Meanwhile, at the mall, the four went and bought fro-yo to celebrate Bay and Travis' engagement. All except Daphne. "Are you sure?" Bay asked.
"No thanks. I'm just a little queasy." She grabbed her stomach.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah…" Daphne's eyes wandered. "It's probably something I ate earlier, I'll be fine."
"Suit yourself!" She said. Just then Daphne got a text, it was from John.
"I gotta go," She tapped bay on the shoulder. "I guess J and K wanna talk to me."
"Huh." Bay looked at the message. "I'll go with you, let the boys catch up." She told the two they were leaving then kissed Travis goodbye. The two girls drove over to the Kennish house. When they got inside, they were greeted by a very angry John Kennish.
"Hey, dad...what's up?" Bay furrowed her brow. John looked at Daphne.
"Sit." He firmly pointed to the couch. The two obeyed, unsure whom he was so upset with.
"What's going on?" Daphne asked.
"Honey," Katharine began in a gentle voice. "We know about the test."
"What test?" Daphne shifted nervously.
"The pregnancy test." John said, his lips tight. "This test." He slammed the stick on the table.
"You went through my trash!?" Daphne's eyes flashed to John.
"I was on the computer and I saw you'd looked up an abortion clinic." John explained, his hands had difficulty keeping up with his words.
"You still didn't have the right to do that!" Daphne yelled. Katharine chimed in.
"We know it was wrong, sweetie, but we had to make sure you were alright."
"I don't believe it…" John paced back and forth.
"I don't know why you're so mad, I'm taking care of it-" She began.
"NO!" John spun around to face her, lifting a finger for emphasis. "I'm not mad because you got pregnant, I'm just disappointed by that. I'm mad because you wanted to 'take care of it'! Ever since we found out about the switch, you have been avoiding the consequences of your actions. The senator, the Oxy, the construction site, well I've had enough, Daphne. I've had enough!" Tears began to well up in Daphne's eyes.
"I'm a college student," She signed. "Pre-med! How am I supposed to take care of a baby?"
"Well, if you can't handle a baby and school you can either give it up for adoption or drop out. But you are not killing this baby so you can avoid responsibility." John stamped his foot.
"Woah, hold on-" Bay chimed in.
"I don't want to hear a word out of you, Bay. This is between Daphne, your mother, and I." John said.
"She shouldn't drop out of school!" Bay folded her arms.
"I said this isn't up to you, Bay!" John raised his voice. Bay backed down but Daphne gave her a look of gratitude.
"So what are we going to do?" Daphne asked.
"Well first," John picked up the phone off the desk. "You're going to call the clinic and cancel your appointment. Then, I'm gonna find this Mingo kid and break his legs."
"Mingo and I broke up." Daphne admitted. "He's not the father." A silence hung briefly in the room.
"Would you care to tell us who is?" John leaned against the desk, his arms folded and brow raised.
"...Emmett." She hesitated. Bay's eyes widened as she did a double take.
"Emmett Bledsoe?" John asked, his lips tightened again. Daphne nodded. Bay just stared at her dumbfounded. John shot up from the desk, grabbed his old baseball bat from the closet, swung open the front door and stormed out to the car.
"I'd- I'd better go follow him." Daphne said.
"Good idea, sweetie. I'll call the clinic for you." Katharine grabbed the phone. Daphne thanked her as she ran out after John.
At the Bledsoe house, Melody sat in her home office waiting by the video phone for her fiance to call. He was away on business but he said he'd call her the first chance he got. The lights flickered and she got up to answer the door. At the door was an angry John Kennish, and he was holding a bat. "John? What are you doing here?" She asked.
"Where's Emmett?" He signed firmly.
"In back doing some yard work, why?" John shoved past her and into the yard. "John, what are you doing!?" She called after him. Emmett and Travis were in the backyard doing a favor for Melody. There was a small bush growing near the fence and she'd had enough of trimming it back. She wanted it gone and after the girls had left the mall, the two decided it was a perfect day to get it done. Suddenly, John shot out of the back door and came marching towards them. The two waved at him and asked what he was doing. John locked eyes with Emmett and Emmett understood. Does he know about me and Daphne? He thought. Why would he be this angry? As John got closer, Emmett took off running farther into the yard. John was old but he could still catch up with him. He pinned him against the fence. "We need to have a little chat." He growled. Emmett could feel his breath.
"What's wrong with you!? Emmett signed frantically. "Get off of me!" Daphne ran up behind them and tried to pry her dad from her now not-so-secret lover. Travis helped. John struggled against them.
"John Kennish," Melody marched towards them. "Explain yourself before I call the cops!" She ordered. John stopped resisting and the two let go of him.
"I think I should let your son explain." John spat. Emmett looked between the three of them confused.
"I don't know! I just-" He started.
"I'm pregnant!" Daphne blurted out. The comotion halted. Melody's jaw dropped. Emmett stood there completely frozen. "I'm sorry." Daphne looked at Emmett. "I was going to tell you." Emmett stepped towards her.
"It's...mine?" His hands shook. Daphne nodded. John cleared his throat.
"Well uh…" He inhaled. "I'm sorry, I- I thought…" A thick silence fell on the backyard. Nobody was sure what to say. Finally, Melody raised her hands.
"I think we all have a lot to talk about. We should all get together and discuss this like adults but first- John, Daphne- I need to speak with my son." Travis raised his hand hesitantly "Alone." Melody clarified.
"Right!" Travis nodded. "I'm gonna go see Bay." He walked away.
"I'll meet you in the car." John said before following Travis out of the backyard. All that remained were Daphne, Melody, and a very pale Emmett.
"I'll give you two a moment alone." She sighed and went into the house. Emmett stared off into the distance, white as a sheet.
"Are you alright?" Daphne asked. "You don't look good."
"Fine." Emmett shaking hand tapped his chest. "How much?"
"I don't know, I need to make an appointment. Maybe...a couple weeks? Probably like four?" Emmett wretched and fell to his knees. "Hey! Are you sure you're alright?" Daphne caught him. Emmett shook his head. "It's alright, just sit down for a minute and breath." They sat down on the grass and he breathed with her until he was calm. Daphne's phone vibrated, it was John. "I have to go." She stood up. "Don't worry, we'll figure it out. Okay?" She helped him to his feet. He nodded.