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Summary: This is my own little take on what happens after the end of season 7. I personally think Lucy is pregnant and as for Detective Michaels and Lou, I don't know. Anyway my story doesn't follow what I think will happen, it is just another possibility that could happen minus Mary's story.
A/N: Sorry for the length between updates. I was at a roadblock. I didn't know where to go and then I got busy at my new job, but I finally cranked out a new chapter. Sorry for those who have been waiting so long for a new chapter.
Chapter 9 I've Got Something I Need To Tell You
(Annie's POV)
The last several days have been really hard. Ruthie and I came home, but it doesn't feel right around the house. Like someone's missing. I can't stand to let David out of my sight. I just have an overwhelming fear that if he is away from me something will happen to him. I know it sounds crazy, but I hope I will get over this fear soon. He doesn't need his mother constantly hovering over him. I spent most of my time in bed or in David's room. Today was the first day I got up and got dressed. I did some cleaning and Eric cooked dinner.
At dinner Lucy seemed distracted. Kevin kept smiling at her and poking her arm as if she had news she needed to share. She would shake her head no and swat his hand away. I don't think anyone noticed it, so I didn't say anything. Simon got up to clear the dishes, but Kevin spoke up.
"Wait a minute. Lucy?" he prodded.
"Okay," she gave in," I've got something I need to tell you guys."
I froze and waited for her to tell us her news. The pause made it seem like she had bad news.
"Everybody. I'm, uh, I'm pregnant," she blurted out.
"Honey that's wonderful," I exclaimed, jumping up.
"When did you find that out?" Eric asked.
"You're going to have a baby!" Ruthie exclaimed," that means I'll be an aunt!"
"We just found out the day that Mom and Ruthie came home," Lucy explained.
"The night of the accident, Lucy took a pregnancy test that said she wasn't pregnant. Then at the hospital, she confessed it to me and I convinced her to get a blood test done. She did and it turns out the home test was wrong," Kevin told everyone.
"I went to see an obstetrician and found out that my due date is February 14," Lucy said.
"That's Valentine's Day," I said," it would make a wonderful Valentine's Day gift."
"Well, I could end up having it before then because most women have their first child early," Lucy explained.
"I can't believe my little sister is going to have a baby before me," Mary laughed.
"Let me be the first to say congratulations," Matt said.
(Mary's POV)
When I heard that Lucy was pregnant, I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. She was younger than me and she would probably have a child before I even got married. Mostly I was happy for her and Kevin, but still, the jealous feeling was there. Everyone gushed about how good it was that Lucy was having a baby. Later she cornered me for a private 'woman' talk.
"Mare?" she asked.
"Yeah," I replied.
"I know everyone's excited about me having a baby, but I'm scared. I mean, I wasn't even ready to have a baby. I didn't think that I'd get pregnant so soon. I mean, I'm so young. I know I'm married and that Kevin would never leave me, but I guess I'm still scared," she confided.
"I've never been pregnant of course," I told her," but I think those are all normal feelings. The whole family will be here to support you and help when the baby's born. I mean Matt and I may be gone, but we can always come back and help if you need it."
"I'm still scared. What if something goes wrong during the birth?" Lucy asked.
"Well Luce, there's always that chance," I told her honestly," but you have a doctor. Ask the doctor about your fears. I'm sure they can help comfort you. But don't let anything worry you too much. Be happy that you are going to have a child. You have your own family now. Look at me. Not even a boyfriend to speak of."
"Oh Mare, there's nothing wrong with that. You'll have a family one day."
"I either pick a bad boyfriend or chase them away. Look at Robbie, Wilson and Ben. I'm destined to be an old maid."
"No you're not Mary. You just haven't found the right guy yet."
(Peter's POV)
After I woke up from a nap, Mom walked into my room. I knew something was wrong. She had a certain air of worry about her.
"Hi Peter," she said.
"What is it Mom?" I asked with concern.
"Is it that obvious?" she asked.
"I can tell something is wrong. What?" I prodded.
"I've got something I need to tell you. I'll get straight to the point. I think you need to know something about the accident. The drunk driver who hit you was somone we know."
"Who?" I demanded, tons of people flashing into my mind.
"You remember my last boyfriend, the one who was threatening you?"
"Yes. Wait! It was him!"
"That's right. He was killed on impact. I know this is some difficult news. I just thought that you should know who it was," she paused," Peter?"
"I'm surprised. I mean, he was such a bad guy. I didn't like him one bit. I hate to say it, but the world's a better place without him," I said coldly.
"Peter Petrowski!" Mom exclaimed, shock in her tone.
"I know that sounds horrible, but anyone he was around was in danger of abuse. The world doesn't need people like that."
"Still that's not something you should say. I can't believe you."
"Well, the guy was rotten, Mom. He wanted to marry you and get rid of me. That's not right."
"I guess you're right. I forgot how awful he really was. Let's change the subject. How was your physical therapy?"
"Painful and hard. I still can't hardly sit up by myself," I explained.
A/N: Will Lucy and Kevin's baby be a boy or girl? What will the name be? How is the family adjusting to life with the loss of a child?
