A/N: Hey everyone! First off I just want to say that I'm still overwhelmed with the amount of faves and reviews and alerts I've been getting for this story =) I love you all!

okay, so this was originally going to be done in one long chapter, but then I came up with the beginning bit and then I thought that I might be a little mean and leave you all in suspense, which is kind of a good thing for me cause then I get time to figure out the next part between updates.

So yeah...hope you all like this chapter :) and please, read the other A/N at the end...it's kinda important
Happy Reading!

The gang reached the vacant lot just as Dally came in, running as hard as he could, from the opposite direction. The wail of a siren grew louder and louder. She tried to figure out where the dreadful sound was coming from. Suddenly a police car pulled up across the street from the lot. Doors slammed as the policemen leaped out. Her eyes widened as she watched Dally reach the circle of light under the street lamp. Skidding to a halt, he turned and jerked a black object from his waistband.

All of a sudden, everything fell silent. To her, it was just like that movie, West Side Story; where everything surrounding them melted away in slow motion. She looked around and saw her brothers and friends shouting out at something, yet no sound could be heard.

Dally raised the gun. She had never seen that look on his face. It was a mixture of grief, loss and desperation. He was jerked half around by the impact of the bullets; then slowly crumpled with a look of grim triumph on his face. He was dead before he hit the ground.

She felt herself scream as time resumed once again. She ran forward towards him and skidded to oh her knees, not caring about her own well being. But it was no use. She beat her fists against his chest, yelling and screaming for him to wake up, but he wouldn't. She let out an excruciating scream before so threw herself over his lifeless body. It was then she felt something warm against her cheek. Slowly, she raised her head and looked down at herself. Her once white shirt and hands were now covered in his blood...

Screaming, Melody shot up out of bed, gasping for breath. Her hair stuck to her forehead in a cold sweat. Cautiously, she looked over her shoulder to find Dal, shirtless and blissfully asleep beside her, as if her screaming hadn't fazed him at all. Mel tried to steady her heartbeat as she ran her hand through her hair. That had to be the most life-like and terrifying nightmare she had ever had in her life, even after the accident.

Once again she looked down at the boy sleeping beside her. She tried to push the image of his face in her dream aside as she focused on the here and now. His hair was standing in all directions as he clung to the pillow tightly. His left arm, which was lazily draped over her stomach up until her abrupt awakening only moments before, now rested on her thigh after being thrown off in panic.

Mel sighed and released herself from Dal's grip before swinging her legs over the side of the bed.

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Sodapop kicked a pair of jeans out of his path as he silently made his way to his bedroom door. He had no idea what time it was, or if it was morning or night. All he knew was that he wanted a glass or milk, and that was more than enough reason to get out of bed.

After sneaking into the hallway, careful not to wake anyone else up, Soda glanced at the clock. It was only half past two in the morning. As he walked down the hall, he noticed that Mel's bedroom door was open, which was strange. Soda walked up to the door and looked inside, confused as to why only Dal was in there.

As he headed into the kitchen, Soda stopped suddenly when he saw a figure sitting on the countertop, staring out the window. Mel sat with her knees curled into her chest, just glancing out at nothing in particular. The moonlight coming in from the window revealed tear stains down her cheeks. Her hair was a complete mess; sticking up in all directions. Her curls were everywhere, making her look as though she hadn't slept in days.

"Hey." Soda said quietly. Mel pulled her gaze away from the window and looked at her twin. Soda walked over to her and stood beside her.

"You okay?" he asked. Mel sighed deeply and shrugged her shoulders. Soda sighed and stood in front of her. Mel moved her knees from her chest so they were handing over the countertop. Soda pushed some hair out of her eyes and looked at her. His face unable to voice nothing but concern for his twin sister.

"Bad dream." She said quietly. Although those two works meant nothing in comparison to what she had just seen in vivid detail.

"What happened?" soda wondered. Fresh tears fell down Mel's cheeks as visions of her nightmare flashed through her mind. The panic, the sirens, the gunshots, the blood...

