A/N: Okay, so updating will be a little crazy for this fic this month. My beta is doing this writing thing and cannot beta and I don't really like posting this fic without it being beta-ed by her, b/c this fic is my baby atm. I have re-read it but there may still be mistakes so I apologise if there are any.

I forgot to mention in the last chapter that this is in a way dedicated to Miss Lambert. Miss Lambert is actually a real person who I owe alot to. I wanted Addison to have someone there for her like I had Miss Lambert when I needed her, so that's where she came in. I know that Miss Lambert won't actually be reading this but I still want to say a big thank you to her for being so amazing!!!

Thank you to Emily for giving me ideas and for writing Miss Lambert and Derek in this chapter when I got stuck. So thanks hun!!!

Enjoy

Three months later and Addison sat on her bathroom floor. She had her knees up close to her chest and she stared in front of her. It couldn't be real, could it? It had to be a dream, right? It couldn't be happening to her, could it? It wasn't something that happened to her. It couldn't be real, it was not happening, it was not going to happen. She was dreaming it, she had to be!

Addison quickly stood up and reached for her blade again, wanting to cut, to rid herself of all her emotions. She placed the cool blade on her warm skin, ready to cut. Then she remembered her promise to Derek and Miss Lambert. She had promised Derek she wouldn't cut, and she had promised Miss Lambert she would talk to her if she needed to cut. Slowly she put the blade back down, leaving the bathroom quickly, walking into her bedroom and getting dressed, ready for school.

At 7:30 Derek knocked on the front door as normal and smiled when Addison opened the door. "Morning." He pecked her lips quickly. She plastered a smiled on her face and took hold of his hand as they started walking to school. "How was your night? I didn't see much of you?"

"I was tired, and didn't feel that great." She smiled at him.

"You feeling better now?" He kissed her forehead.

"Yeah…" That was a complete lie, she felt horrible.

"Good." He smiled and pulled her close. "I got a basketball match tonight, you going to stay and watch?"

"Erm, I'm not sure, I still don't feel 100%, so I might go home and take a nap. I'll see how I feel."

"Okay." They feel into a comfortable silence as they walked to school, just enjoying each other's company.

Ten minutes after they had reached school, the bell rang signalling for everyone to go to tutor, for any announcements. Addison and Derek made their way to their tutor room, where some of their tutor group and Miss Lambert already were. Miss Lambert smiled at Addison as she entered and she gave a weak smile back, Miss Lambert frowned as she watched Addison sit down quietly. She could sense there was something wrong.

Twenty minutes later, when the announcements had been given, the bell rang, signalling the start of period one. As the tutor group was leaving Miss Lambert looked out for Addison. "Addison, can I have a word please." She smiled at her.

"Sure." Addison let go of Derek's hand and walked towards Miss Lambert. They waited until the whole tutor group had left before either spoke.

"What's wrong?" Miss Lambert looked at Addison.

"What do you mean?"

"There's something wrong, I can tell."

"Oh…"

"Addison."

Tears welled up in Addison's eyes and she looked down. She knew she had to tell someone. "I wanted to cut this morning." Her voice was small.

"Why?"

"Because of what I found out…"

"What did you find out?" Miss Lambert asked carefully.

Addison just looked up at her, trying to find the words. "I'm pregnant." More tears flowed down her cheeks.

Miss Lambert rested against the desk, thoughts running through her mind. "Pregnant?" She asked carefully.

"Yeah…" Addison nodded, looking down.

"Have you told Derek?"

She shook her head. "How can I tell him?"

"Rip off the band-aid?" She suggested, "He won't leave you, Adds."

"How can you be so sure though? What if when I tell him then he freaks and leaves?"

"He didn't freak when you told him you cut, he didn't freak when you told him about Steve. Most guys would have left by that point, but Derek didn't."

"But what if this is too much?" She looked up with scared eyes.

"If it is, give him time to process things, I mean, it's a bombshell for anyone, you, me, Derek. But we're here for you."

"How am I going to tell my dad though? He'll be devastated."

"Would you have to tell him about Steve? Presuming it is Steve's?"

"I could tell him it's Derek's but I don't know if he'll believe me."

