History repeats itself.

A/N: I own nothing...

It had been two hours since Jordan had kissed Angela goodbye and promised to call later. Two hours since he had gotten in the cab headed to Pittsburgh to meet up with Shane and Tommy. Angela was still in the same spot, on their bed. The bed that was in the bedroom in their home in Three Rivers. The house that was just down the street from her mom's house, the house that Angela grew up in.

Jordan had offered to buy them a bigger home, in a bigger city, but Angela preferred to be close to her mom. After everything that Patty had been through over the years she had needed her daughters. With her divorce from Graham after finding out about his affair with that Hallie woman and then finding out that they were having a child together, she had had a nervous break down. Things had not been easy for the whole family for a long time. Both Angela and Danielle had grown closer to Patty, but Danielle now lived in Philadelphia with her husband, Brian, the same Brian who had given Angela so much crap over the years. But Three Rivers was where she was needed.

"God, why am I so emotional? It's not like this is the first time he's left!" She yells out loud.

Angela VO: Why do I have to be like this? Why do I let him tie me in knots? He's just a man. No, that's not right. Jordan Catalano will never be just a man. But still, he shouldn't have this much control over me.

Patty had came by and picked Maddie up to stay over. There was no sense in changing their plans, just because Jordan couldn't stay. Angela would have the house to herself. The only problem was, her mind was over-thinking everything in typical Angela fashion. And lately, when Angela was alone, all she could think about was Jordan and high school and the first time she found out she was expecting his child, 15 years before...

June 1996 Summer before Senior year

"Angela! Stop, wait!" Sharon yelled after her as Angela ran down the stairs of the Cherski house and out the front door. "Geez, Angela, it's not the end of the world!"

Angela stopped when she reached the sidewalk in front of the house, tears streaming down her face. Angela felt worse than she had ever felt in her life. Worse than finding out Jordan had slept with Rayanne. Worse than when her dad told her he was moving out. And worse than when Jordan had left three weeks before with Shane and Tommy and all their stuff in Red headed to LA to pursue his dream of getting a record deal. They didn't break up and he promised to keep in touch with her, but he was on the other side of the country.

Angela VO: Oh my GOD. What am I going to do? How can this be happening? Why now?

"Sharon, seriously. It is the end of the world as I know it! What am I supposed to do? How did this happen? Well, I know how it happened. I just can't believe it!" Angela continued down the sidewalk, heading home. "I'll call you later, Sharon. Thanks for being here for me. Please don't say anything, ok? I have to try to get a hold of Jordan. He has to be the first to know."

"No, problem, Chase-face. I'm here if you need me." Sharon just watches as Sharon walks away.

"Mom, I'm home!" Angela walks into the kitchen where Patty is busy putting the groceries away. She walks up and kisses her mom on the cheek. "Hey, Mom. Did anyone call for me?"

"Hey, honey. I don't know, I just walked in the door and I haven't checked the answering machine. Why don't you go do that." Patty looks up and seeing for the first time that Angela has been crying. "Angela, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, Mom, I guess I'm just really missing Jordan." She walks into the hall to check the messages.

She sits on the floor with her back against the wall as she listen through them. One from Katie, Danielle's best friend, one from Camille, mom's best friend. Two messages from Rayanne, wanting to know if Angela wanted to go out tonight. The very last message was from Jordan.

"Angela, hey. It's Jordan. I'm sorry that I like haven't called before now. So much has happened and I just wanted to hear your voice. See, we were going to stay with Shane's uncle, but he won't let us, so we've been busy trying to find a place to, you know, crash or whatever. This trip has not been fun, like at all. Why did we ever think we could just come to LA and make it big, huh? And anyway, I miss you. Really miss you. I guess I'll call you later or whatever. Hey, and I just wanted to say I, you know, love you. Later."

Angela VO: I miss him. I miss him so much, it hurts to think about it. He's all the way on the other side of the country and all I want is for him to be here with me. I've got to tell him. I'll tell him when he calls later.

Angela gets up from the floor and heads up the stairs to her room. "Mom, I'm gonna lay in my room for a while, ok? If anyone calls tell them I'm not feeling well. Except Jordan. If he calls, make sure I get it."

"Ok, honey. Just get some rest." Patty continues to put the groceries away.

Angela is lying face down on her bed, listening to a tape that Jordan made for her of all the songs that he had written about her. She's missing him more than ever and she's trying to find the words to tell him, to tell him that she's going to have his baby. Her eyes are red and puffy and her nose is all stopped up because she'd been crying all afternoon.

"Angela, honey, Jordan is on the phone. He says to hurry because he doesn't have much time!"

"Thanks, Mom." She reaches over and picks up the phone, holding her hand over the receiver. "I've got it."

She sighs before she puts the phone to her ear. "Hey, Jordan. I've been thinking about you all day."

"Hey, Ang. I'm glad I caught you. I don't have a lot of change and I can't talk that long. I miss you." She can hear cars going by in the background and she guesses that he's on a pay phone.

"It's ok, I just wanted to hear your voice, you know. I miss you a lot. And I haven't been sleeping that well. I've been waiting for you to call all day." She can hear herself rambling but she can't stop it. "See, Jordan...I've got to tell you something. Don't be mad, ok. I mean, I know you're gonna get mad and I wanna tell you in person, but you know, I can't 'cause you're there and I'm here. God, I don't know how to tell you this. Why can't I ever just say what I mean to you? I have the hardest.."

"Hey, just say it, ok. I can't talk much longer."

"Ok, well, the thing is..." She takes a deep breath, "Jordan, I'm pregnant. I know it's not what we wanted and I know you're in LA. I don't expect you to, like drop everything. I don't know what to do. I'm scared and I just had to tell you."

She's crying uncontrollably now. Jordan can barely hear what she's saying, but he heard her say those two words. He's in shock, but he can't get a word in anyway because Angela just kept going. "I just found out this morning, so it's not like I knew or anything. Don't be mad, ok? I'll figure it out. I just thought you should know, or whatever. Anyway, I know you've got to..."

"ANGELA, would you just shut up for a minute? Don't cry, baby, don't cry. I'm outta change, I gotta go. Hey, I love you. I'm coming home." He doesn't say anything else, he just hangs up the phone.

Present day

Angela's still lying on the bed with the TV on, but she's not paying attention. She's just staring off into space when her cell phone rings. She picks it up from the nightstand and sees Jordan's name on the display before she hits the ignore button and puts it back on the table. It rings again and she just lets it ring.

Angela VO: I really don't want to talk to him right now. I don't want him to hear the tears in my voice or ask me what's wrong. I don't want to have to tell him on the phone and that's what will happen if I talk to him. He can ALWAYS tell when something is bothering me. He'll know it's more than me being mad at him for not staying.

The phone rang again and again, but she didn't pick it up. Finally when she thought he had given up, her phone beeped to let her know that she had a text message. Picking it up from the table again, she read, "Angela, Don't be like this, please. I love you. You have to talk to me. I had to go...it's my JOB. Call me when you feel like it. I'll be here."

Angela VO: I can't call you, Jordan. I can't call you until I figure out how to tell you that I'm pregnant again. I'm pregnant with a baby that you made very clear that you didn't want to have until you were finished touring with your precious band. See, it's not like the first time. Not really. I'm just scared to tell him. As painful as it was losing my first child, our first child, things still turned out great. I didn't make Jordan come home from LA, he did that on his own, but we ended up together, like living together. This time, we may end up apart...

She picks up his pillow, the pillow that still smells like him, and hugs it to her with tears still streaming down her face.