Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana

Important note: I have decided to change how far along Lily is in her pregnancy. She was 3 months, now she is about 5 1/2 months.

Jackson's POV:

As I quietly closed the door to Miley's room I caught a glimpse of Lily. After crying for about three hours she fell asleep on the couch. I had carried her upstairs and laid her down on Miley's bed. She looked so peaceful and beautiful as she lay there. Once I heard the door click close behind me, I made my way back down stairs. I flipped on the TV and settled down on the couch. It wasn't long before I drifted off to sleep.

It couldn't have been more than three hours before that I was asleep when I woke up to the front door being like the distinctive clicking crutches make opened. I didn't bother to open my eyes.

"It is not that hard to use crutches," I heard dad say. Soon after it was followed by a quiet clicking noise.

"Yes it is! Especially in the rain!" I heard Miley say, pretty loudly. I sat up on the couch to see them walking in.

"You have got to be kidding me!" I said as I looked at the cast Miley had. "You had to get crutches and a cast for a broken toe?"

"Thank goodness it's only for a week," Dad said as he threw his keys down on the kitchen counter.

"Why are you even down here?" Miley asked as she leaned on her crutches.

"I must've just... fallen asleep," I told her.

"That's it, I'm going to bed," Dad said as he started heading towards the stairs. " 'night kids,"

"Night daddy," Miley said.

"Alright... I'm gonna go to bed to," Miley said as she began to hobble over to the stairs.

"No... uh.. maybe you should just stay down here tonight..." I said remember Lily was in her room.

"Okay... I may have a broken toe but I can still walk up stairs..." Miley said as she began to walk up the stairs.

"You can't," I said as I stood up from the couch.

"and why not?" she asked me, eyebrows raised.

"Because Lily's up there," I said.

"So..." she said.

"It's been a long night," I said letting out a sigh.

"Okay, what happened here?" Miley asked as she hopped over to the couch and then sat down.

"David came..." I said as I sat down in one of the chairs.

"Oh my God... you mean the daddy..." Miley said as she laid down her crutches on the floor.

"Yup... daddy david," I said, hesitating to tell her the rest.

"and... what happened..." Miley asked.

"He told her he fell in love with someone else and then dumped her," I said as my eyes moved away from Miley's.

"Oh my God... they seemed so... in love. I can't believe it..." Miley said in shock.

"I know..." I said as my voice faded away.

"Okay," I said after a minute of silence, "I'm going to bed,"

" 'night," Miley said as she turned to lay down on the couch.

" 'night," I said as I made my way upstairs.

"Jackson?" I heard as I began walking towards my room. It was Lily.

"Ya?" I asked as I cracked the door to Miley's room open.

"Is Miley home?" she asked.

"Ya," I said as I leaned against the door frame.

"she's on crutches," I added

"For a broken toe?" Lily said laughing.

"ya.. that's what I said," I said smiling.

Lily's POV:

As my eyes met Jackson's I immediately glanced away. My stare fell to the comforter that I was laying under.

"Alright, well, I'm gonna go to bed now I guess," Jackson said as he began to walk away.

"Jackson?" I said as he turned to walk away.

"Ya?" he asked as he turned to see me.

"You know what you said to me... earlier..." I said as I pulled at the string on the comforter. Jackson nodded as he took a few steps into the room.

"Did you really mean them?" I asked as I glanced up at him. I saw Jackson look down at the ground and laugh nervously.

"ya..." he said as his stare met my eyes. I could feel my heart beating faster. "I really did," he gave me a small smile.

" 'night Lily," he said, still smiling as he turned to leave.

"Hey Jackson..." I said.

"ya?" he turned around again to look at me.

"Thanks," I said.

"For what?" he asked as he, once again, took a few steps into the room.

"For letting me know that..." my voice trailed off as I met his eyes, "that there was still hope..."

"Hope for what?" Jackson asked, eyebrows raised. I let out a little nervous giggle.

"The dream," I said simply, " you know... maybe I can have the dream with..." My voice faded as I saw Jackson smile. I smiled back.

