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. I don't own the plot to Jawbreaker, either, or the title.

"No, mommy, please," she finally said, raising herself up slightly. She placed her hands on her mothers face and started wiping her cheeks, trying to rejuvenate them somehow. Brushing the dirty blonde strands of hair back, she pleaded, "Mommy, please wake up. Please, please. I love you, mommy, I really do. I'm just messed up, that's all. Please don't go, please." Her words were drawn together and filled with sorrow, but it didn't work. Lucy still lay cold on the floor, with her head resting in the corner. Luckily for Kay, her eyes were closed

Someone was walking towards them, but Kay was too racked with emotion to her them and Lucy wouldn't be hearing much of anything anymore. The steps slowed down and then stopped.

With her body on her mothers, Kay felt the life drain from her. It couldn't end this way. All the things she should have said ran through her mind but they were interrupted. She felt something. Something was there.

Because of the movie, most people don't think of having a sixth sense to be true or legitimate. The sixth sense can be described as knowing that something or someone is where you are but you do not know they are there by using your other senses. At that moment, Kay's sixth sense was going haywire. And it should have been.

"It's your turn, whore."

Chapter 21: The Night After The World Ended; Part 1

The knife was gripped tightly in the woman's hand as she purposely walked to her young prey. This girl had stolen her boyfriend, her love, her soul mate. She had to kill him. And she had to kill this young bitch, too. Maybe they'll met in hell, she thought.

"Who are you talking about? Your boyfriend?" Kay said, fear laden in her voice.

"What!" the woman said, her face a blur to Kay. "NEVERMIND! It doesn't matter anymore! He's gone. And you're going to join him. You and the disgusting thing growing inside of you!" With that the woman raised the knife and went for the kill.

Kay, thinking of nothing more to do, screamed and tried to run. She climbed to her feet just as the knife came down in arc and since when did they have an oak table?

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH…." Kay screamed to her room. Once she saw it clearly, she froze. It was just a dream.

"A dream." She said, not quite aware of herself yet, still focusing on the scene that had just played out in her mind.

Someone had killed her dog and her mother and was trying to kill her. She then realized that she had been holding her breath and let out a long stream of air. She was sweating. She could feel it on her forehead, streaming down her back and sticking to the inside of her legs. She was upright in bed. Her bed. In her room.

"Mom and Alia," she said and jumped from the bed. Forgetting her pants this time, she ran out her room and into the hallway. She couldn't hear anyone. Panic once again rose to her heart and she started calling, "MOM! ALIA! MOM!"

She went down the stairs so fast it was a surprise that she didn't fall down them. At the bottom, she went into the kitchen and found her mother walking in from the pantry.

"What's the matter?" Lucy said, worry lining her face. Kay had been through so much already, what else could there be?

"Oh, mom," she said and wrapped her arms around her for the second time that day. Once the hug was over, Lucy led her to the table and made her sit down.

"Okay, I know that something else is wrong. Besides what you told us. There has to be. But for now, tell me why you were screaming for Alia and I." Lucy said, using her calmest tones to try to soothe her daughter. She barely noticed that she had come in only wearing a T-shirt and a pair of underwear. Thank the Lord she didn't wear thongs.

Kay gasped, remembering that she hadn't seen Alia yet. "Where is she? Where's Alia? Alia!" She called and tried to get up to search for her, but Lucy gently pushed her back down and held her there.

"She's at the vet, remember? I dropped her off this morning. She is being groomed." Lucy was surprised Kay didn't remember. She remembered everything about that dog. It was odd, furthering her suspicion that something more was going on than what she knew. "So, answer my question."

"Umm…" Kay said, trying to recall what she was supposed to answer. "Oh, right. I had a nightmare. Ha. I haven't one of those since I was young." Actually, the last nightmare she had was about clowns trying to make her make balloons and she couldn't do it.

"Oh, sweetie," Lucy said and went in for a hug. To her surprise, Kay let her and they sat in their chairs, embracing.

Just then, the front door burst open. Kay screamed.

"What was that?" Kevin said as he entered the kitchen. He had been informed of everything before he came home; Lucy had called him only minutes after she had seen Kay head into her bedroom.

Kay turned to the table and brought her elbows up. Then she placed her face in the upturned palms of her hands. The sweat from her nightmare still lie on her brow, so she slide her hands back into her hair and stopped when she felt the tips of her fingers touch her neck.

"Kay is a little jumpy. She just had a nightmare." Lucy said, patting Kay on her shoulder. "And it must had been pretty bad, too, because she came running in here, screaming for Alia and I. She hasn't yet told me what it was."

Kevin walked towards the table and settled between the two. Crouching himself down, he brought his face to Kay and said, "I think there's a lot she hasn't told us."

Kay looked him in eye. "Oh, Dad," she said. "You have no idea."

Kay and Kevin sat in silence in the living while Lucy made some coffee. Kay had wanted some sort of alcoholic beverage, the news she had warranted it, but she had finally settled on coffee. It only took a few minutes for Lucy to bring out three cups of coffee, but to Kevin and Kay, it seemed like hours, for a cloud of tension hung over them.

Lucy handed Kay her coffee and Kay took a sip. She grimaced. She never liked coffee, but she supposed she'd need something to keep her going. And I thought the pregnancy conversation was hard, she thought.

After she handed Kevin his coffee, Lucy sat down and waited for Kay to begin. When she did, Lucy wished that she hadn't.

"Dad, you know the case that you are working on?" Kay finally said.

"Kay, you know I can't talk about those things. And unless you're involved…"

"I am involved." Kay interrupted. Kevin spit out of coffee into his own cup and set it on the coffee table. Lucy, on the other hand, froze in place.

"H… Ho…How?" Kevin finally was able to say. He was cop and was trained to deal with these kinds of situations. But he never could have thought…

"I'm the motive." Kay said. She heard a cup hit the floor and break. She looked over at her mother. Lucy was covered in hot coffee, but she didn't seem to notice. She was too busy staring at her daughter, wide eyed. Kevin had a blank expression on his face, but that didn't last very long.

"How are you the motive?" Kevin asked, switching into detective mode.

Kay couldn't bring herself to say it straight. "I like math. Let's do an equation. One cheating boyfriend + one pregnant mistress…"

"Equal one pissed off girlfriend." Kevin finished, returning to father mode. The fear that was in Kay was now in him but it was much stronger. "Why didn't you tell me!" he shouted.

"I… don't know," Kay stammered. "I guess I though it'd go away but I don't think it's going to." Kay looked at her hands, which were laced together in her lap. "That's kinda what my dream was about."

"Oh, Kay." Lucy said and got off the couch. No wonder she was so freaked, she thought.

"Well, I'm going to have to…" Kevin started.

"Hey, what's everybody doing in the living room?" Savannah asked and immediately shrunk back when she saw the looks her parents gave her.

"How could you do that to your own sister!"

Yes, it was just a dream. Okay, first I want to say thank you to all the readers that didn't read the last chapter and say, "Fuck you" and stop reading. Second, I'm sorry if I made you have a heart attack with the last chapter. I had a thought. I did it. I think it came out well. So, keep reading, please and review. Thanks. PS Once again tried to make it longer, but my life has gotten crappy for the moment, so I can't think right. I'll update in a few days.