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There are some moments in life where a few minutes seem like hours.

Courtney was going through one of those moments.

She was sitting in her car, which was parked in the parking lot at Duncan's school. She was idly tapping her fingers against the wheel as she looked around, hoping her boyfriend would suddenly show up. She anxiously ran her hands over her face and through her hair, keeping her hands resting on her head for a moment. She shut her eyes and let out a few deep breaths. While she was able to control her panic better, she could feel is slowly rising within her.

A knocking on her window jolted her out of her thoughts. She couldn't help but smile at him as she unlocked her car. He was grinning at her, and she couldn't help but find him cute (and hot) in his sunglasses and school gym attire, which included long shorts and his school hoodie. He hurriedly got into her car and muttered, "These shorts don't keep me warm in this weather..."

"Well, 'hello' to you, too," she said, smirking.

He rolled his eyes. "Hey, babe. How was your day off?" he asked, referring to how she didn't have to go to school that day.

She shrugged, the sinking feeling returning. "It was alright." She tried to make herself sound casual, but it came out quiet, like a mutter.

He pursed his lips as he took off his sunglasses and looked at her. His eyes were filled with worry as he softly asked, "What's wrong?"

She instantly looked down, shutting her eyes. She tried planning in her head what she was going to tell him, but she never thought of what exactly to say. It wasn't something she could proudly say - they were only seventeen, and what she was going to tell him could impact them forever. True, she wasn't even sure about what she was going to say. She sighed before looking up at him and saying, "Please don't get mad at me for what I'm about to tell you."

He slowly nodded and quietly said, "Go on..."

"I think I'm pregnant."

The seconds in which Duncan didn't say anything felt like a moment where time stood still. He stared at her for a few moments before slowly turning in his seat. She was terrified he was going to get out of the car, but was relieved when he only leaned back in his seat. He still didn't say anything, which drove her absolutely insane.

"Please," she quietly begged. "Please, just say something."

"I'm sorry," he suddenly said, looking over at her.

She shrugged, letting out a sigh, and said to him, "That's what happens when you have unprotected sex."

"I thought you were on the pill?"

"I am, but it's not one-hundred percent effective."

He nodded, biting his lip. "Are you absolutely sure you're pregnant?"

She shook her head. "I took the test last night. Those don't guarantee a pregnancy."

"Why do you think you're pregnant?"

"I've missed my period, and I've been feeling strangely sick these days."

"Fuck," Duncan sighed, covering his face with his hands and letting out a groan. He let out another loud sigh and said, "Crap, Courtney..."

"Are you mad?" she quietly asked.

He took his hands off his face and blinked a few times before saying, "Not at you."

"It's not completely your fault..."

"Well, if you're pregnant, it is."

She shook her head. "You didn't rape me, Duncan. Our sex is, and always has been, consensual. It's both of our faults if I'm pregnant."

"This baby could ruin your life," Duncan softly said. "I-I mean, sure, we'd love it and all, but... Ma's always warning me, 'Don't you dare get Courtney pregnant! You two have too much to live for! A baby takes up too much of your time, and you won't be able to go to college!'"

Courtney paled at the advice his Mom gave him. Her parents gave her a bit of a small talk like that many years ago. They probably expected her to engage in safe sex. They didn't know she was sexually active, and she would hate to even admit she thought she was pregnant to them.

"Have you seen a doctor yet?" Duncan suddenly asked.

Courtney shook her head. "Not yet."

"Do you want me to come with you?" he softly asked.

She nodded, tears brimming the edges of her eyes. "If you don't mind," she squeaked out. She began to cry as Duncan wrapped his arms around her. She buried her head into the crook of his neck. Her body shook from her sobbing. "We can't take care of a baby..." she softly cried, tightly wrapping her arms around his torso.

He kissed the top of her head while softly rubbing her back. "Let's just head over to the doctor and see if you're actually pregnant or not," he murmured.

She nodded and pulled away from him. She let out a shaky shudder as she started her car back up.

"Do you need me to drive?" he asked.

She shook her head as she began to drive out away from his school. "Which hospital are we going to?"

