A/N: I would like to once again like to apologize for the long break in updating. I have just been so busy with college and work that i havent had anytime to write. Added to the fact we lost our Rotti Danny to stomach cancer not that ago didn't help. I don't know when I am going to be able to update again, but hopefully if I get my act together it will be in a couple of weeks.

I would like to give a huge thanks to the ever supportive ETNRL4L who has helped me through the many ups and downs I face. Also to the three people who always make me smile when I feel like I can't, Gemma, Chazz and my Little Cherub Katie. All of you help me make the best of my life, and I cannot thank you enough for what you do.

Disclaimer: I own Ben 10 Biggest lie ever!

Anger. It blazed through his veins, fogged over his mind as he glowered at the familiar wooden door. He only wished his gaze could meet the two people behind that door, the two people who he despised.

Forgiveness usually came easy to Ben. His best-friend was testament to that. But some things were past his the line of forgiveness, especially when it concerned his beloved Julie. They were her parents, the two people in the world that were supposed to protect their daughter, do what they could to make sure she was safe. Julie had trusted them, and they, in turn, threw that trust away to rot in the dirt. And after the disgraceful act of betrayal, he didn't feel they deserved to see their daughter let alone be a part of her life.

But this wasn't about him. It never had been. This was about Julie and their son. About what they needed. Many called him oblivious, but he didn't miss the flash of longing and sadness she got in those deep muddy brown eyes when she saw children playing with their grandparents, or the way she would whisper to her bump about how things were always going to be okay. Julie need her parents to be apart of her life, much like he needed his own. To make her go through such a life changing event without the two people who raised her would be an act of extreme cruelty on his part.

And Kenny. To have him growing up without knowing his grandparents, wondering why he never saw his mothers side of the family. Yes he would have Grandpa Max and his own parents, but he wanted Kenny to know his whole family. Not just the Tennyson side. That was why he was here. To make sure Julie and Kenny had two of the most important people in their lives, no matter how much he wished they wasn't.

Taking in a deep breath, he hid the furious anger that pulsed through his veins behind a blank mask. He refused to give the sadistic woman behind that door the satisfaction of knowing what he felt. Knocking on the door, he waited for an answer. It didn't take long for the sound of light footsteps to ring in his ears; it was obviously Mrs Yamamoto who was answering the door. The large wooden door opened slowly, revealing the gaunt face of one Mrs Michelle Yamamoto. Said face almost instantaneously warped into a vicious scowl once her dark eyes landed on the young mans pale and grim face.

The spite in her voice was clear as she addressed him. It seemed she still had yet to forgive him for taking her daughter away. "What do you want? Don't you think you have given us enough pain by taking our daughter away from us?"

Ben had to quell the need to send a disgusted sneer at the older woman. She was still ignorant enough to believe that it was his fault that they lost their daughter, when in fact it was their own selfish, narrow-mindedness that pushed her away. He spoke calmly as he addressed her, pushing away the need to make a snippy comeback to her accusation."Mrs Yamamoto, I am not here to argue, or to take abuse from you." The older woman let out a scoff and crossed her narrow arms over her chest, hazel eyes glowering at him as he continued.

"I am here to try and set things right."

"Well, we don't need help from a low-life menace. You've caused enough trouble already." she countered, and attempted to slam the door in his face. Thanks to years of fighting aliens, Ben's reflexes were amazingly quick and he was able to block the door with his foot before it closed. His voice dropped to a low, dangerous whisper "Mrs Yamamoto. If you want even a sliver of a chance to he your daughter back I wouldn't be so quick to block out the only person that could help"

She seemed to contemplate his words for a second, before wrenching the door open with enough force to almost rip it off it's hinges. "Get in" she growled, narrowed eyes watching every move he made. The brunette couldn't help the smug smirk that made it onto his face.

Ben: 1

Mrs Yamamoto: 0

Silence enveloped the room as the stare-down continued between teen and adult. Ben's left leg twitched in anticipation as he glowered at the woman in front of him, while he waited for the father of his girlfriend to enter the living room. Ever since he had taken one step over the Yamamoto threshold, the older woman had kept her narrowed eyes directly on him. The brunette figured it was probably some kind of intimidation tactic she was trying to use on him so he would leave. Many villains had tried the same thing; it never worked. The only people that could get him to break with 'That' look were his mother, girlfriend and cousin.

After a few minutes of tense silence and angry incoherent mumbles from the Japanese woman, Mr Yamamoto entered the living-room. His face was a hard mask of anger, and disgust as he gazed down at the boy occupying his sofa. "Mr Tennyson. I hear from my wife you are here to discuss my daughter and our grandson?" The brunette nodded, and cleared his throat ready to explain what he had been mulling over in the car journey this morning. But before the teen had a chance to get a breath out, the sound of Julie's mother's high pitched voice pierced the air, making him mentally wince at the ringing it caused in his ears.

