A.N- Whoa, the other day I got over 600 hits, when I normally only get like less than 100 a day. I'm so happy! XD

Because of multiple requests, I have decided to add this chapter, and I'd like to let you all know that requests are accepted and encouraged:) The two requests were technically different from each other (and not really requests), but I just combined them into Kate's POV on Ratchet's reaction.

*I changed the order of chapters 25 & 26 because someone said they looked out of order, and they really were.*

Arigato: Burnin'blackandblue, dopeycookiemonster, FallenArchangels, lax4life22, Amorette Asher(thank you), & nerdkoala:)

You Mad Bro?

(Kate's POV)

"Kate?" Ratchet asked, wide eyed, right after Max hightailed it out of the kitchen.

"Did y-you hear the w-whole thing?" I stutter.

He nods.

Oh no, he's not saying anything. He really was mad like I'd thought he would be. What am I going to do? I don't really think I could actually go through with getting an abortion and killing a living thing.

Maybe the baby wasn't in me anymore and I'd had a miss carriage without even knowing.

What am I saying! That's a horrible thing to even think about, and I was over here almost hoping for it. What's wrong with me?

"Y-you're p-pregnant?" He finally stutters back, still wide eyed. I think this is the first time I've seen him like this and actually stuttering. If Star were here, she'd probably be on all over it right now.

I nod, a blank expression now on my face. I was trying to see and calculate his every reaction, since there are a lot of ways this could go.

"W-with my c-child?"

I nod again, "You're the only one I've been with Ratchet." I tell him softly.

Right now I was guessing this would turn bad; and that he'd either punch at the walls and destroy the whole kitchen, or get mad at me, break up with me and refuse to ever see me again (possibly leaving Fang's gang while at it).

His eyes widened a little more (if that was even possible), he started to move his lips to form words, yet forgot to add sound, and I swear, I think he started to shake just a little bit.

I was looking down, flinching, getting ready for him to yell at me, when suddenly I heard a thud and looked back up.

This was so not one of my guesses at what his reaction would be, and probably not on anyone else's. Again, I thought of what Star would be doing and saying right now if she saw.

Ratchet had fallen down on the tiled kitchen floor, passed out.

I quickly made my way to his fallen form and kneeled by him. I leaned the side of my head into his chest and breathed a sigh of relief when I heard a rhythmic beat.

I got back up and looked down at him. How was I supposed to interpret this reaction?

With a sigh, I bent down again, grabbing him, and gently placed him over my shoulder.

As I walked, I thought that if anyone outside of our group were to see this right now that they would be beyond shocked. A girl like me with a petite little figure, carrying around a guy more than twice her size would make most people do a double or triple-take not believing their eyes. After all, this wasn't exactly normal.

I got to his room and laid him down on his bed.

I looked down at him with sad eyes, on the verge of crying. I really didn't know what to do, about the baby I mean, not Ratchet. Ratchet would be fine… I think.

I was really not expecting this kind of reaction from him and honestly had no idea what to get from it. Did this mean he was really happy? Shocked? Angry? I'm guessing one of the later and not the first.

I started to turn from him, to leave the room, when I felt a hand grab my wrist.

I looked down and saw that he was awake again, now looking at me with piercing green eyes (A.N- IDK his eye color, but I'm making it green). He moved over and sat on the edge of the bed, looking down, and slowly let go of my wrist, letting his hand fall down on his lap.

"Ratchet," I say. "I'm so sorry." My voice cracked.

He just kept looking down, unaffected by my words, almost like he hadn't heard them.

"Ratchet?" I say, tears falling down my cheeks.

Still no response.

"Say something Ratchet!" I cry.

He looked up at me and saw I was crying. He still didn't say anything though and got up, unaffected by my tears.

When he gets to the door he says, "I'll be back, later.", not even caring to turn around to look at me as he does so.

After I know that he's out of earshot I fall on the floor and start crying my eyes out, curled up beside his bed.

(Ratchet POV)

Shit...

A.N- I have decided that the 100th reviewer will get a whole chapter dedicated to them, they will be able to decide what happens in this chapter and pick what POV I'll write it in. I know it'll be a while till I get to 100, but I'm just giving a heads up;)