Thanks for all the reviews, they are greatly appreciated. I was inspired for this chapter, so I hope for more reviews.
Sorry this one is a little messed up, I was having a little writer's block.
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"You're what?" Han stammered.
"I'm pregnant," Kennedy said, with eyes filling with tears again.
"How did that happen?" Han asked.
"Do you want an anatomy lesson or the birds and the bees talk?" Kennedy said, now crying.
"That's not what I meant."
"Well, what the hell do you mean?" Kennedy said, raising her voice.
"Is it mine?" Han asked and was answered with a slap across the face.
"You bastard, of course it's yours!" Kennedy yelled before getting up and walking out of the door.
A stunned Han watched her walk out. He was still too shocked to even think to run after Kennedy. All he could think about was the fact that he was a Daddy.
Neela found Kennedy in her room crying her eyes out. "Kennedy, what's wrong?" Neela asked, putting a comforting arm around her.
"He, he, he asked me if it was his!" Kennedy said and sobbed even harder, "I'm going back to Alabama."
"Why?"
"Because, Han doesn't want this baby, I'm not even sure I do," Kennedy replied.
"Kennedy, I'm shocked at you, that baby is a human life, you can't kill it, or even give it up. It is a part of you, and what you and Han share."
"Don't worry Neela, I couldn't kill it or give it up," Kennedy said, "But I'm going home in a couple weeks."
"Please don't, Kennedy, I would miss you so much, you are like the sister I never had. Forget Han, if he don't want this baby, that's his loss," Neela said, making Kennedy smile.
"Ok, I won't go home, but don't tell anyone, not even Sean."
"I promise," Neela said and held up her pinky finger.
Kennedy laughed as she took her Neela's finger in her own.
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"I can't believe Kennedy is pregnant," Han thought to himself as he drove up the mountain where he had his accident with Sloane all those years ago. He knew he needed to leave his heart with her and let the past go. He pulled off the road to the tree that marked Sloane's death. He got out of his car and walked over to the tree.
"Sloane, I loved you so much, I'm so sorry," Han said softly. He touched the tree where he had carved R.I.P. Sloane.
"She was a good person," a voice behind him said.
Han turned around to find Sloane's little sister behind him.
"Sophie, what are you doing here?" Han asked the tall blonde. He hadn't seen her since he was fifteen. Sloane's mom had moved the family to Australia.
"I had to come back, to see some old friends," Sophie said with a small smirk. She was wearing a yellow tank top and a white miniskirt. Han couldn't help but notice that she was no longer the little girl he remembered.
"What are you doing tonight Han?" Sophie asked, moving closer to him.
"Racing, as usual," Han answered, "Listen, Sophie, it was great seeing you, but I have to get back, I just needed to figure some things out, and as usual, Sloane helped me."
"I'll see you around Han," Sophie said and got in her car and drove off.
Han sat in front of the tree and let his mind wander. He remembered all the things he had done with Sloane and how he had never let another girl get close to him. Somehow, Kennedy had broke through the barriers he had put up. She was like Sloane in so many ways, but so different. He knew that Sloane wasn't as stubborn as Kennedy was. She was more gentle and soft spoken. Kennedy was out going and friendly. Sloane and Kennedy both had a zest for life that he couldn't understand. He also knew that if Sloane was in the position that he and Kennedy were in, that she would give up the baby in a second. Kennedy would never do anything to hurt the baby. She would protect it with all her being. Sloane wasn't made to live for a long time. She did what she was put on Earth to do, and that was open his heart from the cold hardness that resulted from his parents arguing, fighting, and yelling at each other all the time. He witnessed his own father kill his mother with a baseball bat and his father was roaming free. He ran out after that and took comfort in growing up with his cousins and learning to race. He made his own way after that, took care of himself and was never a liability to someone else.
Han knew what he needed to do. He needed to find Kennedy and tell her how much he loved her and wanted her and the baby.
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"Kennedy, You are leaving this room and going to the races tonight!" Neela said for the fifth time.
"Neela, I can't," Kennedy said.
"You are going to make Sean, Twinkie, and everyone else suspicious!" Neela said.
"Oh, fine, will you help me get ready?" Kennedy said in a defeated voice.
Twenty minutes later, Kennedy was dressed in tight blue jeans with knee high fur trimmed boots. She had on a pink long sleeved shirt with a black tank top on over it. She had her hair pulled up in a messy bun and only eyeliner and mascara on. Neela was dressed in a white dress that came to her mid thigh and thigh high boots on.
"Well, aren't you gorgeous," Neela commented when Kennedy came out of the bathroom.
"Don't joke Neela, I look like crap, I'm pregnant," Kennedy said.
"Whatever, you do have a natural glow to your face," Neela said and pulled Kennedy out of the room.
They arrived at the races in time to watch Sean race. He won, of course.
Kennedy was sitting on Sean's car when Twinkie walked up, "What's going on Kenny?"
"Nothing, why?" Kennedy replied, not looking Twinkie in the eye.
"I'm not stupid, I know something is up between you and Han," Twinkie said.
"How did you know?" Kennedy whispered.
"Han looks like someone died. I know that you guys haven't talked at all in two days, since you stayed in Neela's room crying all day, on your birthday."
"Twinkie, I'm pregnant," Kennedy said, looking at the ground.
"Oh, did you tell Han?" Twinkie asked.
"Yeah, and he got pissed and asked me if it was his," Kennedy said, getting angry just thinking of that day.
"Oh, wow, he really is stupid," Twinkie replied.
"What do you mean?"
