DISCLAIMER: I do not own 7th Heaven or anything related to 7th Heaven. All medical information on this story is either half-truth or completely made up. I am not a doctor. Also, if you are a fan of the happy relationships in 7th Heaven, don't read. Thos story contains a "rebel" who doesn't agree with her family and not so nice language and themes are sometimes used. Thank you. Enjoy! PS: this part contains some characters from another story called D4 from PaUlKaRiYaSgUrL9. She (the author) let me use them. Therefore I don't own them or the characters from the Mighty Ducks. Don't worry, they are just minor players, they will have no impact on the story aside from that they are friends. Also, I'm trying out the POV thing maybe on one part because PaUlKaRiAYaSgUrL9 is helping me as Brooke and that way people know what her part is and what's mine. Tell me what you think.

Previously:

"Come here, baby." He said, motioning her with his right hand to him. Slowly, she made her way to him. They stood, facing each other, for a few moments before he leaned in and kissed her on the lips. Her first kiss. It was definitely not what had thought it would be. It was more passionate and experienced than she had expected. Going on instinct, she kissed him back. She moved her arms around his neck and pushed her against him, feeling the heat of his bulge on her stomach. At her instigation, her slowly moved his hands down her front and stopped at the hem of her pants, where her shirt lay. He unbuttoned her pants and slid them off her, breaking the kiss for a moment. Then he pulled the strings of her shirt loose and slipped that off her shoulders, letting it fall soundlessly to the ground. She was left staring at him in her light pink underwear. She felt very uncomfortable, but yet she felt more alive than she had in years. He held out his hand and before she could think, Kay placed her hand in his and let him led her to his bed. It was a king, perfect size for the activity they were about to partake in. She sat at the edge of the bed and he knelt over her, lowering her to his pillows. Soon she was immersed in the best and worst feelings that she knew possible. And it did matter.

Chapter 8: The Day After

The sun shone brightly through the window that next morning. Kay was awake when her mother knocked on her door. "Honey, we have to get going to church. Didn't your alarm clock wake you?"

Kay sat up with the blankets at the top of her legs and quickly rubbed her eyes. "Ugh… I forgot to set it, I guess." She said getting out of bed in a matching purple tank top and underwear pajama set. "How much time?"

"About 10 minutes. You better hurry up." Lucy said closing the door so her youngest daughter could get dressed.

A few minutes later, Kay walked down the stairs and into the parlor where her family was gathering together. Apparently they had eaten breakfast already because when Kay glanced at the table in the kitchen, it was cleared off but she could still smell the remainder of eggs and toast. She could see her mother looking her over, as she always did before they went to church. You wear a Grateful Dead t-shirt one time to church and from then on everyone thinks you're going wear a "Keep God Outta Church" shirt, she thought. Since she was wearing a white tank top with a yellow sweater over it and tan knee length skirt, with a matching yellow headband in her hair, her mother deemed her presentable and they all piled into the mini-van.

At the church, her entire family was there. She looked around. Yes, she thought. Uncle Matt is here. She knew what she had done the previous night could have consequences and since they never protected themselves, she needed to talk to a doctor, especially one who would know about things like this. Besides, Uncle Matt and Aunt Sarah were the only family members that she could trust and that she actually really liked and that liked her. They also didn't think she was the outcast. Not that any other members, besides her siblings, thought that about her consciously. But deep down, they thought she was different from the rest of them and it showed silently in their manner with her.

After a few quick hellos to her family, she slipped to the back with her mother and got into her choir outfit. Today she had a solo; the first verse of Amazing Grace. She hadn't wanted to even be in the choir, but her parents made her after they heard her voice, 6 years ago. From then on, every Sunday she would get up and sing and the listen to her mother from the choir.

The sermon took roughly an hour. When it had concluded, she got out of her robe and put it back in its place. Then she ran outside, hoping that she could catch her uncle before he left. What she always found funny was how, even though he had converted to Judaism, he went to church almost every Sunday and how Aunt Sarah went with. Jeremy did not but that was because he did not see its relevance.

She looked around for a few minutes, unable to find him. Then she spotted him standing under a tree talking to her other Uncle Simon. Sorta ironic, isn't it? Her brain asked her and she quietly told it to shut up as she casually made her way to them. "Hey!" she said joining her uncles.

"Hey, kiddo." Simon said, stretching out an arm to give her a side hug. She stepped into it and hugged him back, even though she hated hugs from most people, including family. They felt awkward uncomfortable to her, as they had ever since she was a child.

She moved over to Matt, who gave her a light punch in the arm. He always knew what she wanted and how she felt. He actually was the only one to ever not hug her. He knew how it made her feel, so he did other things. Like the light punch in the arm, which showed affection but not overprotection. "What's going on, Kay?"

"Ehh, nothing much. Hey, uhh… what are you doing today?" Kay asked, using her best acting abilities to make her seem like she was just curious.

