Max put her bowl of noodles into the microwave and set the timer for them before going to the door, she then went to open it and greeted Chelsea. "Hello!" she smiled fondly to her best friend, but looked worried at the expression on her face. "Something's wrong..."

"Yeah..." Chelsea whispers, having been able to get over her mental fear of talking to people, only talking to Max and Kevin though. She sniffled and wiped her eyes. "Can I come in?" She asks in a whisper.

Max nodded, she opened the door for Chelsea. "Of course... You wanna watch TV?" she offered, attempting to make a joke about her family's poor lifestyle. "We got three channels like in the old days."

Chelsea came in, but shook her head at the TV idea. "Is there somewhere we can talk?" She asks.

"It's just me here, Chels..." Max said softly. "Grandma's at Bingo, I was just about to have some lunch."

"Well, you can eat while we talk." Chelsea says softly. She went to where Max would eat and wiped her eyes on her sleeve.

"You want something?" Max offered as she went to check on her noodles. "I got some milk that's gonna go bad in a week or so..."

Chelsea shook her head and almost started crying from the implication her mind jumped too at that question. After taking a second to calm down, she looked down at the table. "I-I went to the d-doctor's today..." she says softly.

"Oh?" Max asked once she took her bowl out and mixed up the noodles.

"Yeah... I-I started throwing u-up in th-the mornings... A-And I've gained weight..." Chelsea says quietly, not going to say the biggest bit until Max sat down.

Max's face paled, she had an idea of what probably happened, but she didn't want to flat out ask about it, when it happened and who did it, but her curiosity was piqued. "Ch-Chelsea... A-Are you... What I think you are...?" she sounded scared, nervous, and worried for her best friend.

"Y-Yeah... I-I'm pregnant" Chelsea said, her eyes unfocused as she looked at the wall.

Max slowly slurped her next noodle and finished it with a heavy gulp. "Oh, Chelsea... I-I'm happy for you, congratulations, but... You don't seem happy..."

Chelsea shook her head. "It... Wasn't planned... The f-father had me hostage..." she whispers.

Max looked even more scared. "Was it one of those brainless bandits?" she then asked, though sounded a little serious.

Chelsea shivered but nodded. "The tall one... Marv." she says quietly.

"Oh, Chelsea..." Max frowned in sadness for her friend. "I'm so sorry."

"What should I do?" Chelsea sniffs. "I-I can't tell anyone, b-but you and K-Kevin."

"Oh, Chelsea, it'll be okay..." Max set her lunch down and scooted closer to Chelsea. "Oh, what CAN you do...?" she frowned, trying to think of a solution.

Chelsea hugged her friend, even though it was bad, she would never get rid of the baby.

"Y-You know, Chelsea..." Max knew this sounded risque, but maybe it would help make her friend feel better. "If you want, you can just get rid of the baby... Either by adoption or abortion... But it's your decision..."

"N-Not Abortion... M-Maybe adoption..." Chelsea whispers.

"Maybe..." Max agreed then, realizing how bad that sounded and Chelsea would never do such a thing. "I'm very sorry about this, Chelsea..." She just wished there was something she could do.

Chelsea hugged her friend again. "H-Help tell m-my parents?" She asks softly.

"I'll try..." Max gave an apologetic smile.

Chelsea nodded and made sure her shirt didn't ride up to show her stomach.

Max finished up her lunch and then went to set the bowl in the sink. "Now or later?" she then asked after she came back to Chelsea once she had a fuller belly now.

"N-Now... I-If possible..." Chelsea says quietly.

"Sure..." Max smiled, they then made their way out, the snow was melting, but the flowers were still away for the season, but Spring was still just around the corner and all loved the season, except for Max, due to her constant allergies more extreme during Spring than any other time of the year.

Chelsea wrapped her arms around herself, nervous, as they walked to her house. Max kept close by Chelsea as they walked to their house.


Kevin was given slightly better treatment around home, but still, he felt closer to Chelsea, and now Max was even his friend. Overtime he had grown worried about Chelsea since she had been acting differently and didn't seem as sweet and lovable, sure, she still meant well, but she was very different. Chelsea let Max in first and followed.

