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Joy's POV

Three words: Parent Visitation Day. The day I'd been dreading since I found out I was pregnant. And that day was today. I didn't want to lie to my parents about it, but I was so afraid of how they would react when I told them. Most importantly, I feared for Danny's life. My dad was going to murder him when he found out about this.

I sighed as I got out of bed that morning, knowing they would be here in a matter of hours, maybe even minutes. I was getting dressed in my uniform when someone knocked on the door: Daniel.

"Hang on a sec," I called out, finishing buttoning my shirt and tying my tie. I opened the door to see Danny and two more people: his parents. Daniel had this really big and obviously fake smile plastered across his face. He hadn't told them yet, I could tell.

"So you're the one who stole my little boy's heart?" Danny's mother asked me, "She's a looker, Danny," she said nudging him. Daniel blushed and tugged on his shirt collar awkwardly. He looked so nervous I was afraid he was going to open his mouth and throw up. Luckily, he didn't, but mostly because he didn't open his mouth.

"Have you guys seen the campus?" I asked, leading them along and towing Daniel along behind me, mostly so that we could just get out of the room where it happened.

As we walked, I observed some of the other people whose parents had already arrived. Sydney was leading her mom and dad through the student art gallery. Tim and Tom were eagerly leading their flustered-looking mother all over the campus. Mick was playing soccer with a man who looked like him, but was dressed like a lawyer, not an athlete. Mick's mother was sitting on the sidelines cheering for them. I was distracted by my own wonderings over the absence of Tim and Tom's father that I didn't even expect to be swept into a giant hug by my father.

"There's my little Joy-bear!" He said, calling me by his ridiculous nickname for me.

"Hi Daddy," I laughed as he picked me up and spun me around.

"Whoa, putting on some extra weight there, eh, Joy-bear?" He asked.

I think he was joking, but I was still freaked out because it was true, I was beginning to have a baby bump, but it just looked like I had gained a few extra pounds. I pressed my lips together. Now.

"Actually, I have something to tell you" I glanced at Daniel, who had gone pale at the sight of my father, then at everyone else, my parents and Danny's, "We have something to tell you all."

We led our parents to a semi-private corner so that we could break the news.

"Mom," Danny surprised me by speaking up first, "Dad, I screwed up," He looked down, obviously trying to steel himself for the next part, but I broke in

"It wasn't entirely his fault! In fact, it was more my fault than his!" Danny opened his mouth to protest, but my father cut in.

"What are you two talking about?" He asked, very confused.

I took a deep breath and blurted, "Daddy, I'm pregnant!" then clapped my hand over my mouth.

Danny bit his lip so hard I thought it would start bleeding, and then said, "I'm the father." He squeezed his eyes shut right as my father lunged for him.

Daniel's POV

If you've never been tackled by your pregnant girlfriend's giant father, I don't recommend it. Because, dude, it FREAKING HURTS! He started punching me, but that I couldn't really feel. I felt kind of numb actually. I could almost feel the waves of disappointment from my parents crashing into me. In reality, they were more scared for me than disappointed right then, because I was being pummeled by a pissed off father who really had the intent to kill me. But I still felt so numb. I couldn't even feel Joy's father's punches. I didn't feel when Tim pulled Mr. Mercier off of me, or when Tom pulled me to safety away from him. I could hear Joy screaming, and I remembered the pain I had felt when I found out she had kissed Fabian on purpose, when I felt like she was using me as her boy-toy. This was nothing compared to that, partly because I couldn't feel the bruises Mr. Mercier had left on my body, and partly because that was the worst pain of all. They say love feels like heaven, but hurts like hell. Whoever "they" are, they were right.

I was just thinking that when I blacked out.

"…ny? Danny? Please wake up." I heard Joy's voice, but it was distant, like I had cotton balls stuffed into my ears.

"Daniel Barrett, get your ass out of bed or I'll drop kick you into the next century!" This was my mother, taking her usual approach for getting me out of bed, even though she would never actually kick me or hurt me in any way. It's just the strange way my mother works, you know? You probably don't, because my mom is the quirkiest woman alive. As much as I love her, I'd never be able to marry a woman like her, because she'd just drive me crazy. I don't know how my dad has stayed with her for 25 years, but I'm sure as hell glad he did.

"Daniel, c'mon mate, wake up." That was Tom, or Tim, I could never tell the difference. I was surprised that Sydney or Patricia haven't gone up and kissed the wrong twin at one point or another.