She clenched her eyes tight, trying to magic them away. Soda pulled her into his arms and helped her off the counter. Carrying her in his arms, he headed into the living room and over to the couch. There was only one other time that she had had a nightmare that had shaken her up this badly and that was after the accident. So whatever it was, it must have spooked her something fierce.

The two curled up on the couch, with Soda wrapping his arms protectively around her, holding her close. Mel snuggled into his embrace. A feeling of total protection washed over her. It was as if he could fight everything that was trying to hurt her; nothing could harm her when she was with him.

"What happened?" he asked softly. Mel sighed a shaky breath and focused her attention on the wall in front of her.

"We...we were all running. There were cop cars and sirens...but then it all...went quiet. And he...he got shot...he fell and he...he..."

That was as far as she got before she broke down crying again. Soda held her tighter and ran his hand through her hair soothingly. Who was the he she was talking about? With seven or so guys in the gang it wasn't really the easiest thing to pick who it could be.

"Shhh," he whispered. "It's okay...nothing's gonna get ya. I promise."

The two stayed like that for a while. Eventually, they were both getting sleepy. Soda glanced down at his sister.

"You want me to take you to your room?" he asked. Mel yawned and shook her head.

"Not really...I honestly don't feel too good. But if you wanna move..." She said.

"Nah, it's okay." He said. Mel nodded and got comfortable once again. Soda shook his head and settled back down to sleep.

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Mel woke up later that morning still on the couch. She was feeling even worse than the night before. The only difference was that Soda was gone. Mel glanced over at the clock and saw that it was around ten am, meaning that Soda and Darry would already be at work. She sat up a little and stretched her arms. It was then she noticed Dally dozing in the arm chair.

Not a moment later, said hoodlum began to stir, as if he knew that she was thinking about him. Pretty soon, he opened his eyes and looked around a little before finally looking at Mel.

"You're awake." He said sleepily. Mel nodded.

"How come you're out here?" she asked. Dal cracked his neck and got out of the arm chair and sat down beside her.

"Soda told me about last night." He said gravely. Mel's eyes widened and mumbled something about not being able to keep his mouth shut.

"He's just worried about you." He said. Mel sighed.

"Anyone else?" she asked. Dal shook his head.

"No, just me." He explained. Mel nodded and started fiddling with her hands. Suddenly, she felt sick, literally sick. She jumped out of Dal's arms and sprinted to the bathroom. Dal looked on with a mixture of confusion and worry as he heard her throwing up in the bathroom.

About five minutes later, she came back looking paler than a ghost.

"You okay?" Dal asked as she walked back to the couch. She nodded her head hesitantly.

"I'm fine... I think." She said. Dal nodded his head.

The two sat in silence for a little while. Mel rested her head on Dal's shoulder while he played with her hair.

"So...you gonna tell me who it was?" he asked suddenly. Mel sat up and looked at him.

"What?" she wondered.

"In your dream...who got shot?" he asked. If it was possible, Mel's face went whiter.

"Do we really have to...?"

"Look, this scared you." Dal said. "I wanna know what happened so that it can't hurt you."

Mel sighed and tried to think of something to say to him. She couldn't tell him that it was him that was gunned down by the cops. She racked her brain trying to think of something to tell him.

"Steve." she blurted out. Dal looked at her in confusion. "It...it was Steve."

"Steve...like, Steve Steve?" Dal wondered. Mel nodded her head, afraid that her voice would betray her and let slip the truth. Dal rolled his eyes.

"That idiot would do something to get himself shot." He muttered. Mel could only nod, knowing how too true his words really were.

About an hour went by. Dal stayed close to Mel as if protecting her, but it was kind of annoying. What was going to hurt her in her own home? And her feeling terrible and running off to the bathroom every twenty minutes didn't really help at all. Finally, she had had enough and told him to go to Buck's or something. It took him a little convincing, but Dal finally agreed.

"You sure you'll be okay?" he asked for what had to be the thousandth time. Mel rolled her eyes and practically pushed him out the front door.

"Yes! I'll be fine." she said. "Kathy said she may come over today anyways, so go."

