Woah guys! Thanks for all your reviews that was the highest reviewed chapter so far! Well as I'm writing this I got 17 reviews for chapter 9! I really thought the last chapter was rubbish!

And yes someone left a review about 7th heaven, ha yes it was loosely based on that scene, I had mentioned before I used to write fan fics on an old account and they were 7th heaven! Lol. Plus they were best friends so i thought 'hey might as well'

Chapter dedications: I have several today! Valleygirlxoxo new fic 'Just trust me'- it's so good! Trust me go have a look and review! Onigiiri's fic Internet girl- brilliant Smitchie AU fic, definitely worth a read! Addimissmaddi's fic Remember when we first met, first day – I love this fic about how the C3 guys got together! And last but certainly not least xoxoteamjonasandedward4evaxoxo's fic two different worlds collide- absolutely love this fic!

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Anyway here's CHAPTER 10: 8 REVIEWS TIL NEXT CHAPTER!

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Nate POV:

I made my way into Mitchie's back yard to see her slumped on the floor crying hysterically. My heart instantly broke as I saw her, she was distraught. I have never been good with females and their emotions and I had the urge to turn back and run away, but she needed me, and she still needed Shane, as much as she can't see that right now.

I sat down cross legged beside her, she looked up at me momentarily before hiding her tear stained face in her lap. I pulled her into my arms, as she buried her head into my chest. We sat there silently for a few minutes until her crying began to subside.

"I hate him" she mumbled, her head still buried in my chest, against a now damp tee.

I drew small circles on her back with my finger "no you don't" I replied quietly

"I do, how could he be so fucking stupid" my eyes widened a little, it wasn't like Mitchie to cuss in public, she really must be upset.

"I know Mitch, but it was a stupid drunken mistake" I realised as I said those words that I had to support Shane, no matter how angry I or anyone else was with him.

She was silent for a moment "I used to really like him you know."

"I know" even though hearing it from Jake hurt, this was like a small knife being plunged into my chest.

"No, like really liked him"

"I know" I repeated. She started crying again, her hands gripping tightly to my top. I closed my eyes momentarily as I hoisted myself and her to our feet and picked her up in my arms. She wrapped her arms around my neck, her face still hidden as I took her to her room. This was certainly not helping my feelings.

I laid her down on her bed as she finally looked up at me. "What's he going to do, how is he going to cope?"

That was a question I had been constantly asking myself since I found out, he had no job, very little money to his name,and a small shared apartment. "I really don't know"

She sighed, and the conversation of Shane stopped there. I tried my best to take her mind off of him and his situation, which ultimately ended up in us watching a film. I looked at her collection of films, trying to find one which may lift her mood slightly. I soon dismissed all chick flicks and films including Juno and Knocked up. As funny as they were, this was certainly not the occasion to be watching a feature film on pregnancies. I decided on season 5 of Scrubs.

I crawled towards the DVD player and put the disc in before sitting on a bean bag in the corner of her room. I glanced quickly up at her as she raised an eyebrow "What are you doing all the way over there stranger?"

I shrugged

She patted her bed slightly "C'mon you antisocial git, there's plenty of room up here" true, she did have a king sized bed. I apprehensively got up and sat on her bed next to her.

We had watched three episodes before I felt her head lean against my shoulder as she yawned "Nate?" She said quietly

"Yeah..." I replied not taking my eyes off the TV in front of me

"Thank you"

I smiled; I turned my head slightly ready to say something to see her fast asleep. I rolled my eyes before turning my focus back to JD and Turk "You're welcome"

Shane POV:

I brought my legs to my chest, as I looked up into the dark night sky. The cold breeze should have made me shiver, but I couldn't feel anything, I was numb. I felt tears slide down my face as I began to remember those heart shattering words that had left mitchie's mouth. She hated me. And I couldn't blame her. I sat silently on my porch as I remember the events of the past few hours.

