It was nearly two in the morning when Leslie and Jules stumbled back into the apartment. Leslie had driven Jules, who was wasted, but only mildly so (Wendy made Jules drink three cups of black coffee before leaving the party). Leslie was exhausted and just wanted to sleep, but Jules, on the other hand, was still wide awake because of the coffee and begged Les to stay up with her. Leslie had little choice. They sat on the couch playing cards for awhile. Leslie struggled to keep her eyes open and her mind silent. Neither was working too well.

"Do you think anyone will be hungover too much tomorrow?" asked Jules. Leslie shook her head.

"Not really." Leslie laid a three-of-a-kind of nines on the table. Jules hurled a two-pair on the table and leaned back in her seat. "Jules, can I tell you something? Can you promise not to talk about it until I tell everyone else first?"

Jules nodded. "By dawn, I'll barely be able to remember the party at all, let alone any secrets anyone tells me. Shoot," she said. Leslie played with her fingers a moment, trying to find the words. "Les, hon, are you seeing someone?" Jules asked. "Or did you get fired?"

Leslie shook her head. "I'm having a baby." Jules shot up so quickly her head roared. But this news was so much more painful to hear. Of anybody, Jules was most likely to get knocked up. But Jules had been striving to stay away from men too.

"Les, are you sure?"

Leslie nodded her head. "Yeah. It's confirmed and everything. It's coming next July, my doctor says." Jules shifted to Leslie's side and wrapped an arm around her.

"Is it Kevin's?"

"No."

"Alec's baby, then?" Jules inquired.

"No."

"Then who's is it?!" Jules half-asked, half-screamed.

"I don't know," Leslie said weakly. "It could be either of them! You need to SWEAR neither Alec nor Kevin find out until I tell them myself, okay?" Jules looked like she was staring down an oncoming pickup truck. "JULES?"

"Les…?"

"What?"

"I need to ralph…" Jules shot up and headed for the bathroom and shut the door. Leslie got up and groaned. She trusted that Jules would fall asleep and wake up thinking nothing had ever happened. Leslie walked into the bedroom and stripped naked to put on her oversized nightshirt. Before she could put on the shirt, she studied her body. Not much swelling around the belly was visual yet, but she did already notice her thighs and breasts were beginning to increase in size. Great, she was becoming a fatso. It reminded her of an old taunting rhyme her "perfect" sister Nina would recite, pointing at her. Fatty, fatty two by four, can't get through the kitchen door…Leslie cringed and quickly shoved on the shirt and flipped off the lights, getting into bed and struggling to fall asleep before Jules came out of the bathroom.

The next day, Kirbo was surprisingly promoted at his bank clerk's job. To celebrate, Jules took everyone out for a drive around the country in her Cadillac with the removable hood. It wasn't as glamorous as her jeep, but it was still a blast riding around in. Kevin and Wendy sat with Jules in the front. Kirbo, Leslie, and Alec sat in back. Leslie tried to make it look like nothing was wrong with her. Last night she couldn't pull off any acting, but today she even tried to strike up conversations. Jules hadn't forgotten Leslie's pregnancy situation, but Jules also didn't forget to keep mum about it. Leslie was glad she could count on Jules.

Meanwhile, Alec seemed to be stone cold and almost detached this afternoon. Kevin was acting semi-normal, puffing away at cigarettes like a chimney. But something about Kevin was also off. Maybe Leslie was just paranoid, but maybe Alec and Kevin DID know something. But how could they, unless Jules ratted her out behind her back? She couldn't have, Leslie had been around Jules all day.

"Alec, did you have fun last night?" asked Leslie, trying for the umpteenth time to start up a conversation with him. Kevin turned around and looked at Alec, expecting an answer. Alec just shrugged and avoided eye contact again. "Alec…what's wrong? Please tell me," Leslie pleaded, gripping her stomach. Could someone have contractions after only two months?

"When did you plan on telling me to my face?" Alec muttered. Leslie could barely hear.

"What?" she asked.

"Did you intend on hiding it from me, thinking I wouldn't notice?" Alec said, louder. Leslie felt like blowing chunks. He knew. Alec knew.

"Notice what?" Leslie asked, trying to play dumb.

"Notice WHAT?" Alec began losing his temper. "Jules, stop the car!" Jules turned around.

"What's going on?"

