I don't own the characters or the show

I don't own the characters or the show. Never have never will.

Chapter 9

Molly stirred the soup wile softly humming to herself. Jack was sitting at the table looking at the newspaper for a possible part time job he could handle. Sounds of MTV could be heard coming from the TV in the living room that Annie was watching. This was literally the first time in months that Jack stayed in the same room with his mother since h caught Carey and her. Molly was too scared to talk to him, so she decides to take their relationship one step at a time. She was just starting to show; if you looked a certain way and she stood in a particular way you could tell that she was pregnant. Molly knew she and Carey would have to tell everyone before it came without a doubt clear. Plus wearing baggy shirts wasn't going to last for long.

After he got over the shock Carey was quite pleased. He loved Molly, liked kids why shouldn't he be happy. His parents. Just thinking about telling them made him sick; he had trouble looking at them now. The couple had slowly started laying there guard down, no longer afraid to say two words to each other in front of others, in fear of anyone getting suspicious.

"Hey." Molly turns from the soup that was to boil over to see Carey walk through the door. He walks over her lightly kisses her on the back of the neck. When he kisses her like that it never fails to get Molly's heart rate excelratted. The sound of the swinging door that connects the kitchen to the living room could be heard and they look up to see Jack leave.

"He'll come around Molly."

"It's been five months! How long is it doing to take!?"

"Want me to have a talk with him?" Molly turns herself to look up at him and shakes her head no. She knew if the two of them got into a room together and Carey started talking to him as "Molly's boyfriend" that one or both perhaps would leave with a broken nose. Carey lets go of her and takes a seat in the chair that Jack had been using.

"How are you feeling today?"

"Pretty good, only threw up once." Like her other pregencies Molly had terrible morning sickness that was last all day long.

"What did the doctor say?" Carey desperately wanted to attend her appointments but it was decided that would be too dangerous.

"Everything is great and they have no worries."

"That's wonderful! I hate to ruin a good and joyous moment but when are going to tell them? Molly knew who the them was, the whole world.

"In five months?"

"Molly…."

"Ok fine sooner just not now. I'm enjoying this too much right now to have it ruined."

"That's not going to change! I won't allow it." Molly wanted to believe him but deep inside knew it wasn't going to be as easy as he was imagining it to be. Turning the heat off from the burner, and with hot mitts on hand Molly picks up the pan and carries it to the table. Carey spreads the dishes out that were sitting out in a stack.

"Jack! Annie! It's time to eat." A second later Annie appears takes her seat and starts to eat. Molly reaches over and grapes her hand making it impossible for her to continue. She just sighs and waits for Jack to come. They wait and he doesn't come, after a few minutes Molly tries calling for him again. Nothing.

"I'll get him." Carey says while standing up and walking into the living room. Annie is swirling the soup around in her bowl with her finger while looking extremely pathetic. Her bad attitude had gotten worse in the last few months not better that Molly hoped it would. The thought of this being her way of telling them she didn't approve of them had crossed Molly's mind. Like Jack dealt with it by ignoring them she dealt with it by being a brat. Molly certainly hated the quiet but actually hated the foul language that had been coming from the other one more.

"Just a few more days of school, excited?" Jack was already out; one of the many senior privileges was getting out a week and half before the rest of the school. And in two weeks he would have his graduation ceremony. The thought of having one child in college by the time the baby was born always made her smile. It would certainly be an interesting story to tell.

"I guess so." Before Molly can ask another one they jump at the sound of glass being broken followed by harsh screams. They rush out of the kitchen to see Jack leaving the house with a tremendous slam of the door. Molly turns to her left to see Carey standing in almost a daze holding his hand that was bleeding; behind him the cabinet with figures was broken. Almost as if someone had punched it.

"He knows."