This is by far the longest chapter yet...so if you can't read it all at once, I'm cool with it. Make sure you're not busy before reading. XD This is the chapter that will truly wrap everything up. Well...almost everything.


The Auditorium, 7:26 PM

"Oh my God." Adyson swallowed, trying to prevent her nerves from getting the best of her, but she couldn't. She couldn't stop staring at the puddle that was on the floor, the puddle that wasn't going to disappear no matter how long she stared at it.

Vienna stood up out of her seat. "You need to get an ambulance-" she began, but Adyson stopped her.

"Hell, no. I'm not getting into one of those." She took another deep breath, pretending to ignore the wide-eyed stares of everyone around her. "If you put me into an ambulance, I swear to God, I will scream. Just go get an administrator or whoever's presenting and tell him that I'm not going to be here for the ceremony so that he doesn't call my name for the diploma. I'll drive myself to the hospital."

Much to Adyson's dismay, her ex-best friend shook her head. "I'll tell him not to say your name, but as for driving yourself? No way. Are you insane? You can't drive when you're in frickin' labor. I'm getting you a ride, and I'm getting one now."

"But-" Adyson tried to protest, but Vienna was already in the aisle, searching for Isabella's mother and/or her father. When she spotted them, she ran as fast as she could over to the two and began to explain the situation. Adyson saw them nodding, Vivian looking panicked and Daniel having a more calm expression on his face.

He stood up in his chair, and since he wasn't far from Adyson, it didn't take him long to get to her. "Let's go," he whispered to Adyson, glancing up at Isabella, who had turned around in her seat a few rows forward as V had gone up to her and started to talk to her, explaining what was going on for the second time. She looked confused, now, but at the same time, horrified.

Adyson once again pretended to ignore everyone around her as Daniel helped her to stand up and hurry out of the building. It wouldn't be much longer, now, and she knew it.


"Adyson's in labor?" Phineas said in shock after Isabella told him and Ferb. They were sitting only a few seats away from her, so they were the first ones that heard from her. And, to put it simply, neither of them looked like they normally would. Ferb's pupils had grown large, and Phineas just looked panicked in general.

"Yeah," Isabella informed them. She glanced around at the rest of the auditorium. "Vienna knows, too, but I didn't tell her to tell everyone else. Can you do that for me before we have to put our phones away in a few minutes?"

"No problem," Phineas informed her, immediately pulling out his orange cell phone and beginning to text everyone in a group message about it. Ferb just continued to sit there, and Isabella noticed that where he was looking, behind him, wasn't random. He was looking at Emily, who was now pulling out her own cell phone and beginning to read what Isabella could only assume was the message that Phineas had sent to everyone.

Isabella sighed, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. All they had to do was have one conversation about the phone call and clear it up. They were two of the least dramatic people in the group. So why were they suddenly becoming dramatic? It made no sense whatsoever.


Vienna was glad to be able to sit back down in her seat. Her head was starting to spin out of control from everything that had happened in the past half hour. Her former best friend going into labor in what could only be the worst time, and finding out that her ex was innocent of the crime she thought he had committed? It was too much. Way too much.

She felt a tap on her shoulder. Startled, she turned around to see Savannah, looking bored out of her mind, yet, still concerned. "Yo," she said monotonously. She yawned. "Is Adyson okay?"

"Hopefully." Vienna shrugged. "I mean...hopefully, everything goes well."

"Yeah." Savannah glanced across the the auditorium. She could see that the news of Adyson being in labor was spreading faster than peanut butter on bread, and she rolled her eyes. These things were so dumb. Why couldn't they just send the diplomas in the mail? It'd be a hell of a lot more convenient for the school financially, and she wouldn't have to talk to people or see any people. Everyone would win.

And Savannah did not win things very often.


Holly was stunned by the text message Phineas had sent. Frankly, who wouldn't be? She looked over at Buford, who was a few seats over because their surnames were only one letter apart. She could see that he had received the news, too, because he was holding his phone, and his eyes were wide.

