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In the morning, I said a brief good bye to Charly and Collins. He bowed his head slightly as if to let me know that all was well. Charly hugged me fiercely, and seemed really sad to see me go.

"Remember, the wedding will be in about six months. I want you to be there, and I want it to be after you graduate." She beamed as I nodded.

I waved at them as I walked out of the front door. As I waited for the valet to bring my car, I turned back towards the house and saw a corner of a curtain twitch, and saw Aunt Catherine glaring at me out of a second story window. Before I had time to wonder at this, my car was there.

The drive home took forever, and I was none too happy to see Wickham's truck in our driveway. I went inside and spotted Katie and him on the couch, curled up and watching a movie. I glared at them both and called for my mother. She called from the kitchen. This wasn't good. She sounded excited.

I stepped into the kitchen cautiously and saw Jaime and mom beaming at me from the kitchen table, a plethora of papers lying before them. I slowly sank into a chair on the other side of the table from them.

"What?" I asked, not quite sure what was going to be told me.

Jaime spoke up, and for the first time in a very long time she sounded blissful. "I'm going to study abroad in the spring. In London." She beamed. Oh dear, I would never hear the end of this from mom. How Jaime and Kye were going to get together again and get married and blah blah blah….. I could almost hear it now. But instead of rolling my eyes like I wanted to, I smiled back. "Good for you Jaime. That's awesome." She bounced slightly in her seat.

"And it will be a fresh start for her. I think this will truly be a good thing for her." My mom patted Jaime's shoulder and then smiled at me. I suppose she wanted reassurance.

I smiled at them and then went up to my room. It seemed to be the only sane place in the world. I still had no idea what I was going to do about the information that had just been thrust upon me by way of Darce. He had told me he loved me. Loved me…that sounded so wrong, especially coming from the one person I hated most. Or did I hate him? I had no clue any more. And I couldn't just let Wickham and Katie keep seeing each other. He would use her and then leave her. I couldn't let him hurt her.

I sat down on my bed and put my head in my hands. This was all just one big mess

The next day, as soon as I had pulled up to school, Katie pulled me aside.

"Alexandria. Don't be mad…I…I'm scared. I…I've been sneaking out with Charlie for a while now and ... I…" she started to cry.

"What…" I asked softly.

"I skipped my period."

My jaw dropped. I knew what that meant. It meant that my 14 year old…no she had just turned 15 a few months ago. She might be pregnant. Never had such fear struck me. I grabbed her arm roughly, blindly and pulled her out of the hallway and back towards the car.

"Where are we going?" she sobbed.

"We are going to mom." I said numbly.

"NO!" she sobbed harder into her small hands.

We pulled up to the house a few moments later and I drug my sister towards the house. My mother looked up from her dish sink, her elbows soaking with soap. "Wha…" she asked. I threw my sister in front of her and said pointedly. "Explain."

"Alex, what's going on?" mom asked looking from me to my sister. I pointed at her again. Katie started sobbing, but somehow through her tears, she told mom what she thought had happened.

My mother turned white, then pink, then red. "Where is that boy? I'll kill him." She rung her dish towel as if it was Wickham's neck.

I began to calm her down. "We need to deal with this logically." My mother nodded and then went to her bathroom. She came back out with a white incriminating box.

"Here." She handed the box to Katie. Katie looked at the pregnancy test in her hand, and then went into the bathroom.

"Well, she's about two months along. Not very far into the pregnancy. There are…other options." The doctor was looking over Katie's medical charts that confirmed the fears that we had. I had gone with mom and Katie to the doctors. Mainly for support. My mother looked peeved at the doctor. "Options?" she spat.

"Well yes, options like….abortion."

"Never."

"Or adoption. You won't have to deal with raising another child, Mrs. Benne."

Katie looked up at the doctor from her table. "I am keeping this baby, sir."

Mom and I both looked at her, unbelieving. "I want to keep her, mommy." She said in a small voice.

Mom nodded, holding her hand. My mother would deal with this, and Katie would not be alone.

I banged on Wickhams front door. He finally opened after about ten minutes. "Hey American girl." He grinned. That grin quickly turned when he saw my expression.

"What…"

"If you think you can impregnate a 15 year old girl, and then just walk away, you have another think coming mister!" I screamed at him.