"Me? Nothing really. Sarah is going to take Jeremy to his hockey game but he didn't want me to go because his coaches wife is one of my patients and he thinks that' weird." Matt said.

"Well, you wanna go to lunch? Catch up a bit?" Kay asked, hoping that not only he'd say yes but also that he wouldn't ask Simon to go.

Matt saw something in her eyes. Her tone, posture, and attitude suggested that she just wanted to talk about recent events, but her eyes said something entirely different. With all the experience he'd had with women and pregnancies and whatnot, he was all too sure that he was familiar with that look. "Yeah. That'd be great. Hey, Simon, you don't mind if Kay and I go out to lunch? I know you had that thing to do today."

"Yeah, actually, I am busy. Mom wanted me to come over for a bit and help her with some stuff. So, I should go do that. See ya, Matt." He said shaking his brother's hand. "Bye, Kay." He said, hugging her again.

After he was in his car, Kay turned to her favourite uncle and shuddered. "I wish he'd stop doing that. It freaks me out."

"Kay. You know he does that because he loves you." Matt said. "We all do. It's cause you're so nice and lovable and loyal and cuddly… oh wait… that's Alia." He joked.

"Ha, ha, ha. You should be on Comedy Central." She said back with a smile. Kay went back to her parents and told them that she'd be with Matt and then the two went to his car and headed over to the Pool Hall, to eat some pizza and play some pool.

They talked while they ate an entire medium cheese and mushroom pizza about random things; the current politics in Washington, the reasons why cloning should (Kay) or should not (Matt) be used, the vitality of the colour purple (the actual colour, not the movie). After they finished off the pizza and played a few games of pool.

"Ha-ha," Kay said after their second game. "I'm kicking your ass."

"Shh..." Matt said, running to her. "Do you want people to know that Camden's can and sometimes do use bad language?"

"Yeah. Then everyone won't think we're such goodie goodie freaks." Kay responded setting up another game. They ended up playing three games (Kay-2, Matt-1) before Kay asked him if they could go to the car and talk in private.

When they were in the car, Matt immediately asked, "Who got you pregnant?"

Shocked, more at that he could tell that was the reason than that he asked, Kay sat in the passenger seat with her mouth open. She scoffed and tried to laugh it off as impossible, but she knew she had to say something. That was the reason she wanted to talk to him. "I don't think I'm pregnant, but…"

"You had unprotected sex." He finished. Surprisingly, when Kay looked him in the eyes, he did not have a look of utter disappointment but rather that of quiet understanding. "What happened?"

She told him of entire situation, from the play to the fight with Brooke and how hurt and angry she was and always had been. He nodded, understanding the ways of his family and how they could be intimidating. The Camden's didn't mean to be that way, but they had a strict set of guidelines that they expected their family and everyone else to follow. When someone did not follow them, they got passively hostile. They couldn't understand and didn't understand anything about the world around them in that way.

"Well, I think that you should get some STD testing and in a week or so get a pregnancy test. You can come to my office and pretend you're just coming to see me and then I'll do it. What are you going to do about this guy, anyway?" He asked after she finished explaining.

"Well, he thinks I'm someone else and he doesn't know anything about me. His place is in another town so I guess I just might not see him. I mean, he thinks that it was just a one nightstand and besides, he didn't do anything wrong, really. He had sex with a girl that lived on her own, at least that's what he thinks." Kay said after a minutes pause. She never thought about what was going to happen after the sex, just the sex. It did occur to her that she was making the biggest mistake of her life, but she didn't care. Truthfully, even if she was pregnant or had an STD, she knew she didn't regret her decision.

"Well, although I think the guy should go to jail, which could be from the fact that I'm your uncle, but if you don't think he's a threat to anyone, then you should follow what you think." Matt said.

"Umm… ha-ha… umm…" Kay said nervously, looking at the mirror.

"I know, don't tell your parents. I wish you would but I think that they not only wouldn't understand, they would kill you. And the guy would die too, or at least be in a lot of trouble. That's the drawback with having a father who is a detective." Matt reassured her.

"Yeah, tell me about it." She said, knowing the way her father was. It was partially the reason the Kinkirk girls hardly ever got a date; Kevin always swore that he'd throw them in jail if they even looked at his daughters the wrong way. "Thanks, Uncle Matt. You're the only one I can trust."

"Hey, don't say that, even if it's true." Matt said taking her hand and giving it a quick squeeze before turning the car on and heading back to his parents' house. They had asked them all to go back there so they could have a nice family dinner. He turned the radio on to a station he knew she liked and the rest of the way, they drove in silence except for the radio.

Kay put her hand on her stomach. She didn't feel anything there. She didn't feel pregnant. Family, she thought. Would I have family then? And honestly, she couldn't answer that question.

Oo, is she pregnant… I don't know. Okay, I'll have a poll. Do you want her pregnant? Review and say what you want. Thanks.