She sighed, turning off her phone and carefully placing it in the pocket of her gown. She hadn't given it a lot of thought recently, but she still couldn't believe how selfish she had been when anonymously informing the school about Adyson's pregnancy just to try and make the blame go on Irving so that Aubrey would come back to her. Never once had she spoken to Adyson about the matter, and not until Irving had accused her of it, and been right, had she felt guilty.

It wasn't like the whole school wouldn't have found out, anyway, she told herself as the principal went up onto the stage to begin his little speech he would give before starting to hand out the diplomas, before the valedictorian, who just so happened to be Ferb, would simply give an online presentation so he wouldn't have to talk, and the saluatorian, Isabella, would give her own speech. It was obvious, anyway, when she started to show. You don't have to be upset with yourself.

Yet...she was.


After the ceremony

As soon as Isabella had finished her speech and everyone had tossed their caps into the air and went back into the lobby to 'celebrate', no one was talking about the after-party that would happen in another location that everyone else in the school was going to. No. Instead, all had gone to pure hell within the group, all of whom were gathered a few feet away from the snack table, which was now being disassembled. Before long, only those in the group and their families, all of whom looking confused, were in the lobby.

"What the hell is going on?"

"I heard that something happened with Adyson, but my phone was off. What happened?"

"Oh my God, there's free donuts!"

"No, Mom, everything's fine. Geez. Calm down."

"What time is it? That was so long."

"What's going on?"

"QUIET!" someone finally bellowed, and everyone froze. They all turned towards the entrance to the auditorium to see Buford, hands on his hips and glaring at every single person. "One person's gotta speak at a time, or else, nobody's gonna hear ya! So shut up until it's yer turn! God! It's not hard!"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing who should speak first. Some had fearful looks on their faces. Finally, Vienna cleared her throat, stepping out of the crowd. "All right. Whoever's asking what's going on, it's that Adyson, our friend, or, uh, acquaintance, for some of us, is in the process of giving birth."

Some nodded, while others raised their eyebrows. Beppo Brown looked down at his son, knowing that he had to be concerned even though the two had broken up quite a while ago. He knew his son would never admit it, but he knew that Django still had feelings for Adyson. "Did you know about this?"

Django shook his head slowly, his face ashen. "I left my phone at home so I wouldn't get distracted," he informed his father. He was blinking repeatedly, trying not to faint. His ex-girlfriend was in labor. He knew it was going to happen soon, but now that it had, it whammed him over more than a train would if he were alone on the track.

Vienna sighed, purposely avoiding Django's gaze. "So, as you all know...someone's got to go see her. Isabella and her family have already left, but I have the feeling that Adyson's going to want more people there."

"Are you suggesting that we should all go?" Lilly wondered. Next to her was some guy with wavy brown hair that Vienna had never seen before, but V decided not to dwell on it. "Because, well...it does have a pretty big lobby...and it's not like we have anything better to do."

"Sleep," Baljeet muttered, but nobody heard him.

"I can't be in a hospital," Milly's stepmother Anneliese announced. "I had to give birth to my daughter at home, because I've always had a fear of them."

"Parents wouldn't have to come," Lilly informed her, and a majority of the adult population nodded their heads in agreement, save a few. She looked at Vienna. "So...is that what you were suggesting?"

V hesitated. "Well...there's sixteen of us kids, one of them already at the hospital with Adyson. It'd be a lot...but yeah, it would be a good idea. We couldn't all see her at the same time, though. Only a few would be able to at once."

"I don't mind the idea," Katie said, shrugging. She turned to someone to her left, also someone V didn't know personally, but he was in her English class. "You okay with coming along, Drew? Someone needs to actually drive me there. My mom and sister just assumed I would be going to the after-party like everyone else, so they left me here."

"Yeah, sure." Drew took a deep breath. He was about to be alone with Katie Marquette, his best friend for more than a dozen years and his crush for three. He. Was about to be alone. With her.


"Oh my frickin' yellow penguins!" Adyson cried, holding on the bars on the sides of her bed as another contraction came through. She gave out a shuddery breath as Vivian held a washcloth to her head. Daniel stood beside her, looking unsure of himself, and Isabella was using the restroom. "How long does this last?"

Vivian shrugged. "With Isabella, from the time I was zero centimeters dilated to ten...about...twenty-one hours," she informed her with a sheepish expression, and Adyson's jaw dropped. "But you do not know how far along you are, and you are so young, so..." She trailed off.

