Title: Falling Through

Author: alienangel19852003

Summary: Phil and Keely are best friends, and they've been that way for three years. Despite the fact that both of them want to be so much more. Keely decides to go out with someone else just to shake Phil up so that he'll admit his feelings, it ends up scarring the both of them more than they can ever imagine. The secret they have to live with ends up bringing them closer than ever.

Rating: M, rape, violence, teen partying, teen pregnancy.

Disclaimer: I do not own POTF, I cannot stress that enough. Title comes from Over My Head (Cable Car) by the Fray.

Author's Note: Okay this chapter will dabble a bit into the weird, warnings Calliope is not my own creation she is based off someone you guys might recognize. If you have an idea who she is leave it a review…

"Give into the rush now"

Keely waited until Tuesday before going home to talk to her mother, she knew it wasn't going to be pretty. She would have liked for Phil to come with her, but he had to work so Barb and Lloyd came with her. She opened the door to the darkened house, she could hear the noise of the television through the house her mother had left the TV on QVC again.

"Looks like someone had a party in here." Lloyd stated stepping over a jacket on the floor.

The house was a wreck; things were knocked over, clothes on the floor, Keely hadn't seen it like this in years. Her heart broke; she knew this was all her fault. Her mother usually kept the house immaculate.

"Mom?" she whispered making her way through the house first.

There was no one in the whole downstairs, Keely headed upstairs with Barb and Lloyd following closely behind.

She reached the top of the stairs and she heard sobbing. She felt like she was seven years old all over again, things were really bad then she wished she'd known the Diffys then. Despite all the craziness and future gadgets that don't exactly work as planned they were pretty normal family.

She made her way into her mother's bedroom, "Mom?"

"Pumpkin Buns?" came the reply.

"Yeah, it's me mom…" Keely walked further into the room and then into the bathroom where she found her mother bent over the bathtub.

"You're back," she smiled.

She hadn't seen her mother in this condition in years with smeared make up wearing just her slip, and her hair was a total nightmare.

"It's not for good though mom. I can't stay here, you know that…" Keely whispered, tears falling down her cheeks.

"I need you Keely…who's gonna take care of me?"

Keely sobbed, "You're supposed to be my mom you're supposed to take care of me not shoving me into beauty pageants, treating me like a life-sized Barbie and calling it mother daughter bonding."

"Every since daddy left, I've been carrying you. He used to have to do the same thing…" Keely whispered.

"Did you know were supposed to have a sister?"

"I can't deal with this right now…" Keely whispered clutching the door frame for support she was crying so hard she couldn't breathe.

"Keely, we should go…this is upsetting you, it's not the time for this conversation." Barb said sliding and arm around Keely's waist and pulling her upright.

"I have to hear this." Keely said, "What are you saying mom?"

"I was pregnant…just like you are now. You were about three too young to remember. Your father and I were so happy then. Everything was going great, we were having a girl and she was healthy and strong. Then…she just wasn't…I miscarried. I wasn't the same after that…"

Keely couldn't believe what she'd heard, "Mom…I'm so sorry…"

"Seeing you pregnant now scares me…I don't want you to go through what I went through…it drove your father away…and my drinking as a result is what is taking you away from me now…"

"What was her name?" Keely asked.

"Calliope…" her mother whispered.

"Mom…" Keely sobbed, "I didn't know…"

"I know Pumpkin…I'm sorry you had to find out now."

The room started to spin; Keely would have fallen if Barb hadn't been holding her.

Keely's eyes fell closed and she began to dream, she was being pulled into a strange light.

"Where am I?" she whispered.

"It doesn't matter, you can't stay long. They need you…" a girl about fifteen whispered as she walked out of the mist toward Keely.

"Calli…" Keely said staring into blue green eyes so much like her own.

The girl's lips fell into a smile, "Yes…"

They were almost the same height; Keely was just a bit taller. They had similar frames, and facial features and the same golden hair.

"I always wanted a sister. Turns out I had one already." Keely smiled.

"I've always been with you," Calli touched Keely's cheek.

"Thank you," she whispered leaning into her sister's touch.

"The years haven't been easy for you; I wish I would have really been there. But you have someone else to take care of you. And my little niece." Calli said.

Keely was crying again, tears of happiness.

"Don't cry Keely. I'm always here. You've done all you can for our mother. You have a baby coming who can't take care of herself." Calli said stepping away from Keely.

"Calli…we just met you can't go." Keely said.

"I'm not going anywhere, when you need me you'll find me." Calli continued to walk away.

"Calli…what am I supposed to do?" Keely sobbed.

"Give into the rush now. You don't have to know how…"

Keely watched as her sister disappeared into the mist.

Keely's eyes snapped open a second later to gaze up an unfamiliar white ceiling.

"Keely!" Phil said.

"Phil?" she asked, "Where are we?"

"We're at the hospital, you fainted."

"I saw her…" Keely told him.

"You saw who?" he stroked her hair.

"My sister."

