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Chapter 14

Then Ned throws his head back and laughter explodes out. Irene elbows him in the side to get him to stop, but he doesn't. At an act of nervousness Carey starts chuckling too, while Molly is too busy having an intense staring contest with Irene to join in. Walking over to the side of the bed Ned gives his son a firm but friendly smack on the back.

"Good one you two! You almost made us there. And getting Annie involved was brilliant." Carey leans around his father to look to Molly and they both mouth Annie!? The idea of allowing him to believe for a little while that it was in fact just a blown out of proportion joke was appealing to Molly. Judging by the fact Irene had barley changed the direction of her eyes, and that screamed I know what you did. Molly also realized not coming out with the whole story in unforntully in detail would be a huge mistake. It was time to face the truth; it was a hospital so if any punches were thrown they would be taken care of.

"Were not joking. I'm so sorry you had to find out like this." Molly says while Carey just nods again. Ned was still laughing, but he was having to force it out stopped and sighed deeply, while pinching the bridge of his nose.

"How?" Irene opens her mouth for the first time but it was barely above a whisper, with the tension surrounding them it sounded deafening.

"How? Um what do you mean how?" Carey hoped his mothers question wasn't what he thought it was. Because that would be right down impossible to discuss.

"All of this! How could of it happened!? When?!" She wasn't quite ready to stop there but was interrupted by a passing orderly telling them to hush down.

"Irene I don't know how to explain, at least not in terms I think you could handle right now."

"What in the hell does that mean!?"

"Irene please calm down." Ned pleads, knowing his wife it won't do any good still husbandries duties made him to at least try to keep the peace.

"Calm down! You except me to calm down!? How can I when I know my son, our son, was taken advantage of!?" At the same moment as if they said rehearsed it Carey and Molly yell out.

"Advantage of!?" Molly was hoping this won't happen but had been excepting it. She was the evil temptress, the one who chased after poor innocent Carey. Of course in his parents he was innocent, no parent like admitting their child has grown up, especially in such a unique circumstances. Molly realized her next few choice words would have a great impact on the rest of the situation and perhaps even lives. They had to be sought out carefully. All that practicing and planning for this moment was now completely lost or unusable in her mind. Three others were all looking at her waiting for to help. She wished Carey would step up and say something, but realized he was too terrified.

At that moment as Molly was ready to start the tale her assigned physician for the day walked back over with chart and pen in hand. He looks at the new comers, doesn't care enough to ask for names or the reasons for their pretences.

"Molly everything looks relatively ok." He tells her while looking at the chart.

"Relatively?" Carey speaks up to ask with true concern in his voice. Ned and Irene look at each other both noticing the tone of his speech as well.

"Just keep it easy. You seem to be under a great deal of stress. Stress isn't a welcome addition to any pregnancies, but because of your age it's even worse. The baby was just reacting to all your emotions, that's why you felt as if it was in distress. But I reassure you the baby is fine, just please keep it easy. I would hate to see you again." He reaches over and gives Molly a friendly pat on the shoulder. Looks Carey in the eye and nods politely at him. Then leaves like he had when entering with nothing said. The Doctor hadn't said much still Molly felt much better over the situation; everything was doing to be all right. Her and Carey look at each with pure joy and love in their eyes, a look they had for each other for a long time. They were so pre-occupied with their wordless conversations they forgot of the guests with them. At the sound of Ned clearing his throat to get some attention they snapped out of it.

"You have questions right?" It was a stupid question with an obvious question but Carey asked anyways.

"You think?" Irene sarcastically replies. Molly pulls herself up from her half laying position preparing herself for the battle then she's sees a pleasant but shocking sight. Carey holding his hand up towards her as a sign he would handle it. Perhaps he wasn't as terrified anymore.

"Molly and myself have been together since December."

"Holy shit!" All turn and stare at Ned of everyone they knew he cursed the least.

"December, that's five months!" Ned continues on almost mumbling it.

"How far along are you?"

"About 17 weeks." Irene sighs deeply with frustration. Molly couldn't help up to wonder if Ned was wishing it were in fact just a joke.

"Were in love and I I I mean we (pauses for a moment to muster up some courage) have decided to get married." Carey lets them know while watching his father go pale and his mother strutting like a mad man. He looks over at Molly who just shrugs.