"STOP THE DAMN CAR!" Alec demanded. Jules pulled over and turned off the engine. Alec gave Leslie a look of death. "I heard you crying on Wendy's porch last night! So, you're having Kevin's baby! What a goddamn surprise!" Alec snapped. Leslie bit her lip. Busted. She was out. Wendy's and Kirbo's jaws dropped.

"Alec, listen to me! I just found out yesterday! And it's not—"

"You knew I'd get pissed off, right? So, you find Kevin's your good luck charm during Russian roulette, eh? You don't mind carrying HIS goddamn bullet around!"

Kevin remained dormant. Kirbo stared helplessly at Kevin, still confused.

"ALEC, SHUT UP!!!!" Leslie suddenly screamed. Leslie suddenly jumped out of the car. "It's not Kevin's baby!"

Kevin's shoulders dropped. "It's not?" he asked weakly. Leslie sighed at him.

"It could be yours, Kevin. Then again…" Leslie returned her gaze to Alec's. "…then again, it could be yours too, Alec. I have no way of knowing. But then again, you lose either way, don't you, Alec? If it's yours, you've knocked up an ex-girlfriend and lose your reputation. If it isn't yours, your girlfriend is pregnant after a one-night stand with your best friend and you lose your reputation! You are SUCH a shit head!!" Leslie took off down the street.

"Les, darling!" called Wendy.

"Leslie, come back!" begged Kirbo. Leslie kept running. Kevin frowned at Alec.

"You know, you really do think about yourself and your reputation before Leslie and hers. No wonder she didn't want to marry you," Kevin said, climbing out of the car, running in the same direction. Everyone was now staring at Alec. Alec looked at everyone else. He felt exactly the same feeling he had when everyone was staring him down after he threw down Kevin at Mr. Kim's house party. Ashamed and guilty.

"You suck!" said Kirbo. He turned to Jules. "C'mon, Jules. Let's go home. Kevin and Les will be alright." Jules nodded and drove the remained of the group back into town. Not a word was spoken.

Leslie was embarrassed. Alec was giving her the cold shoulder. Everyone knew she was pregnant with a fatherless baby. She wanted to walk back into town all by herself. She needed to clear her head. She needed to be alone.

"LESLIE!!!"

Shit.

"LES!!!"

Leslie turned around to find Kevin bolting at her full-speed. She sighed and stopped to let him catch up. Once he did, Leslie realized how tired she was by looking at Kevin's heavy panting. She sat down on the curb, followed by Kevin.

"How did he find out?" Leslie asked softly.

"He overheard you thinking out loud on Wendy's porch, then he told me," Kevin informed. Leslie sniffed away a few tears.

"I wish this wasn't happening. I'm so unprepared!" Leslie said. Kevin put an arm around Leslie's shoulder, but she shoved it off. "I don't want anyone touching me right now, especially you!"

Kevin nodded, understanding. "Alec is such a jerk. He's just as shocked as I am. I don't know what he will do, but I will promise you right here and now that I will stand by you whenever you need me," Kevin vowed.

Leslie nodded and whimpered a moment. "I wish Alec would say the same thing."

"You know Alec just as well as I do. He's stubborn and worried a bit conceited, but he'll come around."

Leslie looked at the pavement sitting in front of her. She looked up at Kevin. "Do you think I should abort it? I don't think it's too late…"

Kevin shook his head. "Like hell you're aborting it. I'm not letting you be that desperate. Abortions are for teenage prostitutes who don't want to lose their jobs. You're a fully grown woman, you have a job with enough money to take care for yourself and anyone else who comes along…that is, if you even want to take care of it."

"Do you think I should I give it up for adoption? Maybe I don't even WANT to know which one of you it belongs too!"

Kevin nodded and threw his cigarette butt on the ground and stomped on it. "It's your choice. It may be unknown whether the dad is me or Alec, but one thing's for sure. You're his or her mother, and therefore, as much as we know you could have had an immaculate conception there…so whatever decisions you make are yours, Les," Kevin told her. Leslie nodded. "Until we know for sure, you are his/her only parent and everything is up to you."

"I just want Alec to be around too in case it turns out he's the father!" Leslie said.

"I'll talk some sense into him, okay?"

Leslie smiled weakly and nodded. "Thanks."

"Now, let's get you home, it's fucking cold out here…" Kevin helped Leslie to her feet and walked down to a nearby pay phone, then called a cab from there.

Once Leslie was safe back in hers' and Jules' apartment, Kevin had some things to straighten out with Alec…