Hallo world! Back again! This is going to be a rather mushy chapter, so for those of you that have been saddened in the past you might want to grab a tissue... or two!

Stuart stood, looking at Noodle's changed body. Her noticeably larger breasts and even more noticeable belly. Noodle bit her lower lip, watching as the older man examined her. Each minute passing more nerve-wracking. What was he going to say? She could only imagine how the others were going to react if he chose to tell them. "Stuart.. it's not your baby," she said, barely a whisper. He looked up at her, his head falling. Noodle stop chewing on her lip and walked over to him, looking up at his tear streaked face. How long had he been crying? "Stuart... please just talk to me... I can explain.." she said. He closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath. Stuart reached up, wiping away the tears from his face and nodding. Noodle sighed in relief. She watched as he repositioned himself on the bed, patting the space next to him. She happily accepted, sitting next to him. "It's kind of a long story Stu," she said, looking down at the hardwood flooring. "It's fine," he replied huskily," I've got the time."

Noodle sighed. It had taken her at least two hours to recollect him everything he needed to know. The drugs, the drinking, Kamron, the abuse, the baby, and why she had hidden it for so long. Stuart hadn't gotten angry or even so much as interrupted her. There had been a few times he stopped her to question things, but for the most part he had been understanding. Not of what choices had been made, but of why she had left Kamron and hid the pregnancy. He was relieved to find she wasn't lying and hadn't actually been carrying his child secretly. It took way more reassuring than she thought it would to get him to succumb to the truth. "That's everything," she said, ending the story. Stuart sighed, looking at his hands. Even though the outcome of the truth hadn't been what he had expected.. it was still a rather nasty one to tell. One she hadn't planned on telling.

Six and a Half Months Pregnant

Noodle stared at her plate in the cafe. A half eaten orange, smears of eggs, and an untouched piece of toast lay in front of her. It had been hard trying to find something to eat after she found out she had gestational diabetes. Stuart had been the one to point out her weight loss and fatigue. She would have just put it off if he hadn't constantly been nagging her about it. Then again, everybody in the band had been constantly nagging her about making sure she was in top health. Murdoc had taken it the hardest. Russel had been relieved she hadn't been doing drugs or been a slapper. Stuart.. was still taking it pretty hard. Though he had been better about it lately. Still, the thought of giving birth to this child knocked the breath out of her. Even thinking about it at this point brought her to near tears. It had gotten harder the further along she came. Knowing that she was becoming attached to something she hadn't wanted in the first place. Something that she had to constantly remind her of Kamron.

Kamron. He had been something she thought about constantly. Memories of him. Good and bad. Like the day he had taken her to the beach and surprised her with a dinner that night. Or the time he had held her all night after a nasty fight with Murdoc. He made sure to keep rocking her, even long after the tears had dried up. Even the time he had printed off photos of them and placed them in random places around her room. Despite the abusive arse he became in the end, Kamron hadn't always been bad to her. It was why she was having such a hard time letting go of the memories they had made together. Whether they had been just between them or not. Every night she had lay on his couch while he fiddled around with his old acoustic and sang her silly songs replayed in her mind. Something about them always brought comfort to her in a fucked up way. She had spent the last two weeks laying awake at night, looking out at the sky. Watching stars on an old blanket had been something he loved to do with her.

Noodle sighed, looking over at the window. She swallowed a lump in her throat, placing her head in her hand. It was going to be hard for her to not cry. She wanted so badly to just be able to tell Kamron goodbye. Just one last time. Maybe then she could come to a closure with what had happened. Maybe then this child wouldn't be such a hard thing to come to terms with raising. Raising something that looked like him. Just like Kamron. Noodle still hadn't wanted to find out what she was having. It was driving the boys nuts when they were trying to prepare a nursery for her baby. She closed her eyes, biting her bottom lip. The tears flowed from her tightly shut lids. She had tried so hard to not, but it had become too much. How could she do this alone? There was no way she would be fit to raise a child when she was this emotionally unstable. Somebody cleared their throat next to her and she looked over, quickly wiping her tears away. A young waitress looked at her, a saddened expression barely hidden. "Here's the bill," she sheepishly said, sliding it on the table. Noodle nodded, pulling out money. She could see the waitress staring intently at her protruding belly.

"How far along are you?" she asked, taking the cash. Noodle sighed," six and a half months." The waitress paused for a moment, before sliding into the booth and taking one of Noodle's hands in her's. Noodle looked up at her, eyes shaking. Tears poured out, as she began to loudly sob.

