A/N: hey I guess this is kinda sort but it's better than nothing right?

The first things I saw when I woke up the next morning were Casey's eyes looking at me. They didn't hold the usual rage or annoyance that I prided myself in creating in her. They were filled with something else. Understanding maybe. Or-

"Derek! Time to get up!" My dad's voice interrupted my thoughts. "And don't try to tell me it's Saturday! You know you have to cut the grass!"

"I'll be down in a minute!" I called back without taking my eyes off Casey. "Look Casey about-" I was still worried she would tell my dad.

"I won't say anything." She cut me off, reading my mind. "I won't say a word."

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Forty-five minutes later I was mowing the grass. I usually hated this particular chore, but today I didn't mind so much. I had a lot to think about: Casey, the baby, Kendra. Why had Casey been so kind, what was Kendra planning, and most importantly what was this kid gonna do to my life?

Suddenly I glanced up and saw Kendra standing on the sidewalk outside my house. I almost dropped the mower. After I turned it off, I walked over to her nervously.

"Hey Derek."

"Hey Kendra."

"Um my parents weren't to happy." She spoke as if she had regained some of her strength but I could tell she was uncomfortable. "They say I can't see you anymore and before you say anything I agree with them… too much has happened." I didn't protest. Neither of us had expected this to last forever, even before she got pregnant. Plus she was right about to much having happened. I couldn't look at her the same anymore. "And… they say I have to get rid of it, if I want to continue living in their house."

"What?!? Are you serious? You're not going to-"

"Derek I have nowhere else to go."

"You could stay here." I offered. She just looked at me.

"Derek it's for the best… really." She kissed me on the cheek and walked away and though the words were never spoken it felt like goodbye. As I watched her retreating form I had to admit that it was tempting to just call it a mistake and have it taken care of. But still I couldn't help thinking about the person it would become. Did it really deserve to die just because its parents were stupid and didn't want to own up to their responsibilities?

"What did she say?" I jumped at the concerned voice that came from behind me. I turned to see Casey jogging over to me.

"She broke up with me."

"Oh Derek I'm sorry-"

"Don't be." I cut her off. "We both wanted to end it, but she was the only one with enough guts to do it."

"Oh well-"

"That's not all Case. She says she's gonna 'get rid of it'." If I was expecting another reaction like last nights I was sorely mistaken.

"WHAT?!? No Derek! You can't let her! Don't let her do it! She'll regret it! You'll regret it! GO! Stop her! Stop her! NOW!!!" Casey had completely flipped out. She was screaming and crying and thrashing around like she was insane.

"Casey calm down!" I wrapped my arms around her to try to stop the shaking. "It's ok! She's not doing it today! Calm down!" As she started to relax I began stroking her hair as she cried into my shoulder. How strange that just last night she had been the one comforting me.

"Derek you don't understand." She was whispering now, through her tears. "She'll regret it every day. Every day of her god damn life." As I stood, holding her on the front lawn, I couldn't help but think that she was no longer talking about Kendra and me.