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Chapter 4

CONNIE'S P.O.V

"Well, what's wrong with her"? Julie butted in.

"As I was saying". She continued pointedly. "There is nothing wrong in particular with your blood tests, however we did find a little something". She looked at me as though I was supposed to tell her.

"What"? I asked cluelessly.

"Your pregnant". She told me gently.

"What"! Julie almost shrieked as I shook my head in shock.

"I can't be. I did a home test earlier, it was negative". I stuttered.

"Those tests aren't always 100% accurate". The doctor explained.

"But I haven't, you know, in weeks and even then it was protected". I continued hoping she had just read the blood tests wrong.

"Again, nothing is a 100% proof". She told me looking from my shocked face to Julie's. "I'll leave you alone". The doctor excused herself but not before telling me that once I had got some more fluids into me, I could go home.

"This can't be happening". I shook my head continually.

"Con's, Con's look at me". She told me making me look her in the eye. "Whatever happens, I'll be right here". She told me, she seemed to have gotten over the shock pretty quick.

"Uh, huh". I feebly agreed.

"I'll just go tell the others". Julie started to get up.

"NO". I said quickly and sharply. "I don't want them to know until I've decided what to do". She nodded and left the room.

When she had left, I let my mind wonder. What was I gonna do – get rid of it and continue my life as though nothing had happened, or tell the father and decide together what we should do. But then it hit me, how could I tell him, he was my friend a very good friend, we had both decided what we had done was wrong and shouldn't have happened. Thinking like this only confused me all the more. I was suddenly brought back to earth due to the rucas the guys were making.

"So how's the patient". Portman asked. He didn't like to admit it, but he was very protective over us all, and not just out of duty of being a duck.

"Ok". I mumbled, a smile creeping onto my face.

"If ever you fancy passing out again, do so when there's someone around". Charlie laughed.

They stayed for about another half an hour until a nurse came in a threw them out, so I could get my rest. Some rest, all I did was think about what I was going to do, which could be seen as a good or bad thing. I couldn't decide whether I wanted to keep this baby or not. It was a big responsibility and not one to be taken lightly. Even if I did want to keep it, I didn't have a very secure lifestyle. That night I fell into a restless sleep, ironically dreaming about my life as a mom. You know everyone has their ideal dream life, mine was with the man of my dreams, living in a small town house with a white picket fence, I had two children, a boy and girl, both running happily around the front lawn with the family dogs. I had always known it wouldn't be like that really, that's what dreams were for, but being pregnant at my age, without being in a relationship with the father was far from ideal. I woke up about 1am, feeling no better than I had before I fell asleep. I rang for the nurse who entered with a worried expression on her face.

"What's the matter"? She asked.

"Is there a phone I can use"? I asked, I know not exactly the best time to be calling someone.

"Can it not wait until morning"?

"No, I really need to speak to someone". I told her, watching as she dejectedly walked away, returning a few moments later with a pay phone on wheels. "Thanks". I smiled weakly at her. I dialled the number I had so often called over the past few years, luckily Julie had left me a few coins in case I needed to call her or something.

"Hello, Moreau residence". The one voice that drove away all fears spoke gently down the phone to me.

"Mom". I said the only word that I could choke out.

"Hi Baby, how's it going"? She sounded so cheerful, yet I felt so morose.

"Can I come home for spring break". I daren't answer her previous question, afraid that if I blurted everything out over the phone, it would only make her worry all the more.

"Of course you can, you know you can always come home, why what's wrong"? Her voice curious and suspicious.

"Look, I have to go, I haven't got anymore money left, I'll see you soon. Love you". I told her beginning to put the phone down, though I could still hear her asking why I was using a pay phone.

With spring break only a week away, I knew it would be a good opportunity to get away and sort through everything in my own head, talk to my mom and get a mothers perspective on things, before confronting the father. I can't remember the nurse coming in and removing the phone, as I had fallen into as peaceful a sleep as you could considering the thoughts that were playing on my mind. The following day, the doctor was happy enough with my fluid levels, or whatever she called them, and pronounced me fit to return home. Of course, from that second on, I had Julie fussing over me, I wasn't even allowed to walk out to the car, I had to be wheeled, which made me feel a complete invalid. When she and Guy had gotten me back home, she asked Guy to leave us alone for a while of which he willingly agreed.

"I've told Guy, I'm not going to move in with him". She told me eventually, after much dodging of the subject.

Julie"... I began.

"No listen, you're going to need me, I'm not going to abandon you at a time like this".

"A time like what"? I replied. "Julie, me being pregnant isn't your problem".

"I know it isn't, but I want to be here for you". She was a true friend and I had to give it to her, her argument was valid but not valid enough.

