Sorry about the short chapter, the ideas haven't really been flowing, so I'd thought I could make it up to you with this chapter. Thanks for the reviews 

Chapter 8

Nancy and Frank pulled up in front of Nancy and Ned's Chicago home. Nancy sat perfectly still as all the bad memories hit her at once, and a tear rolled slowly down her face. Frank noticed and hated Ned all the more. He was really worried about if he could keep his cool when he was around Ned, he didn't want to make a bigger mess. Nancy slowly opened her door and stepped out of the car. Frank did the same and they walked slowly and quietly to the front door. Frank was about to knock when Nancy stopped him. She pulled out her key and opened the door. As they walked in the house, Frank looked around. It was a really nice place. The décor was very sophisticated, and he could see Nancy's touch everywhere. He noticed how her breathing became louder and worried about if she could do this. He grabbed her hand and they walked further into the house.

"Ned," Nancy called quietly," are you here?" Nancy continued to call his name as she approached the TV room. She knew he was in here somewhere because she had seen his car in the driveway. Nancy noticed the TV was blaring as she got nearer. She entered and Frank followed. Ned was sitting on the couch, surrounded by beer bottles, and his eyes were glued to the TV screen.

"Ned, NED!" Nancy yelled at him, worried if he was okay. Ned looked up, saw Nancy, and smiled. Then he looked behind her, saw Frank, and scowled. Frank began to clench and unclench his fists.

" So that's where you've been huh? I've been here worried sick about you and you've been off having an affair with Frank Hardy." Ned said this with an eerie calm in his eye that scared Nancy.

"That is not fair and you know it. I came home and found you in OUR bed with a co-worker, and you try to accuse me of cheating on you? What is that? What is your problem? I gave you all of me, and you always accused me of never being there, of not loving you. Well you cheated on me!" Nancy started crying silent tears and Frank moved behind her for support. He knew she needed it, and didn't care what Ned was thinking. If there was a world record for how much somebody hated another person, he would definitely win.

Ned looked at his hands, then at Nancy's face, then at Frank's arms around her waist. " So you get mad at me for cheating on you once when you never loved me? You married me but always wanted something different. Do you know how much that hurt? I really love you Nancy, you're my world." Ned took another sip of his beer while Frank snickered.

" She's your world, huh?" Frank said menacingly. " So you thought you'd destroy her. Hurt her until she couldn't hurt anymore? Force her to do things she didn't want to do? Or is that just how you show people you care, cause if it is, you're more twisted than I ever thought." Frank was visibly shaken and Nancy held his hand for her benefit and his.

"Look Ned, I didn't come here to fight. I came here to tell you something really important. Nancy was about to go on when Ned interrupted her.

"Oh? Like what? You want a divorce so you can be with Frank without a guilty conscience? Huh? Is that it, cause I can tell you know honey I won't make it easy for you." Ned looked at her with hatred and took another swig of beer. Frank was about to step towards him but Nancy pulled him back. She wanted to fight her own war.

" LISTEN TO YOURSELF! You have abused me, cheated on me, degraded me, and now you are trying to make it seem like everything's my fault. I can't believe I ever loved a man like you. I trusted you with my life, and look what you did to it. And now I'm pregnant with your baby." Nancy finished this as anger burned in her cold blue eyes.

"You're pregnant? Are you sure it's mine and not Hardy's?" Nancy couldn't believe he just accused her of cheating on him again.

" You are impossible. I have never cheated on you. Frank was just there when I needed a shoulder to cry on. I was pretty messed up because of you. But you just made me realize how much I wish this baby wasn't yours. My baby needs a goof father, not a drunk jerk!"

Ned looked at her like he was just slapped in the face. Frank stood behind her still, trying to smother a smile. " You're really pregnant with my baby? I'm going to be a father?" Slowly a smile spread across his face. I can't believe it! I have always wanted to be a dad; I always wanted to be the father of your baby. I've known that ever since I was sixteen, Nancy. Can't you forgive me, and give me another chance?"