"Oh, we're not going to the hospital."

She sighed as she stopped at a red light. "Well, where are we going, then?"

"To one of those teen centers."

"Where is that?"

"Oh, keep going down this road for a few miles, then you'll take a left..."

Courtney's mind barely focused on the directions that Duncan was giving her. She could only focus on the fact that she may be pregnant. She barely slept the night before, for she was plagued with thoughts of her life being ruined by having a child at such a young age. True, she was only a few months shy of being eighteen, but she hadn't even graduated from high school yet. She hadn't heard back from any colleges, either, but knew she'd be hearing back from them soon. She was desperately hoping she was just overly-stressed. She'd rather be over-stressed and have another panic attack than currently be pregnant.

With the exception of Duncan giving her directions, neither spoke to each other. Both were too absorbed in their own thoughts of her being pregnant. Both were terrified, extremely scared.

When they pulled into the parking lot, both glad to see that there were only a few cars there. Courtney shut off her car and sat there for a few moments. She sniffed, softly wiping her eyes.

"Hey," Duncan softly said, reaching over and grabbing her hand. "We'll get through this together, okay? Whatever happens, happens."

Courtney nodded, softly smiling at him. "Thank you."

After filling out a questionnaire, going through a blood and urine sample, and waiting for at least thirty minutes, the Doctor finally walked into the room. By that point, Courtney and Duncan couldn't handle the anticipation. Both were extremely anxious and nervous about the results.

Smiling, the Doctor told them, "Courtney, you're not pregnant."

Courtney couldn't hold back the smile that instantly lit up her face. She barely listened to the doctor telling them about safe sex and using protection and such. Her and Duncan weren't about to have a baby! She figured, she wouldn't have to tell her parents that she even thought she was pregnant. What they didn't know wouldn't hurt them, right?

"I want to go ahead and prescribe you some Benzodiazipines, to help with stress and panic..." the Doctor said.

"Oh, I can't take those," Courtney suddenly said. "I, uhh... I had a few problems with those about one year ago..."

The Doctor slowly nodded, tapping her pen against her clipboard for a few seconds before saying, "Well, I'm afraid of prescribing you anything else if you've had problems with those... Do you have a counselor you can talk to?" When Courtney nodded, the Doctor said, "Well, that's the only 'medicine' I can offer you, I suppose. Please just talk to your counselor if you ever feel incredibly stressed or panicked. Or, talk to anyone, if you can."

Courtney nodded. "I will. Thank you."

"So, you had problems with that... that one medication?" Duncan softly asked, turning his chair around and propping his legs on his bed.

Courtney nodded, re-adjusting herself against his pillows and crossing her legs. "Benzodiazipines. They're a strong medicine. I guess you can say I abused them."

He raised his eyebrows, shocked. "Really?"

She nodded. "Instead of taking them only when I got stressed, I took them everyday. They made me feel better. That happened for... It went on for three months before I decided to stop." She let out a soft laugh before admitting, "Going from a few pills per day to nothing just about killed me. The withdrawal was a little too intense, so I ended up going back on them just to slowly get off of them. That took another few weeks."

Duncan was still shocked by the end of her confession. He never knew of this. True, they weren't really talking a year prior, and there was no need to ask her about this before. He then remembered when he visited her at the hospital after a panic attack and asked, "Didn't you get a prescription a few months ago after that one panic attack?"

She nodded. "I did. I never took any of it, though."

"So your parents don't know?"

She shook her head. "Of course they don't. I could never tell them that I was addicted to pills. Goodness knows where, or who, they would send me to."

"What do you mean, 'Who'?"

"They very well could send me to another relative's house," she admitted. "Or they could send me to another counselor..."

"Another? I thought you said you had a counselor just to get that rude doctor out of the room..."

"I...I saw one my sophomore year, a bit after I broke up with my ex."

"Were you that upset after he cheated on you?"

