Thank you all for the wonderful response. Believe me when I say this I was really glad when I opened my email and saw the response. Anyways here is the second chapter. And if you were wondering I did some complicated calculations and figured out their ages. Tess should be 24 and Jason should be 28. And I think the time-line should be roughly 2016 if my addition is right. Anyways enjoy! :)

Dont own CR.

It wasn't as if they had been drunk or anything that night; both of them had been perfectly sober. They had come home after a party thrown by their record label, and she had invited him in. Because that's what anyone would have done with a close friend, right? And Jason was one of the closest friends Tess had.

Neither of them was feeling sleepy, so they decided to watch videos of themselves singing. It was a fun tradition which they usually followed on Saturday nights. They even had popcorn to throw at themselves on the screen when they felt that they were getting too cheesy. They threw popcorn at each other too, just for the fun of it.

However, throwing popcorn was not supposed to lead to a sexually charged moment. But it did. And it was then that caution had been thrown to the wind. It all began with him dusting some popcorn off her shoulder. Then she plucked some popcorn out of his hair. His fingertips grazed her jaw line, sending a slight shiver down her spine. She brushed his cheek gently. Tess felt light and happy as she looked into Jason's eyes. They were comforting brown eyes, ones that enveloped you in their warmth.

There were only a few inches separating them. They both tentatively moved forward, closing the distance between them. And then they were kissing. Tess remembered drawing him closer and entangling her fingers in his silky hair. She blushed as she remembered how they somehow managed to stumble onto the bed, despite bumping onto a few things along the way.

There had been that one moment of hesitancy between them. On the bed he had drawn back suddenly, his brown eyes worriedly gazing at her. She gazed back at him, her blue eyes unusually contemplative, before pulling him back to her. She had made her decision, and she had no regrets. To her it had been worth it. She also knew that he had no regrets either, but she wondered whether he would have any, when she told him about the baby. If she told him about the baby. She wasn't even sure where they stood with their relationship because he had left for a tour the next day.

She remembered the first time she met him; she had bumped into him, literally, at an event. She had been knocked flat on her back from the impact. Jason had been horrified and had insisted on dropping her at her house, apologizing profusely all the way home. She had been annoyed at first but his sweetness had eventually won her over. And from that day on they had become friends. Now they were friends who didn't know where they stood. Or maybe not even friends anymore.

She sighed. She needed to clear her head. A smoke would have helped immensely, but not with a baby on the way. The cab dropped her off at home, and after paying the driver she got out. Each step she took now reminded her of the fact that she was carrying another person inside her, a person she needed to nurture. She was going to undergo the biggest test of her entire life, taking care of another human being. And Tess felt she was not all prepared because it wasn't like anyone had ever nurtured or taken care of her. Well, except maybe Jason. She unlocked the door and shut it behind her. There were going to be drastic changes.

She walked to the couch and lay down on it gingerly, kicking off her shoes. No more strenuous hours at work, no more social drinking, and the cigarettes she smoked whenever she got stressed would have to go. She would need make her spare bedroom into a nursery, hire a nanny, and learn how to change a diaper. The list was endless. She covered her eyes with her hands and rubbed them. She was going to go mad if she didn't get someone to help her soon. As much as she hated admitting it she was going to need help. A lot of it.

She fell asleep thinking about everything, exhausted by everything that had happened. When she woke up it was ten o'clock at night and her stomach was noisily reminding her that it was hungry. Her eyes flew open as she checked the time on her watch. She realized that she had not looked over the pamphlets from the doctor, so she wasn't even sure what she was allowed to eat, drink or do. First she needed to eat; then she could figure out the rest.

She made her way to the kitchen deciding that it was time she put her long unused cooking skills to the test. After half an hour or so, she stared at the resulting concoction in the pot. It turned out her cooking skills were not bad, she had managed to cook some pasta fairly well. She served herself and took a big spoon of it before blanching in disgust. Being a great cook, she had forgotten the most fundamental item, salt. She took the salt shaker and shook some over the pasta. She was much too hungry to care, but in her head she made another addition to the list. Get a cook.

After finishing dinner, she put everything in the sink. The, feeling slightly guilty about not having anything healthy, she grabbed a banana. While pealing the fruit, she heard her phone ring and walked out of the kitchen to pick it up, but her phone had decided to hide itself. After a lengthy search she found it, but it had already stopped ringing. Tess was about to throw it back on the couch in disgust when she noticed the number. It was Jason. The call had already gone to voice-mail.

This was the first call she had from him ever since that night. All through the tour he had sent her texts because calling her was not an option with the various time zones he kept jumping. They had not talked about it and had carefully skirted the issue anytime the barest hint of it came and kept their conversations impersonal and polite. And Tess had preferred it that way. Also it wasn't exactly the type of thing you could discuss on text messages.

She looked at the phone with foreboding. She was excited to hear his voice and at the same time a part of her did not want to know the message. What if he had decided that he did not want to be her friend anymore? What if his opinion of her had changed? Most of all what if he decided over the course of all their text messages that he hated her and wanted to tell her that over the phone? Okay maybe the last thought was a little too melodramatic because Jason did not hate people easily. But all the same Tess wondered.

"Hey, Tess. I guess you must be busy right now. Anyways I'll leave you a message…So how have you been? Ummm…we never talked after that night though we text-ed each other and I had to leave…Maybe we can talk the day after tomorrow. My tour finishes tomorrow. I have some important news to tell you. You don't need to call back. See you on Wednesday. Ummm…bye…Nate, how do you-"

The voice mail ended and Tess stared at her phone with a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. What news did Jason have to tell her? And more importantly, how would it affect their relationship or friendship - whatever the heck it was called at the moment? Only Jason could tell her, and he wasn't going to be here for another two days.

Tess sighed as she plopped down on an armchair and switched on the TV. She stared at the moving figures on the screen hardly paying any attention to them. Her mind was filled with a jumble of thoughts. Her list of problems was drastically increasing and there was nothing she could do about it.

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