1October 12th, 2004
Week 20
Week 14

Lawrence sat on the chair watching people fixing the lights. He was filming a documentary on teenage pregnancy. He was going to interveiw a few of his friends.

"You could help me, Chunk, you know." Lawrence turned and saw Stefanie struggling to get out of the mae up chair. Lawrence chuckled and extended his hand.

"Didn't know pregnant women got so big." He winked. Stefanie

gave him a look.

"I'm having triplets, dumb ass." She growled.

"I know." Lawrence led her over to the seats and helped her in, "Clarks not coming right?"

"He's in court today and dosent feel comfortable about talking about Lily." She said.

"That's all right." Lawrence said.

"Where do you want us?" Andy walked up to him. Lawrence smiled.

"Andy next to Stef. Then Ethan and then Tori." he said. Ethan took Tori's hand and helped her into the chair. She sighed.

"Cameras are supposed to add ten pounds and Im all ready a cow." Tori said.

"You look beautiful." Ethan said. Lawrence chuckled.

"All right. Let's get started." Lawrence said, "Why don't you introduce yourselves." Stefanie nodded.

"My name is Stefanie Deveraux. I got pregnant with y first child when I was nineteen. It was very hard. My husband was a lot younger than me." She said, "We got a lot of crap from everyone in town. We were harassed and our house was trashed. It was as if they had never seen a young pregnant couple before."

"You're doing great." Lawrence encouraged. She gave a weak smile.

"Then at the end of my third month, I was having pains. We went to the hospital. I was dilated. The doctors tried everything but Lily was born. She was so small. She struggled to breath but she obviously couldn't. She passed away in our arms a few hours later. Technically what I had was a miscarriage but I don't agree with what the doctors said. I held her in my arms. She wasn't a miscarriage" Andy reached over and squeezed her hand, "Even after Lily was in the ground people blamed us. We now have eight other children but nothing could replace Lily."

"Thank you." Lawrence said.

"My name is Andrea Walsh and I had my son when I was nineteen. My experience is the complete opposite of Stefanie's. Everyone was very supportive." Andy said, "My husband and I were determined to do it ourselves. We didn't want any assistance and we did pretty well for ourselves. But now…Now I'm going to be a grandmother at an early age."

"I'm Ethan Walsh." he mumbled, "and I'm seventeen."

"And I'm Victoria Perkins. I'm fifteen but I'll be sixteen soon." She glanced at Ethan, "I'm fourteen weeks pregnant."

"I don't know what to say." Ethan glanced at Lawrence.

"How did the two of you feel when you found out about the baby?"

"I was in shock. We had been so careful. Dread filled me at first, but then…I guess responsibility did." Ethan said.

"I was devastated when I tested. Now I'm not but this….I was so sick with worry, "Tori said, "Then I told my father. I thought her would be somewhat supportive, but I was wrong. He kicked me out and still refuses to talk to me."

"Our family took her in." Andy said, "I didn't approve but she's carrying my grandchild. I'm not about to see a pregnant woman sleep out on the streets."

"some days I'm verye xcited to see this baby, to see if it looks like me or Tori. But Some days Im scared…shitless. This is going to be so hard." Ethan said, "I'll be eighteen when he or she comes.. I want to do this right. I don't want to be some ass who runs. I plan on marrying Tori, work to provide for the family, go to college on a football scholarship, and get straight A's." Tori looked at him.

"You want to marry me?" She asked. Ethan nodded.

"I want to do this right." He said.

"Cut." Lawrence chuckled. "Thanks for that beginning guys."

"With your premission Ethan and Tori, I'd like to film some updates over the next year to see how actual teen parents struggle." Lawrence said.

"Knock your socks off." Tori got up to go to the bathroom. Ethan followed. Andy linked her arm with Stefanie.

"did he just propose to her?" She asked.

"I think so." Stefanie smiled. Andy groaned. Just what she needed….

October 26th, 2004

Week 16

Week 22

Michael looked at Kiara. She was gnawing on one of Dylan's toy on the living room floor. When she caught sight of Michael, she began to giggling and smiling.

"That's my girl." Michael got down on the floor. He picked her up and gave her a large kiss.

"Hi daddy." Dylan walked in holding Chandler's hand.

"Hey tiger. Hi Chandler." He said waving Kiara's hand. Chandler giggled softly. "Hows your momma?"

"Fat and tired." She said. Michael chuckled as Dylan pulled Chandler out. He looked at Kiara.

"Don't grow up to be as big as them." He tossed Kiara in the air. Her head wobbled as she laughed. "You like that?" He tossed her in the air again and caught her. Kiara's laughter faded as she gasped for air, "Kiara?" Her face turned red as she drew in ragged breath. She began to whimper and fuss. "Shit. Elizabeth!Come here!" With in second, she came running in.

"What on Earth?" She stared at Kiara.

"I...shit...An asthma attack I think." Michael put his hand on her chest. Her heart was racing. "Shit."

"My baby." Elizabeth said grabbing Kiara from her father. Michael fought back the tears as he grabbed Kiara's blanket.

"We need to bring her to the hosptail, Liz." he put a blanket over his daughter. She couldnt breath. She was trying, but she just couldnt take in a breath.

"Fast, Mike." Elizabeth said rushing out the door. Michael ran his hand through his red hair.

Michael stood by the hospital bed watching the doctor examine Kiara. She was too little fo any of this crap.

"Asthma run in your family?" The doctor asked.

"Myself and my two sons have it." Michael mumbled. "But theirs didnt develope until they were around a year old."

"Will Kiara be all right?" Shes so little." Elizabeth said.

"Kiara will be just fine. Her case will probably be a little more severe to what youre used to but do the same things as you did with the boys, "I recommend getting a hypoallergenic pillows nd mattress. Down tends to set off little ones."

"She dosent use pillows et." Elizabeth rubbed Kiara's leg.

"She'll be fine, mr and mrs walsh. It was just a small asthma attack." he said. Michael nodded. He knew how his little girl fel. He still has attacks after he went digging r excavating a cave. He had to keep his inhaler handy. "I'll be back with a prescription."

"Thanks." Elizabeth said as she glanced at Michael, who had tears in his eyes, "Mike, whats wrong?"

"This!" A few tears slid down his cheek, "This is all my fault."

"Oh don't getyourself worked up or you'll have an attack yoruself." Elizabeth warned him. "This isnt your fault."

"Why do you have children with me? I can't...I can't ever do it right. My little girl is sufering because of me." Michael cried.

"Stop it! Don't talk like that. This isn't your fault. It's just a luck of the draw. Kiara and the boys could have not gotten it just has easily as getting it. Greast cancer runs in my family so does that mean I shouldnt have a child because there might be a chance they may or may not get it? I don't think so." Elizabeth shook her head, "Kiara will be fine. You'll see."

"I feel so...so b-bad." Michael whispered. Elizabeth wrapped her arms around Michael as he cried into Her shoulder. It was hard on him. No matter what Elizabeth said, he felt that this was his fault.

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