Adyson stared at her with horror. "What?"


Never had there been a more silent car ride. Ever.

Ferb had offered to take Emily alone in his own car, have it be just the two of them, so that they could have a conversation. She had refused, wanting to go with Phineas, their parents, and their sister, but after persisting, she had given in since her own parents had left after the ceremony after talking with her/congratulating her, and she had no other ride.

Ferb was the first one to break the silence. "Emily, you know I didn't mean to hang up on you that one time," he quietly told her. "It was a mistake, and a complete misunderstanding."

"Do I?" she coldly asked him. "Do I really know that?"

Ferb bit his lip. He and Emily had never had an argument before when they were just friends, let alone when they were together as a couple. This was really strange for him, not to mention awkward. "Why are you acting like this?" he asked her, keeping his eyes on the road. "I've apologized to you countless times, when I really shouldn't be, since, as I've told you, it wasn't my fault in the first place, yet, you still treat me like I'm a pigeon you're being forced to kiss on the mouth."

Emily exhaled. "I don't know, I just..." She looked down at her arms, which were crossed in front of her chest. She, as well as everyone else, still had their gowns on. "It took me a lot of courage to be able to give you that information, and when that abrupt ending happened...it hurt. A lot."

"Well...what if I told you what I was going to tell you before the phone did what it did?" Ferb asked her. Before she could respond, he pulled over onto the side of the road, turned off the car, and grabbed her hands. Her hands were warm on his palms. As she stared down into them, he continued to quietly speak with her in a serious tone. "I was going to say that no matter where you go, whatever country you live in, it doesn't matter. You're still as important to me with you there as you would be sitting next to me."

Emily looked up and into her boyfriend's eyes. She blinked. "Are...you serious?"

He nodded, the smile he only showed to her beginning to show up on his lips. "Very." He rubbed her palm. "You're aware of the fact that I'm in love with you, right?"

Emily couldn't help but smile, now looking down, as she was beginning to flush. And flush with happiness. "Of course I am."

"So..." He gave her his best pleading look, one complete with the raising of his eyebrows, a look Emily loved. "Are we forgiven?"

The smile his girlfriend gave him told him the answer.


"Over the river, and through the woods, to grandmother's house we go!"

"Dad," Vienna groaned, resisting the urge to cover her ears and scream. From the look of her mother's face in the front seat, it was obvious that she felt exactly the same way. "Please, I beg of you. Stop singing that stupid song."

Robert Thompson glanced up into the mirror to see his daughter giving him an irritated look. He sighed, running a hand through his hair, and didn't respond with words, just an imperceptible nod. All he had been trying to do was relieve some of the tension that had been occuring on the drive to the hospital that was between Tori and Vienna. Neither had spoken to the other since their very heated argument at the dinner table a little while back, and it was driving him crazy.

He glanced over at Tori. He couldn't understand why she just couldn't say why she had such a dislike for the performing arts. Although...maybe he had to bring it up. Somehow...by dragging Vienna into it. "By the way, V," he said, breaking the silence and making his daughter's head pop up from looking down at her cell phone. "Great performance at the show today. You were great."

He saw Tori stiffen next to him, but he ignored it, just smiling at Vienna. She simply just blinked, also smiling. "Thanks, Dad."

"You're very welcome, hon." He looked over at Tori. "And your mother thought you were great, as well."

Tori gave him a baffled look. "What-"

"In fact," he interrupted, still looking up into the mirror to see his daughter's facial expression contort into downright confusion. "She said that it reminded her of the time she played that same role in college. The same role...that got me to fall in love with her."

Both Vienna and Tori's mouths dropped. The latter mouthed, Stop, and Vienna gasped quietly. "W-What...?" she stammered. She leaned across the seat to look at her mom, whose eyes were wide. "Mom...is he serious?"

"I...um...uh..."

"Mom."

Tori sighed, looking now at her husband, who nodded. It's time, he mouthed to her. She deserves to know.

"You're right," she said out loud, surprising him. She looked down at her hands, biting her lip. "V...I've thought long and hard about the way you yelled at me a few weeks ago. Very long and hard."

