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

Chapter 10

"What do you mean he knows!?" Molly was sure she had misheard Carey's last statement.

"He over heard us talking and put two and two together." She slides down into the near by chair while shaking her head in sheer disbelief. It had finally happened, the gates of hell were no longer shut closed. Carey's face holds the expression of being shamed and in pain because of cuts on his hand. Not knowing and not caring what they were talking about Annie retreats back to the kitchen to eat.

"What are we going to do?" Molly asks more to herself then to Carey.

"Deal with it." She looks up at him and raises an eyebrow in confusion. Hr walks over to her and sits on the arm of the chair while putting his hand on her shoulder.

"I can't believe this is happening."

"Well it is Molly and we both knew it would. God damn it! Do you think I'm going back flips here? Sipping on the champagne in celebration?! I'm not. But I'm certainly not crying over it." Carey hastily moves from his position and sits in a chair on the other side of the room, staring at the floor. He was right, Molly knew that. She was always the kind of person who went with the in-crowd and never did anything to jeopardize that. But that whole idea would soon be flushed down the toilet. Having Jack find out this way was so the worst thing imaginable. Now he would be thinking that they were hiding it and lying for months; which they had been though. The bond of trust that had only been hanging up ratty old tattered thread had snapped, sewing it back might be impossible.

"What happened to you hand?" Molly asks after realizing almost three minutes of nothing had past.

"I um…" He looks very uncomfortable and starts wringing his hands.

"Go on."

"I went to hit Jack and he jumped out of the way." His answer is said fast and mumbled.

"What!? I know you and Jack don't exactly get along, but he's still my son. And I don't appreciate anyone hurting my kids –" Molly stops in mid sentence she was treating Carey like some hoodlum off the streets. He looked so sad and upset almost like his puppy died.

"You're right. What I did or tried to do is inexcusable. It's just hearing the awful things coming out of his mouth. About me and you I guess I just snapped." Molly was surprised that they hadn't snapped when this whole Jerry Springer type of a situation had began. Get up she sits next to him and gently lays her head on his shoulder. He turns awkwardly and kisses her on the top of the head.

"Carey?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry. About Jack, this situation, and destroying your life." Carey pulls back to allow himself a better view of her and caresses her face.

"I'm not. Ok maybe about Jack, but that's fixable in time. Your gong to have my child do you have any idea how proud that makes me feel? Before I let you didn't my life I had been nothing. So perhaps my old life might end but this one is looking really great." A few tears fall down Molly's face and Carey kisses them away.

"Thank you." She wanted to say so much more. Tell him her heart like he had with her, but there were no words that could be said. Looking her straight in the eye Carey's eye become mysterious like he's hiding a secret. Reaching down and puts Molly's hands into his wincing for a second but doesn't let go rubbing the top of them with his thumb.

"Will you marry me?"