NOTE: I'm glad the majority of you liked my 'shocker' last chapter. I was afraid I was going to get bashed, but I like pushing the envelope lol. I do have plans, so don't worry.

December 31st, 2004

It wasn't a very merry Christmas nor was it a very happy New Year. Faith's world was crashing around her. She was a grandmother. Her daughter, her thirteen-year-old daughter, was pregnant. Faith was disgusted. Faith was depressed. Faith was upset. Faith was sad. Every emotion but jubilation was coursing though her veins.

Bosco tried everything he could to male Faith and Emily talk but nothing worked. Emily was spending more time with Fred. He was paying for her doctor appointments and supporting his little girl, which pissed Faith off even more. Sure, Bosco was upset, but he believed in supporting Emily rather than pushing her away. He would rather see her here and healthy, than on the streets giving birth in a ditch. He knew Faith felt that way too. but she just wouldn't admit it.

"Don 't for get I'm going over Jake's tonight for the new years party." Charlie said.

"I remember." Faith said as she fed Vincent.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow." Bosco said. Emily walked through the front door and into the kitchen.

"I'm back." She said softly.

"How did it go?" Bosco asked. Faith didn't look at her daughter.

"It went fine." She said softly handing Bosco an ultrasound photo, "This is for you…if you want it. Justin and I already have a copy."

"I want it." Bosco said softly.

"The doctor said the baby is perfect." Emily glanced at her mother, "I'm due August 14th…I'll be upstairs." Emily rushed out of the room. Bosco looked at the ultrasound.

"I could never read these things." He handed it to Charlie.

"Momma?" Charlie said softly.

"Yeah baby." Faith said.

"When are you going to talk to Emily?" Charlie asked,

"When she realizes that she's ruined her life." Faith said.

"But she hasn't." Charlie said.

"She's having a baby, Charlie." Faith stood up; "I'm talking about this with you."

"You had three babies and you're fine. Emily will be fine. She has us. We're her family." Charlie said.

"Go upstairs in you room right now, Charles Michael!" Faith snapped. Charlie looked at Bosco.

"Go for now." He said softly. Charlie sighed and left the room. "There's no need to take this out on Charlie."

"I don't need a speech, B." Faith said.

"I'm not going to give you one." Bosco said, "You said Emily is ruining her life by having this baby. We don't even know if she's going to keep the baby. But right now as I see it, the only thing that is being ruin is your relationship with her."

"Right. No speech." She muttered taking the plate from Vincent. "Do you realize how hard this is going to be for her?"

"Yes I do." Bosco said, "It's going to be the most difficult thing she'll ever do. I know, she'll succeed. It's Emily we're talking about here. I'm sure, she'll be a wonderful mother with just a little bit of our help."

"Fred is helping her out for the three of us." Faith said.

"Just don't push her away." Bosco said, "You didn't have your mother help you through your first pregnancy. You had a hard time with it didn't you? Don't make Emily's first time hard."

"You defending her now?" Faith asked.

"I'm not defending her I'm not condoning what she did. I just think you should see what you're doing to her." Bosco said, "I don't want to see the two most important women in my life fight."

"Women. Pfft." Faith muttered.

"Just think about it." Bosco said picking Vincent up and leaving the kitchen. Faith stood at the sink. She knew she had to be a supportive mother and help her daughter through this, but Faith had a hard time. She was terrified Emily wouldn't achieve all the riches she deserved in life. She just wanted to see her daughter succeed. Could she do it with a baby on her hip? Faith looked down at the ultrasound photo that was on the counter. She sighed softly.

"I'll make sure she does succeed." Faith whispered.

January 14th, 2005

Faith tied off her braid as she kissed Bosco.

"I'll see you later tonight." She said stepping out of the room, "I'll see you around nine."

"All right. I'll miss you." Bosco chuckled. Faith stopped at the top of the stairs. She could hear Emily throwing up Faith knocked on the door.

"Em, you okay?" She asked.

"Go away." Emily groaned. Faith sighed.

"I'll be back around nine." She said, "Try lemon slices and soda crackers with flat ginger ale. That helped with me." Emily was silent for a moment.

"Thanks, Ma." She said.

"Lay down and do your homework in bed. I'll check it when I get home." Faith walked downstairs. She might as well help where she can.

