A.N: Finally back and BOY did I have a lot to do this week. I mean I still have TONS to do but it was way hectic. Between family time, audition rehersals (yes, I reherse for auditions), wedding stuff, and ME DECIDING AT LAST MINUTE TO RUN FOR STUDENT COUNSEL I'm loaded. Sadly for all my lovely readers this means that TSBH is put somewhat on the backburner but, never fear, I'm not giving up on our poor Lilly (I really am cruel to her, aren't I?) and our hot but sickly Oli-Pop. Oh and who liked the twist with Jake Ryan? I mean, even I didn't know she was going to end up there because that's not where she was going in the first place! But our dorky Sarah got ditched for a superstar. Such is life. ENJOY! (Please...)

The words tumbled out of her mouth as if they had been waiting to be spilled for months, who knows, maybe they had. All Lilly knew was that she was suddenly spilling her guts to a millionaire television star who fought Zombies to get to the top, repeatedly broke her kinda-Best Friend's heart and had the nerve to ask for her back; an offer which Miley eagerly accepted. Jake and Lilly had never ever been close but, it suddenly occurred to both of them, they had never really been given the chance. Any time they were around each other Miley and/or Oliver was standing nearby, A.K.A. looming over their shoulders and breathing down their necks. What did they expect them to do; run off to Paris and elope?

By the time Lilly was finished Jake's eyes had shifted over almost every part of her body and were now at her stomach. She shifted uncomfortably under his gaze, feeling much like a slide under a microscope. Jake seemed to catch her drift and his sparkling eyes shot quickly back up to her own.

"So what are you going to do about it?" He asked finally, after a few moments of well needed silence. Lilly sighed a sigh of relief that he didn't ask "you're pregnant?" like every other person she had told. Not that she had told very many but the question still annoyed her.

"Well, in terms of the baby, I'm keeping it. In terms of the situation...I have no clue." admitted Lilly while running her fingers over the smooth, finished surface of the side table. Jake didn't speak but his hand, which had somehow made his way into hers, had shifted ever so slightly so he could rub the top of Lilly's with his thumb. When given the chance, Jake was a pretty intelligent guy. She squeezed his hand to say "thanks" and started to pull away. Lilly had intruded on his presence long enough and it was time to leave. Her actions seemed to spark him to life and be practically jumped out of his chair.

"Where are you going?"

"I dunno", she answered truthfully and stood up from the couch. Already her sore back was missing the firm but unbelievably comfortable recliner.

"Well, where are you going to stay?" Jake asked quickly.

"I dunno", Lilly repeated and began walking towards the door. Jake fell in step behind her and continued with his questions.

"What will you do for food and supplies?"

"I dunno, Jake."

"Why do you keep saying 'I dunno'?" Lilly spun around and was met with his chin. She looked up and met his eyes with a kind but firm gaze.

"Because I. Do. Not. Know the answer to these questions!"

"Well", Jake stuttered, recovering from her approach; being approached in such a determined way wasn't something he was used to. "You could stay here. W-W-With me."

"Ummm", the response from Jake shocked Lilly but her own response shocked her more. Did that "ummm" mean that she was actually considering his offer? "But I don't have any clothes!" She complained, more trying to talk herself out of it then actually get him to consider taking back the offer.

"Um, Jake Ryan", Jake opened his eyes wide and gestured to himself in a sort of "hello, duh" way. "I think I'm capable of getting you some threads."

"B-But you don't have room. I don't want to impose." Oh yes she did! She just didn't want to be so obvious about it.

"That's no biggie. I have two master bedrooms and three guest bedrooms. You can have the other master." Okay, so maybe this wasn't such a "humble home" after all. More like a step down from what he was used to but a whole flight of stairs up from what she was used to.

"Well..." Lilly's eyes focused on a bit of wall over Jake's left shoulder.

"C'mon", Jake almost whined and Lilly did everything in her power to stop the smile from crawling up to her lips. "Besides, Miley would kill me if she knew I left her best friend who was with child out on my doorstep." This time Lilly did smile; in fact, Lilly laughed.

"Oh alright, twist my arm, why don't cha?" Lilly laughed sarcastically and Jake immediately faked being stuck-up,

"No way! Too much work for a celebrity like me." They both laughed lightheartedly; something that neither of them had done in quite a while. Little did Lilly Truscott know but Jake had invited her to stay at his house more for his benefit then hers. He was lonely these days and Miley had been so sucked up into Hannah's world lately that she'd transformed into a completely different person then who he'd fallen in love with. Oh course Lilly had seen the papers, web-pages, and tabloids that said Hannah was drinking, smoking, fucking, and everything under the sun but she didn't really know weather or not to believe them.

