Authors note: Hey this has been up on my tumblr for a while, The Diner will be updated next because I need to regroup after this glorious episode.

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It had all happened so fast after that one sentence. He wanted to do nothing more than just faint and throw up, but knew that he couldn't do any of that for the sake of Betty.

"Oh god, Jughead it hurts." She whined and Jughead scooped her up in her arms.

'Damn it, should of taken gym class more seriously.' He thought as he barked orders at his sister and mother.

"I'll grab the bag!" Polly yelled as she stormed up the stairs and Jellybean grabbed his car keys.

"I'll call the doctor!" Gladys yelled and Alice glared.

"She's my daughter Gladys I will call the doctor!" She snapped back and Gladys glared at her reaching for her phone.
"Jughead is MY son and Alice you are drunk as usual." Gladys snapped and Jughead groaned, getting Kevin to help him carry Betty to his truck.

"Mom, Alice I do not care who calls the doctor! SOMEONE JUST CALL THE DOCTOR!" He yelled and Gladys quickly called the doctor.

"Doctor Smit says to meet her in the ER. Time the contractions." Gladys yelled outside as Polly ran down with the baby bag and got in the truck with them.

"Betty, breath remember what we learned in class last week. In and out, in and out." Polly coached her and Jughead sped to the hospital.

Once they arrived at the hospital, Betty was placed in a wheelchair and taken to a room.

"Ok, what seems to the issue Betty?" Dr. Smit asked sitting down next to Betty.

Betty was about to answer her before a contraction hit and she groaned squeezing Jugheads hand.

"She's been having contractions for about an hour, twenty minutes apart. Irregular." Polly stated and Jughead peered at her in shock.

'An hour? How did he not know until ten minutes ago?' He thought and rubbed her back.

"Ok, we are going to monitor you. Considering how big this little lady is I wouldn't be surprised if she came early. Also, we are going to have you drink some water and keep your feet up. A lot of women get Brax and Hicks when they are dehydrated or stressed." Dr. Smit explained and gave her a water bottle which Betty drank slowly.

"That's good, keep drinking and I will come back in an hour to either discharge you or admit you ok." She smiled and left, leaving the three of them alone.

Polly sat next to Betty, rubbing her shoulder gently and Betty relaxed in her touch before the door slammed open with all three of their parents staring at them.

"So much for no stress…" Betty muttered and leaned her head back on the white pillow, rubbing her stomach.

"Son, I came the second I heard about what happened at the shower. I'm sorry I didn't come sooner but Fred has me working overtime.." FP stated looking at Betty worried.

"Look who finally cleaned up their act." Gladys muttered looking at him and FP glared.

"Gladys, you gonna let me see my daughter any time soon?" He asked her and Alice rolled her eyes going to sit with Betty.

"Maybe you can see JB when you send me all the child support that you owe me, you can see her." Gladys snapped back and Jughead sighed rubbing Betty's shoulders.

"They aren't here.. just ignore them.. I am…" He mumbled to her and she giggled a bit before groaning a bit rolling onto her side.

Alice got up, still a bit buzzed from the party and shoved the two exs outside and slammed the door behind her.

"So Alice is currently grandma of the year." Jughead whispered as he rubbed her back and whispered sweet nothings into Bettys hair.

"Shh…" She hissed wanting nothing but silence and he nodded looking over at Polly mouthing 'you think this is it?'.

Polly shrugged before the nurse came in.

"As of right now we are going to admit you for the night, just to keep monitoring the contractions and to keep you hydrated ok mom." She smiled at Betty who groaned giving her the one finger salute.

"Are we having a baby?" Jughead asked her, worried that Lennon was going to be just like his father and try to make life harder on everyone.

"As of right now, sorta. Her contractions have slowed which is good for us because if we can keep the baby in for a little bit longer that's great. But. If they start to pick up again we rather have her in the hospital so we can induce labor so that the baby doesn't get in distress. " The nurse explained, hooking her up to an IV.

Polly rubbed his shoulders.

"I gotta get home Jug, Jay woke up from his nap and while Cheryl is a good baby sitter the little monster is teething and no one needs to deal with that hot mess." Polly said softly and he nodded.

"Give him a kiss for us ok. I bought him a new book, it's in the kitchen ok."

She nodded and left, leaving the two of them alone in the room.

"Four weeks, they want to deliver in four weeks.." Betty mumbled once they were in the new room, her IV hooked up and the monitors beeped.

"You'll be 36 weeks pregnant. Lennon will be about 6 pounds, as big a head of romaine lettuce." He said softly getting into the cot to spoon her.

"Graduation day."

"What?"

"Lennon will be born on graduation day. Can you believe that?"

He laughed, irony. Pure Irony.