Hi guys! Told ya this next chapter wouldn't take long! I was on a roll, so yeah. Hope you enjoy it!

KittySquyres : Wow, speecheless at the review... First off, I thought the line was quite funny. xD The chapter needed some lightening up so I thought I'd use it. Second, puking is never fun! But, it happens to all of us, haha. Mitchie's morning sickness is going to cause some stress for Mikayla, lol. Third, (yeah, I'm using just as much one two three's as you did! Haha!) They had to come out eventually, so why prospone it any longer, right? Haha, your reply to the newspaper should be up in the next chapter. Thanks for asking everyone to write fan letters. ;) You really are an amazing reviewer! If you have a fan letter just IM me, I can use them any time. I think I still have to change the quotation... Anyway, don't be sorry for the big review! I love them! A BIG thank you for the BIG review! dude, we should totally get an inside joke or something. Haha.

AtUFrEdDiE : If you wanna know who got her pregnant, you should read the previous chapters, it's said in one of them. :)

Jesi Monroe : You don't have to wait long for the next chapter, now do ya? ^^ I checked it out and I'm going to review it tomorrow! I promise! You can kick me if I don't! Haha. Now I'm going to sleep, because it's like almost midnight and I have school tomorrow.

UntilYou'reMine : Who do you think it is? You're sure about the drama, but there's a LOT more to come! I'm glad you were like "aw" because I love when they "aw" about something that I've written! I love you!

thousand lies : Soon enough? ^^

Now, let's go on with the story. How come it looks like I've written a hell of a lot for this chapter and yet, when I post it here, it looks so little? Lol. I threw in a referrance to WOWP. Thought I'd give it a try.

Mikayla's POV

I woke up with a serious headache. The only thing I remember is flying backwards until my back hit the wall, then it went all black. I press my hand against my forehead as I shout out to Mitchie.

"Mitchie? Mitchie!"

I jump up as I hear no response. I run through the house like a crazy fangirl trying to find her, but she's nowhere to be seen. That's when I realised that the guy standing at the porch isn't there anymore. Oh my Gosh, what if he... No, he wouldn't... Would he? I quickly run outside to find some marks on the grass. The marks show a deffinate sign of protest which proves my hunch. He has taken Mitchie again.

Without noticing it, my feet are carrying me to follow the marks. They come to a sudden stop at the street.

"Stupid asphalt." I grumble as I cross it. It's no longer dark outside, but I'm glad there's no paparazzi around. Suddenly, I notice some blood marks on an electric pole at the side of the road. I place my hand on it and by the looks of it, it has to be from Mitchie's hand. I take a deep breath as I walk forward towards a small field. I remember it was our field, back to the days we were shooting Barney. We used to come here all the time.

A feeling inside me makes me walk towards the old house in the middle of the field. All the curtains are closed and the doors are locked. That only makes my feeling stronger and I really have to find a way in. Luckily I remember me and Mitchie used to sneak in through a hidden passage we found a few years ago. I walk to the back of the house and quietly push the first, then the second and then the fourth brick. A small door opens and I walk inside, closing it behind me. Tears jump to my eyes as I hear the prove that my feeling was right.

"No... Please... Go away!"

Mitchie was crying and I couldn't stand it. I run upstairs, grabbing a baseball bat along the way. Luckily it was just laying at the bottom of the stairs. I take a tight grip on it as I push open the door to one of the bedrooms. Dammit, wrong door! I follow Mitchie's cries and after a couple of doors, I finally have the right one.

"Get away from her you son of a bitch!"

I burst in screaming and I hit him on the back of his head with the baseball bat. He's immediatly out cold and I put my hand over my mouth. I hope he's not dead, I don't want that on my consiousness. I shake my head and turn to Mitchie. My heart broke. Seeing her sitting on the bed with her knees drawn up to her chest and her arms keeping her there. She was completely naked.

