A/N: This is mainly just a filler chapter nothing very dramatic happens.
"I said that I'm pregnant." Danielle says defiantly.
"You're pregnant?"
"Yes."
"Danielle you're still in high school what on earth were you thinking?" Bree rages as a little vain pops out on her forehead.
"I don't know."
"Who is the father? I didn't even know you had a boyfriend."
"I don't really."
"Danielle are you making all of this up to make me mad?"
"No I'm serious."
"Danielle you can't keep this baby. You're too young."
"You can't tell me what to do. I'm keeping this baby whether you like it or not."
"Danielle you can't raise a baby. You won't raise a baby."
"I'll do a better job than you did."
"What's that supposed to mean young lady?"
"You've never been a good mom. You tried to hard. You just wanted everything to be perfect. Most kids parents let them play in the back yard. But you didn't because you didn't want me to get grass stains on my clothes. I don't want to be like that. You try too hard to be perfect."
"I'm sorry. I just wanted you to be healthy and clean."
"Yeah but I was unhappy and sad."
"Danielle that still doesn't change the fact that you're too young to have a baby."
"NO I'm not."
"You never did tell me who the father was."
"Matthew."
"There are a lot of Matthew's in the world you have to be more specific."
"Matthew Applewhite."
"The boy that lives down the street?"
"Yeah him. Why don't you just go ahead and kick me out? Or send me away. I know you don't want me to mess up your life. But it really doesn't matter what you do I have this baby."
"Danielle why would I kick you out?"
"Because you don't want to be stuck with a pregnant teenager. And you're angry."
"Danielle there are a lot of things that you'll do that I won't agree with. And this is one of them but that doesn't mean I'm going to kick you out. I'm not as cruel as you think I am."
"Why aren't you angrier about this?"
"Danielle I'm angry that you decided to have sex. Especially at 15 but I can't do anything about it."
"What the hell is going on with you?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Normally you'd be so furious you couldn't even look at me let alone talk to me."
"Danielle I don't agree with your choice or condone it, but if you're that adamant about keeping the baby I'm not going to stop you."
"Why are you being so lax about this? This is a huge deal. I'm having a baby."
"I honestly don't know." Bree says quietly.
"So what is my punishment?"
"Nothing."
"Nothing?"
"You've punished yourself."
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah. Danielle just answer me this though, are you sure that at 15 you want to have this baby?"
"Yes... I mean I think I am."
"Danielle are you just keeping this baby because you want to make me mad?"
"I guess that's part of it, but not really."
"Ok, why don't you go to bed. It's been a long day."
"Ok."
That night:
Bree lies in her bed thinking. She knew that Danielle didn't understand why she had been let of the hook. But Bree could remember being a teenager once too. She remembered how she just wanted to defy her parents and she'd try anything to get back at them. And she did. Only nobody knew. She got pregnant at 17. Her parents didn't give her a choice. The shipped her off to somewhere out west. She was supposed to have the baby, give it away and come back home. But she didn't have the baby. All the stress had caused her to have a miscarriage. She never told anyone. Not even her parents. She stayed at the facility until what would have been her due date passed. She went home and no one ever talked about it again. That's when she decided to do anything to be perfect. That's when she became the Bree everyone and loved.
The following night: Card night:
The others are blabbering non-stop. Bree isn't even paying attention. She doesn't say anything for almost an hour.
"Bree are you ok? You haven't said anything all night." Gabrielle asks.
"I'm fine." Bree replies in a daze.
"No you're not. Come on what's going on?" Susan says in her chipper voice.
"It can't be that bad." Edie adds.
"Yeah come on tell us." Lynette comments.
"Last night during dinner Danielle informed me that she is..."
"Is what?" Gabrielle encourages.
"Never mind." Bree says retracting her previous statement.
"Bree come on we're your friends we aren't going to tell anyone."Gabrielle gesticulates.
"Fine I guess you'll find out sooner or later anyway. Danielle is pregnant."
"What?" Edie says trying to sound shocked.
"Danielle is having a baby." Bree confirms.
"With who?" Susan asks. After asking everyone but Bree looks at her.
"Betty Applewhite's son Matthew."
No one says anything they just all look at eachother.
"You knew?" She squeals.
"Well... not exactly. But we've all seen them hanging around together." Susan confirms.
"So what are you going to do?" Gabrielle asks in concern.
"Nothing."
"You aren't going to do anything?" Lynette adds.
"No."
"So what does she want to do?" Edie prompts.
"She wants to have it." Bree confesses.
"Do you think that's a good idea?" Lynette quizzes.
"No but she's going to do what she wants either way. She always has."
"So Susan what do you think?" Edie coughs.
"Why does it matter what I think?" Susan debates.
"Because you have a teenage daughter." Gabrielle says trying to cover up Edie's evil act.
"No that's not why I'm asking. I'm asking because your mother had you when she was 14." Edie retorts.
"And how old were you when you had your kid?" Lynette queries.
"Not 14." Edie cries.
"Not the point." Gabrielle spews childishly.
"It doesn't matter." Bree points out.
"I'd still like to know what you think Susan." Edie quips.
"I don't think it matters how old you are when you have a kid. My mother probably isn't the best example because she is... I don't even know what she is and I'm her kid. Danielle is a smart kid. She'll be fine." Susan declares.
"So what would you do if Julie got pregnant at her age?" Edie questions.
"I don't know. As long as she made an educated decision I don't think I would care." Susan answers.
"And what about the guy who got her pregnant?" Edie grills.
"Oh I'd definitely kill him." Susan proclaims.
"So has Danielle told Matthew?" Lynette wonders.
"I don't know. I think so."
"So then you haven't talked to Betty." Lynette continues.
"No." Bree relays.
"Are you going to?" Lynette nags.
"Yes I just have to find the right time. I can't just pass her in the grocery store and go 'oh by the way your son knocked my daughter up' now can I?"
"Good point." Lynette remarks.
"We'll go with you for support if you want." Gabrielle volunteers.
"I don't think that will be necessary." Bree refuses