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Rating: PG13 for some use of language and sexual content

Disclaimer: Whoops, I forgot to do this. Well, as we all know, I do not own any Outsiders character (not even Sylvia) but I do own Brooke and Kevin. :)

Author: Volleyballlover (duh)

Heart Killers

Telling Dally

I stood anxiously in the kitchen as I cooked dinner, my hand sat protectively on my stomach that was beginning to plump. Texas, who was now seven, played outside on the swing set trying desperately to swing high enough to jump off into the neighbor's yard. Every few minutes I'd have to run out and warn him.

The clock said that it was only five, but it felt like it was midnight. I had been waiting for Dally since three o'clock…I needed to tell him. Right? I mean I'm surprised that he hasn't noticed so far, after all my stomach has started to plump out a bit and I'm usually getting sick in the morning. But that just shows how much Dally doesn't notice.

"Sylvia!" cried out a familiar voice. It wasn't Dally's though. It was Johnny. Johnny Cade has been coming over since Tex was born, just to help out and make sure things are going okay. Sometimes he'll come and spend the night if Dally isn't home, which makes me feel safer.

"Hi, Johnny," I yelled from the kitchen. Johnny walked back and smiled at me. He looked so young for a twenty three-year-old man. I mean he could honestly pass for a high scholar.

"How's Tex?" he asked as he glanced seeing Tex swing on his swing set. He silently laughed to himself.

"He's a handful," I replied as I handed him four plates to set around the table. Even though Dally didn't usually come home till midnight, I'd still set a spot for him. I'm not really sure why though…maybe the hopes that he'd just walk through the door and sit down to dinner.

"Have ya told him?" Johnny asked as he laid out the forks and knives. He seemed concerned at the fact that I was pregnant once again. He had even taken me to the doctor to see if it was true.

Looking at the floor I shook my head no. Johnny merely nodded. I think for whatever reason he understood what I was going through.

"How's Pony?" I asked, quickly changing the subject.

"He's good. I talked to him the other day and he said that USC is great. He absolutely loves it," Johnny grinned in spite of his friend. He was so proud that someone in the gang was going somewhere.

I sighed. I wanted to go to college and have fun and learn. Pony got to do all of those things while I was stuck here. But I can't sound selfish because its not like Pony just rode his way into college. He actually worked for it.

"Has Soda heard from Sandy?" I asked even though I knew the answer was no. Ever since he had been sent home from Vietnam, he's been searching for her, trying to make things right again. Man, I wish Dally were like that.

"Nope," Johnny replied. He and I both knew that Sandy had most likely moved on with her life and Soda was still just…well the boy that she had left when she was seventeen.

"Texas," I cried out the door, "Dinner, honey."

"Comin' Sylvia," he replied as he ran into the house. For whatever reason Tex had never referred to me as Mom or Ma or Mama. Even when he was learning to talk he referred to me as Sylvia. I didn't really mind since that was my name, but it was somewhat disheartening.

"Is Dad comin'?" he asked hopefully. For whatever reason Texas really loved Dally. He'd wait up on the sofa next to Johnny to see if he could make it to see Dally. He never could. That, too, was disheartening.

I shrugged. A part of me said that I should be honest and say "no honey, Daddy's not comin' to dinner" and the other part said let him think, you do too and you know it.

We sat down to eat dinner. It was a comfortable silence that I was rather used to. Even though my life wasn't what I had wanted it to be, I loved my dinnertime. Tex, Johnny, and me were always together no matter what. It was nice.

After supper I bathed Tex and let him watch television for a few minutes while Johnny and I sat at the table and drank coffee. This was the time when I really let out my true worries.

"What am I going to do?" I asked, "I mean Dally has no idea. All he ever does is waste himself away on beer." I whispered to Johnny.

"I know," he said as he placed hand over top of mine in comfort, "But you just have to hang in there. Things will get better soon and Dally will have to shape up again."

I nodded as the door opened abruptly nearly giving me a heart attack, "Dally?" I asked as he walked inside, "What are ya doin' home?"

Looking at him I could see that he wasn't completely sober, but he was sober enough to talk.

"What?" he asked, "I can't come home early for one night?" he asked angrily. I knew that he had gotten into a fight with someone…otherwise he wouldn't be home.

I replied, "It's fine," as he walked down the hallway and into the bathroom. A few seconds later I heard the shower turn on. I sighed helplessly. Looking over at Tex, I noticed that he was sound asleep. That's why he didn't jump up at the sight of Dally. Texas could sleep through anything.

"I'll put 'em to bed," Johnny said as he picked Tex up and walked back to his room. I followed behind the two and kissed Texas goodnight. Walking Johnny to the door I half smiled.

"I guess this is my life," I said quietly. Johnny placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Sylvia, you still have potential to be anything that you want to be," he said as he kissed my cheek and walked out the door. I smiled a bit and shut the door.

Walking into Dally and mine's room, I noticed that Dally was already in bed about to fall asleep. And for whatever reason I felt myself say the words, "Dally I'm pregnant."

A.N.- sorry for not updating…I was like stuck for a while there. But I'm good again. Lol. Anyways, thanks for all of the reviews…you guys ROCK! And I love each and every one of you. Lol. Thanks! Hope this chapter was good.