When I left the Torres' Jake and Nate were waiting patiently on the steps. Nate with his heads in his hands. I tried to make a quick escape hoping neither of them would see me, I needed to go to a quiet place where I could wallow in my own self pity. But no such luck, Jake grabbed my arm and dragged me home, and sat there as I broke the news to my parents. My mom broke down crying and my dad? Well his reaction was more physical, a nice slap across my face. He told me to get out of his sight, and that brings me back to now. Sitting alone, with no one on my side.

I hate myself, I hate Jake for dragging me to that stupid party, and I hate Sarah for having to approach me when I was on my own. If she had just left me be, I would be fine right now. My brother wouldn't be comforting my best friend, my parents wouldn't hate me, and I wouldn't have a stupid kid on the way.

I got up off the ground and stood next to the wooden pillar I was leaning against, before smashing my left fist into it. I didn't flinch, or groan in pain, I just watched as my knuckles turned instantly purple and small amounts of blood seeped through tiny gashes across my hand.

I had to speak to Mitchie, I needed to explain myself, I needed her forgiveness, I needed her.

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Nate POV

I rubbed my eyes as I looked towards the digital clock beside me "6:57" shit. I must have fallen asleep. I looked to my left to see Mitchie sound asleep, her eyes still slightly puffy. I quietly got off the bed, trying my best to not disturb her. I leant down and placed a small kiss on her forehead, before making my way home; knowing Shane would be in pieces by now.

I let myself in the front door, and started looking for Shane, after establishing he wasn't upstairs in made my way down towards the living room and kitchen, still no Shane. I raised my eyebrow slightly as I saw the back door was open slightly. I opened it to see Shane standing, looking blankly towards his hand.

I walked towards him, getting a better look at him. His eyes were bloodshot; his right cheek had a slightly purplish glow, and his hand...

"Jesus Shane what the hell happened to your hand"

He seemed slightly startled at my presence. He shrugged slightly still watching the blood trickling down his fingers. I grabbed it gently and pulled it towards me to inspect it. I sighed at the realisation that he had done this, before dropping it to his side carefully.

"Also care to explain why you have a purple hand print on your face?"

"I deserved it" he managed to croak out

"Shane that wasn't my question. Who slapped you?"

"Dad" he said barely audibly. Dad? Dad was never the violent type. Sure he got angry from time to time, but he never resulted to physical violence. This weekend sure if full of surprises

"C'mon let's get some ice on that hand"

He slowly made his way into the kitchen and sat on the wooden bench beside the table "How is she?"

"Who?" I asked ignorantly, knowing full well who he was on about

"Mitchie"

"She's pretty torn up" I stated truthfully as I pulled a bag of frozen peas out of the freezer. Placing it on his swollen hand. He winced slightly, adjusting to the coldness.

"I've really ruined everything haven't I? Everyone hates me. I might as well disappear off the face of the earth"

I sat opposite him, running my hands through my hair "No one hates you. You've just got to give people time to adjust to this, it's a big deal. And what makes it worse is that you haven't even had a chance to adjust to this"

He looked up at me and smiled slightly "So you don't hate me?"

"Of course I don't, you're my brother. I was angry when I had to find out everything from Jake, but I don't hate you, I don't think I could"

His expression softened a little "Thanks Nate." He said sincerely "Do you think I can fix things between Mitchie and me?"

"You can fix anything if you want to enough."

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Mitchie POV

I woke up the next morning, my head pounding slightly from my crying. For a split second I thought it had all been one stupid nightmare, before reality hit me. I dragged myself off my bed towards my full length mirror, inspecting my appearance. I was still in yesterday's clothes, my hair was standing in every direction and my face was streaked with mascara. Very attractive Mitchie, Very attractive.

I grabbed a towel and a fresh change of clothes and entered my en suite bathroom, turning on the shower.