"with someone else," I finished. Jackson glanced down at the ground and then looked back up at me. Our eyes met and he smiled.

"Well, whoever you have the dream with, will be one lucky guy," After he said this I could feel my cheeks turning bright red.

"Thanks," I said, still to embarrassed to look him in the eyes. At this point I expected him to turn and walk away. But, he didn't. He leaned up against the door frame and just stood there, looking down at his shoes with a huge smile across his face. I was pulled out of my thoughts when I felt a strong nudge in my stomach. The baby had kicked. My son or daughter had just kicked for the first time.

"Oh my God," I said as I placed my hand on my round stomach.

"What? Are you okay? what's wrong?" Jackson said as he walked into the room.

"Ya, I'm fine," I said smiling, "My baby just kicked,"

"Oh," Jackson said as he took a sigh of relief. I guess he thought I was going into labor or something. Damn, this guy is almost as overprotective as... I felt my smile fade as I thought about him. At this point there was nothing I wanted to do more than call him and tell him that our child just kicked. And then I would listen to him ask me hundreds of questions about the baby and then he would tell me all the "laws of pregnancy" as he would say. As I looked up at Jackson I tried to push the thought of David out of my mind. It was then I felt another tap on the inside of my stomach.

"Come here," I said as I motioned my hands tow as I felt the baby kick again. A smile crept across Jackson's face as he walked closer to the bed. He gently place his hand onto my round belly. I placed my hand on top of his and guided him to the tapping inside my womb.

"Have you thought of a name yet?" Jackson asked, his hand still resting on my stomach.

"No, not yet," I said as I moved my hand away from his. I expected him to pull his hand away once I had moved mine, but he didn't and although it may sound weird, I was happy he didn't.

"David wanted to name him Justine if it was a boy," I said as I looked down at Jackson's hand on my stomach.

"His mom had a still born a while back and the baby's name was gonna be Justine," I said smiling.

"If it was a girl he wanted to name her Abigail," I continued, "That was his grandma's name," Jackson didn't say anything as silence fell across the room.

"You know tomorrow I get to find out the sex," I said breaking the silence.

"Really? You have a doctor down here?" He asked.

"Ya... my mom would never let me come down here without getting a doctor," I said smiling. I felt Jackson pull his hand away from my stomach as he took a seat at the foot of the bed.

"I can come with yo if yo want..." Jackson offered.

"Ya... I'd like that... thanks," I said to him still with a mile wide smile across my face.

"No problem," he said. I didn't say anything as we allowed the silence to take over the room once again. I sunk down further into the sheets as the awkwardness lingered in the air.

"Why did he have to do this to me?" I said quietly. The thoughts of David were becoming to overwhelming to ignore and on top of that, hormones were beginning to kick in.

"David?" Jackson asked, a little surprised at my sudden mood change.

"Ya... he got me pregnant... in three months I'm having his baby, and he just finds someone else," I said. I tried my very hardest to keep the tears that I could feel welding up behind my eyes from falling. But, despite my tries, they fell, hard.

"I loved him..." I said as I looked down at the comforter. I didn't look up but I felt the bed move as Jackson slid over beside me. He gently place his hand on my back.

"And all I keep thinking about is this baby's not gonna have a father..." I said as the tears fell harder. I felt Jackson's hand begin to guide me closer to him. I rested my head on his shoulder as the tears continued falling.

Jackson's POV:

I felt a slight dampness on my shoulder as Lily's tears began to soak through my shirt. I wanted to kill David. I hated him for doing this to her. He was a jackass. As my thoughts continued I could hear Lily's sobs begin to slow down until there were none at all. As I glance down at her I realized that she was asleep. If you asked me why it felt so perfect for her to be lying there, asleep in my arms, I couldn't tell you. All I knew is that I never wanted to let go.

A/N:

Okay, so be honest, what'd you think amazing, horrible, good, bad? tell me please!! Review!! Sorry it took a while to update! I will try to get the next one up sooner!!

&& what do you think Lily's baby should be, GIRL or BOY + what should their name be?

If you have any ides PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE tell me them because I'm running out!

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