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Finally an update! Yay! Its for my girl nona-lovato HAPPY BIRTHDAY on monday!

blulove1711-Haha yes! I listen to music whenever I read. You will see why she wont say them soon! Its okat I love long reviews! And YES I watched the WWHL, I loved it! Demi will always win! Did you see them at the TCA?

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nona-lovato-Yes! Sorry! Of course I do! Mama's gotta be hot! Ik BTR has only one chapter left. Its all good! AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

"Okay... Should I be worried?" Shane asked as everyone walked back into the living room, he sitting himself down on the couch.

Walking behind him I stopped, "I'd like you to meet someone."

"Hey Shane, I'm Kimberly, but everybody calls me Kim or Kimmy, I'm Your daughter." Kimberly announced waving to him from the other side of the room.

Before another word could be spoken Shane blacked out. Luckily he had sat down on the couch before we told him, otherwise it would be bad. He had gotten big, not fat big, but big like muscles.

"Shane..."

"Shane..."

"Shane. Wake up." I called to my passed out ex-boyfriend, and father of my child, as a shook him slightly in the process. His mouth turning into a slight pout although he never woke up.

He just stayed there not moving, "Shane."

"¡Despierta! (Wake up)" I poked him once more.

"Shane Adam Grey wake your ass up right now!" I yelled, he still refused to wake up, so I slapped my hand down on his leg, before walking to the Kitchen.

"Try to wake him up, I'll be right back." I yelled out to the group.

"Haha! Thats cute. Mitchie..." Shane shook my body, I ignored it trying to go back to sleep. "Babe get up, we gotta go to my parents."

"I don't wanna get up." I murmured to Shane's voice, protectively hugging my pillow.

"Okay. Don't say I didn't warn you." HIs voice trailed off, I smiled as I heard him leave the room. Snuggling back up to my pillow, I began to doze off. Finally I feel asleep. Sweet, sweet dreams.

"Shane?" I asked after a moment.

"Yeah?" He answered smiling at me

"Do you even wonder about the future?"

"Of course, I think about Connect 3 and whether or not we'll be able to keep on doing what we love. I think about you, whether you will be there with me when we tour and such or if you will be touring with us. I think about you and me together though, one day you and I being married."

"You want to marry me?" I asked smiling.

"Of course I do. You are-"

"WHAT THE FUCK!" I screamed jumping out of bed, my body instantly cold. Shivering I looked around the room, to find Shane laughing so hard he had to use the bed as leverage.

"I am going to kill you!" I ground out my teeth clenched, as the water slowly dripped from my body.

"Babe, I'm sorry." Shane said trying not to laugh while walking quickly towards the door, as I slowly crept towards him, "You know I love you right." He said in attempt to stop me.

Without thinking I threw my pillow at him causing him to let out an 'opfff!'

Extremely pissed I ignored him, getting into the shower to cool off before I did something I regretted.

"Mitchie are you mad at me?" Shane asked once I got out of the shower, as I started getting dressed.

"No, Shane just leave me alone. Just akhh, I need some air." I sputtered out. Only to have him give me a big hug. "I will get you back one day." I muttered in his ear, only to receive a chuckle. (AN:They did this in an interview Jemi did together. XP)

Caitlyn, Taylor, and Danielle saw me walking in, and instantly back up away from trying to wake up Shane. All of them knowing all too well what he would do.

"Mitchie don't do it!" Nate yelled running over to stop me right as I tipped the container full of ice and cold water. Watching as it splashed on his body, which instantly jerked up.

"ALRIGHT! Wha...What the hell! Mitchie!" Shane screamed so loud that my neighbors a mile down could probably hear him. Looking around the room, he couldn't find what he was looking for.

"Yeah. Yeah. Shane." I clapped my hands right in front of his face. "I'm right here."

"Wh...Why did you do that?" He asked slightly pissed off, as Danielle handed him a towel.

"I said I would get you back." I answered shrugging my shoulders, "and i did, didn't I?"

Shane looked at me confused before realization hit him, "Yeah." He chuckled. "But that was cold."

"Well now you know how I felt, when you did it to me. And you wouldn't wake up." I spoke factly.

"I like my sleep what can I say?" He shrugged his shoulder.

"You're definitely her father." I told Shane who just stood there shocked.

"Oh yeah... Mitchie can I talk to you. Privately?" Shane asked looking around the room at everyone.

"Yeah." Come on I told him, as I walked upstairs to my bedroom.

I walked into my room, locking the door, once we were both inside. "You wanted to talk?"

Without hesitance he spoke "Yeah... So you kept her." he stated, looking me in the eyes.

I couldn't look at him as I responded, my eyes falling to the floor. "Yeah. I did."

"Good." Shane said looking at me "I'm glad you didn't listen to me. I'm glad you kept her." he smiled reassuringly.

"Me too. Look we have to talk about this." I told him scared

"I have to tell you something before you say anything else. I am so sorry! I shouldn't have said what I said to you all those years ago. I was being stupid. I had no right to say anything I did. And I shouldn't have blamed you. I am so sorry. I realize I won't be able to say that enough but its true. If you had listened to me, she wouldn't be here. And I may have just met her, but I love her already." He told me looking over at a picture that was sitting on my bedside table, of Kimberly and me when she was born.

He brought his attention back to me, and I knew what he was going to ask before he said it, "How-"

"She was born August 19 at 12:42 A.M. She was 7 lbs 8 oz. and 20 inches long." I informed him, smiling as realization that he and I shared something, we had for a while, but now it was official.

"Wow" He kept smiling, as I assumed he couldn't stop.

Looking at him I couldn't help but smile, "Wanna meet your daughter?"

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