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This chapter is dedicated to one of my BFF's who gave me the idea for how to continue this chapter. You rock, Ali!

At the girls' house, the four looked all around for loose money and change. After about an half an hour, they all met in the living room, and Jeanette counted the money.

"We have $158." she announced, happily.

"We only need $64! Let's go check our house," Simon said.

Jeanette handed the money to Simon, and he put the money in his wallet. They walked out of the house, and Jeanette locked the door. Jeanette got into Simon's car, and Eleanor got into Theodore's, and they drove towards the boys' house.

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Meanwhile, Alvin and Brittany were freaking out. They were trying to count the days in their heads, trying to figure out if Brittany really was pregnant. She was still nauseous, but her headache was gradually disappearing. Just then, a guard walked by. Alvin moved from his spot on the bed, and ran to the gate.

"Guard! Guard!" he called out.

The guard turned around, and walked back toward their cell.

"Is everything ok?" he asked. He noticed Brittany sitting on the bed, looking sick.

"Yes. No. I'm not sure."

"Well, what's the problem?" he interrogated.

"She may be pregnant, but we're not sure."

The guard raised his eyebrows.

"Weren't the two of you arrested for public intoxication?"

"Yes! But we didn't know then,"

"I'll see what I can do," he said, walking away.

Alvin walked back over to the bed, and sat next to her. He put his arm around him, and pulled her close.

"Don't worry, every thing will be fine," he tried to reassure her.

"No, everything won't be fine. One, we're still in this jail cell. Two, I might be pregnant. And three, the reason we're in here is because we were both drunk last night. It won't be fine,"

"Yes, it will be fine. We'll get out of here in no time!"

"And then what? The paparazzi will be all over us. And then, if I am pregnant, they'll accuse me of being a bad mom for being drunk before I found out,"

Alvin stood silent. They were in trouble. And they couldn't dig themselves out of it now. Just then, the guard came back.

"Excuse me, ma'am? I have this for you," he said, holding a small rectangular box through the bars.

Alvin got up, and took the box from the guard. The guard walked away, shaking his head in disapproval. Alvin walked back to the bed, staring at the small box in his hand. He sat down on the bed, and looked at Brittany, whose face was in her paws.

"Come on, you have to do this," he prodded.

"No, I don't,"

"Yes, you do,"

"No, I don't." she said, sitting up. She had tried to end the conversation.

"Well, I can't do it for you. You have to know. You can't wait any longer. We have to know." he said, tipping up her head and looking into her eyes.

Her lip started to quiver. She knew he was right.

"I'm nervous," she said, her voice breaking. The last thing she wanted was to cry.

"I am, too, but we have to know,"

She took a deep breath, and took the box from him. She stood up from the bed, and walked over to the toilet. Alvin laid back on the bed, and looked up at the ceiling. He was just as nervous as she was. She carefully followed all of the instructions on the box. Luckily, she had a watch on her wrist, and was able to time the accuracy of the test. Two minutes felt like a lifetime for the both of them.

"Well," she said, finally breaking the ice "It's...

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At the boys' house, they had just finished looking for more money. Once again, they had met in the living room, and Jeanette counted it.

"Good news! We have more than enough money! We found $124 here! We can go bail them out!"

She checked the time, it was 8:03 p.m.

"If we leave now, we can be there by eight thirty! Let's go!"

They once again left another house, this time Simon locking the door behind them, like he had earlier in the evening. They went into their separate cars, the same arrangements as earlier. They raced down to the local jail, where Alvin and Brittany were being held. Excitement was building inside of them. Within half an hour, they pulled up to the jail. The paparazzi were waiting outside, as expected. You would think that because they were outside a prison that the police would chase them away. But, no. The paparazzi came to life when they saw Simon, Jeanette, Theodore and Eleanor pull up. They started screaming and asking questions. After parking, the two couples met up at the front of the prison, Eleanor carrying several blankets and a change of clothes for Alvin and Brittany. They ignored the questions of the fans and paparazzi, and pushed their way through the crowd. Once safely inside, they walked up to the front desk.

"Hi, my name is Simon Seville. We're here to bail out Alvin Seville and Brittany Miller,"

To be continued...

Ohhh! Another cliffhanger! Is Brittany pregnant? What did the test say? What did you think? Please tell me in the comments! Your opinions matter to me! Thanks for reading! And hopefully the next chapter will be a little longer. Once again, I give credit for this chapter to my friend, Ali. Once again, thanks for reading. Peace, Love and Chipmunks.