A/N: So here it is! The last real chapter! D= It's kind of long, so yes...don't worry! More to come in the EPILOGUE!

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Months and months had passed. As Heather and Whatsername grew bigger, so did the the loads on everyone's shoulders. Tunny was a wreck. Christina let him know about her departure over the phone right before she left. He had to admit he was heartbroken. How could she leave like that? How could she put herself in such danger and not care about him? He didn't really even care anymore...

It was May by now. The year was winding down and so was Jimmy's patience for Jingletown. He hated it now...Johnny looked more and more miserable as he knew that his time together with Jimmy was winding down. Jimmy had already begun to pack his things, hoping Dee wouldn't notice. She was in class while he decided to stay home one day. He was looking through the pictures that he had taken with Johnny during spring break. He smiled coming across a few shots of Johnny either with his eyes closed or not looking at the camera or making the weirdest face. But his favorite was the one where all he could see was the two of them smiling, their lips conjoined lovingly. He promised himself to save that one.

But right as he went to look at the next photo, he was interrupted by a loud frantic banging on the door. It couldn't have been Dee. Classes weren't over yet. Carefully, he went to answer it, cautiously opening the door. Outside was a young man, about a year or two older than him, panting and out of breath. His messy mousey brown hair was covered in sweat as his eyes frantically searched inside.

"Where's Dee?" he begged, refusing to look at Jimmy.

"Shes in class...Can I, uh, help you?"

The boy nodded quickley. "Let me in! He's after me!"

"Who?"

He looked around to make sure the coast was clear. "My dealer...Fuck! Let me in!" The boy just darted in right away, determined to get out. He panted and locked the door, glad to be inside.

Jimmy just through the boy the most awkward glance. "Um, ok...You...here for the dope?" The boy nodded as Jimmy snuck into his sister's room. He knew exactly where she kept it. In her drawer. He'd always go in there and steal it when she wasn't looking. He grabbed a little baggie and waltzed right back to the boy, holding it in his hand teasingly. The boy practically lunged for it but Jimmy pulled away. "What's in it for me?"

"What?"

"If I give you this, what'll you give me?"

"I dunno...anything!"

Jimmy took a moment to really think about what he wanted most. The first thing in his mind was Johnny. But he knew this kid couldn't give him that. So he went for the next best option.

"I give you the drugs, and you help me get out of this shithole."

"Done! Now...please..."

Jimmy smirked and held the drug closer to the boy. "I don't think you want it bad enough...What else can you offer me?"

"I dunno...all I got left is myself I guess. Why? You want me?" the boy said, attempting to be seductive. It wasn't working.

"No thanks...just take your dope..."

Jimmy threw the bag at the boy and watched him sigh in relief. He quickly pulled out his 'equipment' and shot up as soon as possible. His jittery persona seemed to fade into a calm, suave one as the drug hit him. "Thanks kid...you really are a saint, you know?"

"I guess? I wouldn't say so, but ok..."

"No really. I was gonna skip town anyway with my buddy. Safety in numbers in those parts."

Jimmy shrugged and sat next to the boy, pulling out a cigarette and stealing the boy's lighter. "You have a name?"

"Andrew. You?"

He took a long drag from his cigarette and answered suavely. "Jimmy."

"Well, you're a saint, Jimmy."

Jimmy smiled to himself. He was starting to like this guy. "So where are you heading anyway?"

"I dunno. It's a place they call Murder City, aptly named of course. My friend owns an apartment down there. We can crash there. How old are you anyway, kid?"

"Seventeen..."

Andrew looked him over quickly. "Eh, we'll make you pass for at least nineteen. Do something with that hair." Jimmy had been letting his full head of hair grow back, messy as possible. "Get a few tattoos, you know...ugh...touch up your roots, dude..."

Jimmy sort of blushed, looking around. "So what about rent and shit?"

"Nah, we got it. It's cool...but..." A smirk now appeared on Andrew's face. "You could get some income you know..."

"You mean like getting a job?"

"No...much better." He leaned in and looked Jimmy right in his frantic looking green eyes. "You have dealer potential, kid."

"I-I do?"

"Totally. You're a natural with negotiating. You got me in on the first try. Most dealers can't do that…"

Jimmy grinned proudly to himself. Andrew seemed to have a lot of faith in him. Maybe he would make a good dealer… Maybe he could show Dee how it was done. Maybe he could be more popular than her… Maybe he could be a celebrity. Everyone would know his name. Everyone would know who he was…

He smiled more, his interesting for the offer growing with his smile. "Ok…I'll give it a try."