Three hours later Lilly was stocked with clothes more stylish then she had ever owned and there was a whole closet's worth getting sent to Malibu via Paris snail mail (A.K.A. Packages on a Plane). She was wrapped up in a silky green and blue patterned nightgown with a low cut neckline and hot spaghetti straps. Jake had picked it out and Lilly loved it. The garment clung to her figure and Lilly decided to flaunt it before she got all fat and pregnant looking. Seriously, if she didn't know Jake and how he was Lilly could have mistaken him for a gay stylist; he was that good.

While Lilly was googling the web for how to cope with teenage pregnancy a soft knock came from the other side of the door. She laughed silently for a moment in amusement before answering,

"Come in!" The blond teenager walked in and closed the door behind him before collapsing on her bed.

"Ya know, I could just come in whenever I want. This is my house." He chuckled and looked at Lilly who smiled.

"Yeah...but I bet I could still pin you down!" This was a fact that was most likely true. Jake had gotten taller but he was still kind of lanky for not having to do anything by himself. Life was good for Lesley Jake Ryan. Oh yeah, Lilly knew about his real name. Jake had told her a long time ago when they had their first and, what they thought was, their last heart-to-heart. The whole thing was only brought up by a long day, a bomb party that Miley made them go to, a drink well-needed, and a need for someone to talk to. Afterwards Lilly and Jake rarely even talked so just talking casually with him in his house was kind of weird for her. And him too.

"Then remind me never to piss you off." Jake laughed and ran his fingers through his still short hair; it looked a lot longer then usual though because it wasn't full of gel.

"Oh, trust me, I will." She stuck her tongue out at him and turned back to the glowing computer screen. At first the room was silent but before long Lilly heard the creak of the bed as Jake stood up and his soft footfalls towards her. He leaned down and put his face right over her shoulder which made her shiver. Jake smelled like a combination of baby lotion and cologne and it was intoxicating. Just as Lilly was contemplating moving just a little closer to him he spoke,

"Whatcha looking at?" Jake's voice sounded a little rough and different from what he usually sounded like.

"J-Just some pregnancy websites." Lilly sputtered out and grimaced as she remembered how close she had come to being unfaithful to Oliver in that moment.

"Ah", was all Jake said before falling silent once again. They had entered the awkward stage. Both Lilly and Jake knew that this time would come when they would get slightly aroused at each other. After all, Jake was pretty hot and Lilly was not only naturally sexy but she was pregnant, glowing, and in quite a sexy night dress. A few moments later Jake left the room and Lilly began to cry. She was so confused. Maybe her mother was right; was it really impossible to feel love at her age? Was Oliver just a passing attraction? No, Lilly, you love him. Stupid girl! Lilly mentally scolded herself. She was carrying Oliver's child wasn't she? Not Jake's and not anyone else's. Just Oliver and hers.

Lilly lifted a hand to her stomach and just rubbed it fondly. She suddenly found herself wanting to throw up at her arousal. She felt dirty. She needed a hot bath. Lilly lifted herself out of the chair and grabbed a fluffy pink robe out of the closet and a matching towel. She walked into the giant bathroom and immediately turned on the tap to start filling the large porcelain tub. Water spilled out from the solid gold tap and she quickly undressed and stepped in. Lilly didn't even take the time to look at herself in the mirror before covering herself in lather. She hoped that she could wash off the filthy feeling. Being a logical person she knew that it was impossible to actually wash off a feeling but she was sure going to give it a fucking try.

There was a small bathtub radio that Lilly turned on once she felt a bit better. The song that rang through was a song that she didn't know but it soothed her so she kept it.

"...But her friend is no where to be seen

Now she walks through her sunken dream

to the seat with the clearest view

and she's hooked to the silver screen."

Lilly let her eyes droop slightly and she slid a little further under the bubbles. The tightness in her shoulders relaxed and the jets of the tub sparked up making her even more at ease. The pain in her shoulders was ebbing away but it did nothing for the pain in her heart. Lilly decided to try and block that thought out and concentrated on the song.

But the film is a saddening bore

For she's lived it ten times or more.

She could spit in the eye of fools

As they ask her to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance halls

Oh no! look at those cavemen go.

It's the freakiest show!

Take a look at the lawman

Beating up the wrong guy.

Oh! I wonder if he'll ever know

That he's the best selling show.

Is there life on Mars?

This was the single most sad and most random song Lilly had ever heard and she hung on to every word sung by the man. The song was obviously from the seventies or eighties by the style but this guy's voice was unlike any other that she'd ever heard. It was higher but very obviously manly. It had that whining tone to it but, for him, it worked. Beautiful, was the only word Lilly was able to come up with before her eyes drooped again, this time they closed completely. Her breathing slowed and Lilly's body slid further under the water. Still asleep, Lilly submerged completely under the bubbles. No air. No nothing. but the words still rung in her water logged dreams,

"Is there life on Mars?"

A.N. DON'T KILL ME! It's not over yet...