* * *

Faith drove with white knuckles as Her and Sully patrolled their sector. She was a very unpleasant partner the past month, but Sully understood.

"You and Bosco need a night out." Sully said.

"No shit." Faith muttered, "I need a night out with a lot of liquor."

"Give me the word and I'll come over and baby-sit." Faith chuckled.

"That would be wonderful." Faith said, "Can you handle a pregnant teenager, smart ass eleven year old, and a cranky sixteen month old?" Sully laughed.

"I may be able to handle it." He said.

"I'll take you up on the offer." Faith smiled.

"What's going on over there?" Sully pointed over to the basketball court. Faith looked over.

"Shit." Faith curse stopping the car, "Come on. This is 55-Davis we have a 10-34 going on. We may need back up." Faith stepped out of the car and walked over to the court. "What the fuck is going on here?" A couple of men were kicking a bleeding man on the ground.

"Stop it!" Sully ran over and grabbed on eof the men. Faith grabbed the second one, knocking him roughly to the ground.

"Shit man." He groaned. Faith roughly slapped some cuffs on him.

"You son of a bitch, don't ever lay a hand on anyone again." Faith pounded him into the ground. She was definitely starting to lose her cool.

"Faith, lay off him." Sully said.

"No! The son of a bitch beat the shit out of that guy." She grabbed him by the scruff of his neck, "Are you even sorry?"

"No. I'm not fucking sorry." He hissed. Faith hit him off of the ground again.

"People like you are scum of the earth." She hauled the man to his feet, "Call a bus in, Sull." Faith shoved the man into car.

"Jeez, what's your fucking problem??" He hissed.

"You and everyone like you. Now get in the god damn car." She pushed him into the back roughly. Sully only watched. Faith had some serious steam to let off.

* * *

Faith undid her hair as she walked into her house. So she was a little early, but Lou made her leave. She had been getting too rough with several of the people. She walked up the stairs and looked towards Emily's room. She sighed and opened the door.

"Baby?" She walked in. Emily looked up from her bed.

"What did I do now?" She asked. Faith smiled.

"Nothing. Can I sit down?" Faith asked.

"You own everything in here." Emily sat up. Faith sat next to her daughter. She sat there quietly for a moment; "Do you need something?"

"My daughter back." Faith said.

"I never left." Emily said. Faith looked at her.

"I feel like you did, but I know that's my fault." Faith said. Emily bit her lip.

"It's my fault. If I didn't get pregnant, you wouldn't hate me."

"Emily…" Faith looked at her daughter, "I don't hate you. I could never hate you. What you did was irresponsible and I think you know that."

"Yes I do." Emily said curling her legs underneath her, "I don't want I'm going to do yet, Ma. Justin and I are still talking about it."

"You two have been talking?" She asked. Emily nodded.

"Yeah. We love each other and we're weighing our options." She said.

"You're talking like a grown up." Faith said. Emily smiled slightly.

"I've grown up a lot since you and Daddy got your divorce." She said, "I know I still have a lot of growing up too, Ma, and I will."

"You can't expect everything to be handed to you on a silver plate, Emily. If you keep this baby, It'll be hard." She said.

"I know. Justin is getting a second job on the weekends and I figure I can do some stupid job around here like walking dogs or something to make a little money. I've been going online researching colleges and stuff and they do have scholarships that I'll can get…if I keep the baby." Emily said. Faith stared at her daughter not believing her daughter had thought all of this through, "I don't expect you or Bosco to pay my way out of this."

"Good. It sounds like you've been researching a lot." She said.

"I want the best for this baby, Mom." Emily said seriously.

"Are you sure you're only thirteen?" Faith asked.

"I'm thirteen but my soul is much older." Emily said. Faith ran her hand over her daughter's hair. She smiled slightly.

"I'm realizing that." Faith said kissing her daughter's cheek, "You're going to have to work your ass of around here, Emily."

"I will. I'll prove to you that I can do this. I'll make you trust me again." She said. Faith nodded as she stood up.

"Get some rest. You'll need it now." Faith said leaving the room. She stood there shaking her head. Her baby girl certainly wasn't a baby girl anymore. She was growing into a smart young woman. Faith desperately hoped things would work out the way Emily planned. They seemed to be good plans. She didn't want to see her fall.