Andrew smirked and laughed, the drug taking over his system. "Perfect…Well, I better get going… How about I pick you up in two weeks? Sound good?"

"Sounds fine."

"Great…" he went to get up and leave the room, turning back to the boy and winking. "Nice doing business with you, saint…"

Jimmy smirked to himself as Andrew left. He was a saint….a fucking saint. Saint Jimmy….

It was the day of Johnny's mother's wedding. Johnny couldn't believe it had come so soon. He wasn't the biggest fan of her fiancé Brad, but he took a particular liking to his future stepsister Beth. She was like him, the odd one out, the rebel. The two of them were in their house getting ready for the big day.

Beth had moved into Johnny's room where Jimmy used to be. Johnny stood in front of their mirror adjusting his ill-fitting tux and trying to get his hair to stay flat. "Dammit…" He muttered, looking over at the clock next to his bed. It was almost time to pick Whatsername up. Jimmy had agreed to drive Johnny and her and Beth had somehow managed to squeeze her way into the equation.

She pushed him out of the way and went to look in the mirror herself. "I look like shit…"

"You look fine…"

She ran her fingers through her sticky, hairspray coated dyed cherry red hair which was now in a nice updo. "My hair looks like plastic…"

Johnny laughed at her, grabbing the can of hairspray to get his hair to stay calm. "You're just upset because it's not all ratted up…"

"Uh, yeah…I am…" She looked into the mirror once more and glared at her frilly lime green bridesmaid dress. She scowled at her reflection and quickly went to insert a large black stud into her nose, somewhat more appeased with her appearance. "I like it. You think your mom'll be ok with it?"

"Knowing her, she'll probably flip a shit, but who cares…" He looked at his phone and noticed it ringing. "Shit…that's Jimmy. C'mon. They're waiting…"

The both of them rushed out of the house as Beth smirked. "So I finally get to meet the boyfriend, huh?" Johnny had introduced her to the rest of his friends, Will and Tunny and Rebecca and them, but had neglected to introduce her to Jimmy for several reasons.

Sitting out in the driveway was Jimmy and Whatsername, eight months along by now. Johnny got in the front with Jimmy and Beth took the back. Jimmy glared at Johnny's brightly colored tie, matching Beth's dress. "What the hell is around your neck?"

"Don't ask…." He rolled his eyes, looking back at an excited-looking Beth. He sighed and explained quickly. "This is my sister Beth. Beth, this is my boyfriend Jimmy. There. You know each other. Now let's go before my mom murders us in our sleep…"

With that they began to make their way to the little church, making impeccable timing (thanks to Jimmy's incessant speeding and need to go through every red light they hit). They soon filed in with the rest of the crowd, the random relatives and the little group of friends that Johnny still had. He didn't even want to recall the fight he put up with his mother to allow him to bring his friends to the wedding.

Beth made her way to the back of the church as the rest of them caught up to the pew where a bored-looking Will sat with a crestfallen Tunny and a very pregnant Heather. Everyone was quickly situated, but still Rebecca felt a bit out of it, not very good today.

Johnny looked over to her and smiled. "You look nice…"

She smiled back weakly and blushed. "Thanks…um, I'd say the same to you, but you kind of look like a mess."

"Um…thanks?" He giggled with her, stopping as soon as he felt a hand grab onto his.

It was Jimmy, who was sitting next to him. He leaned in closer to the boy and whispered, "Johnny…I have something to tell you that's really important…"

"Ok…then tell me…"

"Johnny, I-!"

But right as Jimmy was about to explain, the loud (and very off key) organ began to play, signaling the ceremony to begin. They watched each girl walk in, all looking less than thrilled to be in such an ugly dress. But then it came time for Johnny's mother to come forward. She looked beautiful…and definitely more happy than he had seen her in years. Sure, he might not've liked Brad, but she did and he made her happy. That's all he cared about.

The ceremony went wonderfully and smoothly as possible and Johnny could tell his mother was proud of that. But then it came time for the vows.

Rebecca still wasn't feeling good. She felt like she was going to be sick… Her one hand clutched her giant stomach while the other held tightly onto Johnny's shoulder. He gently put his hand on top of hers and nudged Jimmy quickly, getting his attention.

