I've been sick today and yesterday so I thought I'd take advantage of the time I have off from work to type my next instalment. Yesterday, I had a show that opened and I preformed with a 100 degree temperature, now I'm setting out to do the same thing again. I hope you guys enjoy it! More soon to come!

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Rizzo walked the empty streets of Rydel. It was geting late, and most people were inside on this unusually chilly night of the year. She didn't know where she was going, but at this point, she didn't care. She did know one thing: she didn't want to have this baby. Her life was just getting good again, and Rich came back and screwed it all up. But, at the same time, deep down, she knew she didn't REALLY want to kill her own child, no matter who the father was.

Rizzo walked a little farther down the road until she came across the once familiar lawn of Rydel High. She sat on the rim of the fountain. Closing her eyes, she remembered all of the good things that happened there: she formed the pink ladies, se met Kenickie, and she and Kenickie became a couple. She smiled at the thought of him, but was pulled back into reality as she realized her hand was resting on her stomach, something she used to do all the time when she was pregnant. Rizzo then started thinking about her first pregnancy. She had been 17 and definitely not prepared. Freshly kicked out of home, she stayed with Frenchy and her parents, but only until she really started to show. Not wanting Frenchy's parents to find out about the baby and then tell her father and Helen, she moved out as soon as all of her old clothes started to get tight. She then moved in with Jan, who lived alone in an apartment downtown. Jan got money from her parents and helped pay for things for Rizzo, and every cent had been paid back since. She stayed with Jan right up to the last day of her pregnancy. That day had been crazy.

~Rizzo and Jan sat, watching TV. Jan sat on the couch, plowing popcorn into her mouth while Rizzo fidgeted on the recliner. She had felt uncomfortable all morning and just felt like she needed to keep moving. Being two weeks overdue didn't help things either. She struggled to stand, her large stomach waying her down.

"Rix, you okay?" Jan asked.

"Oh, ya, I'm just getting some water." She walked to the kitchen, pouring herself a glass of water. But as she poured, she felt something that felt like water run down her pant leg, followed by a brief pang of pain in her lower "woman area."

"Jan!" she yelled, not knowing what to do. Jan had been with her mother during her sibling's births, so Rizzo hoped she'd know what to do.

"Ya?" Jan came walking in the door with half a twinki in her mouth.

"I think my water just broke." Rizzo worried about the fact that she had litterally no idea what to do.

"Oh my gosh, this is so cool!" Jan said and ran to Rizzo, who was now almost folded in half in pain. Jan held her and they walked to their room. She sat Rizzo on her bed and got her a new pair of pants. Rizzo put them on while Jan packed the hospital bad. "Okay, first of all, you have to stay calm," something Rizzo was not. "Now, usually it's really long before the baby is actually born."

"What? How long?" Rizzo almost whimpered in pain, but she tried to do as Jan said and stay calm.

"Well, my mom said her labor with me lasted 18 hours." Jan flashed a smile, that little fact obviously making her feel special.

"18 hours! THIS for 18 hours!???" Rizzo wanted to die, then and there. No matter how many fist fights she had gotten into, everything she had had thrown at her, none of it compared to this pain at the slightest. She laid down on the bed, figuring it would be a while before they actually left.

Jan started to time the contractions, and three hours after the labor had started, they headed for the hospital.

Sweat rolled down Rizzo's face as she labored through another contraction. Jan had left to get coffee, so Rizzo was alone in her hospital room. As the contraction neared it's end, a doctor entered the room and checked on her.

"How are we doing today?" he checked her pulse and then moved beneath the sheets.

"Peechy-keen." Rizzo sarcastically replied.

"Well, is your husband on his way?" he asked, looking up at her.

"I'm not married." she said.

"Well, then we don't have to worry about him missing it. You're about ready to get started."

Rizzo felt her heart leap into her throat. She was very nervous, but wanted to get it over with.

After another 15 minutes of nurses in and out of the room, high stress levels, and agonizing pain, it was all brought to an end by a baby's cry. Rizzo leaned back on the bed, relieved that it was all over. She was not prepared for this next moment. Nothing could have prepared her for this overwhelming feeling of love and admiration as the doctor walked toward her with a tiny baby in his arms. He placed the little baby in it's mother's arms and Rizzo felt her eyes fill with tears, happy tears, for the first time. She moved the pink blanket that was blocking her view of her daughter's face. As soon as Rizzo saw the last person leave the room, she let the tears flow from her eyes. She didn't know how she was going to pay for her daughter, and she had promised Jan she'd move out as soon as the baby was born, but none of that mattered at the moment as the baby looked up into Rizzo's eyes. Rizzo felt a sudden warmth wash over her, and it told her that they were going to be okay.~