"What is there to discuss? He took our daughter away from us! He tainted her and almost got her killed! How is it that this boy is still allowed within a ten foot radius of our little girl?" The familiar feeling of unbridled anger towards the ignorant and disrespectful woman that called herself a mother, flooded through his body. The saviour of the universe clenched his fists in his lap, his knuckles turning a pale shade of ivory at the pressure. He kept a tight hold on his tongue for fear of lashing out towards the woman and telling her exactly what he felt. As much as he desperately wanted to, he figured it wouldn't win any brownie points with his girlfriend. Or his redheaded cousin for that matter.

Thankfully, it was Julie's father that came to his rescue. Sending a reproachful glare his wife's way, he finished off the speech he had been giving before he was so rudely interrupted. "Anyway, as I was saying. You have come try and help us make things up to our Julie?" The brunette nodded "So Mr Tennyson. How do you suppose we do that?"

Julie scanned the large open house nervously, her hand immediately coming up to rub her extended stomach in an attempt to calm her frayed nerves. At 5 1/2 months pregnant, her baby bump was anything but small, but the ebony relished everyday she day she got to spend carrying the growing miracle she had been gifted with, even if it was a few years earlier than she wanted.

To say she didn't want to be here was an understatement. It had shockingly been Ben's idea to get everyone's parents together to discuss the current situation. Although, what wasn't surprising was the fact he seemed to be conveniently busy in the morning when the parents were about to arrive. A loud knock at the front door startled her, her body immediately jumping at the harsh sound.

"Calm down Jules, it's only the door" Gwen chuckled, shaking her head as she walked through the room to answer the door. Sending the redhead a glare, she crossed her arms over her chest and let out a disgruntled huff of air. She listened as her best-friend opened the door, by the happiness in her voice the ebony guessed her parents had finally arrived.

A lonely shiver ran down the girl's spine as she thought about her own parents. The way they had tried to kill her without even trying to save her. They were always so disapproving of every thing she did, especially when she and Ben started dating. Her mother had flown into a rage, telling her she could do so much better, that Ben was just some hopeless high-school dropout with a cool super powered watch that would eventually get her killed. Those words had stung Julie to her very core. The fact they felt so little for a boy they had only met briefly, that once again they were disappointed with what she was doing.

But she had out-right refused to split up with her green-eyed hero. After a long line of stuck up and judgemental boys who she could never be herself around for fear she would be singled out as 'Too Common' , she had found the boy, no man, who she could just finally let loose with. No longer did she have to hide her less appealing quirks, because Ben would always most definitely match her. He was her perfect match, her hero in a bright green jacket.

Looking down at her extended belly, she felt a true smile spring to her lips.

"Y'know, you and your daddy, you weren't really expected to come into my life. But you both came in with such a bang, its hard to think I ever could ever live without you. No matter how much my mother hates you, I will always love both of you"

Just then, Gwen and her parents entered the room. Her father, Frank Tennyson, looked rather pleased to be here, whereas his wife, Natalie Tennyson, looked as through she would rather jump into a pit of boiling lava than have to admit her perfect daughter was pregnant, and with an ex-cons baby too.

'She and my mother have so much in common', I bet they would get on like a house of fire picking out the bad decisions their baby girls have made' the ebony thought bitterly to herself, but forced herself to smile at the older redhead.

"Daddy, Mom. You know Julie right? She's Ben's girlfriend."

Recognition immediately lit up the two faces, making Julie slightly wary about how they were going to handle that not only was their daughter pregnant but her cousin's girlfriend too.

"Oh yes, how are you Julie, my dear? Ben been treating you well?" Frank questioned a bright smile on his face as he moved to give the girl a handshake.

Smiling back, she felt a sense of relief flood through her system "Yes thank you, Mr Tennyson. Ben has been a true gentleman to me these past few weeks."

The older man chuckled "Hey Carl, you hear that? Ben has finally learnt what being a true gentleman is"

Ben's father pocked his head out of the kitchen from were he had been helping his wife prepare the lunch, to give his brother a mockingly insulted glare. "Very funny Frank. But your Kenny still has a lot to learn about girls. How many girlfriends has he had the past year? 6? 7?"

Frank playfully rolled his eyes at his brother "7, and to be fair, they were all to stuck up for their own good"

"At least they came from a decent background and didn't have a criminal record"

The vicious mumble was barley audible, but to everyone else it was like she had screamed it through a megaphone. All eyes sent scandalised looks to the oldest redhead, who sat nonchalantly on the sofa, her arms crossed angrily over her chest as she glared holes into the wall in front of her.

The boy who the nasty, demeaning comment had been directed at, stood stoically next to his girlfriend, his pale face flushed of any colour it may have. His eyes clouded over with anger, but also self-loathing and doubt. He believed her, even though she was undoubtedly wrong.

"Mother!" Her daughter hissed face flushed red from embarrassment and anger at the woman who had bore her. She couldn't comprehend how her mother could be so spiteful as to constantly bring up her boyfriends rocky path and judge him for the mistakes he had made.

