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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.

Babe answered the door and smiled softly seeing Miranda. "Hey."

"Hey."

"Come here." Babe hugged her gently. "Let me take a look at you." She moved back and stroked her hair finding the scratch on her forehead. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine. It's just a cut I'll live."

"Come in. Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"

"No, I'm fine. Babe?"

"Yes?" she looked at her expectantly.

Miranda shrugged and sat on the couch. "What am I going to do?"

"Well you're not going to ask me to keep this from Bianca. I nearly got canned when she found out about that one secret."

"Yeah but she forgave you in five minutes."

"Yeah but you're back where you belong. You're first step was towards her, you're first word was looking at her, and the first cut on your knee was cleaned up by her. You need her as much as she needs you right now."

Miranda licked her lips. "What do I say?"

"The truth. She'll be upset but she knows Justin was there. He helped you."

"Yeah. Sometimes I think he's too good to be true."

"I once did."

Miranda smiled. "Thanks Aunt Babe. You're the best."

"No I'm not but thanks for lying." She hugged Miranda again. "Tell your mom she can call me anytime."

"I will."

Miranda got up and left.

Bianca sat on the couch with her hands together under her chin. Miranda was standing in the kitchen staring at the counter. Bianca sighed and got up. She slowly walked over to her daughter and pulled her into her arms. Miranda nearly felt like crying.

"I love you so much. Do you know that?"

Miranda nodded. Bianca pulled away but still held onto her.

"Are you sure you don't need a doctor? I can call David right now."

"No. No I'm fine. I'm fine with you."

Bianca smiled. "Sweetheart, I believe you but...I want you to get checked out."

Miranda nodded. "Okay."

Bianca kissed her forehead and went to the phone.

David arrived and went over to Miranda and checked the scratch on her head.

"Are you okay? No dizziness?"

"No."

"Nausea?"

"No."

"Okay." He checked her eyes. "You don't have a concussion. But if you did you'd be in the hospital, young lady."

Miranda looked down. Bianca put a hand on Miranda's shoulder.

"But she's okay, right David?"

"She's perfect. Miranda, are you sure you don't want to press charges?"

Miranda shrugged. "He doesn't even remember doing it."

Bianca rolled her eyes. "There was a reason, whether he was drunk or not. I don't want him anywhere near you."

Miranda looked at her. "You really mean that?"

Bianca nodded. "I think Kendall would agree with me."

"Did you tell her?"

"I would but not only would she kill Brian she'd yell at Justin for not looking out for you."

"Yeah good point."

David looked at them. "Miranda, are you sure about this?"

"There's no evidence. What good would I do?"

Bianca put a hand to her forehead. David just shook his head.

Babe opened the door and saw Bianca and Miranda standing there.

"My two favorite girls. Miranda, Jessie's in her room getting ready for a date and is having a wardrobe crisis."

"My favorite subject." Miranda hugged Babe and then rushed off to Jessie's room.

Babe looked at Bianca. Bianca had the look in her eyes like she could cry any minute. Babe pulled her in for a hug.

"There, there. It's okay now." Babe led her inside and they sat on the couch. Bianca sighed and grabbed a tissue to dab at her eyes.

"It wasn't supposed to be like this. She was supposed to have the life I planned for her."

Babe stroked her hair. "And she has that. She has a best friend who adores her, an aunt who would die for her, and a mother who would put herself last for her. She's okay. Nothing happened."

"Yeah but what if Justin didn't need to use the bathroom?"

"Don't start those. I hate it when we do that, remember? What if I called 911? What if I realized I had a boy much earlier? What if this, what if that."

Bianca shook her head. "I just...I don't know anymore. Is she really okay?"

"From the looks of it? No but she has you for a mother. She'll get through this."

Bianca smiled and looked at Babe. "I must be nuts. I mean she's fine. She wasn't..." Bianca couldn't say it.

"I know."

The door opened and Justin walked in. "Oh hey Bianca. Is everything okay?"

Bianca wiped her eyes and stood up. "I told you to protect her."

Justin bit his lip.

"Where were you?"

"Downstairs. Talking to some girl."

Bianca nodded. "Justin I...thank you. For saving her from what I live with every day."

Justin walked over and hugged her tightly. "I'd do anything for Miranda."

Bianca smiled. "You're an awesome kid, Justin. Stay that way."

"Always."

Miranda and Jessie walked out.

"She has been transformed."

"Bravo." Bianca, Babe and Justin applauded seeing Jessie in her red cashmere sweater and black jeans. Her dark blonde hair was in a ponytail and had been flipped over a few times before being pinned down.

"Thanks. I'm so nervous. I hope this goes well."

"It will. Have fun sweetheart." Babe hugged her. "Now um when's your date coming? I want to make sure your father's not home."

They all laughed.

"Mom! It's Justin I have to worry about."

"Hey!" Justin said indignantly.

Jessie looked at everyone. "Is everything okay? You all seem tense."

"We're fine. Just...chatting."

"Okay. I'm going to go finish getting ready. Thanks again Miranda."

Miranda smiled and watched her go back to her room before looking at Justin and Bianca. She noticed her mother looked upset.

"Mom?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine. Justin and I just need to have a chat." Bianca pulled Justin towards the kitchen.

Babe smiled and patted the couch next to her. "Sit."

Miranda sat down. "Tell me the truth. Is my mom okay? Or did I bring back horrible memories?"

"She's going to be fine. She just wants you to be okay. Have the life we talked about before you and Justin were born."

"Did we fit in with your plans?"

"Well the first few months...." Miranda rolled her eyes. "But yes you both did. And you were perfect."

Miranda smiled.

"So...he doesn't remember?"

"It doesn't excuse what he did." Justin said.

"Justin?"

"I just can't stop thinking about seeing her like that."

Bianca tensed up but she kept her cool.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't be telling you this. God what am I thinking?"

"It's all right, J. It's all right. Now I am going to take my daughter home and we'll see you later. Okay? And do me a favor?"

"Anything for my favorite Godmother." Justin smiled.

Bianca blushed. "Go to sleep and think of nothing but happy thoughts."

"I think we can handle that."

Bianca hugged him. "I love you kiddo."

"I love you too, Aunt Bianca."

"Come on. Before your mother thinks I did something to you."

Justin chuckled and they went back in the living room.

"Miranda it's time to go."

"Aww okay." Miranda got up as Jessie came out of her room.

"Hey."

"Hey. Have fun tonight. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."

"Of course. You going to be okay?"

"Yeah I'll be fine." They hugged each other and then Miranda went to Babe. "As always you're the best." She hugged her.

"Oh I don't deserve that. You take care now. I don't want to hear anything but good things."

"I promise." Miranda smiled and hugged Justin. "See you later."

"See ya." He stroked her hair and Miranda almost didn't want to let go of him. Justin finally pulled away, albeit reluctantly. "Call me." Babe and Bianca shared a look.

"I will."

She headed to the door as Bianca hugged Babe.

"Did you see that?" Babe whispered.

"I was squealing on the inside. Bye."

"Bye."

Bianca and Miranda left. Jessie saw Babe give Justin a secret look and pursed her lips.

"Am I missing something?"

"Nope."

Jamie walked in. "Hey I just saw Bianca and Miranda leave. Is everything okay?"

"Perfect." Babe kissed him. "Everything's the way it should be."

"Okay. Now Jessie when's your date getting here?"

"Ugh! Men!" she stormed into her room.

Babe and Jamie looked at each other. "She's your daughter!"

Justin raised an eyebrow. "I am in the wrong house." He went upstairs nearly missing the pillow his mother threw towards him.