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"You're pregnant?!" I felt a lecture about to come from my brother and I got annoyed.

"These things just happen, Steven." I gritted my teeth.

"No, they 'just don't happen' unless if you are not careful enough!" He angrily exclaimed. "Which you two obviously wasn't!"

"Steven, please, just stop." I pleaded him to end his rant.

"We should use the hose on him," Donna thankfully interrupted us. "Too bad it's outside."

"We can take him to the hose." Steven suggested.

So, the guys carried a passed out Michael Kelso outside and laid him on the ground at the driveway. Steven was the one who turned it on and pulled it out to spray at Michael causing him to wake up.

"Huh? Hey!" He got up and didn't like that he was getting sprayed on. When Steven finally stopped, Michael asked cluelessly, looking down at himself. "Why am I wet?"

"You got my sister pregnant, you dumbass!" Steven angrily exclaimed and looks like he was about to spray at him again.

"What? No! That can't be true!" He denied, shaking his head.

"It is! I went to the doctor with Mrs. Forman. That's how I found out." I said.

His mouth kept opening and closing. Still in shock. "But that just doesn't make any sense! What if the doctor is lying?"

"The doctor won't lie about this, Kelso." Donna rolled her eyes.

"What? No! I don't want to be a father! I'm not ready!" Michael got upset.

"Looks like you have to suck it up now!" Steven angrily exclaimed. "You should have thought about being more careful to not let this sort of thing happen. If you back out now, you're a tool, Kelso, and you can consider our friendship over!"

Michael's face paled probably at the thought of losing him as a friend, but he got angry, too. "You know what? It's really easy to talk about the right thing to do when it's not your life!"

"It's not just about your life anymore, you selfish prick! It's about my sister's and the baby's, too! We both know what it's like to not have a Dad around, or even worse, a deadbeat. Is that what you want to be?"

Michael and Steven furiously glared at each other.

Michael already stated he doesn't want to be a parent and that was his choice. Bud was always in and out of mine and Steven's lives and I didn't want that for my children. Having Michael be out of the picture from the beginning would've been a lot easier than what I had to go through.

"If you really don't want to be a father then...fine. You're off the hook." I told him.

"What?!" Everybody asked in shock except for Michael who looked relieved.

"Seriously?" He asked slowly as if can't containing his excitement.

"Yeah," I nodded.

"Wow, that's pretty cool of you." He widely grinned.

"I mean, it is your choice after all if you want to be in the baby's life. You shouldn't be forced to. I also don't want to deal with another Bud again."

"You won't," Steven said sternly and turned to approach to me. "Kelso will be a tool if he left you. Rachel, you can't do this on your own!"

"But it looks like I'll have to," I replied heatedly. "It'll be fine! I'll be fine! Just let me do what I have to do, alright?" I snapped and stormed into the house.

During the night, I cried myself to sleep about my situation. The next day, there was knocks on the door. If it was Michael, I really didn't want to see him. And Steven, too.

Fez and Laurie was busy with her family about the I.N.S. to investigate the validity of their marriage. If it was fake, he could get deported. I hope they'll tell them it's real, but I'm sure Red would love to see Fez get deported because he married his 'precious little girl.'

"Rachel, it's us." That was Donna's calm voice.

"Jackie and Donna!" Jackie clarified.

I opened the door for them to enter and they sat down on Laurie's bed.

"Are you seriously going to let Kelso off the hook?" Donna asked me.

"Yeah," I shrugged. "He doesn't want to be a father so why force him? Bud left Steven and I all the time. By letting Michael loose from his parenting responsibilities, I just cut him off early so he wouldn't be in and out of the baby's life. He was obviously happy about it. Edna was a single mother and it shouldn't be a shocker to everyone that I'd be one, too."

"Rachel, you've got to stop comparing yourself to your mother," Jackie said being a little annoyed. "You're not your mother and she's definitely not you. The two of you are entirely different people. You didn't even hesitate if you wanted to keep the baby or not. You just wanted to keep it right away. You're already being better than your mother because you want your baby to grow up in an healthier environment unlike what you and Steven had because you don't want your baby to end up like the both of you."

"I agree." Donna concurred.

"Thank you, Jackie," I replied appreciatively. "That means a lot."

"Why don't you just let Kelso be a father and take responsibility for his own actions?" Donna asked.

"He has to want to do it first. He made it pretty clear that he doesn't," I answered. "Besides, can you imagine Michael Kelso as a father? I would never trust him with a baby anyway. Maybe I am just better off on my own."

"I know what you mean, but who knows? Maybe he'll might surprise you." She said.

"Doubt it..." I muttered.

My craving for fast food was acting up so I went to The Hub with Steven, Jackie, Donna, and Eric. I guess Michael and Fez would show up later. I bought a double cheeseburger, fries, and a large chocolate milkshake. My stomach would regret it later, but it was totally worth it for now. I knew the others are just watching me as if in gross fascination while I ate my food like it was going to disappear.

