Be235therz: I know! When Britannia read it, it was really quiet and all of a sudden, I hear this like horrible gasp, and she's like, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! You're killing him off? That'll KILL Dana!" So I was like, "Keep reading…." and she's like, "Oh…" sigh of relief, "Thank GOD!" LOL & Thank you! I am to: ) They'll find out what they're having, as soon as I can get a name, it's close between two at the moment, I think I'll close them Tuesday or Wednesday. Britannia's mad because she wants the name Cheyenne, and it keeps getting passed, but it's at a tie right now, I have to be impartial, so whatever name ends up is O.K.: )

Cobraj899: Thanks!

Chapter 9: Questions, A Wet Hen Among us, and Curse Braxton-Hicks

I was so completely sick of morning sickness that I could have just screamed. But the next morning, I just didn't feel sick. Not at all. I found this very strange, until I noticed that I was officially four months along now. Hallelujah! Morning sickness is officially over. I didn't think I'd been this excited since Gucci became a publicly traded company! I went to tell Mom, and she congratulated me, which was nice. I now had to know everything I was going to expect in the second trimester. Mom took about two hours explaining it all, but now there wouldn't be anything unexpected.

Dad came bursting through the door looking as mad as a wet hen.

"Dad, what's up?" I said

"Nothing," he said shortly as she slammed the front door shut.

"Phil…are you sure you're O.K.?"

"No, Keely, I'm not. I found out how Bradley got so damaged,"

"Uh-oh," I said

"Yes, uh-oh. And care to hear how I found out?"

"Sure."

"I ran into the group of gentlemen who damaged him."

"Anddddd…"

"They thought you were your mother, and I got into a bit of a rift with them myself,"

"Really? You look a lot less 'damaged' than he did,"

"Yes, well, that's because he came to my rescue."

"Brad…? But he's upstairs…."

"Well maybe he is now, but he wasn't a while ago,"

"You're kidding, he like can't move, but he saved you from the group of people who messed him up before?"

"Yes, well, there weren't that many this time,"

"But…he was here the whole time you were gone."

"No…"

"Yes…"

"Keely."

"What?" Mom answered

"Was Bradley here the whole time I was gone?"
"I don't know…"

"Thanks." Dad said sarcastically

"Dad, he didn't rescue you, he's been here the whole time, maybe you thought it was him."

"Dana, what are the chances that I imagined that?"

"I don't know!"

Dad, or the wet hen rolled his eyes, and went into the kitchen. I was about to just follow him and continue the argument in there, when I felt this extremely sharp pain in my stomach. I had absolutely no idea what it was, and I was going to ignore it, hoping it was just indigestion, but it happened again, then held to the wall, and said, "MOM!"

Mom turned around and her face turned from a normal expression to a panicked one, "Honey, what is it?"
"I don't know, but I have this like horrible contracting pain in my stomach,"

"Ohmigod! What if you're having the baby!"

"No, Mom, I really don't think so,"

"Well, we have to take you to a doctor, I guess it could be Braxton-Hicks, I had that, but I didn't think it happened this early…"
"Mom, can we talk about this on the way to the car…?"

"Oh! Of course,"

Dad either didn't know we left or didn't care, because he didn't come with us. When we got to the hospital, my doctor, Dr. Evans was there. Dr. Evans has to be the nicest person I know, she reminds me a lot of my Mom. Dr. Evans also reminds me a lot of Jada Pinkett-Smith. Anyway, Dr. Evans seemed surprised to see us, but she was only there with her husband who was a doctor at the hospital, also titled Dr. Evans.

Her husband escorted Mom and me into the room, and started asking questions about very personal things that I didn't really care to answer, but did, of course. He ran some tests and finally diagnosed that I was indeed having Braxton-Hicks contractions.

"It's just mild discomfort caused by contractions in the uterine wall."

"Mild discomfort?" Dr. Evans, Mom, and I all said at the same time.

He didn't respond, just exited quickly as he said, "Annie, you can take this,"

She shook her head and laughed, "So Dana, how have you been feeling?"

"Not great." I said

"It gets better, the second trimester is always the best." I smiled, but didn't answer, "Do you plan on having any other children after this one?" she asked

"No, I loved being an only child very much, and I think that it'll be easier if we just have the one,"

She nodded, then turned to Mom, "So, Keely how have you been?"
"Pretty good, this whole thing has put a lot of stress on Dana, which puts stress on us, but other than that, I'm really happy about this, as long as she is."

"That's good. So, how is Phil taking this?"

"Not well at all. He can't stand the fact she made this decision, and he isn't being the nicest to the father."

"Well, that's normal, he doesn't like the thought that she has a new man in her life, he thinks he's being replaced."

"But he isn't, I don't love both of them in the same way, so it doesn't matter," I said

"O.K., when you have a problem, who do you go to?"

"It depends on the problem."

"O.K., basic problem."

"Mom."

"Personal problem?"

"Mom,"

"School work?"

"Dad."

"Ah ha! I was beginning to think you didn't go to him for anything."

"No, I do, but when I have problems I don't usually go to Brad…"

"Why…?"

"I don't know, because…"

I didn't know if I wanted to finish that sentence or not but I couldn't have even I had wanted to, because Dad came storming into the room, making everyone jump.

"Phil, what are you doing here?" Mom said

"What do you think I'm doing here?" Dad asked sarcastically

"But-" Before Mom even had a chance to answer, Brad comes storming through the door also.

"What are you doing here?" Dad and I asked in unison.

Brad looked from me, to Mom, to the doctor, to Dad, the back at me.

"I thought you couldn't walk!" I said

"Well, Dana obviously he can, because he fought off the jewelry people, remember?"

"Oh, how could I forget,"

"You weren't supposed to know about that," Brad said

"Whyyyy…?"

"Because…" he paused to think of something else to say, but gave up and left it at that.

Dr. Evans looked at all of us in the room and said, "Alright, since this seems to have become a family gathering, can you all continue this outside?"

"Oh, of course," Mom said, as she escorted everyone out the door, thanked Dr. Evans, and before we knew it, Mom had us herded out of the hospital, and to the car.

"Alright everyone, WHAT has been going on here? Did you or did you not save Phil from the jewelry wearing thugs?" She said directing her question to Brad.

"Well, it's kind of a long story-"

"Did you or did you not rescue Phil from the jewelry wearing thugs." This time, it wasn't a question, it was a demand. And he hadn't known Mom the entire nineteen years I had, so he didn't quite know, when Mom used a demand instead of a question, she meant business. Thankfully, he caught on, and didn't beat around the bush this time, he got straight to the point, just the facts ma'am.

"Well, Yeah, I did."

"But you couldn't WALK." I said

"Well, he can now," Mom said

"Yes I see that,"

"Look, it's not like I lied to you, you just assumed I couldn't."

"He does have a point, Day." Mom said

"I realize that, but-"

"Can we discuss this one the way home, people are staring." Dad said

So that ended that conversation, for now anyways.

A/N: Wow, I wrote this chapter over a period of three or four days, get with it Liz! LOL :P The Newspaper idiots can't do ANYTHING with me or Britannia, so I've been helping them and that's taken up a ton of time. Get this, one didn't know how to center font! I 'drafted' all the people who got into to the school Newspaper, so I don't know HOW the rest of them made it in, but whatever, lol.

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-Lizzie

Oh and another chapter will be up later, meaning shortly after this!