Disclaimer: I own no one from 7th Heaven or Madonna's song "Papa Don't Preach".

Chapter 3: Secrets

October 19th, 2003

Buffalo

Alyssa approached the Kinkirk house and slowly rang the doorbell. Karen answered the door.

"Alyssa, hello, Lizzie is upstairs," Karen said.

"Thank you, Mrs. Kinkirk," Alyssa replied, heading up the stairs.

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Five Minutes Later---Lizzie's Room

"Liz, are you sure you should be doing this to Kevin? I know he wasn't all that great to you in the past, but isn't there another way?" Alyssa asked Lizzie, looking unsure of her plan to 'bring Kevin down'.

"Alyssa, it's the only way I'm ever going to make Kevin feel bad for what he did to me," Lizzie replied, taking the bag out of Alyssa's hand.

"Lizzie, don't do this..." Lizzie cut off Alyssa.

"I have to Lyss, it's the only way to make Kevin pay," Lizzie grinned evilly as she said this.

Watch out Kevin, Lizzie thought with a laugh, I'm going to get you! As Lizzie laughed at the thought of her plan, Alyssa sighed deeply.

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October 9th, 2003

Glen Oak---Roxanne's House; Her Bedroom

Roxanne's P.O.V

Here I am, sitting up in my room. I looked out my window; it's a beautiful day outside. But I feel too stupid to face the outside world. I still can't believe it...

I'm pregnant.

I'M Pregnant.

I'M PREGNANT!!!!!!!!!!!! Aaahh!!!!! Why don't I just let the whole damn world know!?

I'm sure that bitch Courtney Lane would get a good laugh out of this. Well. I have a response to that. Screw you Courtney! God, do I hate her.

How am I going to tell Chandler? We just got back together yesterday; we're not ready to handle something like this. Our relationship just isn't stable enough right now...is it? Oh, I don't know! I'm sooooo confused right now! I just want to crawl back into my bed and sleep forever. I don't think there is a possible way to tell Chandler that, in less than a year, he'll be a father. It's impossible. I repeat, IMPOSSIBLE!

I do love Chandler, and I would love to have this baby with him more than anything, but I'm just not ready to be a mother. Nor is Chandler ready to be somebody's dad. He doesn't even know he's going to be a dad!

Should I even tell him? I could always get an abortion...

No! What am I saying? I can't get an abortion! I mean; I have nothing against abortion or anyone who has had or plans to have one. But I myself just don't have the heart to create life and then go and, how do I put this, kill it.

I have to tell Chandler. It wouldn't be fair for me just to go off and get an abortion without him knowing. I mean...he has a right to know about this baby. He is the father of my child, after all. Minister or not a minister, it's still part of him growing inside of me. I didn't become pregnant by myself, Chandler helped in the conception of this baby too. It's just as much a part of him as it is a part of me. I have to tell him. I love him and I want him to be in our baby's life.

But does Chandler love me enough to stay in my life after he finds out that he got me pregnant?

What am I thinking? Chandler loves me. He'll always be by my side, no matter what.

I need to clam myself down. I turned on my radio. A song began to play...

Papa, I know you're going to be upset
Cause I was always your little girl
But you should know by now
I'm not a baby

You always taught me right from wrong
I need your help, daddy, please be strong
I may be young at heart
But I know what I'm saying

The one you warned me all about
The one you said I could do without
We're in an awful mess, and I don't mean maybe – please...

Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep
Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep
But I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby, oh
I'm gonna keep my baby, mmm...

He says that he's going to marry me
We can raise a little family
Maybe we'll be all right
It's a sacrifice

But my friends keep telling me to give it up
Saying I'm too young, I ought to live it up
What I need right now is some good advice, please...

Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep
Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep
But I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby, oh
I'm gonna keep my baby, mmm...

Daddy, daddy if you could only see
Just how good he's been treating me
You'd give us your blessing right now
Cause we are in love, we are in love, so please...

Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep
Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep
But I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby, oh
I'm gonna keep my baby, mmm...

Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep
Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep
But I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby, oh
I'm gonna keep my baby, mmm...

Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep
Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep

Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep
Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep

Oh, I'm gonna keep my baby, ooh
Don't you stop loving me daddy
I know, I'm keeping my baby...

I'd recognize that song from anywhere. It's Madonna's song "Papa Don't Preach". That was one of my mother's favorite songs before she died. The words in that song described perfectly how I feel right now; I'm going to keep my baby, right?

