A/N-Are you ready for the next chapter?? I hope so!!! Here it is. Please enjoy.

CHAPTER 3: Back into my life

"The baby looks great Kris! Healthy heartbeat, good size, and you seem to be at a good weight also! How are you feeling?" Dr. Love asked Kris at her 12 week doctor appointment.

"Well, my nausea isn't nearly as bad, and I seem to have a little bit more energy. I'm hungry a lot more now though!" Kris laughed.

"Well, you and I both, chick!" Dr. Love said. "I found out I was pregnant about two weeks before you did. I'm sure two days before you, so we will experiencing things together," Dr. Love said. Kris's eyes zoomed toward's the doctor's abdomen. She could tell there was an enlargemnt through the white lab coat.

"That makes me feel better, suprisingly. I thought I was in this alone, but now I feel like I'm not the only one," Kris sighed sitting up as the doctor wipped the gel from her stomach.

"I'm glad. It's my first pregnancy, also. I'm pretty nervous, how do you feel?" she asked putting all of the equipment away.

"Very nervous," she gave a shy laugh, "but I'm going to get throught it. I'm going back home three months after the kid is due, so I will have family around me soon. The daddy doesn't know, and I don't think I should tell him. I just feel that I should stay here for a while, not just go home and expect him to take care of me and the baby."

"I'm lucky to have John," Dr. Love said, "we've been married four years, and he doesn't want kids. He was very surprised when I found out I was pregnant. I think he almost cried!"

"That's harsh. Is he still upset?" Kris asked shocked.

"No, he's really happy, and very supporting. I think he's more excited than I am!"

"Lucky you," Kris laughed along with her.

"Well, I have an appointment in about three minutes. I signed you up for Monday, March 16th at 11 a.m. You'll be 18 weeks and maybe we will be about to see the sex of the baby. I'll see you then" she gave Kris's arm a reassuring sqeeze before leaving, Kris followed right behind her.

2 weeks later...

"Pickles, I know I put you in there!" Kris said aloud digging through her refridgerator. "Baby, your mommy has lost her mind," she said in a sing-song voice still digging.

"Aha!" she said pulling the glass jar out. She quickly opened the lid and pulled the fattest one out and bite down. She felt the sour taste fill her mouth and felt the gooey slime slid down her throat.

"This is discusting!" she caughed setting the jar down. "I don't even like pickles!" she sighed.

"Baby, I love you, I do, but I'm never a heavy eater and you are making me want to devour everything in eye sight."

Kris finished her pickle with a scowl on her face and heard her phone ringing. She looked at the the caller ID, Raintree.

"Hello?" she asked chocking down the last of the pickle.

"Kris, It's me, Jean!" a high pitched voice said over the phone.

"Jean! Oh my goodness! Hey!" Kris said in a happy tone. "How are things?"

"Everything is going good here, how are things there. I haven't seen you in the news lately," she laughed.

"Oh, I'm taking a break from racing," Kris lied.

"What? Didn't you go over there to race?" she was confused.

"Yeah, I just, I got really sick. So I decided to take a break from it for a while. But I'm still scheduled to come home in Novemeber whether my resumé is up or not," Kris told her. I've lost my talent for lying.

"Well, I mean, are you okay?" she asked.

"Yep, just fine," she lied, again.

"You sound a little different, also. What was wrong with you?"

"Well, I don't really know exactly. I was really tired a lot, and I was throwing up a lot. But I'm fine, everything is going to be fine. I just have to take a break for a while."

"Well, I hope you're right. Does Junior know you have been sickly?"

"No, and please do not tell him. I don't want him to freak out and worry. You know how he and everyone else gets, so please keep this between the two of us," Kris sighed.

"You know I will, Kris. You sound very tired, I'll let you go get some rest. But if you ever need to talk, I'm here."

"Thank you Jean. Good bye," she said before hanging up.

Back at Raintree..

Matt and Junior were sitting around Jean as she talked on the phone with Kris.

"Sick! What is wrong with her?" Junior jumped up angrily. "How could she not tell me?"

