A/N: Yay third chapter!! W00t! –Does a dance—Er…I'll stop now…..

IMPORTANT MESSAGE: From 8/16 to 8/22, I'll be at my dad's house, and he doesn't have Microsoft Word. L WAH!!! No updates! Sorry to those who like this story…. Believe me…. I'm sad too. Hah.

2 MESSAGES TO MY REVIEWERS….

Pokethepenguin01: First of all, your name is awesome! pokes a penguin randomly er….hah. But in regards to your question…I am neither Portuguese. Or Spanish. Hah, but I love the languages. I am actually Danish J.

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Now…to the story…

-----A week after Lucy talked to Kevin-----

"Lucy, can you take the cloths out of the dryer and take care of the twins? I would, but I'm helping Ruthie and Peter with a project," yelled Mrs. Camden from up the stairs.

"Sure, mom," said Lucy. As she picked up the laundry basket, she got an EXTREMLY bad cramp. Man, this hurts like hell! Lucy thought. Where did it come from? Wait a second…. could I be…

"Lucy, can you come up here for a sec?" yelled Mrs. Camden yet again.

"All right," said Lucy. She put down the laundry basket, grabbed the twins hands and brought them upstairs with her. She came up there to find a very frustrated Ruthie and a rather tired Peter.

"I can't believe this, Peter! We changed our musical periods, REMEMBER? We're not doing ROMANTIC anymore. We're doing BAROQUE now, idiot. BAROQUE." Snapped Ruthie.

"Ruthie, please watch your mouth. I don't want to hear that kind of language from you," said Mrs. Camden, while Ruthie rolled her eyes.

"Don't call me an IDIOT!' yelled Peter. "I have quite a lot on my plate right now. So I forgot. Big deal. I can finish it before it's due, TRUST ME." Said Peter, turning away from Ruthie. She rolled her eyes, yet again. Lucy knocked on the edge of the door.

"Uh, mom?" said Lucy.

"Oh, there you are," said Mrs. Camden, grabbing some papers and handing them to Lucy. "Can you drop these off at the church? Your father forgot them this morning."

"Can't you do it? Or can't it wait until tomorrow, or something?" said Lucy. I have many more important things to do at the moment! Thought Lucy.

"Look, I don't think you want to be with the, ahem, 'terrible two' right now," whispered Mrs. Camden, jerking her head towards Ruthie and Peter. "As much as you don't want to go to the church, I think you wouldn't want to be with them either. So I'm sort of doing you a favor."

Lucy looked over to Ruthie and Peter, and thought they don't look like the greatest kids around right now. Lucy agreed to take the papers to the church.

When she got there, she found her father in a counseling session with a middle-aged woman. She was a lanky, plump lady with chestnut brown hair and dark green eyes. She waited outside the doors of her fathers office to just listen for a little.

"So, what did you say your name was?" said Mr. Camden.

"My name's Mallory," she said.

"Right, Mallory….So what brings you here today?"

"I have a bit of a dilemma. I'm pregnant, and have no idea what to do."

A/N: Dun Dun DAH!!! Haha. If I have any spelling errors, please tell me; I have a bit of a problem when it comes to spelling words! Haha. Review if you love me, which I know you all do… ;-)