky hand to cover hers.

"I am," she tells him closing her eyes letting her tears fall.

"I need to go," he says ending their peaceful moment and putting his cut back on. She doesn't say anything to him in response hoping that when the news sinks in, he'll come back.

Nightfall

Later that night, after Chelsy got out of the shower, she turned her body sideways to look at herself in the mirror. Her lower abdomen was slightly bloated, not much, but if one paid close attention, they would notice it. When Abel left, she went back to the clubhouse to finish the paperwork. However, she didn't get much done as she spent a lot of the time looking through the window for Abel.

She was surprised when her mother told her that Abel went to see her. He handed her mother his contact information as well as his own mother's information in case an emergency came up. With the contact information was a small note that said he had club business to take care of the next few days, but he'll be back by the end of the week. Getting dressed in grey sweatpants and a loose black t-shirt, she turns on reruns of I love Lucy.

She gets an incoming picture text from Abel and it was of one of those cute little teddy bears that you get at gas stations and it had a baby blue bow tie and he wrote Cute, huh?

The Next Morning….

Chelsy woke up to pots banging and glass breaking from downstairs. Slowly walking, she sees her mother throw an ashtray into the sink.

"Mom, what's wrong?" she asked.

"Just your dipshit of a father, the usual," she replies casually.

"What'd he do? You know you're his world, right?" Chelsy tells her mother giving her a warm hug.

"Don't worry about that, I can handle your father. I think this'll be the year I cut his stupid dick off. No, you need to worry about your own shit. Abel came by this morning early after they finished up some business. Dane passed out at the clubhouse, and Abel thought it would be perfect to stop by since Dane isn't here. I told Abel when the doctor's appointment was. He seemed upset he couldn't get away from business to come, but I told him you'd keep him posted. He dropped off a gift for you," Vivian tells her.

Chelsy noticed the gift bag on the counter smiling because she knows it's the cute bear.

"He bought his first gift for his baby. It seems Abel's willing to take responsibility," her mother tells her.

"We haven't talked about it. He was stuck on the fact that I'm pregnant with his baby. He's gonna come back this weekend and we'll talk more," she replies playing with the blue bow tie. She turns back to her mother with the gift bag and tells her she needs to get ready.

"Before you go, there's one more thing we need to discuss. I know it's your decision, but we need to tell your father soon. These meetings with Abel, lunch yesterday, him stopping by early this morning and, let me tell you how big of a mistake it was for him to risk coming here in the early hours with Dane at the clubhouse. And then Abel's coming back this weekend. They're both members of this club, sweetie. There are certain rules they have to follow, respect they have to give each other, and Abel has crossed quite a few lines since this whole thing started between you two. Don't give your father anymore ammunition to use against Abel when this comes out. You need to tell him…very soon," her mother tells her going to hand her a glass of milk.

"I didn't…I've been in denial about the club, mom. Everything seemed so much easier if I thought of Abel outside of the club. I know I'm making a mistake with that, but I needed to tell Abel first and then we would decide how and when to tell everyone else. I need to tell dad and everyone here and he needs to tell his own family. And he's not in town for shits and giggles. There's business that he needs to take care of and it's not like we've had hours and hours to discuss things," she tells her mother running her fingers through her hair.

"I know that, baby, but the next time you see each other, these questions need to be answered because your father and the guys will notice Abel coming back up to Tacoma to see you," her mother tells her.

Chelsy nods and walks away, knowing just how fast this whole situation could explode. However, she hopes nothing much will change until she sees Abel this weekend when they can decide, together, to tell their families.