AN: Well, this chapter is... a little different I guess. Like... ugh, I don't know how to explain. It's not bad, it's just I guess unexpected. You know what, just read, you'll see what I'm talking about.

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Pattie smiled down at the two teens as they sat down at the breakfast table. It had been just over a month ago that she found the two sleeping together in her son's bed, and he still blushed whenever she looked at him.

"So, how did you sleep last night?" she asked cheekily, glancing at her son.

He coughed and blushed a deep red, as he looked away. Rosemary smiled over at her.

"I slept very well, thank you."

Pattie grinned at her; she loved that girl.

"The gang and I are going to the park today," Justin told his mom.

"Rosemary can't go today," Pattie told him, as she took a bite of her breakfast.

"Why?" they both asked.

Pattie looked at both of them, "I need to talk to Rosemary today."

"About what?" Justin asked her.

"Something important," Pattie said, trying to invade the subject.

"Like? Did you find something about her?"

Rosemary looked over at her, her heart pounding.

"No, I didn't. And stop asking."

Justin shrugged at his mom, as he continued to eat, "I doubt Mike will go now."

"Why? Aren't you two still friends?" Pattie asked him.

"Yes, but he wanted to go to the park with Rosemary here," he teased her, elbowing her lightly in the side.

Pattie laughed, as Rosemary blushed.

"It's not funny," she told him.

"You're just saying that because you like him back," Justin laughed.

Rosemary's face flamed up more, as Justin's mouth dropped open in shock.

"Oh my gosh you do!" he laughed, tears streaming down his face, as he fell out of his chair.

"It isn't funny!" she laughed, as he laid on the floor trying to catch his breath.

"You have no idea how funny it actually is though!" he told her, as he grabbed a hold of the chair and hoisted himself back up, "I gotta tell him when I see him."

"You will not!" she told him.

"I will though, you watch."

"Do it. I dare you, see what happens," she hissed at him.

"I'm not scared of you little girl," he taunted her.

She narrowed her eyes at him, and Justin laughed, before bolting from his seat, Rosemary hot on his heels.

"Don't run in the house!" Pattie hollered after the two.

"They like each other," Dylan said from beside her.

"You think so?" Pattie asked him.

"Yes."

"Me to."

"Open this door!" Rosemary shouted, pounding on Justin's door.

"Not on my life!" he laughed, as he leaned against the door, keeping it shut.

She laughed, jiggling the handle, "Come on, open the door!"

"Only if you promise not to hurt me," he told her.

"I'm not promising you anything."

"Then I won't open the door."

"That isn't fair!"

"Life isn't fair."

"Humph," she pouted at having her words used against her, "You sissy."

Justin laughed, "What did you just call me?"

"A sissy!"

The door flew open, as Justin pounced on Rosemary, and started tickling her sides.

"Ah!" she laughed, as she was fell to the ground, giggling, "Stop!"

"Never! You called me a sissy; now you must pay the price!" he told her.

She rolled around on the floor, tears streaming out of her eyes.

"I need to breath!" she shouted.

Justin let up on the tickling, as he hovered above her, his hands and knees on either side of her, as she wiped her tears.

"Meanie," she told him, as she shoved his shoulder.

He laughed, "I don't think you should be mean to the person who has an advantage over you."

She stuck her tongue out at him, before looking up at him, glaring slightly. Then her heart sped up as she realized how close he was to her.

"I want off the floor," she told him, hoping he couldn't hear her heart beat.

"Not until you say I'm not a sissy."

"Never!" she laughed.

He shrugged, as he started to tickle her again. She squirmed under him, as he laughed.

"Take it back?" he asked her.

She shook her head, as she breathed, before being attacked.

"Okay!" she laughed, "I take it back."

He grinned down at her, as he got up. She sat up, wiping her eyes.

"Ha, your face is red," he told her.

She stuck her tongue out at him, as she held her hand out. He grabbed it, helping her up. She looked up at him, as they stood there, her hand in his. He held her gaze.

"They're here!" Pattie called up the staircase.

Rosemary broke the connection, pulling her hand out of his, "I hope you have fun, at the park."

Justin looked at her for a second longer, before clearing his throat, "Thanks. And I hope you and and my mom have fun talking about... whatever."

She smiled and nodded at him, as they headed down the steps together.

Mike smiled at her, as they entered the living room, Christian and Serena talking behind him, "You two ready?"

"I'm not going," she told him.

"What? Why?"

"I'm staying here. Pattie and I are going to talk about somethings."

Mike scrunched his nose up, "Okay. Come on Justin, before it gets dark."

Justin smiled at Rosemary, giving her a quick hug, "Bye, see you later."

"Bye," she told him, as they walked out the door, Serena casting her a glare over her shoulder.

She walked towards the kitchen, where Pattie was sitting at the table, obviously waiting for her.