The fuzziness of the voices was fading and slowly my eyes flickered open. All of a sudden, I was swamped with a wave of pain. I grimaced as the dull, bruised feeling gripped my body.

"You're alright, Danny," Joy said, kissing me on the cheek. My mother began to fret over me and fluff my pillow and just be a mother in general. I realized right about then that I was in the school infirmary. Tom/Tim was sitting in a chair in the corner with his mother, who looked confused as to what had happened to me and where her other son was.

Then, the other twin came in, ushering Joy's dad through the door. He glared when he saw me and I almost had a panic attack until he said, "I'm sorry. I overreacted. I was just being an overprotective father. How would you react if you found out your daughter was pregnant at 16?"

I wouldn't try to beat her boyfriend to death. I thought angrily. But I knew that wasn't what he meant. He wasn't asking me to say I would or wouldn't kill the father. He was testing me to see if I was fit to love a child, especially his grandchild. It didn't matter if I had sired him or her, it mattered how I would treat my child. I thought my answer through before I voiced it so that I wouldn't screw up this opportunity he was giving me at forgiveness or redemption or whatever this was.

"I'd be angry at the boy at first. I wouldn't try to kill him, but I'd be royally ticked off at him for getting my daughter pregnant. But I'd have to learn to live with it. It's something I can't control. And I'd love the grandchild that came from it no matter what."

Then, Mr. Mercer did the most miraculous thing: he smiled. "You're a good lad, Daniel Barrett.

Tim's POV

After that touching scene between Joy's dad and Daniel, Joy pulled me aside and thanked me for occupying her dad while he was still blowing off steam.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that, my dad can be a little…" she made a twirling motion around her ear and whistled the 'cuckoo' noise, "when it comes to protecting me."

"It's okay, it was actually kind of nice even if he was really mad. It was like actually having a father." I said the last part a bit sadly.

That slipped her up, "What do you mean 'it was like actually having a father'?"

Dammit, why did I even mention that? Now they're just going to throw Tom and I a pity party. "It's… nothing."

"You don't have to be shy about it, it's okay to tell people that something's hurting."

"I'd really rather not revisit the past with Nurse Joy, thanks."

"Well, if you're sure you don't want to talk about it…" Joy looked a bit put out. She started walking back to Danny's room, when it all just came rushing out: eleven years worth of pain and trauma all into that one sentence: "My father committed suicide when Tom and I were five." I slid down the wall as tears glided down my cheeks.

Joy put a hand to her mouth, "My god, that's awful." She gasped.

"We watched him kill himself. He took a small handgun out of the curious drawer that was always locked. He turned to us and said, 'Don't you ever grow up to be like me,' and just like that, he shot himself, right in the mouth." I put my hands over my ears and started rocking back and forth. "Tom and I didn't understand exactly what had happened, of course. We were five, how could we have known what the hell had just happened to us? That our father had just done the most selfish thing he could have possibly done? We were splattered in his blood. Mom rushed downstairs and screamed when she saw all the blood. She called the police and they took him away. They knew that it was a suicide because they had two witnesses, not even old enough to understand that our father had just killed himself." I was sobbing and hiccupping now, and Joy had at some point wrapped a comforting arm around my shoulders. And suddenly Tom was there, hugging me tight, just like that night. He was crying, too, which just made me cry harder. By the time we were finished, we were both just a wreck. I felt like I was frayed at the edges, and soon my sanity might just be hanging from a breaking thread.

Our mom let us go back to Anubis House early so that we could just calm down and regain our composure. Joy and her parents walked around with her, which was really nice of her. I couldn't help but wonder if she was kissing up to me because I'm her best friend's boyfriend. I really couldn't tell, but I hoped that wasn't the truth. I hoped that that was the real Joy. Because if that was the real Joy, then no one would have the right to judge her for a stupid mistake she made. If that was the real Joy I could see why she and Patricia were practically connected at the hip. The real Joy was being a good friend to someone who didn't even know her very well. The real Joy was a good person.

Okay, I almost cried in this chapter and I was writing the freaking thing! I didn't even intend for it to be that dramatic and graphic, but it just turned out that way. This was really long! Yay! So quick question that I may have asked before: girl or boy for Joy's baby? I want you to vote on that and to read that afore mentioned story (see beginning author's note) thank you and REVIEW! :D