Author's Note: ahahhhhhh. jesus ect was intense. PM to talk about it, but here's the next chapter and a warning: things are starting to get more dramatic.

Eli was better in a little over two weeks. He had to keep his arm in a sling so his shoulder would heal right, but other than that he was perfect.

Things went back to semi-normal. I was graduating. KC was moving on to being a senior. Eli, though, had to stay back and repeat his senior year. With all that he's been through this year, everyone understood and no one judged him.

I was starting to feel happy again, and that made me scared. With everything going to so good, something bad was bound to happen. It was how my life went.

I found out my bad news Saturday morning. I was terrified. Beyond terrified. I didnt know what to do or how to tell Eli. I kept it to myself all weekend. I was pretty good at hiding my emotions so Eli didnt really notice I was scared. I didnt know how to handle my bad news.

I walked into school Monday morning, my bad news burning in my mind. KC would know what to do. KC always knew how to help me and this wouldnt be any different.

I found him at his locker. "KC," I said timidly. I didnt know how to break it to KC, either, but I hope that he'd handle it better I would.

"Hey, Jules, what's up?" he asked, putting books in his locker.

"Uhm. Nothing really," I said, shifting from one foot to the other.

He closed his locker. "Is everything okay?"

I shook my head, my filling with tears. "No,"

He put his bookbag down and hugged me. I let out a few loud cries and clung to him like I always did.

"What's wrong? You can tell me,"

I took in a deep breath. "KC, I'm...pregnant,"

He pulled back to look at me. His face was shocked. "Pregnant?" he whispered.

"How do I tell Eli?" I asked.

KC looked sick to his stomach. "How far?"

"Four months,"

"Four months?" he exploded.

"Shh!" I hushed. "There has been so much going on with Eli and me and the trial and everything else that I didnt notice I was missing my period. But yes, four months ago Eli and I had sex, and that was the only time, so I'm guessing it's four months,"

"That means you were pregnant when the Fitz thing happened. When he thew you down. Is the baby okay?"

I shrugged. "I dont know. I wanna go to the doctors, but I dont know how to tell Eli,"

KC reached into his pocket and pulled out his keys. "I dont have the need to go to first period. You up for a trip to the doctors now?"

"Sure," I nodded.

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KC drove me to the doctors. Information after information, paper after paper and I was finally in the room.

They put the sonogram gel on my stomach and a small round blob appeared on screen. My baby.

"That's it?" I whispered. The thing on screen almost seemed like a real baby.

"It would appear you're five months along. You must have counted the months wrong. I can already tell you the gender," the nurse explained.

5 months. I was five months pregnant. I recounted back in my head and realized that it was five months ago that I moved in with Eli and we traded virginities.

"Is it healthy?" I asked.

"Very healthy, actually,"

I sighed in releif. "Good. I went through some physicall trauma about a month ago,"

"A mothers body is built to protect it's baby," she smiled.

"Okay," I sighed again. "Is it a boy or girl?"

"Are you sure you wanna know? Some mothers like to be surprised,"

"I'm sure. Son or daughter?"

"Congratulations, you're having a son,"

Tears welled up in my eyes. "I've always wanted a boy," I choked.

The nurse looked to KC. "And you?"

"Oh...no, I'm not the father. Just a friend," he said, awkwardly.

"Oh, okay," she turned back to me. "Are you planning to keep it?"

"I think so. I still have to tell the father, but...I really want it now," I smiled and patted my stomach.

"That's good. Well, I wish you the best of luck." The nurse smiled.

I hopped off the table and pulled my shirt down. KC and I walked out and I was still trying to process the fact that there was a little baby inside of me. Growing, living, breathing.

"Have any names?" KC asked as we got in his car.

"I was thinking the name Brandon or Alexander,"

He nodded and started the car, pulling out. "By the time we'll get back it'll be sixth period," he said.

"It's been the whole day?"

"We were in the waiting room forever. Are you hungry?" he asked.

I was gonna say no - my hunger was managable and I wasnt starving, but then I thought of my son inside me. Was he hungry? "Yeah, I could eat," I said.

We pulled into a McDonalds and KC ordered me some fries. "So do you just wanna go home, or go back to school for an hour?" he asked.

I ate some of my fries. "I guess just go home. By the time we get there, it'll be time to leave anyway,"

"What about Eli?" he asked.

"I'll text him and let him know you're giving me a ride,"

"Okay,"

"Speaking of Eli, how exactly do I tell him that I'm pregnant?" I asked, really attacking my fries.

"Be up front about it. All blunt. Or nonchalant. Throw it into a random conversation. But if he leaves you - I'll kill him,"

I laughed. "Not nescasarry, but thanks, KC,"

He smiled.

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When I got home, Eli was on the couch, flipping through the channels.

"Hey, where were you all day?" he asked, shutting the TV off.

"Went with KC somewhere. Didnt feel like going to school," I sat down on the couch next to him.

"Well, you should have told me that before we left. I would have been more than glad to skip with you," he said, running his hand along my knee. He went to kiss me, but I pulled back. "Did I do something wrong?" he asked.

I stared deep into Eli's green eyes. Everything we've been through together - I knew I couldnt loose him. We've stayed together through everything else. I could only hope we would stay together through this.

"Julia? You alright?" he asked.

I swallowed and nodded, tears filling my eyes. "Yeah, fine,"

"Okay then," he smirked and went to kiss my neck.

"Eli, stop!"

"What's wrong?" He asked, pulling back and taking his hand away.

I grabbed both of his hands and placed them on my stomach. "Eli, do you know what you're touching?" I whispered.

He quirked his eyebrow. "Uh...your stomach?"

I closed my eyes tight, not wanting to cry. I braced myself for his reaction and spoke. "No. You're touching your son,"

author's note: dun dun dun. CLIFFHANGER! Review for Eli's reaction.