She remained silent, staring at his wall in thought for a few moments. She shrugged before saying, "Kind of. Like I told you, I thought I really loved him. I really went through my 'puppy love' stage then. When he had sex with that one girl because I wouldn't have sex with him..." She let out a sigh, shutting her eyes and shaking her head. She looked up at Duncan and gave him a slightly amused, yet still slightly sad, smile as she told him, "He tried apologizing after Total Drama Island."

"Really?"

"He told me something along the lines of how much a whore this girl was, and how he really messed up... Of course he realized this after my first stint on that show..."

"What'd you tell him?"

"Oh, I told him I moved on."

He smirked, his smirk wide and wild. "Oh, really?"

She nodded, returning the smirk. "Yes, really."

"You told him you were with me?"

"I didn't need to. He figured it out. I can still remember his exact words..." She laughed before reciting, "'You're going out with that punk from the show? I can't believe you, Courtney! I'm so much better than him!'"

Duncan laughed the entire time she was reciting her ex-boyfriend's words. He was laughing so much, Courtney couldn't help but laugh with him. "Better than him my ass!" Duncan exclaimed, still laughing.

Courtney giggled. "Whatever, Duncan. We're on better terms, I guess."

"Wait, who? You and your ex?" When she nodded, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "You still talk to him?"

"Oh, rarely. I saw him a few weeks ago at the store and we talked for a few minutes. He's moved on, and, well... He knew I had moved on a long time before that."

"Is his new girlfriend a whore?"

"Oh, I don't know. We didn't really talk about you or his girlfriend much."

"And why not?"

"Because we were catching up. He knew we were still dating, and he told me had a new girlifriend. He told me where he's going to university, asked me where I've applied to... and, well, that's about it, really."

"Where does he go to school?"

"University of Toronto."

"Isn't that where you're thinking of going?"

"Yes," she sighed. "Duncan, I didn't run back into his arms after seeing him. Even if I go there, I doubt we'd have any classes together."

"But what if you do?" he quickly asked.

"I'd probably sit far away from him and pretend like I don't see him," she slowly said. Frowning, she softly asked, "Do you trust me?"

He sighed, nodding. "I do, it's just..." He shrugged. "What if he tries to woo you again?"

Courtney snorted, taking Duncan by surprise. "Remember what we told each other when we met up before Action?" When he shook his head, she told him, "Many people tried going out with us, but we turned every one of them down. Doesn't that tell you anything?"

"That we cared about each other?" Duncan asked, giving her a coy shrug.

She nodded, rolling her eyes. "Yes, and we still do, last time I checked."

"I guess." He chuckled when she tossed a pillow in his direction. He caught it, not wanting anything in his room to break. "Oh, you know I love you."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "You're doing a great job at showing me."

"What, you want me to lather you in kisses? Whisper in your ear all the reasons of why I love you? Want me to sensually make love to you? I guess I can do any of that."

"You're a little too rough in bed," she softly said, a bright pink covering her cheeks.

He winked at her and gave her a smirk before telling her, "You know you like it rough."

She groaned, causing Duncan to begin laughing once more. Suddenly, she yawned and asked, "What time is it?"

He swiveled around in his chair and replied, "Almost ten. Tired?"

"I barely slept last night - Yes, I'm tired."

"Well, let's go to bed then," he said, turning off his desk light before hopping out of his chair before going to bed bed and plopping down on it, causing Courtney to giggle lightly.

"I can't believe you go to bed this early," she muttered, turning off his light. She instantly smiled when he wrapped his arms around her waist and brought her closer to him.

"What, is ten too early for you?"

"I'm usually still doing homework by this point, you know that."

He kissed the back of her head and sighed. "I do."

Courtney instantly felt a tinge of guilt within her. She knew her overworking herself drove him insane. She also knew that, despite anything he may say, he would support her one-hundred percent. "I love you," she softly said.

"I love you, too. Now, get some sleep. We've got a busy day tomorrow."

"Oh, really?"

"I'm going to make love to you all day long."

"What?" she instantly cried. She tried turning around to look at him, but he kept a firm grip on her waist.

"Yep. I didn't say I'd fuck you senseless, but if you'd rather have that..."

"I...what?"

He chuckled. "Goodnight, babe."