After what felt like the longest shower I had ever taken I dried myself off, slipping on a grey hoody on with a pair of dark blue skinny jeans and a pair of white plimsolls . I sat down on the edge of my bed, loosely towel drying my hair. I was in no mood to make an effort with my appearance. My phone started to vibrate as a ringtone closely followed it; I reached over to my bed side table and grabbed it. I didn't bother looking at the caller ID

"Hello?"

"Mitch-"I knew exactly who it was. Him.

"Piss off." I hung up before throwing my phone to the floor with all my might. To my surprise it didn't break, instead the battery and the sim card went flying across my room.

I sat there thinking what I should do with myself. I couldn't be bothered. Yet I needed something, anything to preoccupy me, knowing otherwise I'd end up crying again. I'm not the most emotionally strong person if you hadn't of already realised.

I finally decided on my last resort- homework. I reluctantly sat at my desk and began reading Romeo and Juliet, as much as I loved the film, I could not stand the book. I couldn't get my head around the language. I must have gotten a good 20 pages into the book before I heard a tapping at my window.

I ignored it at first but it soon became persistent. I sighed and made my way to the window, and pulled it open to reveal Shane. How ironic this moment is. I was about to slam the window shut as I realised his bruised face and battered hand. I felt my expression softened a bit. However much I despised him at this moment in time, it still cut me up inside when I saw him hurt.

"Please Mitchie can we talk" his tone was desperate again

"I really don't want to hear it Shane, please leave me alone"

"No... "

"Please Shane" I begged slightly, I felt tears begin to prick at my eyes again. Oh great.

"No" god he was being persistent "I'm not leaving till you talk to me"

"Good luck with that 'cos you've got to go back to college tonight" and with that I slammed the window shut and pulled my curtain closed.

I tried my best to continue reading yet I couldn't. I pulled open one of my draws and grabbed my iPod, and stuffed the headphones in my ears. I turned the volume up to the loudest it could possibly go and threw myself down on my bed, staring at the ceiling, as depressing and sad lyrics rang through my ears.

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Shane POV

I sighed as I glanced at my watch, it was already 2pm and I had been sitting down in Mitchie's front yard waiting for her to talk to me for just over four hours. And still nothing. I had called Nate earlier, asking him nicely to pack my bag for me, knowing there was a strong possibility that I would be waiting out here until I had to leave.

After our talk last night, I realised how lucky I was to have a brother like him, however much of an idiot I was, he was still there for me. Remind me to do the same if he ever gets in a mess. Saying that he probably wouldn't, he has far more sense than I'll ever have.

I really didn't want to go back to college. The fact that Sarah and I are having a baby is bound to be hot news by now. My trouble of making friends was certainly going to get worse now. I didn't know what I was supposed to say to Sarah when I bump into her next, what does she expect from me? Of course I'll be the decent person and take responsibility and support her, but she didn't have the intention of us becoming a couple did she?

My thoughts were interrupted as I thought I saw Mitchie's curtain flicker slightly. Nothing. I sighed for the millionth time today. She wasn't going to make this easy was she?

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I glanced at the time on my phone; I really had to get going. If I did not report to reception that I was in the college grounds by 8pm I would be scolded. I reluctantly got to my feet looked towards her window, seeing it flicker again, seeing her face look at me momentarily before closing the curtain. I hung my head and turned away, making my way to my car and back to college.

Queue the rumours.

There you go, another rubbish chapter, I was going to get him back to college in this chapter but I don't want to rush events, even though Sarah's only like 4 weeks pregnant lol. Who do you feel more sorry for? Plus dont you love Nate? REMEMBER TO READ AND REVIEW PLEASE! EVEN IF IT'S ONE-WORDED! I get all these alerts and hits and only a few reviews!

SPOILERS:

RUMOURS FLY AT SHANES COLLEGE AND AT MITCHIES SCHOOL

SHANE REALISES SOMETHING

JASON AND SHANE WORK ON THEIR SONG

SARAH AND SHANE TALK???

Next chapter up by monday at the latest- you know me, i always end up posting it before the deadline