Her mother just sent her an innocent and confused look, but the Anodite could see the small glimmer of satisfaction in the woman deep blue eyes of being able to work in another dig at the man that she felt was way below her 'Perfect' daughter's standards.

"What? I was just simply pointing out the fact that Ken has a better taste in partners that's all. I mean, at least he isn't going to be a parent at such a young age, with a freaks child no less"

Gwen made a disbelieving sound from the back of her throat as she stared wide eyed at the woman in front of her. There it was, her mothers opinion of the whole situation in black and white, making her feel as if she had committed the worst crime in the history of man.

Julie, who sat watching as the trouble unfolded, felt nausea begin to work its way up her throat. "So this is what my mother thinks? That everyone else could do better than what I have, that my whole life is just one big mistake?" The thought that her mother, the woman who she loved even after everything she had done, could think that everything she had strived so hard to achieve was a terrible mistake and resented her for the person she had become, made her want to run out the room and never come back.

Her stomach churned as the older woman's words rung in her head "Has a better taste in partners" "At least he isn't pregnant a such a young age, and with a freaks child no less".

Ben wasn't a freak. He was a true hero, sacrificing his life numerous times to make sure the universe lived another day. Even if he could change into 60+ aliens, it didn't class him as a freak. But those reasons wouldn't sway her mothers stubborn opinion, she would forever class him as the freak that came crashing into their perfect little life and stole their daughter away from them and turned her into just another freak.

All other sounds of the ruckus around her died away into an almost silent murmur as that disgusting and degrading word scorched its way into her mind.

Freak, its what she was in the eyes of her mother. Those eyes that had once shone with pride at the perfect little girl she had created.

Vomit burned at the back of her throat as she pushed down the need to retch at the image that created. But it was all too much to take in, and she was forced to make a mad dash to the nearest bathroom.

Everything around her seemed to blur as she heaved into the toilet bowl. Those words, the truth behind everything, it consumed her entire being. She couldn't escape it, no matter how hard she tried to convince herself it couldn't possibly be true.

"Julie"

That sound, that voice, it stirred something inside her, but the nauseating feeling of regret and disappointment stopped her from recognising it.

"Jules, are you okay? Come on talk to me"

There it was again, calm, soothing. It was a voice she knew she would never tire of hearing. Turning her head from were it was hung over the porcelain bowl, her hazy brown eyes met a striking pair of forest green that swirled with concern as they gently brushed the stray strands of ebony from her sweating face.

"Hey you okay? I came home and Gwen told me you had suddenly rushed off to the bathroom."

Meekly nodding her head, she opened her mouth to say something, but was immediately forced to turn back as another round of heaving battered her sensitive stomach. Scooping up her dark locks, Ben gently rubbed circles on her back as his girlfriend heaved up her breakfast into the toilet bowl. He had to wonder what had set her off on such a violent reaction. It wasn't morning sickness, she hadn't suffered from that for over a month, added to the fact it wasn't even morning made him all the more suspicious.

It didn't take long for the vomiting to subside. Once she felt that her stomach wasn't going to empty it's contents again, she turned to face her concerned boyfriend. Sending him a weak smile, she attempted to play off the real reason she was sick.

"I'm guessing my stomach isn't quite used to such a large breakfast, huh?" She chuckled. Studying her now ashen features, the brunette could clearly see through the weak attempt at covering up the truth.

"Yeah, I guess so." he replied, and bent down to help his girlfriend off the tiled floor. Swaying slightly on her feet as she stood, she leant her weight against the brunette as dizziness fogged her vision. Wrapping a secure arm around the ebony's waist he sent a worried glance in the direction of the living room, were two unexpected people were waiting for them to emerge.

"Are you sure you're alright?" He questioned, watching her face for any sign she was lying. Sending him her most sincere smile, she rested a gentle hand on his warm cheek, her eyes looking deep into his own.

"Ben, I promise you I am fine! It's usual for pregnant women to create an intolerance to some foods. Now come on, everyone will be wondering what wrong" she reassured. Breaking away from his secure grip, she headed back towards the group of family situated in the main lounge.

Blinking a few times, he quickly scrambled after his girlfriend, hoping to get to her before she reached her parents.

Walking through door way, Julie plastered a fake smile on her face to hide the fear that she still felt. She would now have to sit in a room to be judged by her boyfriend and best friends parents as they decided what to do with their wayward children that were just another 'Bad apple in the bunch' as her mother would say. She wouldn't have known what she would have done if her mother had been here, telling the others how disappointed she was, how their kids had tainted her own perfect little child.

So when she saw her mother and father sitting on the large three seater sofa next to Ben's own parents, idly chatting away without a care in the world, she almost fell over in shock.

"Mom, Dad. What are you doing here?"

A/N: This will be continued on next chapter, but i thought it was a good idea to stop here. Don't forget to review!

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