"Well anyone can see that you are head over heels for him, and he hasn't looked at another girl since you got here. He even went to the place where Sloane died."
"He did?" Kennedy asked.
Twinkie nodded and walked off to let Kennedy think. Then a tall, asian guy walked up to Kennedy.
"Hey babe, my name is Lawrence, want to have some fun?" the guy asked Kennedy.
"I can't, sorry," Kennedy said and walked off. Lawrence followed her to the lifts and got in one with her. He leaned up against her, rubbing his arm up and down her back.
"Look creep, I said Get Lost!" Kennedy said and kicked him in the crotch. The lift opened and Kennedy found Twinkie.
"Twink, there's this guy and he was all over me, I told him no, and he was forcing himself on me," Kennedy said quickly. Twinkie pulled her over to where Han, Sean, Neela, and a couple of other people were sitting.
Then a tall blonde walked over to Han and sat in his lap, running her hands through Han's hair. Kennedy sat in shock as Han just sat there. Kennedy jumped up and pulled the blonde up by her long hair.
"Listen Bitch, go find some other guy," Kennedy said, and let go of the girls' hair.
The blonde walked off and Han stared at Kennedy and finally said, "What was that?"
"You're an asshole," Kennedy replied.
Sean sat and looked at everyone with a bewildered look on his face, "Did I miss something?"
Neela shook her head.
"Neela, will you go with me to get something to drink?" Kennedy asked.
"Yeah," Neela replied and followed Kennedy to the coke machines.
Kennedy put her money in the machine and got a Dr. Pepper while Neela was talking to a couple of old friends. Then, Lawrence pushed Kennedy up against the coke machine.
"How does that feel whore?" Lawrence said. Kennedy couldn't do anything, she was face first against the machine, and the machine was in the corner of the parking garage, blocked from the crowd's view. Then, Kennedy heard a grunt and the weight of Lawrence was shoved off of her. Han had gone to get some munchies and saw Lawrence pushing a dark haired girl against the coke machine. He hated that guy, always had, and went to help the poor girl, only to find that it was Kennedy.
Han and Lawrence started fighting. They kept hitting each other, then Twinkie and Sean came running up. They broke up the fight and ran Lawrence off. Before Han could check on Kennedy or Kennedy check on Han, Sophie had come running up to Han.
"Oh, Han, are you okay?" Sophie asked.
Kennedy was amazed that the same tall blonde chick that she had pulled off Han's lap earlier was back again, this time checking him to make sure he was okay. She pulled the girls' hair again and jerked her around to face her.
"Don't touch Han," Kennedy said and slapped Sophie.
Sophie turned to walk off and pulled her arm back and punched Kennedy in the stomach. Kennedy yelled in pain and fell to the ground, Twinkie caught her before she hit the concrete. Han grabbed Sophie by the arm and was going to hit her when Neela came up and punched her square on the nose. Sophie grabbed her nose and ran off.
"Is she okay?" Han asked.
"No, she needs to be at the hospital, she's losing the baby," Neela said and indicated to the blood starting to stain Kennedy's blue jeans.
Han picked Kennedy up and put her in his car. He drove as fast as he could to the hospital. He pulled up in front of the emergency room doors and carried her inside. Neela, Sean, and Twinkie followed him inside after they parked all the cars. The nurses laid Kennedy on a stretcher and took her to the operating room. They told Han he could wait in the waiting room.
"She's pregnant?" Sean asked.
"Yes," Han replied.
"Am I the last to know?" Sean asked.
"Yes," Neela answered.
Nobody said anything for several minutes. Sean finally broke the silence, " Well, at least its you Han."
Han looked away, feeling guilty.
"It is yours, right?" Sean asked when Han wouldn't meet his gaze.
"Yes, it is, I was thinking about the last things I said to Kennedy," Han said.
"What did you say?" Sean asked.
"I asked her if it was mine," Han answered. A silence fell over the small group again.
After what seemed like an eternity, the doctor finally came out of the operating room.
Han stood up, along with the rest of the group, wanting to be the first to see Kennedy, but knew he had forfeited that right when he questioned her, and left her.
"How is she," Neela asked.
"I need to know the closest family member before I tell you how Kennedy is," the doctor replied.
"I am the closest family member," Neela answered, and Sean stepped up to back up her story.
"This is my wife, and that's my cousin in there in the operating room. We are the only family she has," Sean said with a stubborn look in his eyes.
"Very well," the doctor started, "Kennedy has suffered some severe blood loss, but we were able to stop the bleeding, and save the baby. She is in a lot of pain because her body started rejecting the baby and the blood we were giving her," the doctor said.
"Will she be okay?" Han asked.
"I'm not sure if she will, she did lose a lot of blood, so no visitors until tomorrow," the doctor replied.
"Please, I need to see her, that's my baby she's carrying," Han pleaded.
"I will allow it, but only if they agree," the doctor said, indicating to Sean and Neela, who nodded their heads.
Han followed the doctor to Kennedy's room and was surprised to find that the beautiful, vibrant, woman he knew and loved had been replace by a pale, sick looking, person that he didn't recognize. His eyes filled with tears when he realized that all of this could have been avoided if he had been there for Kennedy when she found out she was pregnant. She wouldn't have hit Sophie, and Sophie wouldn't have hit her in the stomach. He went over to the bed and held her hand. He sat in the chair beside the bed and watched her sleep. He fell asleep with her hand in his and his head on the bed.
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This chapter was the hardest for me to write. Please tell me if you like it or hate it, or what you would like to happen.. Thanks again for all the reviews!