"...You have?" Vienna asked her after a moment's hesitation.

"Yes." Tori nodded. "And...you're right. I have been horrible to you about all of this. But...there's a reason." She sighed. "I don't know how good of a reason it is, but...it's a reason. And I've failed to tell you all of these years because...I didn't want to scare you."

"Scare me?" V couldn't believe what she was hearing. Never had she heard her mother admit that she was wrong about something. Ever.

"Yes..." Tori swallowed, and Robert reached over to grab her hand. "See...when I was your age, I went to a high school specifically meant for those who wanted to be in the performing arts, since I was discovered at a talent show or something like that that I substituted for my sister for." She saw Vienna give her a quizzical look. "...It's a very long story. But anyway, when I got into the school that my sister was in first, even though she had no talent, but that's also a long story, I was the star of everything. Of all the plays, of the musicals, of the talent shows. I got all of the solos in class. I hadn't known it, but...it was what I had always wanted. To be the center of attention." She chuckled. "Just like you. And the same stuff happened in college, also for performing arts."

Vienna took a deep breath. This was even more stuff for her to take in. "Wow. But...what happened?"

Tori sighed. This was the part she had been afraid of telling for more than eighteen years, and she now finally had to say it. "Well...right when I graduated college, several glands were found in my throat by a doctor when I got a checkup. And...they were rather large. So when they cut them out...my singing voice went with it." Vienna gasped, and she continued. "That's why my voice can get scratchy at random times, and...that's why I didn't want to tell you about it. I didn't want you to have to possibly suffer the way I did. That's why I tried to keep you away from anything musical or anything to do with acting. But, alas...that did not happen."

"My God," Vienna whispered. She shook her head. "I'm so sorry..."

"Don't be." Tori shrugged. "It's just the way life worked out for me." She glanced back behind her to see her daughter, who looked very nearly at the point of tears. "I should be the one apologizing. I shouldn't have been so cruel to you about the subject for all of these years. All it did was hurt both of us in the process." After hesitating, she added, "...I do think you're talented, Vienna. You bring me to tears every time I hear you, and you have no idea how hard it was to hide that."

Vienna found herself smiling more than she had in a very long time. "Really?"

"Really." Tori smiled back, and from the driver's seat, Robert breathed a huge sigh of relief. Finally, there was peace in his home. And it had only taken eighteen years.


"Oh. My. God," Adyson gasped. She breathed in deeply for a second time. "You guys have no idea how bad this hurts."

"Nope," Savannah agreed. She and Milly had been the first ones in the group to arrive, so they figured they might as well see Adyson before things got even worse. Isabella's parents were downstairs in the lobby, waiting for anyone else to come, and Isabella herself was standing on the other side of the bed. "Nope, we really don't."

"It hurts so frickin' bad." Adyson groaned and sighed in relief as the contraction went away. They were coming in about every twenty minutes, now, and lasted about one minute each. "Where are the effing nurses? Why can't I take any drugs?"

"It's a little too early," Milly quietly informed her. "You can't take drugs until it's a few hours closer to the actual birth. My dad's a doctor, so I know this stuff."

"Goddamn it," she cursed, and Isabella couldn't help but wince. She knew she couldn't tell Adyson to stop swearing, though, because it wouldn't happen. They weren't even one hour into the labor, yet, and already, things had become exhausting for everyone.

And not just those in the hospital.


"Nice night out," Katie commented, pointing outside of the window while turning her head swiftly to see it. The brightness from the stars reflected from the window onto her blond hair, which had been put into waves for the occasion. Drew couldn't understand this about the girls, them wanting to look different. It was graduation, not a frickin' beauty pageant. However...he still loved how pretty she looked. She always looked pretty, but...she was even prettier at nighttime. He didn't know why...he just knew.

"Yeah," Drew replied. Katie noticed that he was starting to look nervous. She shrugged it off, thinking, He probably just doesn't like to drive at night. Lots of people don't. Yet...her heart was pounding, just a little. Why was it pounding the way it used to for Phineas?

