A/N: I promise to try and update more!
1 month later, Paige is getting dressed. She's talking to herself and staring in the mirror
"I can't wear this. I'm so obvious. I'll have to find a baggy sweatshirt." Paige walked to Dylan's room and asks to borrow a sweatshirt, and he gives her one. "Even in this you can tell I've gained weight." Paige knew that she was showing way too much for someone 11 weeks pregnant, but was trying to ignore it, addressing her new weight only when it was visible. The hardest time for her was gym class. Changing in and out of her clothes without being noticed was almost impossible without locking herself up in a bathroom stall, and Paige had suddenly changed her gym wardrobe for a reason known by none but herself and Hazel.
Looking in the mirror reminded her of Hazel's photo album for some reason. She went and found it in her dresser, and looked at it. For some reason Paige at 11 weeks was much larger than Hazel at 11 weeks. Paige at 11 weeks seemed more like Hazel at 18 or 19 weeks. For some reason, although nothing in this situation was in her control, Paige felt guilty. Paige at not even the end of her first trimester was as big as Hazel halfway through her second.
'11 weeks,' Paige thought to herself miserably. 'Still 29 left…'
"I'm home!" A door opened downstairs, and Paige's heart sank. It was her father, home from a long trip. He still didn't know anything, not even about Dean. Paige hid in her room, hoping her mom would deal with everything.
"Look, Dan, before you come up to see Paige, you need to know something." Paige hid in her room, grateful to hear her mom's voice.
She then heard her parents mumbling beneath her in the kitchen, and her dad's furious roar. "WHAT HAPPENED?"
'That must have been his reaction to Dean,' Paige thought, because she heard her mom attempting to soothe him and then another roar from him.
"She's WHAT?" Then Paige heard stomping feet on the stairs and took a deep breath. Her door burst open and her Dad rushed in and attempted to lift her up, but couldn't. "Paige," he said softly, "What went wrong?"
Paige looked up into her dad's eyes and saw tears glinting there. "Dad, I'm sorry, it's just…" Paige then burst into tears too, and buried her head in her father's chest.
"Paige," he replied, "We're going to the clinic right now! You're getting an abortion."
He then pulled the covers off her head and saw her enormous stomach, and stopped in shock. "Your mom said that you were only 3 months!" He said with widening eyes. "I think she meant more like 6…"
"No, Dad," Paige replied tearfully, "She was right, I'm only 3 months. I have a doctors appointment this afternoon, and I'm getting an ultrasound." Paige then burst into loud, heaving sobs.
After calming herself down, Paige looked over at the clock and jumped out of surprise. "We have to leave in 5 minutes! I'd better get changed!"
Her dad realized she was still in her pajamas, and left the room quickly. Paige undressed, and dug through her closet, searching for clothes hiding her newly developed belly. "I'm so fat!" Paige cried quietly of exasperation. "I can't believe all this happened because of one dumb night with one dumb bastard!"
"Paige," called her mom from downstairs, "we've got to leave now, or we're going to be late!"
"Coming!" Paige grumbled, throwing on track pants and a T-shirt, even though the outfit, if anything, emphasized her new size. She ran down the stairs and into the car, where she found her mom waiting."
"Wow," her mother commented when she got in the car, "We need to go shopping. You look like you're trying to pop yourself into the air in those pants."
"These are the biggest pants I've got," Paige grumbled back. "I'm sorry I'm so fat, okay? But it's not my fault, so get off my back!" Paige screamed, practically shattering the glass of the car windows.
"Oh, Paige, I'm sorry, I know it's not your fault, it's just so hard, seeing my baby girl with her own babies."
The rest of the drive was silent, and they left the car wordlessly. Paige and her mom walked over to the elevator, and went up to the 4th floor. Paige checked herself in, and just as she was about to sit down, her name was called. 'Here goes everything…' Paige thought, hoping she'd survive the next 6 months.
The two walked into the examination room, where a nurse promptly put Paige on a scale. "Hmm," she said quietly, "125..that's seven pounds up from last month. Paige," she said louder, waking Paige from her dreamlike state. "I'm going to hook you up to an ultrasound machine, okay? This gel is cool, and it might sting a little, but it's for your own good."
After a bit of fiddling around and the doctor's entrance, they all turned to look at the screen. Paige also noticed that on her other side, still attached to her over-expanded belly, was a heartbeat monitor. It was registering three heartbeats, and they all sat in stunned silence. "Looks like we've got a lot on our hands," the doctor suddenly broke the silence.
