(Soda's P.O.V)

The next morning I woke up all stiff because I slept sitting up. Jack was still clutching onto me in her sleep. I yawned and tired to get up without waking her, which I failed miserably at. Her eyes opened, she rubbed them and stretched.

"Mornin'" she muttered.

I yawned in response, that's when I noticed her turning a little green, "oh shit are you gonna puke?" I asked alarmed.

"Mm hm!" she grunted, I never saw her move so fast in my life, before I even had a chance to breathe she was slamming the bathroom door shut. I heard her throwing up. I got up and went to hold her hair back when I saw that Darry had beat me to it.

"I really need to take her to a doctor." I said quietly as I watched her retch and listening to her gag. Darry's nose was scrunched up in disgust, probably from the smell.

"Yeah." He grunted, "I gotta get ready for work." He added, holding his breath. Another gagging sound was heard from Jack. It interrupted the silence between us, Darry looked at her sadly; it wasn't hard to tell that he felt sorry for her.

She leaned back against the wall, her face tired and worn; she looked up at me, "can I go to the doctor now?" she asked quietly, more of a groan than anything.

I looked up at Darry pleadingly, he sighed, "I'll call in late."

Jack took a shower and I hopped in after her. I studied her behavior, her breathing was controlled, almost as controlled as her movements, which was stiff and precise as though she were in the army. Her blue eyes were cold stone but at the same time, full of sorrow. I don't know how she was hanging on like she was. If I was her I would be dead inside. But who's to say she wasn't?

"I'm ready." She said monotonously.

"Nervous?"

"Petrified."

I laughed awkwardly, "So we're going to your-uh-gyno right?" I asked.

"Yeah." She replied. She looked up at me with sheer terror in her eyes.

(Pony's P.O.V)

I decided that I would go with Jackson and Soda for extra moral support. We sat in the truck, driving in complete silence. Nervousness ringing throughout the entire space. I chewed on my nails anxiously.

"You ok Pon?" Jack asked me.

I looked up at her, she had an uncomfortable, but gentle grin on her face and she cocked an eyebrow at me, "yeah just a little nervous." I replied shakily.

She smiled, "yeah, I know the feeling." She said quietly, and then took a deep breath, "I don't know if I can do this." She added uneasily.

I rubbed her arm comfortingly, "it'll be ok, no matter what happens you can always say Johnny's the father and pray he looks like you." I joked, trying to make her laugh.

She did. Mission accomplished, "yeah, I'm sure he'd like that." She said with a smile that just barely reached her eyes. "Or I'm sure Soda wouldn't mind if I said he was the father, hopefully the baby will have some of his good looks." She added. Now she wasn't serious about that because all of the guys were like her big brothers, well, for me little brother. So generally there was nothing romantic between any of us.

I saw Soda's cheeks flush; he was modest about his looks. But he practically had to beat girls off with sticks whenever he left the house. "I think you should stick with Johnny, if you said me the first thing people would probably think was incest." He joked.

She laughed, "don't ever change you guys." She told us, "if you do I'll die."

I shook my head, "nah, you'll just get used to the change like you always have."

She shook her head, "no I mean if you guys ever change who you are…I'll die. There's so many things about you that are perfect already. If you were to change something just wouldn't be right. We've been through so much together, it wouldn't be right if you changed now. I've never told any of you this but…if you weren't here for me I'd probably be dead." She said and wiped away a tear.

I put my arm around her shoulder and rubbed her upper arm, "it'll be ok." I said quietly.

She was shaking pretty badly, "I wish I was as sure as you are." She said quietly. Her voice was filled with tears.

I hated to see her cry; Soda rubbed his eye, "we're almost there." He said, changing the subject.

(Jackson's P.O.V)

I was never so happy to have friends like the ones that I had until I really needed them.

We pulled into the driveway of my gyno, I got out of the car on shaky knees and Soda and Pony followed me, not really sure where they were going.

I walked up to the from desk and cleared my throat to get the nurse's attention, she looked up and smiled, "hello, how are you doing?" she asked.

"I'm Jackson Ramey, I called yesterday for a pregnancy test." I said clearly.