"Wow. You really are pregnant, aren't you?" Eric asked as he watched me eat in awe. "You're eating a lot of food."

I gave Eric a look that got him scared. "Yeah? And?" I snapped.

"Nothing. Just...nothing." He nervously backed off.

"Word of advice, Eric: do not piss off a pregnant chick." Donna warned.

"Note taken." He nodded.

"How did the meeting with the I.N.S guy go?" Steven asked Eric. "Did he believed that Fez's marriage wasn't a sham?"

"Yes, thankfully," Eric answered. "Dad was on his good behavior surprisingly. I thought he'd screw everything up, but he didn't. Fez can legally stay in the country."

"You know what I just thought?" Donna asked in amusement. "Rachel's pregnant which means, Hyde, you are going to become an uncle!"

"Uncle Steven." Eric mused.

"That's usually how a family tree works." Steven replied smartly.

"Aren't you excited to be an uncle?" She wondered with a raised eyebrow at the lack of his enthusiasm.

"Excited that my eighteen year old twin sister is knocked up with a Kelso spawn? I can only hope that my niece or nephew will have her brains."

"And your street smarts." I added smiling and ate more fries.

"Oh, don't worry. I'll teach the kid everything I know," He assured with a proud smirk. "Like how to not be an idiot like his idiot father."

"Oooh, if it's a girl, I'll give her the best clothes!" Jackie said giddily. "And dresses! Mostly dresses. I'll be her favorite aunt obviously."

"Or I could be." Donna pointed out, but Jackie just scoffed at the idea.

"Oh, please! My niece will definitely not be going to any of your crazy feminist rallies! She'll be going to the spa."

"Do you want a boy or a girl?" Donna asked and I shrugged.

"I don't know. I never thought about it, but it doesn't matter." I continued to stuff my face with the burger and took a huge gulp of my chocolate milkshake.

"How about names?" Jackie asked curiously.

"Woah, one thing at a time. I'm still trying to comprehend the fact that I'm pregnant."

Then Michael and Fez came in (along with Laurie, shockingly) The Hub together. Michael hurriedly went to my side and pulled up a chair to sit next me.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Steven demanded and I notice how his hands balled up into tight fists ready to punch Michael.

"Just wait," I stopped my brother. "Hear him out first."

"I want to talk to you, but in private." Michael glanced at the others and gave them a look for them to leave which they went to another table far away.

"So, I've been thinking and you know how hard that is for me and I get headaches from it," Michael began seriously. "And I know the kind of childhood you and Hyde had and it was rough for you guys. I don't want that for my kid either. He - or she should have both parents. A Mom and a Dad. And I want to be there for him. Or her. But I really hope it's a boy. Anyway, I'm sorry that I acted like a jerk yesterday, that I didn't want to be involved, but I realize now I do, so just please give me a chance?"

His words did sound sincere, but it was still Michael Kelso. "That's really sweet, but I just don't think you're father material."

"I can try to be! This parenting thing is a lot scarier for me, too! I can clean up my act for you and for the baby, too. I promise," Michael vowed and it was like he's never been so serious or heart felt in his life before until now. "We can do this together, Rachel. You don't have to do it alone."

It must be the stupid hormones kicking in because I was trying not to cry.

"Really? You'll never walk out on me or the baby? On us?" I motioned my hand in the space in between us.

"Never. We can even...date if you want and it doesn't just have to be for the baby. Cause ever since that night at my van, I found out I like you a lot and I never felt that way with any other girl. And that's just not a line I'm saying. It's real."

I thought about dating Michael before while we got closer, but never seriously like now. The sex was always amazing and mind blowing, but there was more to it. I enjoyed talking to Michael and see a different side of him. It was nice being in his company without everyone else. The more I got closer to Michael, I've fallen for him.

"I want us to be a family, Rachel." His dark brown eyes met mine that I couldn't look away.

"Okay," I nodded. "You can be in the baby's life. You seem to really want to."

"Really?" Michael asked like he couldn't believe it.

"Yes." I confirmed smiling a little at his happy reaction that was forming on his face.

"Thank you so much, Rachel! I'll be the best Dad ever to little Michael Junior." He lovingly rubbed my flat stomach.

I chuckled at the name, shaking my head. "I can guarantee there will be no Michael Junior."

"Michelle?" He asked hopefully.

"We'll keep thinking about it," I replied. "I'll have to find a new place. I was thinking of an apartment for starters. It'll get too crowded having the baby live at the Formans."

"An apartment with three bedrooms or two bedrooms?" Michael wondered.

"Three?" I was confused. I started to eat again because I got hungry.

"You, me, and the baby. Or two bedrooms for you and the baby?"