Yes. Used to. For a little while, now, Katie had come to terms with the fact that Phineas wasn't into her, and he never would be. She could see how in love he was with Isabella, though he would never say it with those words, exactly, still having that piece of oblivious pie stuck inside of him. So...she had taught herself to get over the inventor, and it had worked. However, while she was able to tell Irving and Lilly about it, she had not been able to tell Drew, who was the only other one who knew about the crush she still had on Phineas. And she didn't know why.

Why? She asked herself as her best friend turned right on the intersection that went on for several miles that led to the Danville Hospital. Why are you so confused when it comes to things that involve Drew? And what does it even mean? She thought for a second, her eyes slowly growing wide as she came to the realization. Wait...am I in love with-

"Have you been there, before?" Drew said out loud, startling Katie and whipping her out of the strange thoughts that had begun to circle around her head. She mentally slapped herself. How could she possibly be in love with Drew? It was the most absurd idea she had ever heard of.

"Um...yeah," she said afer recollecting her thoughts. "When Lilly was there after the car crash, I visited her a couple times. And, I was born there."

"Well, yeah. Half the people in town were." He cleared his throat, feeling a sense of awkwardness start to float up into the air as a wave of silence occured afterwards. Katie felt this exact same sense, and she sighed.

Please let us get there soon, and not let anything else happen, she prayed. I can't take this anymore...this sense of not being able to be the same friend as I've always been to Drew. Things...are too weird all of a sudden. Just help me, somehow. Please.


"How are you feeling?" Phineas asked Adyson after greeting Isabella with a short, yet affective, hug. Emily was beside Isabella, and Ferb stood beside his brother, one hand on his chin, another around his waist, as he looked at Adyson. His facial expression was the same as always.

"Okay, at least for now," she replied. She reached behind her head to adjust her ponytail that she had put in since she was starting to sweat, and sweat a lot. "Contractions aren't that bad anymore. The doctor just came in a few minutes ago and told me that they would take it easy for a few hours."

"How many centimeters dilated are you?" Isabella asked her, and Emily nodded in agreement. "I didn't hear."

Adyson snorted. "I don't know," she said, rolling her eyes. "I don't know what the hell that even means."

Everyone looked at Ferb, who cleared his throat, looking uncomfortable. "I would rather not give specifics," he informed his brother, his brother's girlfriend, his own girlfriend, and their friend. "You would all be horrified, not to mention disgusted as well."


"Django, you're awfully quiet back there," Beppo commented to his only son, who was sitting in the back seat and staring out the window at the dark, starry night. "Are you feeling okay?"

"No," he muttered, kicking the ground with his shoe.

"But-"

Alana reached over to grab hold of her husband's shoulder. "Beppo. Leave him alone. He has a lot to think about, here."

Though Django didn't know it, both of his parents knew everything that had been going on in his life, simply because they had overheard him talking to Lilly on the phone just several days before. They knew about his kiss with Vienna after her breakup with Buford, they knew about his friends avoiding him, and they also knew how badly things had become with Adyson, and also between her and Vienna.

Alana leaned over in her seat to whisper into Beppo's ear. "Don't make him talk about Vienna, or Adyson, especially. It'll just make him even more upset than he already is."

"But maybe he'll want to open up with us," Beppo insisted, also whispering as quietly as he could. "Maybe, since he has no one else to turn to besides Lilly, we can help him."

Alana sighed. She knew how stubborn he was being, just like he always was. "He's going to be nineteen in September, Beppo, not eight. He's not going to want to talk to us about every little issue he has going on, if any. It embarrasses him; he's sensitive."

Beppo bit his lip. "Yes, but-"

"You know, you guys aren't being as quiet as you think you are," Django interrupted, and they gave each other sheepish looks. He sighed in irritation, wanting to just get to that damn hospital.

He needed to see Adyson...and he needed to apologize to her. For everything.


"So...it was you who put that information up onto the school website?" Adyson asked Holly, stunned. Aubrey looked over at her best friend, a confused expression on her face.

"Yeah," Holly said quietly, hanging her head and looking away from Adyson. She had explained the entire situation to her, Aubrey in the room, but she didn't care. It had to be told. "It was totally selfish of me, and I'm really sorry."

"Don't worry about it."

Holly blinked. "...What?"