I'm so mixed up right now. I need to talk to someone about this. Not my dad, he'll go after Chandler and kill him probably. Not Chandler, speaking of that name, I'm just not ready to tell him yet. Not Reverend Camden, he doesn't believe in premarital sex and I don't want him to judge Chandler or me. Not Kevin, I can't talk to him about my sex life ever, no matter how close we are. And Lucy...there's someone I could talk to. Lucy is my best friend and she'd listen to me without judging or telling me how stupid I am, no matter what.

I picked up my bedroom phone and dialed Lucy's number. The phone rang once, twice, three times, four times, five times...finally I got her and Kevin's answering machine. So then I dialed the Camden family's phone number, thinking that Lucy might be there, but I got their answering machine too.

I decided to just email Lucy. I mean, I hardly ever use my email address; this would be the perfect chance to. I logged onto my Yahoo! account. I quickly typed in my password, which was 'ilovechandler' (I'm so pathetic). I read the screen.

Welcome RoxieGirl2002!

New Mail (6) – Addresses – Calendar

I clicked on the 'new mail' link, excited to read my email (I hardly ever got any, so six emails were like a dream come true for me).

Email Number One

To: RoxieGirl2002

From: anniecamden

Subject: "Hello Roxanne"

Roxanne, hi! It's Annie Camden, Eric's wife. Lucy gave me your email address and I thought I'm email you to see how it's going. You don't have to email me back if you don't want to, I just felt like saying hi.

I typed Annie a reply.

Email Number Two

To: RoxieGirl2002

From: KevKinkirk

Subject: "Are You Ok?"

Hey Roxanne. It's Kevin. I just wanted to see if you were feeling ok. You didn't come to work yesterday. I was worried. Why weren't you there? Please email me back when you get this, Kevin.

I typed Kevin a reply, telling him that I was fine.

Email Number Three

To: RoxieGirl2002

From: HeartOfGlass

Subject: "What's Up?"

Hey Roxie! It's Michelle, your cousin. I just wanted to say hi. How are things in Cali? Things are great here back home! Oh, look at the time. Gotta get going! Bye!

Love,

M i c h e l l e

I sent my cousin a quick reply, telling her things were great.

Email Number Four

To: RoxieGirl2002

From: xXxHorsexLoverxXx

Subject: "Roxanne..."

Roxanne...

Hey, it's Ruthie Camden here. Lucy gave me your email address and I thought we could be email buddies. I felt like we should get to know each other better after that whole "Christine and Mike" incident back in May. So, how are things in the police force? School is ok I guess, but it's MEGA BORING! Oh well, that's school for ya, right? Write back when you get the chance.

...Ruthie

I typed Ruthie a reply; laughing at what a good memory she had to remember the Christine and Mike incident when I had forgotten it.

Email Number Five

To: RoxieGirl2002

From: ChandlerJHampton

Subject: "I Just Wanted To Tell You..."

Roxanne,

If you couldn't tell by the email address, it's Chandler. And I just wanted to tell you that I love you. I just thought you should know I always will, even though I've probably told you all of this a million times, I really do love you, you mean the world to me.

I hope you get this email...

Love, Chandler

I typed him a quick reply, smiling at how sweet, thoughtful, and romantic he was. God, no wonder I ended up pregnant.

The last email was from Lucy...

Email Number Six

To: RoxieGirl2002

From: Roses Are Red

Subject: "Hey Roxie"

Roxanne,

Hey! How are you? I hope you're doing ok. Kevin told me you never showed at work yesterday. I'm worried about you. Please email back when you get this...

-Lucy

I clicked 'reply' and started typing...

To: Roses Are Red

From: RoxieGirl2002

Subject: "Luce"

Luce, I'm fine. I just took off from work yesterday to do something personal. Speaking of that, I need to talk to you. Could you meet me on the Promenade in an hour?

-Roxanne

I then clicked 'send'. I surfed the internet for a while before my 'email alert' popped up on my screen.

RoxieGirl2002! You have 1 new email from Roses Are Red!

I read the reply...

Roxanne,

Sure I will. I'll meet you at Pete's Pizza in an hour. See you then!

-Lucy

I took a deep breath. I was going to tell her. There was no turning back now; Lucy would soon know my secret...

End Of Chapter 3

A/N: I hope you liked this chapter. My cat George, as weird as it sounds, inspired me to write this. My cat is like my best friend, he motivates me to get my lazy ass onto my computer and update. So when you review, be sure to thank George!

-Alexa