"Since we are going to date and really be a family together, then two. But the other bedroom can be used for a guest so the baby will sleep with us." I figured.

"So, the baby will be with us while we have sex?" Michael looked a little weirded out and I laughed.

"No! We'll deal with it when the time comes." I assured him.

We started to talk more together not just about the baby stuff, but anything. I would like to believe Michael wouldn't go back to his old cheating ways and that the baby would genuinely change him for the better.

Michael got a job as a waiter at the Point Place Hotel Restaurant. Eric was one, too, and Steven was the cook. I was surprised that Michael passed the interview and couldn't really believe it at first. I'm proud of him.

When Christmas came, Donna unfortunately had to work at the radio station which sucked. Jackie came in the basement looking miserable.

"You guys, I've got some terrible news. I've just been kicked off the cheerleading squad." She miserably announced.

We all faked our sympathy to her. We really didn't care anything about the cheerleaders and just hated them. Especially, Donna and I. We knew how bitchy and catty they really were.

"Jackie, I know how you feel," Michael said. I was sitting on his lap and his arm was around my waist now since that we're officially dating. "I once got kicked off a cheerleader."

I just smirked in amusement and rolled my eyes at his previous affairs.

"Well, I need to get back on that squad. They might be a bunch of pom-pom waving bitches, but they're all I know," Jackie walked to her boyfriend. "Steven, you've gotta take me to the Christmas Eve Dance tomorrow night."

"Uh, no."

I chuckled at that. She should've known that would happen. Michael patted my thigh to have me get off him and he offered me a popsicle. I wanted one and I went with him to the freezer.

Steven and Jackie was bickering about the dance as Michael opened the freezer and handed me one and got himself one, too.

With a lot of Jackie's nagging, Steven eventually accepted to go with her and they kissed. We awed at them at the sweet scene.

"Hey, shut up! If I'm going, you guys are coming with me." Steven ordered.

"Ohhh no, cannot go to a high school dance. I'm gonna be a father soon. I gotta start acting more mature," Michael unwrapped his popsicle and grinned. "Alright, orange!" I opened mine and it was purple and he looked it. "Hah, you got grape!"

I didn't mind and licked it anyways. "I don't care if you want to go to the dance, Michael."

"Will you go?" He wondered.

"No, but that's because I'm starting to show and I don't want anyone seeing me and pointing and gossiping about it." I got uncomfortable about that possible scenario.

Right now, I was currently fifteen weeks pregnant. There was a little bump I'm having already. It still felt weird to be growing and know that there was a little person in there. I was insecure about it because I was a young teenage mother. I was already getting judgmental stares in public by everyone.

"You can just ignore them. You'll be my date and everyone will know that right there," He pointed at my belly. "Is my kid."

"And they won't be surprised that Michael Kelso knocked up a girl," I pointed out sarcastically. "Seriously, you can go without me."

"But I won't go if you won't go." He argued.

"But if you really want to go then you should. You should have some fun before the baby comes."

"So should you. And we're going!" He settled and I was annoyed with him.

"I don't want to!"

We glared at each other.

"Oookay," Steven said uncomfortably at our little, dumb argument. "Now, that Mommy and Daddy are done fighting, any other takers?" He offered as Michael and I returned to our seat. I sat back down onto his lap as we ate our popsicles.

"Yeah, I'm not going either," Fez said. "The football team and I have a little disagreement. They think it's funny to stuff me into a locker and I disagree."

"Yeah, man, the day I graduated, I promised myself I would never set foot in that god forsaken place again." Eric said. He was sitting next to his girlfriend, Donna, and it was like they were back in love with each other again.

Then Kitty came walking downstairs looking happy. Which could mean good news or bad news.

"Great news, kids! Red's gonna be the Santa down at the mall on Christmas Eve and I've signed you all up to be his little helpers." She got excited.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mom, we're all going to the Christmas Eve Dance at school." Eric said and we had dryly faked our enthusiasm.

While we're at the dance outside of the gym, Michael became nostalgic. Steven was with Jackie as she talked to a blonde girl.

"Lotta great memories in here. Did it in there. Did it back there. Got caught by Miss. Tompkins doing it down there. Did it with Miss Tompkins over there." He pointed at all of the places he 'did it' with someone.

"Everyone look for football players, I cannot spend another holiday in a locker," Fez said being a little scared. "And this time if I don't show up for two days, come look for me."

"You got it, Fez, don't worry," I assured him and turned to Michael suddenly feeling frisky since he did basically anywhere in this school. But he hadn't with me yet. I played a little with Michael's blazer and I hoped I was being seductive enough. "So, do you want to go somewhere secluded so you can..." I trailed off and whispered something dirty in his ear.

It got Michael excited about it, but he gently pushed me away from him. "I'd love to, but is sex really that good for the baby? Plus, I didn't bring any condoms."