"Well you can be here for me, just 2 blocks away". I smiled. "Say I decide to keep this baby, a year or two from now, you'll be getting ready to move out again, then something else will go wrong, there NEVER will be a right time. We can still be there for each other, living in different apartments won't stop that". I could see through her strong exterior.

"It'll be weird without you though". She tried smiling but I could see the slight fear in her eyes.

"But it'll be a nice kinda weird. Think of all the good things, no-one to fight over the shower with, romantic evenings in, Guy all to yourself, not having to think about a room mate barging in at any given second. And, and that's a big and, if it doesn't work out, you can always come back here". I pulled her into a tight hug.

"Thanks". She hugged me tightly back. "Right now onto your problem. Are you going to keep it"?

"I don't know, I haven't decided yet. I'm going home next week though, I need to get away from here, think things through". She nodded her head along with me.

"You wanna tell me who the dad is"?

"Not particularly, I think he should be the first to know, even if I decide not to keep it".

A week later, the guys still didn't know about me being pregnant, and I couldn't bring myself to tell them that I was going home for the break. After my last lesson that Friday afternoon, I snuck home and quickly packed the one bag I'd need and left, leaving a simple note to Julie. I hated leaving like this, but it was the only way I could get away without the 20 questions. I knew Julie would loosely explain, but she knew not to tell them the 'big secret'.

Not only had I had to cope with thinking about nothing else other than this baby, I'd had to tell my hockey coach that I had to drop out, telling her the truth wasn't easy, but she too promised not to say anything, and also offered me my old spot back if I decided not to keep it, or after the baby was born, which was pretty decent of her, especially since I knew I'd left her in the lurch, with a game that night.

JULIE'S P.O.V

I was hoping to catch Connie before she left for home. She'd been going through a lot lately, and in what I thought was a rash decision, had decided to go home for spring break. It seemed to me as though she was running away from her problems, but I suppose to her, it felt as though she was giving herself some space and time to figure out what she really wanted. I only half listened as Guy prattled on about how brilliant it was going to be, living together. We entered the apartment, and it was then that I knew she had already left. Normally she was already home, but there was no sign of her. I couldn't believe she'd left without saying so much as a 'see you later'.

"And here comes Germaine flying toward Julie the Cat, he shoots and SCORES". Guy shouted loudly from his position next to the refrigerator, bringing me out of my thoughts. I looked at him. "Thought that would bring you back to Earth". He laughed.

"Very funny Guy". I said sarcastically.

"I thought so". He laughed as he handed me a small piece of paper.

"What's this"? I asked suspiciously.

"How should I know, it was stuck to the fridge". He said, immediately walking across the room to answer the phone.

'Jule's, I'm sorry I left without seeing you, I just wanted to leave quietly. I'll call you later. Love Connie'. Well at least she had the decency to leave a note. I could understand her wanting to leave quietly, I knew most of the guys would have put up a bit of a fight for her to stay with us over spring break, and she really didn't want to. I suppose from my point of view, it would make moving most of my stuff that little bit easier, not having to think that Connie was having to help.

"No, I'm sorry, she's not here at the moment. Would you like to leave a message"? I caught the end of Guy's conversation with the caller. "Right, will do. Ok. Bye". He said putting the phone down. He sat on the back of the sofa crossing his arms across his chest.

"Who was that"? I asked dismissing the look he was giving me.

"You have anything you wanna tell me"?

"Like"?

"Why a paediatrician is calling to remind Connie that she needs a scan"?

"Oh, that".

"Yeah, that".

"Oh come on Guy, I'm sure you can figure that one out for yourself".

"Why didn't you tell me"?

"It wasn't for me to tell, and neither can you. She doesn't want anyone to know yet".

"Why"?

"Because, she doesn't know if she's going to keep it yet. Guy you gotta promise not to tell anyone, not even the ducks".

"Ok".

"PROMISE". I ordered.

"Ok, I promise. Where is she anyway"?

"She's gone home for spring break".

"What, and she didn't say anything"?

"Who didn't say anything about what"? Charlie asked as he and the others simply entered the apartment.

"Connie". Guy said.

"What about her"? Ken continued.

"She's gone home". I said before Guy had the chance to drop her in it.

"Huh, why'd she go home, I mean she didn't even say anything". Fulton added.

"She just wanted to go home, she still isn't 100% better, and as for saying anything, she just didn't want a big deal being made about it".

"But don't you have a game tonight"? Russ inputted.

"Yeah, I guess she cleared it with Coach. She wouldn't be playing anyway". Hopefully that would be the end of explaining everything.

"Why"? Charlie asked, more than a little curious as to why she wouldn't have been playing.

"Because she's been ill". I reminded him.

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