Exactly Where Were Supposed To Be

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Chapter 9: Revelations

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Mitchie and Shane sat in the office, they were awaiting what Brown and Dee had to say. If they were completely honest, it really wasn't any of their concern, but they knew that it would give the camp a bad name seeing as it was a good camp.

Shane looked around the room, pictures of newspaper articles and magazine covers of promos for Camp Rock were proudly displayed around the office, there was a desk, chairs and some brutally awful looking ornaments cluttered around a photograph, he presumed them to be Dee's, he hardly expected them to be Brown's.

As they entered the office, Shane took Mitchie's hand, he had no idea why they had been here for the last ten minutes. They hadn't done anything wrong.

"Shane" Brown said in his thick English accent

"Mitchie" Dee smiled, her most sickly sweet smile, that if Mitchie wasn't feeling sick, she would have made fun of.

"What did we do" Shane asked, confused about the situation

Brown slid the magaine over to them, without even so much as glancing at it, Mitchie knew what they were on about.

"What's wrong with it" Shane asked, trying to sound sure of himself

"What's wrong with it" Brown asked, raising his voice "Whats wrong with it, is the fact that it's been leaked all over the media, do you know how much trouble this could land you in"

"I don't care" he said, gripping Mitchie's hand tightly

Mitchie remained quiet as Shane sat there and defended the article, it should be her, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it. It wasn't that she didn't want to, it was that she physically couldn't. Shane kept looking at her for answers, for support, for anything, but she couldn't, she couldn't say it, because if she did she was afraid that she would get sick. She didn't know what was wrong with her, she didn't eat any unusual foods, she didn't cook anything herself and she hadn't been around anybody that had been sick. She hadn't felt like this since she found out she was having a baby the first time.

"Mitchie, do you have anything to say" Shane asked, pleading with her with his eyes

"No" she said, shaking her head

A moment of realisation hit her. She had hoped that it wasn't true, but it seemed like the only explanation to this feeling of illness. It was too soon though, she and Shane had only slept together yesterday , how could she possibly be having these feelings if she wasn't at least a month or at least three weeks gone. She couldn't figure out what was wrong, it was silly of her to think that she was pregnant this soon, if at all. But she couldn't explain the wooziness.

"Anything" he asked, all sets of eyes were looking at her

"Eh.." she started, trying to think of something "I don't think we need to be having this discussion"

She swallowed hard. She hadn't felt this ill in a long time, but she had to keep up like she was fine.

"Why not"

"Its none of your business whether Shane and I have a baby together or not"

"How" Dee asked, resting her hands on the table

"Because if Shane and I decide to have a child, what business of it is yours"

Dee shook her head "From what I heard you didn't exactly tell Shane about the baby"

Brown turned to look at her "What, that wasn't in the magazine"

"Dee" Shane asked, lifting himself up from the chair

"Yeah" she asked, trying to keep her cool

"What do you mean by, 'you didn't exactly tell Shane about the baby' " Mitchie asked,

"You never told Shane about the baby"

Shane shook his head. She had been listening to her and Brown's conversation, either that or Brown had told her, but he seemed shocked too. He couldn't believe of all the people, that Dee Namite had told the press about this. He had never been so angry in his life. He would have understood if it was a fan or something, but Dee Namite, she was meant to be a professional, she was meant to be mature.

"You told the press" Brown spat at her, this meeting was all becoming quite confusing as to why they were having it.

"What was I supposed to do"

Shane looked at her, his brow furrowed "Let me think, how about keeping it to yourself"

"I couldn't" she said, sitting back

"Why not" he asked, annoyed

"Because you needed to be found out, to take responsibility, and you Missy, needed to learn some sense"

"It's none of your business" Shane said, standing up, ready to leave

"When you're at this camp, its my business too" she said, trying to defend herself

Mitchie stayed there quietly as they argued back and forth. She felt as if she would be sick at any moment, she couldn't speak, it was worse than the last time, but she couldn't tell Shane, he had barely gotten over this shock, she didn't need him worrying about her again. She especially didn't need it when she had a feeling that it was just a virus or a twenty four hour thing.