"He... He... D...Did it... again." She chokes out. I quickly make my way over to the bed and wrap my arms around her slender body as she cries into my shoulder, her own arms still gripped around her legs. That's when I notice her hands are bleeding and that explains the blood on the electric pole at the side of the road. I decide to ask her about that later, right now, she needs me.

"Shh, it's okay, just let it all out." I whisper as I rub her back. I look around the room to see her clothes on the floor. She deffinatly put up a fight because he had to rip her clothes apart. I look further and see a blanket hanging on the closet. I take out my cellphone as I slightly loosen my grip on her. She looks at me with questioning eyes and I sigh.

"We need to call an ambulance. Both for you and for him." I hear her gasping and I continue, "Mitch, he's still a person, he has the right to go to the hospital. I can not leave him here like that after hitting him on the back of the head." I see no movement in her, but I still dial 911. He might be a rapist and a criminal, but I'm not the kind of person that just leaves people behind like that. Well, it's more for me than for him that I call them, but anyway. I walk over to the closet and grab the blanket after I explained everything to the paramedics. I gently lay it over Mitchie's shoulders as I get up again.

"I'm going to get you some clean clothes." I say as I start to walk to the door, but a hand grasps my wrist.

"Don't go." I can hear in her plea that she is so scared and hurt that I can't do anything else but to obey her. I sit back down, throw my arms around my girlfriend and this time, she slides her arms around my waist. I can feel the blood from her hands through my shirt, but I don't care. All I care about is that she's safe now.

"I'm cold."

"I know, that's why I offered to get you some clean clothes. You're sitting here with nothing but a blanket and it is freezing outside."

"Promise me not to leave me."

I pull away just enough so I can look at her face. Tears are still falling from her eyes and I cup her right cheeck, wiping some tears away. "I promise I will never leave you Mitchie. Never."

I give her a tender kiss to seal my promise and she rests her head on my chest. We stay like that until the paramedics arrive. Mitchie protectively wraps the blanket tighter around her body and sits behind me.

"Are you girls alright?" A woman asks us when she walks in. She's about medium hight and has long blonde hair. She looks nice. I nod, but I feel Mitchie shivering against my back. I look at her and I can see in her eyes how scared she is to expose herself to the nurse.

"Sweetie, I'll go with you to the hospital."

A small, genuine smile appears on her face as I hold out my hand for her to take. She gladly accepts it and I pull her up. First, they take away the guy (I have to keep calling him guy, cause Mitchie still didn't tell me his name!) and then we get an ambulance. They allow me to ride with Mitchie. It's almost like they didn't dare to say no, seeing as they were looking at how she was gripping my hand.

I hate hospitals. The doctors made me wait outside while they examined Mitchie. I'm pacing down the hall, because I'm nervous like hell. I'm also on the phone with someone, talking non-stop. Suddenly, I hear Mitchie's voice barging through the walls.

"No!"

The yell made me close my phone immediatly. It's not a small yell, I can tell you that. It sounds angry, like she doesn't agree with the doctor. It isn't too long after that, that a doctor comes up to me.

"I'm dr. Sutherland. I know you from your tour, so you don't have to take your time to introduce yourself. I'm examining Mitchie and ehm... Well, she's a little bit protesting." He says stressing the 'little bit'.

I smirk, "Yeah, let me guess, I'm taking it she doesn't want to be examined as long as I'm not in the room next to her?"

"How'd you know?"

"Because she made me promise not to leave her." I say before walking past him into the examining room. I quickly make my way over to Mitchie and throw my arms around her. She had even refused to let go of the blanket.

"I'm scared." She whispers, her warm breath tickling my shoulder. I pull back and take a hold of her shoulders, forcing her to make eye contact.

"Mitch, listen to me. You don't have to be scared, okay? I'm here with you throughout the whole examination. Everything's over. That guy is caught."

"Jason." I raise my eyebrows at her. "His name was Jason."