"What's wrong?" He asked her, whispering quietly.

She groaned as quietly as possible and looked miserably at them. "I don't know…I think it's the baby…"

"You don't think it's-?" Jimmy began to suggest before Johnny shut him up.

"Just relax…it'll be over in a bit…"

A silence fell over the three of them and all they could heard was the priest mumbling 'you may now kiss the bride.' They watched as the couple kissed and applause overtook the silence. But right as it began to die down, all Johnny and Jimmy could hear was a loud gasp coming from Rebecca.

"What?" Johnny asked hurriedly. "What is it?"

She shuddered slightly and cautiously locked eyes with him. "M-My water just broke…"

"WHAT?" Johnny shouted louder than intended. He felt the awkward sensation of all eyes on him. He could see his mother hiding her face in her palm in shame and anger.

"What?" Will asked turning around from the pew in front of them.

"SHE'S HAVING A FUCKING BABY!" He could hear the crowd murmuring and badmouthing him. He couldn't care now… He looked up at his mother pitifully. "Mom…"

"Go…just go…she needs you…" Was all she could say back.

And before Johnny could even process it, they were all suddenly crammed into Will's car, speeding toward the hospital.

Rebecca was panicking now. She had no idea what to expect or what to do. She just kept taking deep breaths trying to calm herself. She felt Heather grab onto her one hand and Jimmy grabbed onto the other. Will was driving like a maniac as fast as he could while Johnny was basically hyperventilating in the back seat with Tunny.

"Oh my god…" He kept muttering. "I'm not ready to have a baby…"

"Well, you should've thought of that before you decided to fuck her!" Jimmy yelled back to him.

"Just everyone shut the hell up please!" Will yelled to everyone. "I am trying to drive here!"

"Well, I am trying to get ready to push a fucking baby out of my vagina!" Rebecca screamed to him. "I think I have a right to freak out!"

"Shhhh…" Jimmy hushed her, squeezing her hand to get her to calm down.

"How much longer, Will?" Heather asked, feeling kind of nervous herself.

"We should be there in like ten minutes…"

Rebecca groaned and whined, "Ten minutes? Will! I'm having a baby! I need to get there NOW!"

The arguing seemed to continue between all of them until they finally reached the hospital. After 20 minutes of getting situated they were put into a room in the maternity ward and were told to stay there. So they did. They all took their turns going in to see her, but Heather stayed with her the whole time. Johnny, however, was too busy freaking out outside of the room.

His body rested against Jimmy's, a constant look of worry on his face. "I'm so scared, Jimmy…"

The other boy kissed his head began to stroke his hair gently. "You'll be fine…don't worry…you're gonna make a wonderful father. But, um, Johnny…I need to tell you something."

"Ok….shoot."

Jimmy sighed and wrapped his arms around the boy, sighing. "I'm leaving tomorrow…"

Johnny's face just became more worried. "Wh-What? Jimmy…this is our last night? I….Jimmy!"

Jimmy was close to tears by now. "I'm sorry…I was scared that you'd do this…Just come with me. Let's at least make it count…"

The other boy pulled away from Jimmy's embrace suddenly. "No…my baby's being born right now. I can't just go off and fuck you…"

Jimmy's eyes turned into a stone cold glare. "Do you even fucking care about me?"

"Wh-What?"

"I offer you so many chances to escape, so many chances to be with me. Then you deny them? You know what? Fuck you!"

"Jimmy!"

"I'm fucking done with you!" He angrily stood up, away from the boy and stormed off toward the exit.

Johnny found it pointless to chase after him so he sat in his cold hospital chair alone, trying to stop the tears from flowing. An older man soon wondered over to the scene taking a seat across from the boy. He smiled and asked him gently. "Is this your first?"

Johnny nodded silently, looking over to the room. He was going to be a father. He didn't need Jimmy. All he needed was his daughter now. She would be the only thing to keep him going.

"This is my daughter's second…." The man continued to talk. "You nervous?"

Johnny knew he had to trust in himself now. This little girl was going to change his life for the better. No more clubs. No more drugs. No more Jimmy.

He just smiled to himself and looked up at the man. "No…"

They had been at the hospital for nearly eight hours by now. Heather still sat at Rebecca's side, vowing not to leave her alone. She talked to the girl, getting her mind off of her nerves, allowing her to squeeze her hand when they contractions were too hard to handle.