"Junior, calm down. She wanted to prevent this!" Jean said making him sit back down.

"I don't get it, why wouldn't she tell any of us?" Matt asked.

"I don't know. But it sounded like she wasn't giving the complete truth. And she asked to keep this between me and her. You are supposed to know, so don't go off calling her and asking questions," Jean said walking out of the room.

"What the crap?" Junior said letting his head fall into his hands.

"When Kris is ready to tell us, she will. You know she's hard-headed," Matt said getting up and taking the same path out of the kitchen that his mom did.

I'm not falling for it! I'm going to see her. I have too. She told me where she was staying. I'm going to find her. And I will make her come home, and get away from there. She needs to be home, with me.

The next day…

"So, you're really going to Europe to get her?" Matt asked.

"Yeah man! I mean, she is over there sick and can't ride. She needs to come back home!" he said grabbing his bags out of the back of Matt's truck.

"Well, good luck. Tell her I said hello," he said as they did their handshake.

"Will do man," he said walking away towards the airport.

Junior put away his luggage and went through all the crazy lines before finally getting to sit down on the plane. He saw the flight attendant eying him. He ignored it and put his headphones in his ears before falling asleep.

"Ladies and gentlemen. We will be landing in five minutes. Please put your seats in the upright position and get ready to land," Junior woke up to the sound of a lady's voice on the intercom. He sta up quickly and pulled his headphones out of his ears and put them into his pocket. He pulled out his phone and texted Matt and Dani. About to land. I will let you know how everything goes!

Junior put up his phone and ran his hand through his hair. Once the plane landed the attendants babbled on about things in English and some other language. Junior stood up and flocked out of the plane as soon as he could. The faster he got to Kris, the better.

Junior was very impatient as he went and rented a car and got his luggage. He climbed into the navy Volvo and looked at his newly aquired map. He drove off towards Kris's apartment and cleared his head. He was doing the right thing, and Kris could get mad, but he had her best interest in mind.

It took Junior about twenty minutes to get to her apartment building, Nice. He climbed out of his navy rental and looked up at the brick building, "Here goes nothing," he sighed and made his way towards the front doors.

"Can I help you?" a lady at the front desk asked.

"Yes, I'm looking for Kris Furillo," he replied.

"Well, she's not here anymore," the young lady replied in a flirty tone.

"Wht do you mean she's not here anymore?" he was confused and was beginning to worry.

"She moved out. She didn't work for that Kerry jerk anymore and needed a cheaper place to stay," she told him. "I'm Lidia by the way."

"Well, Lidia, could you possibly tell me where she moved to?" he asked getting very impatient. What the hell was going on?

"Name please?" she said in a smart allic tone, once she realized he wasn't interested.

"Junior Davis, why do you need my name?" he asked. If she was going to be a smart-ass, so was he.

"I'm Kris's best friend I guess you could say. She told me about you," she smiled.

"Well, I really need to find her, if you could tell me where she lives now," he said. He didn't have time for all of this chit-chat.

"She lives in Versaille Apartments. You just take a left out of here, go three block down, turn right and go down about two miles," she replied. Junior nodded and turned to go.

"Wait, Junior," she called after him, "she might not be what you expect anymore. Just, don't expect her to be the same Kris she was a few months ago."

"Thanks," he said walking out of the door and to his car. Something weird was definitely going on.

Lidia was Kris's best friend and encouraged her to tell Junior about the baby, she wasn't going to risk calling Kris and telling her that Junior was on his way, she was going to make sure that Kris didn't have a chance to run away.

Junior followed the directiong Lidia had given him and within five minutes pulled into an apartment building. It wasn't as nice as the first, but it wasn't trashy either. He got out of the car and walked inside to the front desk.

"Hi, I'm Junior Davis. I'm looking for Kris Furillo," he told the guy behind the counter.

"Ah, Miss Kris. She is in room 209, second floor," he told him. Junior thanked him and looked around for an elevator, since he didn't see one he headed for the stairs. He climbed them quickly. Within five minutes he was going to see her. He couldn't believe it. He quickly found her room.