"Alright." Dal said, sighing in defeat. Mel grinned.

"Go win some cash or something." She said. "Then you can take me out for a change."

Dal glared at her, but smirked anyway. He kissed her cheek before leaving the house and heading over to Bucks.

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Later that afternoon, Kathy sat on the arm of the couch as she waited for Melody to finish up in the bathroom. She had been throwing up on and off since she got there, and that was a good half an hour ago. But Melody said that it had been going on all morning and it was now starting to worry her. She cringed as she head Mel throwing up once more.

"Honey...are you okay?" she asked. Finally, she heard the toilet flushing and the bathroom door opened. Melody stumbled out of the bathroom and collapsed onto the couch.

"You look like shit." Kathy said simply. Melody lifted her head and scowled at her friend.

"Thank you." She said sarcastically. "Glad to know that you're taking extra care to spare my

feelings."

"Well, it's true." Kathy said, shrugging her shoulders.

"You don't look so good either." Mel said. "You feeling any better?"

"What? Oh, yeah. I think I just caught one of those twenty-four hour things, you know." Kathy said. Mel nodded her head in understanding

"But the truth is I feel like shit." she said. "I haven't been able to stop being sick all morning."

"Do you have any idea why?" Kathy wondered. Mel shrugged.

"Not really. Soda cooked something weird for dinner last night so it could be that." She said. Kathy looked at her friend for a moment, trying to figure out what was making her sick. Pretty soon, realization dawned. Mel opened her eyes and looked at her friend, kind of weirded out by the constant staring.

"What?" Mel wondered.

"Maybe it wasn't Soda's cooking that made you sick." Kathy said. Melody cocked her eyebrow in confusion. If it wasn't Soda's weird-ass cooking that was making her sick...what was it?

"What are you talking about?" she asked. Kathy sent her a knowing look, which didn't make anything clearer for Mel. Subtly, Kathy's gaze left Mel's eyes and travelled down to her stomach, then back up again. Mel was still confused…but then it hit her.

"No. No! No way, not happening." She said, getting up off the couch. Kathy rolled her eyes and sighed.

"Mel…"

"No, Kathy. I'm not…it's not…" Melody stuttered. Kathy scoffed.

"Oh please, you can't tell me that it's not a possibility?" she wondered. Mel looked at her friend in utter disbelief. She sighed and ran her hand through her hair nervously.

"Well…yeah, it's a possibility…but…"

"But nothing. Mel...I think you could be pregnant." Kathy said.

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Two-Bit was walking across the lawn, up to the Curtis house. Mel and Kathy were inside and he thought he would surprise them by taking them out for the day.

He ran up the front steps and was about to open the door when he heard voices coming from inside. Usually he wouldn't listen in; he knew that the girls would kick his ass if he got caught. But there was something about their voices that was a little worrying.

"Oh please, you can't tell me that it's not a possibility?" he heard Kathy say. What were they talking about? What wasn't a possibility? He heard Mel sigh.

"Well…yeah, it's a possibility…but…"

"But nothing. Mel...I think you could be pregnant." Kathy said. Two-Bit's eyes widened as his girlfriend said those words to his best friend. He moved closer to the door so he could hear better.

A/N2: DUN! DUN! DUN! OMG! Mel could be pregnant? Uh-oh :S Well there you have it...the last Sneak Peek has been revealed.

...and I know I really made Dal ooc in this chapter...but I hope it's not that bad.

Haha. So I hope you all enjoyed that. I'm just gonna take a minute to explain a few things

The reason that it was that particular scene for Mel's nightmare is because I'm still undecided about how I'm actually going to do that scene when the time comes. I love the way that it was written in the book [even if Dally does die], so I thought I would include it anyways =)

I'm only a teenager, I don't exactly know about morning sickness and all that stuff, because I was too young to remember when my sister was born. So If I'm a little off, please don't judge. Also, it will actually make more sense in the next chapter.

So I really hope you enjoyed it... please REVIEW... it's quite crucial for this chapter to be honest...I need to know what you all think about this in order to fix the next update. Also, what do you think some of the reactions would be? Let me know!