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Author: Elizabeth

Category: Justin/Miranda, Babe/Jamie

Rating- PG-13

Summary: Sequel to She's My Baby Where's My Baby. Justin Martin and Miranda Montgomery are best friends. When Justin saves Miranda from a terrifying fate, their relationship grows stronger. Takes place 18 years into the future.

Justin was chatting with Melanie when he felt nature calling. "I have to go use the boy's room. I'll be right back."

He went upstairs and saw the bathroom door closed. He turned to leave when he heard a horrifying scream. He recognized that voice.

"Miranda!" He ran to the door and found it unlocked. He threw open the door and saw Brian on top of Miranda about to take off his pants. Justin felt rage course through his body. He grabbed Brian by the shoulders and threw him into the wall. "Get off of her!" He banged him against the wall a few times.

"Justin! Justin!"

Justin stopped and threw Brian to the ground. He looked at Miranda who was now sitting up and holding her shirt closed.

"Oh my God. Miranda."

"Take me home, please."

Justin nodded and helped her up. He took off his jacket and wrapped it around her. He led her downstairs and out the door not bothering to say any goodbyes. They got into his car and he drove to her house.

They went inside and Miranda sat on the couch in shock.

"Miranda?"

Miranda closed her eyes.

"Miranda, you're hurt." He moved her hair and saw a scratch. "Let me call David."

"No! I...I just want you."

Justin nodded and sat beside her. "I won't leave you." He opened his arms and Miranda leaned into him. "We need to call the police."

"No! No Justin. They couldn't help my mom and they certainly didn't help you or me. I don't want anyone to know."

"He could have raped you."

"I know that. You really think my mother needs to hear that? My grandmother? My aunt?"

"Miranda, come here." He held her close. He stroked her hair and she cried softly.

A couple of hours later, Miranda was sleeping on the couch when Bianca got home. Miranda woke up and sat up.

"Oh hey honey. I'm sorry did I wake you?"

"No mommy. You didn't."

Bianca looked at her. She hadn't called her mommy in a long time. "Miranda? Is everything okay?"

Miranda nodded.

"Did Justin get home okay?"

"Yeah he called me when he got home. Mommy?"

"Baby what is it?"

"Hold me?"

Bianca smiled. "You don't need to ask twice." She walked over and held her daughter close.

Justin bit his fingernail and pulled at the hangnail. He rubbed his sore knuckles. Babe walked over and pursed her lips.

"I see we got into a fight."

Justin looked at her. "You should see the other guy."

"Justin, what happened?"

Justin sighed. "History nearly repeating itself."

Babe raised an eyebrow and sat down at the kitchen table with her son. "J, what happened? You can tell me. I can keep a secret."

Justin looked at her. Babe knew that look and looked down at the table.

"Was anyone hurt, honey?"

Justin shrugged. "Almost. Mom?"

"Yes?"

"When did you find out Bianca was raped?"

"It was big news, Justin. And JR told me. Why do you ask? Justin, was someone raped?"

Justin shook his head. "I stopped it."

"Who was it, baby?" Babe asked softly.

Justin nearly broke down. "She won't let me tell anyone."

Babe rubbed his arm. "You have to. And if it has something to do with a certain young woman I took care of for three months, I can't keep another secret from her mother."

Justin looked at her. "You've been around dad too much."

"Come here." Babe hugged him tightly.

"She's going to be mad I told you."

"How do you think Bianca is going to feel?"

"I can't." Justin said softly.

Babe stroked his hair. "Miranda will figure out what to do. She is just the luckiest girl in the world to have you."

"I just hope she's okay."

"She will be. Tell me what happened."

Justin bit his lip.

Miranda got to school and checked out the bulletin board.

"Hey."

She turned and smiled. "Hey Justin."

"How are you feeling?"

"Better. Mom made me my favorite dinner. Made me feel better."

"Good. But really."

Miranda shrugged. "I don't know. I suddenly know how she felt. Scared, confused...hurt."

"You didn't tell her?" Justin asked softly.

"Why would I?"

Justin gulped. "I kinda...told my mom."

Miranda frowned. "Justin. I asked you not to tell anyone!"

"She figured it out on her own."

"But you hinted." Miranda sighed. "God Justin you know she can't keep a secret from my mother."

"I know. But someone had to know."

Miranda pushed her hair behind her ear. "What did she say?"

"That she hopes you're okay. And she wants to talk to you after school."

"Okay." Miranda heard a voice and jumped. It was Brian.

Justin put a protective arm around her.

"Hey guys. I have had this horrible headache all weekend. Was I thrown against a wall or something?"

Miranda looked at him weirdly.

"You don't remember?" Justin asked.

"No."

Miranda shook her head and walked away. Justin shook his head.

"When you do, stay away from me and Miranda." Justin went after his friend.

Miranda sat outside and Justin stood a few feet from her.

"If you want to go home, you can."

Miranda shook her head. "No too suspicious. I'm fine Justin, I just needed some air."

"Okay. Want me to join you?"

"Not really."

"Okay. I'll call you later."

"Okay."

Justin left and Miranda put her head in her hands.