"Here goes nothing," he muttered and knocked on the door. When he didn't hear anything he knocked again.

"I'm coming!" he heard her call causing his heart to skip a beat, oh how he had missed her voice. Junior held his breath as he waited for Kris to open the door.

Kris swung open the door and she was shocked at what she saw standing in front of her. Junior, her Junior. The love of her life.

"Junior?" she said with tears coming to her eyes.

Junior saw her open the door and saw her stare up at him, shocked. It was Kris, his Kris. He had missed her so much!

"Kris, it's me," he smiled.

"I know," tears began to fall down her cheek.

Junior looked her over and saw her coat fall from around her abdomen when he saw it, there was a buldge there.

Kris saw his go wide-eyed as he saw her stomach. No way she could hide it now.

"Come in, please. We need to talk," Kris said opening the door wider.

"Kris, what's going on?" he asked stepping into her apartment.

"I need to tell you something. But I need you to listen first," she said sitting down on her couch, Junior sitting next to her, taking her hand in his.

"Go ahead," he said.

"About eight weeks after I left I began feeling really sick. One morning I woke up and I threw up, so I opened my medicine cabinet and saw a box of tampons in there when I realized I was very late. So I called Kerry, quit my job, and went to the doctor," she took a deep breath.

"What are you saying Kris?" Junior asked. He was too stunned to think straight.

"Junior, I'm pregnant," she choked.

Junior stared at her with big eyes. What the crap! Why didn't she tell me? Is it mine?

"I know what you're thinking Junior. And I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I was afraid you would reject the baby and me, and think I was only after you for your money. And I didn't want that to happen. So I was just going to come home after I had the baby and hope you would see that taking your money was the last thing I wanted. I'm so sorry," she cried letting her head fall into her hands.

"Kris, shh, it's okay," he soothed. He hated to see her so upset, no matter how upset he was about it, "It's mine right?"

"Oh course Junior!" she cried harder, "you're the only person I've ever slept with. And that night before I left, it was amazing. I'm not surprised that I got pregnant," she said with a sly smile, "You're not mad at me?"

"Well, I'm a little hurt that you didn't tell me. But I understand why. Kris, I want to be there for you, and for the baby. Let's go home. We can get an apartment there and raise the baby."

"Junior, I don't want to go back. Not pregnant atleast. I just want to have the baby here, and then go home. Can't you let me do that?" she asked looking him in the eyes.

Junior thought for a minute, "Only on one condition," he smiled.

"What's the condition?" she asked.

"Let me stay with you," he said.

"Of course," she smiled leaning towards him. Junior smirked and leaned forward slowly and let his lips touch hers very softly, but it was full of meaning.

Kris felt the familiar electric shock run through her, feeling at home for the first time in fifteen weeks.

"So, do you know if it's a boy or girl yet?" Junior asked her that night as they lay in the bed together, Junior holding her securely.

"Not yet. I'm hoping to find out at the next appointment," she replied.

"Which is when?" he asked.

"In about three weeks."

Junior had called everyone and told him that he was planning on staying with Kris, though he didn't tell them that she was pregnant. "This may sound weird, but I'm happy you're pregnant. Now I feel like I have a bond with you. I mean, I did before, because I love you. But now I feel like the bond has grown stronger."

"I know what you mean, Junior," Kris sighed, "I just wonder what would have happened between us if I hadn't gotten pregnant."

"Maybe that was God's way of keeping us together."

"That is a logical reason. I love you Junior, you know that right?" she asked looking up at him.

"Oh course, babe, I love you too. More than you could imagine," he kissed her forhead. "And if you ever need anything, and I mean anything at all, I will be here for you. One hundred percent all the way. And after the kid is born I will support both of you. You won't ever have to do this alone, Kris. That's a promise," he said to her. She smiled up at him and they shared a sweet kiss.

Kris feel asleep after listening to the thuding of Junior's heart, knowing that it was beating for her.

A/N-Okay, so I know that last line is really cheesy!!! I hope you enjoyed!!!

Love Love Love,

Lorra