"Keel. They told me about Calliope, honey she died a long time ago."

"I know that…but I still saw her. You don't believe me?" she asked.

"I believe that you believe." He kissed her forehead.

"She was beautiful; you should have seen her…on second thought maybe you shouldn't have…anyway…it felt like I knew her." Keely said.

Phil frowned, he was worried about Keely. His fiancée had always been slightly off kilter, but a conversation with her long dead sister really had him worried.

"I keep hearing her words and this haunting melody…" Keely said.

"Keely…" Phil started, but he didn't know how to continue.

"Phil…I know you think I'm crazy…"

"I don't think you're crazy…sometimes things happen and it does things to you. You find out things and you have to form a new idea of yourself."

"It's not that, can't you just accept that some things weren't meant to be understood?"

"I'm scared Keely. I know that you haven't had the best home life. And finally finding out why must have I don't know set you off somehow."

"I really saw her Phil. It may have been just a passing specter in a dream, but I know that I saw my sister." Keely told him with such conviction; he couldn't help but believe a little.

"I don't want what happened to my parents to happen to us." She blurted.

"It won't Keel…you have to stop making excuses for your mom. Why didn't you tell me she'd started drinking again?"

"I don't know…it wasn't that bad at first. When I went over there today it felt like I was in elementary school again and she was on another one of her binges."

"Keely…I'm so sorry you had to go through that…" Phil said.

"When do I get out of here?" she asked changing the subject, but he wasn't going to push the conversation.

"Once your doctor comes back with the chart she'll tell us something." Phil said.

"How long was I out?"

"About fifteen minutes." He told her.

"Didn't seem that long to me."

"Tell me about your sister."

"She looks a lot like me although not quite, longer hair, different cheek bones. She sounded smart…she definitely would have been the genius of the family. Everything she told me…was amazing and right on the mark, she's been watching over me all this time. Usually it's supposed to be the older sibling watching over the younger," Keely said.

"I'm sure you would watch over her had she lived." Phil said.

"I would. I would be the best big sister ever, and I'm gonna be the best mom ever." Keely told him.

"You will, and I'm gonna be right there being the best father I can be." He smiled.

"If something happens…you won't leave me?"

"Keely…the only way I'll go is if you tell me." Phil said.

Keely hugged him, "Calli was right I finally have someone to take care of me."

"Your sister is one smart cookie, because I fully intend to take care of you. That means no more deep conversations with your mother, no more school, not until our daughter is born. I don't want to take any chances with you two." Phil said.

"I'm fine."

"The doctor is probably going to put you on bed rest. I'm just putting you on house arrest." Phil said.

Keely laughed, she knew just like he did that she would get out of it.

"What did else Calli tell you?" he was still curious.

"One thing she said I just can't shake. I was begging her not to go back into the mist and tell her I didn't know what I was gonna do. She told me to give into the rush that I didn't have to know how." Keely said frowning her brows knitting together in the cute way that happened when she was in deep thought.

"You were singing that before you woke up." Phil told her.

"I was?" she asked.

He nodded as the doctor walked into the room.

"Miss Teslow, you're going to be just fine. You just need to take it easy stay off your feet, and I'm afraid you're going to have to stay out of school for the remainder of your pregnancy, you need to be away from all things stressful." Dr. Brown said her dark hair casting a shadow over her face.

"Do I have to stay the night here? Or can I go?"

"You're free to go…now remember. Bed rest."

"Yes ma'am."

Phil helped Keely down from the cot and scooped her up in his arms, "Let's go home."

She smiled, burying her face in the curve of his shoulder. "Home…I definitely like the sound of that."

They were staying in Phil's room until the garage was habitable; nearly a month had passed since Keely had met Calli. Lloyd and Phil had come a long way on the garage, and she'd heard her mother had come a long way with her sobriety; Phil was the only one who kept in contact with Keely's mother.

As much as she hated school she missed it, spending all day alone in the house with Barb was fun. She did learn how to work all the really cool future gadgets in the kitchen to make whatever she had a craving for. She finally had a chance to catch up on all her favorite soaps.

She was sitting alone upstairs in the room she now shared with Phil, strumming her guitar she could not shake the haunting melody as she gazed out of the window her thoughts ranging from what she would name her daughter, to the girl that would have been her sister, and mostly about the man she loved.

"Sounds good…" her fiancée's voice brought her from her thoughts.

"Mmmm…it's not finished, I wish Calli could sing it with me." Keely smiled.

"Me too."

"You're home early…" Keely said taking in the fact that she was still wearing her sleeping shirt and not much else and that it was barely twelve, "How was your day?"

"I missed you but I still had a decent day." Phil said coming to sit beside her.

"How much did you miss me?" She put her guitar down.

"Bunches…"

"Well, I think I owe you some kisses." Keely said kissing him on both cheeks.

"I gladly accept those kisses but in my heart I hope for better things." Phil said.

"Fear thee not dear Knight, I have more kisses for you." She said finally kissing his lips.