Hello! =) Ok, this chapter is really short. And I'm sorry about that. Now, it seems as if most of you don't want me to answer your questions. But I just wanna clear something up. Jeanette DID go into labor. Of course you'll find out what happens in this chapter. Now, to "Brittany", they were supposed to do a lot of things. I can't even start lol. And to "bratzs12345" yes, the sharp pains was reading to have the babies. To "iloveSIMONETTE" did you want me to answer your question? I was a little confused by your review. And to "SimonetteFanGirl101" don't hate Brittany. That was a different side of Brittany! So please, don't hate her. And now, here's the chapter. And a well-awaited one. Enjoy! And please review!

Jeanette suddenly jolted awake. She was in the bed that she had fallen asleep in. She was still at the Chipmunks' beach house. Her stomach was flat, and there was no evidence of her ever being pregnant. Simon was asleep in the bed next to her, and Eleanor was in the one on the other side. Breathing a sigh of relief, she pulled the covers back over her, and tried to fall asleep. Just as she started to nod off, a loud crash came from downstairs. Following the crash, Brittany screamed. Everyone jumped out of their beds, and ran downstairs. The sliding glass door had cracked, and shattered all over the floor.

"Just like I said with the window, I am not cleaning that up," Brittany said, and everyone groaned. It was five in the morning. No one wanted to clean it up. But, they had no choice. It took them about an hour, but finally, they picked up all the shards. By then, the wind and rain had calmed down significantly. They decided it was pointless for them to go back to sleep, regardless of the time. As soon as it was clear outside, they planned on making their escape from the beach house. When he had a free moment, Simon pulled Jeanette away from the group.

"Did we really just...time travel again?" he asked.

"Yup," she said, flatly.

"Why did you lock yourself in our room?"

"Because Brittany and I had a fight. And I wanted to be as far away from her as possible,"

"So, you opened the box?"

"Yup. And I almost re-thought opening it. But then, I went into labor,"

"What?"

"You heard right. I went into labor. And that moment, my decision was very obvious,"

"Well, I'm happy to be back,"

"Me too. Except I'm worried at the same time,"

"Why?"

"Because Isabella swore that she would punish us,"

"Well, everything looks normal,"

"True,"

"Don't let it bother you. I doubt she'll do anything, anyway,"

"You're right. I'm not going to worry about it,"

"Let's get the hell out of here!" Alvin suddenly yelled from across the room. He was carrying all of his stuff in his arms.

"You're driving this time," Simon yelled back.

"Ugh," he pouted.

Everyone gathered their belongings, eager to get away from the beach house. It was nearly seven now, and once they got to their houses, they could go back to sleep. They climbed into Dave's van. This time Alvin and Brittany were in the front, and the rest of them were in the back. They all put their seat belts on, and Alvin recklessly drove down the street.

"You shouldn't have let him drive," Jeanette whispered, as they neared the bridge that got them there the day before.

"Tell me about it. I hope we survive," he whispered back.

The next hour of driving was in silence. Except for the radio in the background. Everyone was too busy clinging to the seats for dear life to talk. When Alvin finally pulled into the boys' driveway, everyone sighed in relief. They climbed out of the van, thanking God that they had survived.

"Hey, Alvin?" Brittany asked sweetly, fluttering her eyelashes.

"What?"

"What did you do with that cake?"

"Damn! I forgot all about it! Now, it'll rot in the fridge,"

"Don't worry, sweetie, I threw it away for you,"

"Really?"

"Yeah, I wanted to make sure it didn't end up in my hair or something,"

He groaned.

"Well, I guess we'll see you all later," Eleanor said, after a moment of silence.

"Yeah, we'd better get going," Jeanette added.

"Bye," everyone said to each other, awkwardly.

The boys went into the house, and the girls walked to Brittany's car. The three of them drove home, talking about the interesting weather. As soon as they got home, they put their belongings away, and then retreated to their bedrooms to sleep. Jeanette tossed and turned. She was so tired, but yet she couldn't sleep. She kept thinking of what had happened in that alternate present. She was pregnant. Eleanor was on drugs. Brittany became the maternal figure. A marijuana-using couple had taken the class hostage. They nearly killed a boy, and harmed a girl who was friends with Jeanette. Too much was going on.

"I made the right decision," Jeanette thought to herself. "There's no way I could've ever given birth to those babies. I wasn't ready to deal with that, or anything else going on in that mixed up world."

She continued to think about what she had experienced. Was it real? Or was it just a dream?

"No, it was real," she assured herself in her thoughts. She turned to her side, and closed her eyes, in attempt to fall asleep. But it wasn't working. Her mind kept wandering. After an hour, she decided it was best for her to not go to sleep. She didn't want to mess up her sleeping schedule, so she picked up a book that rested on her night table, and began to read.

To be continued...

Well, I hope that wasn't too much of a let down. It wasn't as interesting as the last chapter. And if you thought the last chapter had a plot twist, wait until the next few. And you'll find out what the punishment is in about 2 chapters. So, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. And please review! And until tomorrow, Peace, Love, and Chipmunks.