A/N: Hey all! Firstly, I feel that I really must apologise for being a terrible author who neglected her story for so long, I could make up a million excuses but none are enough, so all I can ask is that you forgive me.

Here is the lateset bit that I've written. It took me ages to write and I'm still not completely happy with it, but hopefully you all will like it.

Enjoy!

"Andie!" a familiar voice called out as Andie pushed through the glass door to the dance studio. She smiled as she gazed upon her crew. Her eyes scanned over the group, searching for the owner of the voice.

"Hey Moose!" she replied enthusiastically. She could feel everyone's eyes on her as she walked casually across the room to take a seat on the floor beside Chase.

"So, we were just saying that we think we need to kick up the rehearsals a bit more. Chase said that Director Collins is rather distracted lately so maybe we would be able to rehearse here more without him noticing," Moose suggested. Andie stared at him for a moment, in shock at hearing any mention of Blake. She felt her pulse quicken as she thought about Blake, her hand falling to rest protectively over her stomach.

"Andie, you all right?" Moose's voice broke into her thoughts and she quickly brought herself back to reality.

"Yeah, yeah I was just thinking," she smiled. She rubbed her stomach gently before realising what she was doing and resting her hand on her knee.

"Ok, cool," Moose grinned. He stared at Andie for a moment before focussing on the group discussion on what would be really amazing to do in their routine. The discussion seemed to go on forever to Andie, all she could think about was Blake and the little life growing inside of her. She tried to focus on what was being said around her but that was easier said than done. Every time she thought she had finally caught up with what was being said, someone said something that brought her thoughts back to Blake.

Two hours later Andie found herself standing outside staring absentmindedly at the street, watching the cars go by.

"Hey Andie," Chase smiled as he stopped walking to stand beside her.

"Oh, hi," she smiled back, drawing her gaze from the road to land on Chase. He looked her over, as though he sensed that something was off with her.

"Is everything all right? You seem a bit out of it," he asked, concern evident on his face. Andie stared at him for a moment, trying to decide what to say to him. Should she tell him that she's pregnant and that the baby is his brother's? Should she lie and say that everything was all right? She looked at his eyes for a second, trying to read as much as she could from them.

"Ummmmm….can we talk?" she replied, her voice unsteady. Chase stared at her in shock.

"Yeah, sure," he stammered. He had no idea what Andie wanted to talk to him about, maybe she would finally let him into her world. He followed her as she walked quickly across the car park to sit on the bench beneath the oldest oak tree on the school grounds. They say in silence for what seemed to Chase like hours. Andie fiddled with her fingernail as though it was the most fascinating thing in the world.

"You wanted to talk?" Chase said softly after several minutes of silence. Andie ceased her fiddling and brought her eyes up to meet his.

"Yeah……but can….can we keep this between us?" Andie mumbled. Her eyes scanned the area surrounding them, as though she were searching for someone. Chase locked his eyes on her, he had no idea what she wanted to talk to him about, he just knew that what ever it was that he was going to be there for her.