Kate was in the kitchen baking brownies. Max felt weird about being the first one in, but she cracked the door a bit and walked in with Chelsea. Peter was just finishing up a phone call and for the family, it seemed like a peaceful day. Kevin was playing a video game by himself while everybody else was doing their own thing.

Kate looked as the girls entered the kitchen. "Hello, Max, what are you doing here?" She asks, nicely though.

Chelsea hid slightly behind Max.

"Um... Well... Chelsea and I have something to tell you..." Max said softly and calmly.

Peter overheard them and came to see what was going on. "What's going on, honey?" he asked, then saw who was there. "Oh, Maxine..."

Max hid a flinch about being called that, she couldn't stand that name. "Yes..."

Kevin paused his video game and looked over the couch to see Max and Chelsea at the door.

"Yes?" Kate asks, sounding hopeful that Chelsea would finally talk again.

Chelsea opened her mouth, but closed it, her lower lip trembling a little.

"Um... Do you want me to tell her?" Max quietly offered, seeing how Chelsea didn't talk to anyone anymore unless it was herself or Kevin.

Peter looked hopeful too, but a little unhappy as Chelsea didn't say a word. Kate tried not to be too disappointed. Chelsea nodded slowly.

"Mr. and Mrs. McCallister..." Max gave them their full names instead of when she was a child and called them 'Mr. and Mrs. Mac'. "Someone... Has been rather intimate with your daughter..." she replied, trying to sound mature about it and not too overwhelmed.

Peter grew protective. "What do you mean?"

Max gulped slightly. "S-She's with child..."

Kate laughed like she had when they discovered that Kevin wasn't with them. "What?!" She then screams and fainted.

Chelsea flinched and whimpered.

Peter quickly went to his ill wife now.

Max held Chelsea. "It's okay..." she cooed.

"Mom!" Kevin rushed in the room once he heard the scream.

Chelsea clung tightly to Max. Kate looked up at Peter after she woke.

"Kevin, go get your mother some water." Peter told his youngest.

Kevin nodded and went to go do that.

Max didn't let go of Chelsea until she would want to. "I'm very sorry..." she said to the couple from the surprising news.

"What does she mean she's pregnant... How?" Kate asks, her voice weak with shock.

Kevin handed his mother the glass of water. "Mom... Dad... Being home alone wasn't as easy as it sounded."


Kate sipped at the water. Her piercing gaze on Kevin. Kevin looked to Max and Chelsea, wondering if it would be okay if he could tell his parents about what happened. Max thought it would be best, but it was really up to Chelsea. Chelsea nodded softly, though this probably was news to Kevin about what had obviously happened. Kevin took a deep breath to explain to his parents and told them about Harry and Marv and that the cop who came to their house before they would go to Paris the next morning was really the crook known as Harry Lime and he had a partner named Marv Merchants. Kevin didn't know about the pregnancy, but he brought up the fact that Chelsea was kidnapped at one point and he had to save her.

Peter tried to absorb all that, he seemed very angered with Harry and Marv and speculated that during Chelsea's kidnapping, that one of them must have violated his daughter. Kate instantly pulled the three younger people into a hug. Chelsea sniffled softly. Kevin wasn't sure what happened, but if it would make Chelsea happy, he was going to help in anyway he could. The same went for Max, she may not have been a McCallister, but they were a second family to her growing up and still were to this day.


Six months later, Chelsea had given birth to the baby. She had spent the six months thinking that maybe the baby should be adopted. But as her baby boy was placed in her arms, she knew she could never give him up. She was tired but she managed a gentle smile to her baby. "I'm never going to let you go, William..." she says softly.

Kate looked surprised Chelsea had talked, but happy. Peter was also happy that Chelsea was talking again. Max was glad to have helped with what she could and if Chelsea wanted her to, she would help with the baby. Chelsea promised she would never let him go, and she stuck to her word. This was a truly sweet moment.