"I'm pregnant, remember? We won't need any," Just hearing that made his face light up like a Christmas tree. "The doctor said it's fine, Michael," I assured him. "And that nothing will happen to the baby while we have sex. These hormones are just making me feel extra horny lately and seeing you dressed like that doesn't make it any better."

A smirk danced onto his face as he grabbed my hand. "Well, let me help you release those urges."

We found a janitor's closet and I let Michael have his way with me.

After that magnificent sexual ecstasy, (that happened more than once, by the way, and it felt more amazing while pregnant) we had to go back out to the dance. Michael put his clothes back on and he helped me to put my dark purple dress back on then, too.

We went out to the gym and sat at the table and talked to each other.

"So, I always thought doing it with a pregnant girl would be weird and gross, but now, it's sexy and hot!" Michael grinned. "You feeling okay after it?"

"Yeah, Michael, I'm fine. Perfect even. That really helped. Thanks."

"You don't have to thank me for that, Rachel. Just thank me in the bedroom." He smirked with a wink and I playfully kicked his leg.

"Oh, man, I knew that was funny!" Eric laughed and joined our table. He left some group of girls who's been flocking to him as if he was a celebrity.

"Lots of girls are coming to you, Eric." I noticed.

"Yeah, it's as if you're popular or something which is weird because you never were." Michael said.

"I think it's because of this ugly Christmas shirt and that I'm graduated now!" He said excitedly. "This ugly shirt is like a godsend to me."

My arms were crossed and I raised an eyebrow at him. "You mean the ugly Christmas shirt that Donna gave to you?"

Eric knew he screwed big time. "Oh, crap! I was supposed to meet her at the radio station!"

"You better go, man, you know how fiery Big D can be." Michael advised and Eric practically ran out of the gym and to the radio station.

I just shook my head at Eric's direction that he forgot about his own girlfriend.

"Wanna go dance?" Michael asked, standing up, had his hand out for me.

I stayed put in my chair. "Can't. Have two left feet."

"Oh, come on!" Michael grabbed my hand anyway and dragged out to the dance floor. I couldn't help, but to laugh at his ridiculous dance moves and joined him. But then the lights went off and everyone stopped dancing.

"What's going on?" I asked, looking around.

Then the band started to play for Fez's intro as he came onto the stage dancing along. Once he put his hand up, the band stopped.

Fez started to impersonate Elvis Presley and sang. "I'll h-have have-a Blue Christmas-"

Then he got tackled by the football team and I just laughed.

A pretty brunette girl came up to me with a friend of hers then as the band started to play its other fun songs.

"Hi, are you, Rachel Hyde?" She asked me.

"Uh, yeah." I answered unsure of why the girl wants to talk to me.

"I'm Sarah, and this is my friend, Karen. We're Juniors. I always thought you and your brother was so cool! Now, it looks like you're pregnant!"

"Oh, uh, yeah," I replied uncomfortably. "It's one of my least proudest accomplishments."

"But you're going to have a cute baby!" She squealed.

"Is this guy your baby Daddy?" Karen asked, her eyes scanned Michael up and down with bedroom eyes. It got me ticked off how she was ogling at him. "Wow, he looks so hot and old-"

"Old?!" Michael exclaimed in shock, feeling insulted and I try not to laugh. "I'm not old!"

"Are you helping her out with the baby?" Sarah asked.

"Yeah, I am."

"That's so sweet!" Sarah and Karen gushed together.

"We're looking for an apartment for us and the baby."

"Wow, you two are, like, officially adults now!" Sarah grinned being happy for us. "That's so cool!"

Yeah, we really were adults with this huge responsibility. That never really became a fact until I thought about it.

When we were done talking to them and done dancing, I was feeling tired.

"Do you want to leave?" I asked Michael. "I'm tired."

"Who's old now?" He teased, but I gave him a playful, annoyed look. "Fine. We can go."

"Let's go find Steven and Jackie first." I said and grabbed his hand to look for their table. When I spotted them, I asked Jackie. "So, are you back on the cheerleading squad?"

"Nope. I realize those girls aren't my real friends." Jackie answered. Wow. Development growth.

"So, we came here for nothing?!" Michael exclaimed.

"That's what I said!" Steven was just as angry and annoyed.

"I had a girl who came who told me I was old! Me!"

I rolled my eyes at him. "We thought about heading out of here. Eric already checked out to go to Donna at the radio station."

"Yeah, we'll leave, too," Jackie sighed as her and Steven stood up. We're leaving to exit the school. "This dance was so lame!"

Author's Note: Fez singing the Elvis Presley song had to be one of my favorite funniest moments on this show when I watched the clip again on Youtube lol! I did this episode to have Rachel and Kelso be closer. Hope you enjoyed it and don't forget to please review! :)