The woman looked at the appointment sheep, "ok, well why don't you just have a seat and I'll call for you when the doctor is ready." She said. I nodded my head and sat down between Pony and Soda. I was terrified.

After about five minutes I was called into a room, Soda and Pony had to stay in the waiting room so I was left all along. I got situated in the room and had to wait for the doctor to show up, which he did in about another five minutes.

"Hello Jackson." She said, "Alright so you're here for a pregnancy test I'm told?" she added.

I nodded, "yeah."

She looked at me disappointedly, "who's the father?"

"The one in the waiting room with brown eyes." I lied.

"So have you been experiencing any nausea, headaches, moodiness or back pain?" she asked, putting her gloves on as I situated my feet in the stirrups."

"All of the above." I groan, closing my eyes.

"How long ago did you have sex?"

"Six days." I told her. "this is also-well, my dad doesn't know so could this stay-"

"I understand, I got pregnant around your age, you don't want him to know unless it's obvious." She interrupted, not even looking up at me.

"Yeah, that pretty much puts it in a nutshell." I said quietly.

"Well, there's something in there." She said, "what I want you to do is pee in this cup and we'll run it through some teats and that should tell us whether or not you're pregnant." She instructed.

I took the specimen cup from her and went into the bathroom after I put my clothes back on. I peed in the cup and took it back to her. I remember thinking how I'd hate to be the guy that analyzed that stuff.

I waited in the room for twenty minutes. Twenty agonizing minutes, waiting for the results to come back. After she finally returned with a sheet of paper, she handed it to me and it might as well have been written in gibberish. I have her a questioning look.

"It came out positive, what're you gonna name it?"

I felt like I was going to faint. So many emotions were running through my body, anger, sadness, fear, hatred, joy and excitement. I nodded and walked numbly out of the room.

"Well?" Soda asked nervously.

I looked at him and Ponyboy, "It's positive, Soda, what am I going to do?" I sobbed, fearing I was going to start crying in the middle of the clinic. "How am I going to tell my dad? What's gonna happen to me?"

Soda stared at me, "you're going to have a baby, maybe you could tell him over a game of charades, and you're going to get really fat." Soda explained, smiling a little bit.

I clung onto his arm, "I'm scared." Then took a deep breath, "let's go, we've got to tell everyone and Darry still has to work." I said finally and we left.

I cried on the way back. I scared Soda and Pony a little bit, they probably thought I was having and emotional breakdown or something.

"Why are you so afraid?" Pony finally asked.

I looked up at him, "because it's gonna hurt like a bitch, my dad is going to kill me and I've read Bill Cosby's book "Fatherhood' ok? It's a fucking scary thing!" I snapped, still crying. "Plus I don't think I'll be a very good mom, I don't want my kid ending up as fucked up as I am."

Soda laughed gently, "you're not fucked up, your kids won't be fucked up, you'll be an awesome mom. Shit, think of it this way, you'll be a M.I.L.F!"

I laughed, "yeah I s'pose that's a good thing." I said, "I've got nine months man." I added.

"Yeah I know."

"I've gotta tell Johnny too."

"Yep."

"I just don't want him to know what happened. I just…don't know." I said,

"It'll be ok I promise." Soda said, shifting gears, "Johnny's a good guy, I'm sure he'll understand."

"Yeah, but-what about my dad?" I said quietly, staring out the window, squinting my eyes from the sun.

"If it helps, I'll go with you to tell him." Soda said, "you shouldn't have to go through this alone, and your dad- well, he's not exactly all there." He added.

I wiped my eyes, "thanks Soda." I said, "I appreciate it." I wiped away another tear and stomped my floor, "fucking hormones!"

"Hey, how do you make a hormone?" Soda asked, a smile sneaking on his face.

I shrugged, "I dunno, how?"

"Don't pay her."

I burst into laughter. Ponyboy looked at me in awe, "you're gonna be scary while you're pregnant aren't you?" he asked.

"Fuck if I know I've never been pregnant before!" I snapped, annoyed all of a sudden.

Soda groaned, "this is going to be fun."

I lit a cigarette and Pony made a movement to take it away from me, "touch the smoke and you'll pull back a bloody stub." I threatened darkly. He pulled his arm back and I smoked my cigarette.