Before long we ended up back at my house and I took Dally to see Grammy. I'm not too sure if it was a good idea anymore, but it was fun!

Mom sent us up to her room where she was reading, waiting for me to come up and take her out onto the porch. I told Dally to grab the wheelchair in the corner and we headed off.

I didn't really understand why grandma was smiling the whole time, but it was all revealed to me shortly.

"Now come here in the light and let me get a good look at you." Grammy commanded when we had reached the porch.

Dally looked at me and I shrugged. He sighed and stepped out in front of her and her smile grew and stretched across her face. "Well now, don't we have a fetching man here? I see why you picked him!" Grammy said and I blushed profusely. How embarrassing.

Dally smiled as Grammy continued. "Blue eyes and blonde hair…that child of yours will be a beauty! Everyone knows blue eyes are the best color to have."

"Grammy, we don't know that she is going to have blue eyes. Come on now." I pleaded and she brushed it off.

"Oh tish tosh. They will." She said and I laughed, Dally along with me. "Now sit down over there boy, and Laney, will you pick up where you left off?" She asked and I was more than happy to oblige.

I picked up the copy of Gone with the Wind sitting on the table right inside the door and came out to sit on the swinging chair that I always sat on, Dally next to me. Before long we had a reader's theater going on, I playing all the girl voices, he playing the boys.

Before long the sun was setting and the rest of the gang had come out to hear our ramblings. I didn't mind much, but again I was embarrassed. Dally, however, seemed to be more enthusiastic about the whole thing, making the character's voices more and more outrageous until I was laughing through my lines.

The nurse brought us to a halt as soon as it got dark because Grammy needed to eat and take her medicine. She whispered a snide comment to me under her breath which I dare not even repeat.

We all went inside where mom had laid out a whole table full of food. To my upmost distaste, dad was sitting down already, eying the boys that came in.

"So which is the bastard that did it?" He asked in a loud manor. I knew he had been drinking at work again.

My mom threw him a warning glance. "If you are not going to be polite at this table, then I will have to ask you to leave." She said in a very unconvincing voice.

I felt Dally's arm at my lower back in a small symbol of support as we moved to take our seats.

Dinner was nice enough, if you like to hear your father trying to make discrete comments about teenage pregnancy and sex and failing horribly because he had one too many drinks. He broke the last straw when he said, "I hope he was a good one. It's like breeding rabbits. (He had done this a lot when he was younger) You can have a doe that is bad all over, but if the bucks a good one, you'll have some good kits!"

Needless to say I picked up on what he said and shoved my chair back so hard it clattered to the ground and I ran out of the room, his drunken laughter following me like a ghost.

I don't know how it was decided who would go to the 'bathroom', but Johnny was the one who ended up following me.

"Laney! Laney, listen to me." He said, following me out the back door. "Ignore your old man."

I only sniffed lightly in response.

"Look Laney, I know how it is. My…my father does this too…calls me names, hits me, and it ain't no secret neither. But your father is wrong. You can't be all that bad if you wanna keep the baby! Besides that…uhm…well…" He stuttered slightly, faltering.

I turned to look at him, a smile trying to creep onto my face. "Thanks Johnny. At least I know I'm not a total failure."

"You know that there is more and I ain't that good at talking…" he said, blushing slightly. "You've really changed Dally, too."

"I…I have?" I asked.

"You haven't noticed how he's been actin his age lately?" HE asked, smiling slightly.

"Well…yeah he has."

"He's been preparing for that kid of yours. He wants to be a dad…" Johnny said.

I laugh. "I can't much picture him being a dad, can you?"

"He's always been a sort of a dad to me…" Johnny mumbled so I could barely hear him.

"Well you're just so cute, I can't see how he could have refused fostering you!" I replied, slinging an arm around his neck and guving him a noogie.

"GEROFF!" He cried and I laughed.

"Let's go back in."

By the time we made it back in to eat, Pony and mom were washing the dishes and the rest of the guys were no where to be found.

"Hello honey. All your friends are out on the front porch and heading to the beach for a fire."

"Alright mom, c'mon Pon." I said, knowing full well he wouldn't mind staying and helping mom, but preferred going to the beach with us.

"Y'all act like you've never seen a beach before!" I said, and they just laughed.

"We haven't!"

And there we go! Thanks for the reviews!! Keep 'em comin!!

oh and this will probably be the ladt chapter for about a month because i am goin away on vacation tomorrow and will only have 3 days home next week when i have to do laundry and AP essays...blechness