Looking at them, she couldn't help but wonder what they had called her in for. They were fighting now, she was angry that she had spilled, but to be honest, it wasn't the first time a desperate fame hungry person did it, it wasn't the last either. It would have come out in the press sooner or later, so why not now, it was sooner than she would have liked, but once he found out it was going to happen.

"Stop" she called out, barely managing it

The two stopped and looked at her. "Thanks" Brown added, smiling

"Shane it was going to come out one way or the other" Brown said, almost reading her mind "It just came out a little sooner"

"But" Shane started

"Shane, Dee will be accurately punished for this, even if she is camp co-ordinator, but will you stop, you have bigger problems"

"Like what, I haven't even told my dad" he said, tears forming in his eyes

"I understand Shane, but please calm down"

Shane sat down in the chair, determined not to lose his temper too much in front of Mitchie, he needed to stay calm, he hadn't spent all his time trusting her again, making sweet love to her and kissing her to lose her over something like this, something so trivial.

"What we need you to do, which is why we called you in here, is to bring Tadhg to camp, to show everybody a united front, that you both are taking care of the baby"

Shane sighed heavily "Fine" he said, secretly glad that he would spend time with his son

"But, I get to get to know him first, not Dee Namite, or whatever her name is in the corner" he said, throwing a disrespectful look her way

Brown nodded, there was no other way around it, he never wanted this, it was all Dee's idea, she had never been happy that Shane had been so successful, that he was never interested in her daughter, no matter what she did, she never got close, she really wanted them to break up so her daughter could swoop in, and finally get what she deserved, a shot at the limelight, Brown thought, there was no question of it in his mind, she wanted fame for her daughter and would do anything against her nature to do it.

"Fine" Dee sighed

Shane walked out of the room, mumbling cusses under his breath, he hated that woman, and now she had just added to it, she had delved into a really dark time in his life, when he was so confused about what he should do, and she took advantage of it, he felt like throttling her, but he walked away, he couldn't do it not with the love of his life and the baby he couldn't wait to see.

Mitchie walked out of the room with him, people had gathered outside, obviously interested in what they had to say to the golden couple of the press. Well they were interested in Shane, Mitchie not so much. As soon as they walked out, the people began to scatter or make it look as if they had.

Mitchie walked behind him, her stomach in knots, she couldn't take it anymore, running to the nearest bathroom, not caring whether she entered the boys bathroom or girls, she went straight for a cubicle, relieving the contents of her breakfast down the lavatory. Pushing herself up from the toilet, she flushed it, and looked at herself in the mirror, her face was pale and her body was cold and shivering, it had all the symptoms of how she found out she was pregnant the last time, but she couldn't be, it was too soon. She hadn't had sex with anyone since..

She looked again, a look of complete shock and horror on her face, she now knew what was wrong, but she needed to be sure. She knew that Shane would be worried, so she would tell him that she needed medication because she wasn't feeling well, which was true. Walking out of the bathroom, she headed up the road to the pharmacy, she had to be quiet about this or her face would be in the magazines faster than she could say Dees daughter wants to be famous.

The town wasn't too far away, it was close to the shop where Shane had gone, though she didn't mind, she had to hide her identity, try to get the pregnancy test without anybody having an iota of who she was. Paying for the test, she ran home as soon as she could get the chance, she needed to take the test in private, so sneaking into the bathrooms, she took the test from its packaging and headed into the bathroom.

The waiting was torture, so she picked up her phone and began flicking through the photos of her and Jason and Nate on a night out in New Jersey, they had invited her out, Shane hadn't been there, they understood that she didn't want to see him, but they didn't know that she was a mom. Jason had always been keen on her, but they had never acted on it, until that night, it was just one night, she thought to herself, and they had used contraceptives, after that they had promised they would be friends, and they were, but now she feared the worst, she feared that she was carrying a baby that belonged to her and Jason, not Shane, and that's what made it worse.

Looking down at the stick, tears began to form in her eyes, seeing what she had been fearing, the word 'pregnant' had come up in clear black lettering, sinking down to the floor, she looked at the phone once more, crying until she could cry no more.