"Oh, well Jason is caught." I repeat.

"I see that you have a really great friend." Someone smiles as she walks towards us. It's the same woman that came to the house. "I'm mrs. Jones. I'll be your nurse. Can you drop the blanket now, so we can examine you?"

Mitchie looks at me again and fear overpowers the emotions in her eyes. I run my hands up and down her arms as I say, "Trust them. Take off the blanket and let them help you."

I take a hold of the blanket and slowly slide it off her shoulders. I pull it off completely as I notice she didn't make any attempt to stop me.

I held onto her hand through the whole examination and now we're both laying on her hospital bed. She has to stay overnight and the doctors allowed me to stay with her. They didn't have a choice, I would've kicked their ass if they didn't. She's wearing a hospital gown and she still looks beautiful. Suddenly, there's a cold air in my arms as Mitchie jumps to the bathroom of the hospital room. Once again, leaning over the toilet. I quickly react by jumping up and taking a hold of her hair again to prevent her from puking on it.

"Well, seeing as your still nauseous, I'm pretty sure the baby's fine."

She cleans her mouth and I let go of her hair before I go to get a glass of water as she speaks, "I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing."

She leans her back against the wall and I crouch next to her, handing her the water. "I think it's a good thing. Even though it's not conceived on the best way, it's still your baby and you'll still love it."

"Are you saying that I should keep it?" Mitchie's eyes are focused on me, but I'm avoiding her eyes. She drinks the water and then puts the glass out of the way.

"I'm saying that I support whatever decision you make. You will make a great mother."

"You will make a great mother too. I'm keeping it."

I look up to her and I'm surprised that fear isn't the emotion overpowring her eyes. It's love. I smile as I hug her tightly and let myself be happy for the first time that day. She pulls back a little and takes my hand. She smiles at me as she places it on her stomach and lays her own hand above mine. I copy her smile as I lift her chin up with my other hand and I attach my lips to hers. I'm slightly surprised as I feel her tongue tracing my bottom lip, asking desperatly for entrance. I never imagined making out in a hospital bathroom, but hey, as long as I'm with Mitchie, I'm up for anything. A moan escapes my lips as she licks the roof of my mouth. Then someone clears their throat. We jump up as Mitche gasps,

"Mom!"

"Sorry to interrupt, but I got a call saying my daughter needed some clothes." She grins, obviously amused in the way she found us. We walk back to the bed as Mitchie gatefully accepts her clothes from her mother. Then she turns to me and raises her eyebrows.

"Yeah, I kinda called her when the doctors made me wait in the hall." I say, hoping she's not mad for telling her mother. Instead, she just pecks me on the lips and pulls me in a hug.

"Thank you, you're always taking care of me."

"And we'll take care of your baby." I smile. "Together." I can sense that her smile widens as she hears those words and her grip on me tightens.

"I love you, Mikayla Gomez."

"And I love you, Mitchie Torres." I smile as I suddenly change my mood and say in an evil voice. "More than you will ever know."

"Why did you say it like that?" Mitchie asks, pulling away as she bursts into laughter.

"I don't know, I thought I'd try to say it like that one episode of Wizards Of Waverly Place." I say as I join in on the laughter, her mother completely oblivous because she doesn't watch the show.

"Oh, right! Selena Gomez is so wonderful as she plays Alex! She's the best actress ever!" Mitchie replies as she sits next to me on the bed.

"Yeah, she's quite hot too." I grin as I look at my girlfriend.

"Almost as hot as you." She grins back before claiming my lips, sticking her tongue inside my mouth almost instantly.

"Sure, I'm just a mother standing in the room while my daughter is shoving her tongue down her girlfriends throat." Mrs. Torres says sarcatically.

We pull away as we blush slightly at the awkwardness, but then all three of us burst into laughter. The mood was interrupted rudly as the door swings open.

"Jason." Me and Mitchie gasp in unison.

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