A young boy entered the tiny flat, setting down a box. "Last one," he said as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Thank you very much," Noodle replied with a smile. He nodded, exiting down the old cast iron staircase. Getting up and down them would be hell for her. Murdoc grumbled, sitting on a window ledge. Stuart sighed, putting his hands in his trouser pockets. Noodle looked over at them. She crossed her arms, resting them over her rounded belly. "What?" she asked, slightly annoyed. She knew the boys hadn't been exactly happy over her move, but she had promised them it wouldn't be a permanent one. Stuart shook his head, hanging it. Murdoc looked at her through the side of his eye," 's alright I guess. A bit tiny." He mutter a few more words, grumbling to himself. She went to her new bedroom, looking around at the ancient heaters and faded pink wall papering. It wasn't much, but it would be home to her until she could make everything better on herself. Besides, it was closer to the clinic and hospital. That was a plus... right?

The springs squeaked as she sat down. She would definitely have to get her old mattress, or else the remaining time would be hell on her. It was bad enough as is, tossing and turning all through the night. The waitress at the diner had been nice enough to offer her the flat above the store and a job. She wasn't going to complain about the little things. It wasn't big, but it had two rooms, one bathroom, a little living area, and a kitchen. With just her and the baby, it would be good enough. Not like she was living with three boys again. That was something that would be totally foreign to her... being alone. It wasn't something she had had to experience in years. Quite frankly, she didn't want to. It was necessary though to her temporary independence. She could hear Murdoc snarling at Stuart and leave after smacking him quite loudly. Stuart slowly walked to her room, peeking in through the door. She motioned for him to join her on the bed. He sat down, staring at his feet. "It's going to be different, ya know? Not having you around all of the time," his voice sounded weak. Almost as if he couldn't bring himself to talk anymore.

Noodle knew this move would most likely be the hardest on him. He had been sleeping in her room every night since he had found out about her being pregnant. Probably trying to make sure everything was going okay. "Are you going to be okay? I mean... it's just... I'm so used to making sure you eat right and stuff.. I'm just worried about you Noods, is all," Stuart sighed. Noodle nodded. She took his hand in her's. He looked up at her, feeling a bit shocked by the reaction. "Want to stay over tonight?" she offered. He quickly nodded, as if he had been waiting for her to say those words. Noodle grinned, leaning her head onto his shoulder. At least she wouldn't have to spend her night alone.

Stuart tossed the last box into the pile of empty ones. Noodle sat in her chair, looking over at him. He had basically unpacked everything she had. Right down to everything for the nursery. She heard a whistle, and quickly got up. She was craving tea like crazy. Stuart panted, sitting on the window ledge. Noodle quickly poured the hot water into two cups, swirling the tea bags around. She tossed the bags, grabbing a tin of sugar and bringing it to her tiny coffee table. Stuart reached out, quickly fixing the tea to his taste and gulping it down. She giggle, sipping slowly at the warm brew. Noodle sat the cup on her saucer, next to empty boxes of carry in. Stuart walked out to the balcony, lighting a fag. She had banned smoking on the inside of the flat. It was bad for her and the baby. Plus, she didn't want the waitress thinking she was a chain smoker by the time she moved out.

Noodle looked up at the antique light, smiling. She couldn't believe she was finally doing something on her own. She held onto her belly, nausea setting in. It had been a couple of days since she had last vomited, and she wanted to keep it that way. She closed her eyes, fighting the urge until she couldn't take it anymore. The porcelain met her cheeks as she deposited the sick into it. Her head spun and she sat back, body against the cold wall. Stuart came in through the mesh door, shutting it quietly. He walked over to the glowing hallway by the bathroom and peeked in, seeing Noodle. "Love, let's get you to bed," he said, worriedly. Noodle nodded, slowly standing with his help. Stuart flipped the switch, darkening the hall. He helped her to her bedroom, and they both changed into pajamas.

Noodle shut the door as Stuart switched off the bedside lamp. She slowly lowered herself onto the squeaky bed. Her large belly met the comfortable cushion. Stuart pulled the blankets up, scooting closer to her. The warmth of his arms gliding around her met with the bed made her purr in pleasure. It had been a while since she had felt she could actually sleep through the night. Stuart hummed, pulling them close to one another. His chin rested just above her head on the pillow. She held his hand, resting it below her belly. She smiled, feeling herself being lulled into a sleep by his constant humming. Somehow he always knew how to make things better. For the first time in weeks, Noodle slept soundly without Kamron invading her dreams.

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