Kitty sat down on the couch, tea in hand, facing Greg. "Gregory, are you sure?" she asked, very worried looking.

"Yes mother," he replied very solemnly.

"Does anybody else know?" she asked frantically.

"I believe Abby and Larry." He answered ringing his hands.

"How come they found out first?" She asked very aggressively.

"Because Dharma went to her mother first." he replied getting annoyed.

"She went to them and not you?!" She exclaimed, appalled.

"Yes mother!" He screeched, staring at his mother pacing behind the couch.

The maid entered the room, interrupting Kitty.

"Mrs. Montgomery, Dharma is here," she announced in her thick accent.

A frantic Dharma then bolted into the room, "Greg! There you are, I've been looking all over for you!" She said hugging her frazzled husband. She then looked up at Kitty, who gave her a frightening look. "You've told her haven't you?" she asked Greg, who nodded.

Kitty put her hand up to her forehead, "Dharma, Dharma, Dharma, how could you do such a thing?" She asked shaking her head.

Dharma gave her an angry look, "Me do such a thing? This happened because Greg didn't have a condom during sex the other night!" She screamed

Greg gave an embarrassed look to his mother, who only glared.

Kitty looked at Dharma, a little disgusted, "Well, YOU should have been smarter than that my dear, you knew you weren't ready for a child."

Dharma groaned and thrust herself onto the couch.

"Well," Kitty said thoughtfully, pausing in mid-pace, "We can always get rid of it, it's not too late." she said putting her finger up to her chin.

Dharma had a horrified expression on her face, and looked towards Greg to back her up.

Greg looked at her apologetically, "Well, we really aren't ready for this, so that is a very possible option," he said, agreeing with his mother.

Dharma suddenly then burst into tears and ran from the room.

.....................

Dharma sat at the Kitchen table at her parents house, Abby was running her fingers through Dharma's hair, "Dharma, you have to remember, Kitty is from a very different background, so whatever she's said that hurt you, I probably isn't REALLY that bad," Abby said, coaxing her daughter.

Dharma blew her nose, "Abby, she told be to get rid of it, i.e. KILL it!" Dharma said with a very shaky tone.

Abby cupped her hands over her mouth and gasped

Larry looked into the distance in disgust, "The government probably made her do it!" He yelled.

"Well," Abby said very distraught, "that is the last straw, Come on Larry, we're going to give Kitty a little piece of our mind."

Larry stomped his foot then turned to Dharma, "you stay here pumpkin, we'll be back soon." Then he yelled, "onward!" and Abby and Larry headed out to the van.

.....................

Kitty sat reading a magazine in her front parlor, and Edward sat across from her in a chair, and smoked a cigar.

The Maid walked in, "Mr. and Mrs. Montgomery..." But before she could finish, Abby and Larry barged into the room.

Kitty jumped up out of the couch, "What is the meaning of this!" She screamed.

"Oh, you know..." Larry said, building up steam.

"Know, I don't know!" Kitty replied.

"I'll be in my office," Edward said starting to get up from his chair.

"Oh no you don't," Kitty yelled toward her husband who just shrugged and sat back down. "Well, what IS this about?" Kitty asked Abby and Larry.

"An abortion?" Abby asked furiously, crossing her arms.

"What's wrong with that?" Kitty asked, playing innocent.

"What's WRONG with that?!" Abby repeated, getting even more furious than before. "I'll tell you what's wrong with that, it's murder, that's what's wrong with that."

"How do you think that kid's gonna feel when it finds out that it's grandmother told it's mother to abort!" Larry yelled, shaking a fist at Kitty.

Kitty, all of a sudden looking upset, said to them, "well I was only trying to help, both Greg, AND, Dharma, have said they were not ready!" she screamed, and then stormed out of the room.

The last thing Abby and Larry heard before leaving was the sound of Edward snoring in his chair.