A/N: I'm evil. Sorry.
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Chapter Ten: (Nick POV)
The baby was coming soon. I was already seven months pregnant. Johnny would talk to the baby sometimes. He'd tell him/her what a great mother he/she had, and all about both of us. I thought it was sweet, but the gang made fun of him for it.
We were truly happy. Completely, undeniably, happy. I thought nothing in the world could change that. That we would live happily ever after, with our baby. That nothing could touch us. Unfortunately, I was wrong.
We were walking to the DX, because Johnny needed some smokes. I told him that I didn't want him smoking around our baby, or around me while I was pregnant. He agreed. He was very protective of me and this baby, he loved us very much.
We walked into the DX and saw Soda at the register.
"Hey, Soda!" I greeted him warmly. Johnny smiled at him.
"Hey, Nick. Wow, you have that pregnant-lady-glow," he said jokingly.
I smiled. "Thanks."
Just then Steve came in. He was wearing his work uniform and had black smudges all over his face. He must have just been working on a car.
"Well, hello, happy couple," Steve said to us.
"Hey, Steve," Johnny greeted.
They started talking about cars, and Johnny joined in.
All of a sudden a man came into the store. They all stopped talking, and we all stared at him. He had on a large coat, and one hand was under it. He had his head down, looking around suspiciously. He had on a burgundy hat, and jeans.
He walked around the store a bit, and came up to the register. We were talking to Sodapop at the register, but we moved to the side to let Steve help this guy.
Suddenly he pulled out a gun.
"Give me all the money in the register," he ordered. He pointed it right at Steve.
Johnny moved in front of me. "Get outta here!" he whispered urgently.
I was paralyzed with fear. I couldn't move.
Steve started handing him money. "I know that ain't all of it," the guy said. "Give me the rest!" he demanded.
Steve just stood there. He pointed the gun at his face. "I'll shoot ya!" he warned.
"Please don't!" the words were out of my mouth before I could stop them. I stepped forward, away from Johnny. I mean sure, Steve wasn't my closest friend in the world, but he was a great friend and a good guy. I didn't want him killed.
Suddenly the man turned on me. "What'd you say, little girl? Seems a little brave, seein' as you're pregnant and all…" he trailed off, eyeing my stomach. It was obvious I was pregnant, my stomach was huge.
He pointed the gun at me. I had moved away from Johnny, so there was nothing blocking his way from shooting me. I was the perfect target.
Without warning, the gun went off…
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