Summary: This is my own little take on what happens after the end of season 7. I personally think Lucy is pregnant and as for Detective Michaels and Lou, I don't know. Anyway my story doesn't follow what I think will happen, it is just another possibility that could happen minus Mary's story.
A/N: Sorry for the length between updates. I was at a roadblock. I didn't know where to go and then I got busy at my new job, but I finally cranked out a new chapter. Sorry for those who have been waiting so long for a new chapter.
Chapter 9 I've Got Something I Need To Tell You
(Annie's POV)
The last several days have been really hard. Ruthie and I came home, but it doesn't feel right around the house. Like someone's missing. I can't stand to let David out of my sight. I just have an overwhelming fear that if he is away from me something will happen to him. I know it sounds crazy, but I hope I will get over this fear soon. He doesn't need his mother constantly hovering over him. I spent most of my time in bed or in David's room. Today was the first day I got up and got dressed. I did some cleaning and Eric cooked dinner.
At dinner Lucy seemed distracted. Kevin kept smiling at her and poking her arm as if she had news she needed to share. She would shake her head no and swat his hand away. I don't think anyone noticed it, so I didn't say anything. Simon got up to clear the dishes, but Kevin spoke up.
"Wait a minute. Lucy?" he prodded.
"Okay," she gave in," I've got something I need to tell you guys."
I froze and waited for her to tell us her news. The pause made it seem like she had bad news.
"Everybody. I'm, uh, I'm pregnant," she blurted out.
"Honey that's wonderful," I exclaimed, jumping up.
"When did you find that out?" Eric asked.
"You're going to have a baby!" Ruthie exclaimed," that means I'll be an aunt!"
"We just found out the day that Mom and Ruthie came home," Lucy explained.
"The night of the accident, Lucy took a pregnancy test that said she wasn't pregnant. Then at the hospital, she confessed it to me and I convinced her to get a blood test done. She did and it turns out the home test was wrong," Kevin told everyone.
"I went to see an obstetrician and found out that my due date is February 14," Lucy said.
"That's Valentine's Day," I said," it would make a wonderful Valentine's Day gift."
"Well, I could end up having it before then because most women have their first child early," Lucy explained.
"I can't believe my little sister is going to have a baby before me," Mary laughed.
"Let me be the first to say congratulations," Matt said.
(Mary's POV)
When I heard that Lucy was pregnant, I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. She was younger than me and she would probably have a child before I even got married. Mostly I was happy for her and Kevin, but still, the jealous feeling was there. Everyone gushed about how good it was that Lucy was having a baby. Later she cornered me for a private 'woman' talk.
"Mare?" she asked.
"Yeah," I replied.
"I know everyone's excited about me having a baby, but I'm scared. I mean, I wasn't even ready to have a baby. I didn't think that I'd get pregnant so soon. I mean, I'm so young. I know I'm married and that Kevin would never leave me, but I guess I'm still scared," she confided.
"I've never been pregnant of course," I told her," but I think those are all normal feelings. The whole family will be here to support you and help when the baby's born. I mean Matt and I may be gone, but we can always come back and help if you need it."
"I'm still scared. What if something goes wrong during the birth?" Lucy asked.
"Well Luce, there's always that chance," I told her honestly," but you have a doctor. Ask the doctor about your fears. I'm sure they can help comfort you. But don't let anything worry you too much. Be happy that you are going to have a child. You have your own family now. Look at me. Not even a boyfriend to speak of."
"Oh Mare, there's nothing wrong with that. You'll have a family one day."
"I either pick a bad boyfriend or chase them away. Look at Robbie, Wilson and Ben. I'm destined to be an old maid."
"No you're not Mary. You just haven't found the right guy yet."
(Peter's POV)
After I woke up from a nap, Mom walked into my room. I knew something was wrong. She had a certain air of worry about her.
"Hi Peter," she said.
"What is it Mom?" I asked with concern.
"Is it that obvious?" she asked.
"I can tell something is wrong. What?" I prodded.
"I've got something I need to tell you. I'll get straight to the point. I think you need to know something about the accident. The drunk driver who hit you was somone we know."
"Who?" I demanded, tons of people flashing into my mind.
"You remember my last boyfriend, the one who was threatening you?"
"Yes. Wait! It was him!"
"That's right. He was killed on impact. I know this is some difficult news. I just thought that you should know who it was," she paused," Peter?"
"I'm surprised. I mean, he was such a bad guy. I didn't like him one bit. I hate to say it, but the world's a better place without him," I said coldly.
"Peter Petrowski!" Mom exclaimed, shock in her tone.
"I know that sounds horrible, but anyone he was around was in danger of abuse. The world doesn't need people like that."
"Still that's not something you should say. I can't believe you."
"Well, the guy was rotten, Mom. He wanted to marry you and get rid of me. That's not right."
"I guess you're right. I forgot how awful he really was. Let's change the subject. How was your physical therapy?"
"Painful and hard. I still can't hardly sit up by myself," I explained.
A/N: Will Lucy and Kevin's baby be a boy or girl? What will the name be? How is the family adjusting to life with the loss of a child?