He stood there taken aback. "Excuse me?"

"You….my sister is pregnant because of you! I don't know what kind of laws there are in England but in America, it is illegal to have sex with a minor when you are over the age of 18."

He shook his head again. "American girl. How old do you think I am? I am only 17. I dropped out of high school when I was young. So, technically. That was not illegal. And I thought if the subject was consenting…"

"You ass. You need to take responsibility for this!"

He shook his head wildly. "If you think that I am the only guy your sister's been with, you are sadly mistaken. It could have been any of her boyfrie…."

I punched him square in the mouth. Conceited asshole.

He fell to the ground holding his lip. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"What is wrong with you?! You got my sister pregnant dillweed!"

"I understand that…but why did you deck me?"

"Katie hasn't been with anyone but you since you came here. True she has had many boyfriends in the past, but she is a child. It wasn't until you got here that she probably even knew what sex was!"

"She didn't seem like a novice to me." He shrugged. I swung at him again, but this time he ducked and caught me by the knees, knocking me over.

"Easy, Alex. I will take responsibility for it…."

I sighed with relief.

"…when you can prove it's mine." He finished.

Lying, little leech. I knew that if he had the chance he would run. But I wouldn't let him run. I shoved him off of me in disgust and got back up.

"You will pay for this. If you so much as think of leaving the country, I will know, and I will have your ass arrested faster than you can say, London."

I turned a stomped off

Home was quiet when I got there. Mother had told dad about Katie and he had taken it rather well. I was surprised at how calm he was. Jaime had gone back to NYU, that evening and would be back in a few weeks for thanksgiving. Maria and Liza had gone to a movie in light of the 'news' being told to dad. Katie was in her room, so I went in.

"You talked to him, didn't you?" she asked, hearing me push the door open gently.

"Yes. I did." She shrugged at me and I went and sat on the bed next to her. She looked up from her pillows and placed a hand on her stomach.

"I'm going to have a baby, Alex. How did that happen?" tears streamed down her cheeks, as she closed her eyes. I patted her hand and smiled.

"I don't know Katie. You tell me."

"I never thought that I could get pregnant. I'm only 15 for crying out loud. It just felt right at the time…what me and Charlie did." She shook her head.

"Yeah, well. Not everything that feels right is right."

She laughed without any humor behind it.

I waited for a few minutes, and when she didn't respond, I left her room closing the door quietly behind me.

I would figure out how to make this right. I mean, come on. If I didn't, who would?

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The months went by, and Katie grew bigger. She went to the doctor more often now that she was closer to her due date, which was sometime in late March. It was now January and I still hadn't seen heads or tails of Wickham. Rumors were that he had in fact gone back home to London. I didn't doubt them. He was probably running scared now. He knew that he was in deep trouble as it was, what with getting Katie pregnant and all, so he had left, simply avoiding anything and everything.

I came closer to graduation, my credit almost completed as required and I considered graduating early. Despite everything happening at home(or maybe because of it) Jaime had still gone to London for her spring semester and was talking of staying on for the summer, too. I couldn't blame her. More often than not, I found mom crying to herself and muttering something about failure. Liza and Maria stayed away as often as possible, and I just stayed where I was needed.

It was planned that as soon as I did graduate(which probably was going to be in and around the time that Katie had her baby), I would go to London. Charly had put off her wedding till that next September. Apparently her mother had talked her out of getting married so soon. That worked out for me just fine. I needed to go to London. There was someone that I wanted to find. I had a lot to clear up. And not just with Wickham, either.

I kept my mind as distracted as possible. I couldn't help but think that maybe, if I didn't focus on what was happening at home, that it would all just disappear into the background of reality.

One day in the middle of February, Katie knocked on my door. I was home by myself with her. Mom and Maria and Liza had gone out shopping for some things for Katie's baby and I was supposed to be at work. But I had called in sick. In truth I felt sick, so it wasn't a far cry from the truth. Opening my door to Katie however, made my heart leap into my throat. She looked pale and in pain, clutching her stomach.

"Katie?!"

"I…." she swallowed hard and winced. "I think my water broke." She began to sob as what I now knew to be contractions pulsed through her body.