"I'm serious." She shrugged. "Everyone would have found out, anyway, and besides, even though I was upset then, it doesn't matter now." Adyson looked down at herself. "I have so many more important things to worry about, like..." She gasped, feeling a contraction start to kick in, and Aubrey, Holly, and Isabella(who had just come back into the room)'s eyes widened.

"Are you okay?" Aubrey wondered worriedly, chewing on her pinky nail. She still didn't have a clue as to what was going on. Where was the stork? Why was Adyson in pain?

"Yeah." Adyson took a deep breath, moaning at the same time. "...It wasn't that bad. It was just...there. Nothing to be worried about."


Having just arrived at the hospital, Vienna walked into the waiting room in the lobby to see Ginger, Baljeet, Lilly, Darren, Ferb, Emily, Phineas, Irving, Milly, Savannah, Holly, and Aubrey, as well as many other people, sitting there. "Oh my God," she exclaimed, and everyone turned towards her. "You all actually came?"

"Of course we did," Irving said, like it was no big deal for a bunch of teenagers to be in the lobby of a hospital for one person.

Vienna sighed, glancing around at the crowd. "So...I'm seeing all of you except for Katie, her friend, Django, and Buford." Her heart twisted at the sound of her ex-boyfriend's name coming out of her mouth, but she ignored it. "Have you seen any of them?"

"Drew took Katie somewhere...private, for some reason," Ginger informed her, shrugging. "Don't ask me how I know his name. I have no clue, either."

"Whatever." Vienna turned away. "Django or Buford?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"Fine, whatever," she said again. "I'm going up, and I need to apologize to her for being such a bitch to her. Anyone else coming?"

Again, everyone shook their heads.

"Fine with me." With that, she went up after asking what the room number was, not knowing what to expect.


Darren squeezed Lilly's hand as they both sat in the waiting room, making her flush. This was actually noticeable since she had taken off about ten pounds of her makeup in the bathroom earlier. Both were aware of the occasional glance they would get, but neither cared. They just sat and smiled at each other.

"It's a little strange, I'm not going to lie," Darren informed her, not being able to wipe the smile off of his face. He...the nerdiest nerd in the history of nerds...had a girlfriend; it was official after he asked her. And he had one that actually loved him the way he loved her. Not that he would say that in words. Yet. "But I like it."

"I like it, too," Lilly told him, keeping her tone quiet. She squeezed back, also smiling. "It is weird, but...I don't care."

All of a sudden, she felt her cell phone ring in her pocket. Sighing in irritation, smile wiped off her face, she released Darren's hand, yanking it out of her pocket. "Yes?" she asked the person in as sarcastic of a tone as she could muster.

"Lilly, I have a problem." It was Katie, and she sounded frantic. "A major one."

"Oh for God's sake," Lilly snapped, now pissed off at her for ruining her moment. Darren, on the other hand, was amused, covering his mouth. He loved it when Lilly got angry; it was hilarious. "What happened? Did you drop a big ass lollipop onto the ground when you were on a Ferris wheel? Did your pigtails become untied? How could you possibly have a 'major problem'?"

"...Drew told me that he likes me. As more than a friend."


"It's okay, Adyson, it's okay," Vienna said to Adyson as another contraction rolled through, and she tried not to scream. They had had a long conversation before about their argument, and both had agreed that it was pretty stupid. So while they couldn't officially say they were best friends again, they had made up.

"No, it's not," she gasped, holding her stomach. She then glared up at the ceiling. "CURSE YOU, KYLE WITH THE STUPID BLOND HAIR AND THE DRINKS AND-!"

"Don't think about him right now," Isabella commanded on the other side, and Adyson let out a shuddery breath. "Think about getting your child out. Think about what you've been through for nine months, and let it all out. You're six centimeters dilated, now, and the nurse should be back at any second-"

"What the hell does that mean?" Adyson screamed. "Why won't anyone frickin' tell me?"

"They don't feel like it," Vienna responded since she really couldn't come up with a better answer. She released Adyson's hand after her friend breathed a sigh that sounded of relief. "I'm going downstairs for a little bit; I'm kind of hungry. Isabella, you want anything?"


