A/N - Thanks to those of you who reviewed, I really appreciate it. This has been a fun fic to work on, so here are Julie's thoughts! Feedback, please? Thanks!!!

(Julie's POV)

Oh, shit.

Now what?

I can't do this.

I shouldn't have done this.

And done this.

And done this.

And done this again.

Why did I do this?

And more importantly, what am I supposed to do now?

What about Katelyn?

Oh, God, what about Marissa?

This is way too Jerry Springer, even for me.

She's going to hate me.

Oops, I almost forgot. She already does.

What in the world will Jimmy say? Like he has any room to talk. If he hadn't stolen all that money, we'd still be together and I wouldn't have even slept with Luke.

Would I?

Maybe I can just say it's Cal's.

Maybe I can get rid of it...

But it's a baby.

My baby.

His baby.

Oh, God.

He IS a baby.

He's eighteen.

Thank God he's eighteen, or I'd be in serious trouble.

What am I saying? Being pregnant by someone young enough (well, almost) to be my son isn't being in serious trouble?

Sigh.

This would never happen to Kirsten.