"How are you holding up?" she asked gently, cringing to see how much pain she was in.

"I…I dunno…Fuck!" Another contraction hit as she tightly grabbed onto Heather's hand. "They're getting closer….go get a doctor….please…"

But right as Heather went to rush out of the room, Johnny walked in carefully. He looked at her and quickly took Heather's place, grabbing her hand. He looked down at this girl, the girl he used to love, the mother of his child…in so much pain and suffering just to give their child life. He had to admit, he was amazed.

"How're you doing?" He asked gently, tracing his thumb across her hand.

"I don't know…it fucking hurts!"

There was a silence in the room before he spoke up. "Jimmy left me…"

She looked up at him as pitifully as she could. "Johnny….I'm so sorry…"

"it's ok…I guess…I mean….Now I'm here for you. And now I'm here for the baby. I'm gonna start over again."

She tried to smile but the pain caused her to grimace instead. "Is he still here?"

"I dunno…"

"C-Can you find him? Tell him that I said thank you…please?"

He nodded and gently walked away from the scene, running towards the same direction that Jimmy had. He ran out down the winding hallways all the way to the front entrance and that's where he found Jimmy. He was getting into a car with Andrew sitting next to it and who appeared to be Theo in the driver's seat. Johnny knew this was bad news.

"JIMMY!" He ran towards the boy immediately and hugged him tightly, crying almost instantly.

Jimmy looked around awkwardly to Andrew who just sort of backed off, knowing not to get involved. Jimmy grabbed onto the boy's shoulders and pushed him off. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"What are you doing with them? Where are you going? Jimmy…" Johnny sobbed harder.

Jimmy started to walk towards the car once more and Johnny tried to follow him when he was interrupted by a dark laugh from Theo inside. "Well, well…if it isn't the little shitbag…"

"Jimmy…" Johnny begged once more. "Please…"

"Go away, Shitbag! Can't you tell he doesn't want you?"

"Jimmy!"

But Jimmy just darted around and snarled at the boy. "I SAID FUCK OFF, JESUS!"

Johnny staggered back from him, his heart shattered. He didn't want to look at the boy. He didn't want to think about any of it… "J-Jimmy…"

"Leave." He turned around and began to head towards the car again.

"Rebecca says thank you."

But this time, Jimmy stopped. He turned around and faced the boy once more. He looked into the eyes that he adored, the sparkling blue diamonds that had streams of tears falling from them. He moved closer to him until they were so close that their lips met for a brief moment.

"I have to go, Johnny…" Jimmy whispered, refusing to meet his eyes now. "But hey…we'll find each other again…right?" He watched as Johnny nodded softly as he kissed his forehead. "I will always love you…"

And with that, Jimmy turned away for good. He was gone.

By the time Johnny got back into the hospital, Rebecca was already in the delivery process. After a good 40 minutes of sweat and tears and screams and curses, the room was finally graced with the sound of the baby's wailing. Rebecca was in tears by the time the nurse gave her the freshly cleaned baby to hold. She looked into the small little's human's generic blue eyes, her perfectly round cherubic face, her little hands clenching into fists, her eyes darting around the room. This was her child. She made this. It was hers.

Rebecca smiled and looked at Johnny who was so overwhelmed by now he looked as pale as a ghost. "Look at her…" He did what he was told and went to go lay his eyes on his daughter for the first time. She was so small, so fragile, so beautiful.

He smiled as wide as Rebecca did, touching the little girl's cheek gently. "Hey there, Piper…" he whispered to the child. "I'm your daddy…" He looked up to Rebecca quickly. "And this is your mommy. And she loves you very much."

Rebecca forced herself to remove her teary eyes from the baby and up to Johnny. "She's ours…"

"I know…"

"Johnny…" she reached for his hand and looked him in the eyes. "It's gonna be ok…You're gonna start over now…I promise. A new life…"

He seemed to smiles again. A new life. One different from this. Away from the drama. Away from the drugs and alcohol and sex. Away from school and away from college. Away from lovers and away from fucked up families. Just this. Nothing else could do now. Nothing.

He looked down at his daughter once more and kissed the top of her head.

"Piper Jamia Jones… I'm your daddy. And I love you very much."

A/N: Awwwwww!

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