Rosemary smiled nervously at her, "Am I in trouble?"

Pattie laughed, "Of course not silly. Take a seat."

Rosemary sat down beside Pattie.

"So, as you know, you've been here for about a month now."

Rosemary nodded her head, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

"Well, you probably know, that every month, a girl has her period. I've noticed you on the other hand, haven't."

Rosemary's heart sped up. She had noticed that to.

"You don't think, that... I could be... pregnant do you?" she whispered, as tears welled up in her eyes.

"I don't know sweetie. That's why the other day, I bought a pregnancy test, and I want you to take one."

Rosemary nodded her head, as she wiped at her eyes.

"It's in the bathroom."

Rosemary nodded, as she headed towards the bathroom.

Pattie held her head in her hands, as she waited in the kitchen, holding her breath.

Rosemary came out of the bathroom, tears pouring down her face. That could mean anything; she was crying because she was happy, or she was crying because she was pregnant.

"What does it say?" Pattie asked, her voice hoarse.

Rosemary laid the stick down on the table, as she sat down. Pattie glanced down at the stick, and tears poured out of her eyes.

Pregnant.

Justin and Mike were laughing as they walked into the house, Serena and Christian wrestling behind him.

"We're home!" Justin called out, as he walked into the living room.

His mother was sitting down in the couch, holding a crying Rosemary.

"What happened?" Justin asked.

His mother sniffed, "Go check the kitchen table. Everyone, I think it's best if you go home."

They all mumbled a bye, as Justin quickly walked into the kitchen, to see a stick on the table. What was that?

Confusion spread across his face, as he picked it up. His heart stopped as he read what it said: Pregnant. He dropped the pregnancy test, and it clattered to the floor. He pressed his hand to the wall, as his head started spinning. Running towards the trash can, he pulled the lid off as he puked.

"Justin, are you okay?" his mom called, when she heard a retching sound coming from the kitchen.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," Rosemary cried.

"Sh, sweetie, it's not your fault."

Justin came back into the living room, his sleeve pressed over his mouth.

"Who took it?" he asked, his whole body trembling.

"Rosemary," his mother told him.

Justin sank down into the seat beside Rosemary. She turned to look at him, her eyes red and puffy.

"I... what... how long?" he asked.

"We don't know, I'm taking her to the doctor tomorrow, and we're going to find out."

"I can't have a baby," Rosemary mumbled as she wiped her eyes.

Pattie nodded at her, as she rubbed her back, "I know sweetie."

Rosemary turned to look at Justin, "I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry."

He blinked at her, before reaching an arm out and laying a hand on her cheek, "It's okay."

Tears welled up in her eyes, before she moved over to wrap her arms around him. His arms round around her, as he pulled her to him.

"I'll go make an appointment," Pattie said.

She got up to leave, "Don't worry Rosemary, we'll help you."

"I didn't know," she whispered, "I had no symptoms and I just... I'm so sorry."

He grabbed her chin and made her look up at him, "Don't apologize for something you can't control, you didn't ask to be... for this to happen."

She nodded, as she wiped her face, "I'm sorry I'm such a problem."

He laughed hoarsely, "Don't apologize for that either. I'm glad you're here, even under these circumstances."

She smiled up at him, "Thank you."

He smiled down at her, leaning his forehead against hers, as she sniffed. She closed her eyes, as he rubbed her back. When she opened them, she saw his brown eyes staring back at her. Her heart sped up, as his body moved towards her. Her hand came up, and covered his mouth before he could move any farther.

"You have puke breath," she whispered, smiling slightly.

He laughed, wiping a few tears off of Rosemary's face. She laughed with him, as he leant forward and nuzzled his nose against her.

Rosemary bit her lip as she asked him, "What was that?"

"It's called an Eskimo kiss."

She giggled, as he leant forward and did it again.

Pattie stood in the door way, hand pressed over her mouth, as tears poured down her face. But she was smiling, as she watched the two teens cuddle on the couch, even though her son was getting himself into a tough situation, getting involved with a rape victim who was carrying the rapist's baby. Never the less, she quietly walked up the stairs, as Justin taught Rosemary how to do a butterfly kiss, both ways.

"Ew! Don't use your tongue!" Rosemary screeched.

Justin laughed, "That's how you do it!"

"That's just nasty! Now I gotta scrub my hand, you weirdo. I think I like the other butterfly kiss better."

Justin laughed, as he hugged Rosemary, who was rubbing the back of her hand against his shirt, over and over.

Pattie chuckled at the top of the stairs, and the teenagers continued to talk on the couch, despite the little human that was growing between them.

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AN: There are two types of butterfly kisses: one where you use your eyelashes and like, flutter it over someones skin, and another where you use your tongue, but I don't know how that one works all that way. And, the last one might be called something else, I don't know. Anyway, I hope you liked the chapter, even though it was weird. :) At least, I thought it was weird.