"Geez, dude," Savannah commented as Django finally burst through the door. His face was red, and he was sweaty. "Had no idea you were driving like snails, were you?"

"No," he panted, running his hands through his damp hair. "No, we did not." He looked at all of his friends. "Where's Adyson?"

Milly told him the room number, and he nodded. "Thank you. I have to apologize to her now." With that, he was about to run up the stairs, but then saw the elevator. "Yeah...that's a better idea," he said to himself, pressing the UP button.


Django tried to calm his nerves as he approached his ex-girlfriend's hospital room, but it wasn't easy. At all. I can't do this, he thought, and then mentally slapped himself. Yes, you can. You're considered a man here in the United States, Django Brown. Act like one.

After knocking, he cautiously entered the room, then breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that all who was in there with her was Isabella. Both girls looked up, and Adyson's eyes hardened. "Get the hell out of here."

"No, wait," he said, holding up his hand. He nodded at Isabella, who took that as her cue to get out. She flashed him a small smile before exiting the room. Satisfied, he turned to Adyson, who was glaring at him.

"I don't want to hear it," she informed him in an icy tone. "I really...really don't."

"Adyson...just listen to me," he said calmly. He sat down next to her, being sure not to touch her. "What I did to you was wrong. It was a really dumbass thing to do, and I shouldn't have done it."

"Tell me about it," she scoffed, tucking stray pieces from her ponytail behind her ear. "I thought you were good. I thought you meant it when you said you were supportive of me. And when you really weren't...it hurt. It really hurt. I mean, I still talk to my brother every now and then, but..." She hesitated. "My mom kicked me out of the house, even though I was raped and tricked into it. You know who I wanted to turn to?" She gasped at another contraction, and then sighed. "...You. But you weren't available. You were...ashamed of me."

Django bit his lip. "I was...back then."

Adyson rolled her eyes. "Look..." She sighed again. "I know you're sorry...I really do. I know that you've thought about it, and now you want to make up for it. I just...don't want to be in a relationship right now, you know?"

"Of course," he assured her, nodding. He knew she would say something like that. "All I want...is to know that I'm forgiven, and that...we can at least be friends." He offered her a sheepish smile. "Is that okay with you?"

Much to his relief, she smiled, very faintly because of her pain, back. "Of course, Django." She surprised him by grabbing his hand. Hers was hot, and possibly the sweatiest hand he had ever touched, but he didn't care. All he cared about was that everything was okay, again. "Of course."


Eight hours later. No, really, it's eight hours later.

Everyone, Django included, was now sitting anxiously in the waiting room. It was now past five o'clock, and half of the group had fallen asleep. There was still no sign of Buford, so everyone had assumed that he had just decided not to come.

A few people had left, like Katie, who was so shaken up by Drew that she called her mom to pick her up from the hospital, making Drew have to drive home alone, and Baljeet, who wanted to go home to get his full daily ten hours of sleep (there was no school the next day for the seniors). But everyone else remained, some yawning, some asleep in their chairs, some, like Phineas, still wide awake, only an occasional yawn once in a while.

Django sighed, glancing down at his cell phone for the time. Once Adyson had reached eight centimeters, whatever that meant, the doctor had told everyone that no one could come up to see her. That had been about four hours ago, and now, everyone could only anxiously wait. Only Vienna, Isabella, and Isabella's mom were in the room during the actual delivery. Her father had gone home since he had work the next day.

"Is this really a good idea, us all staying here?" Lilly said now, groggily. "I mean...it's been like, ten hours since her water broke, and these things can last for more than a day-"

"Don't worry," someone said, actually sounding awake. Everyone, at least, everyone who was awake, snapped their heads up to see Vienna, wide grin on her face. "Everything went well. I mean...there was a lot of cursing, and a lot of...gross stuff, but-"

"What's the gender?" Emily asked her excitedly, reaching behind her to fix her bow, which had become untangled.

Vienna's grin became even wider. "It's a girl."

Next Chapter Preview: Last chapter! Adyson comes home from the hospital, finding some surprises for her. Gretchen also returns home from the psych ward, and other problems not yet solved...will be solved.


*takes very deep breath* Well...that was a lot. I'm very sorry. But...hey, at least I got it done, right?