"Addison, you're going to have to tell him sometime, you can't keep this to yourself forever, he's family, and you never know, maybe he'll take it better than you think?"

Addison shook her head. "I can't, I just can't tell him about Steve, he'll want me to take it further and I never want to see him again. I just want to forget about it and get on with the rest of my life."

"How would he want you to take it further?"

"Go to the police."

"Would it not be for the best if he got locked away?"

"I don't want to see him again, and I don't want him knowing I'm pregnant."

"You won't see him again if he's in jail."

"But I'd have to see him in court."

"Maybe so, but a few moments compared to the rest of your life without seeing him?"

"What about when he gets out though? Or they don't put him in jail? He'll come looking for me then."

"Then maybe they'll take him away somewhere else, or issue a restraining order."

"That won't stop him." A few more tears rolled down her cheeks. "I just want to be free from him."

Miss Lambert nodded, feeling pain for her. "What are you going to do about the baby?"

"I don't know, but it's not right to abort it, it hasn't done anything wrong."

Miss Lambert breathed a sigh of relief, abortion had never been an issue that she supported. "Maybe give the baby up for adoption? If you can't deal with something that reminds you of what happened."

"I don't think I can carry a life around for nine months and then just give it up."

"You know, you are a lot stronger than what you think."

"What do you mean?" Addison looked up at her.

"You've been through so much, and even with this, you're thinking of keeping the baby - most girls I know wouldn't be able to even keep it."

"It's not the baby's fault." She shrugged.

"I know."

"It wouldn't be fair to get rid of it."

"I know, so are you going to keep it?"

"Yeah, I think so." She nodded.

"Okay, well if you need any help..." Miss Lambert trailed off, leaving the rest unspoken

"Thank you, I just don't know how to tell Derek really."

"Maybe write him a letter or something?"

"I should tell him in person really, he deserves that, and if he doesn't want to stay with me then, I'll understand." She didn't want him to leave her though. She wanted him to be by her side the whole time.

"I don't see why he wouldn't stay by your side, you two are really close."

"He shouldn't have to bring up another guy's child if he doesn't want to."

"If he doesn't want to, but he's a great guy, he wouldn't let you go through this alone."

Addison just nodded. "I can't believe this is happening." She whispered.

"I know, but you're not alone, you have us. You'll get through this, I promise."

"Okay." She nodded. "Thank you Miss."

"Anytime, Addison. You know where to find me."

Addison smiled. "I should get to class."

"What do you have now?"

"Maths." She sighed.

Miss Lambert winced. "Do you want a pass or something? You don't look so well."

"It's just the morning sickness." Addison shrugged. "I need to get used to it."

"Okay," Miss Lambert nodded. "Go have some fun with algebra."

"Thanks." Addison rolled her eyes but smiled. Miss Lambert grinned at her, standing. "I better go." Addison smiled and left the room. Miss Lambert stared for a moment after she'd gone, closing her eyes. She'd gone through so much for a sixteen year old, no person should ever have to go through that.

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Addison waited for Derek after the team's basketball match that afternoon. She had to tell him, and she was nervous, she was afraid he'd leave. She took a deep breath and walked towards him as he left the changing rooms. "Hey," Derek greeted her as he saw her approach him.

"Hey." She smiled at him.

"Is everything okay?" Derek noticed that Addison seemed different.

"I need to talk to you."

"Okay, what about?" Derek sat down, patting the space next to him.

Addison sat down next to him. "There's something I need to tell you, and it'll change our relationship."

Derek looked worried, looking at her. "What happened?" He asked softly.

She took a deep breath. "I'm pregnant." Derek fell silent, a million thoughts running through his mind. "I know it's a lot to ask, and you don't have to stay with me, it's not your baby so you don't have to do this, I just had to tell you…." Addison began to ramble. Derek looked at her, not knowing what to say. "I'll just go." She stood up.

"Wait." Addison turned to face him and Derek took a deep breath. "Addison, I don't care if you're sick and dying... well actually I would, but that's not the point. I told you, I'd always be here for you and that doesn't change because you're carrying around another human."

"Really?" She felt the tears gather in her eyes.

Derek grasped her shoulders, looking into her eyes. "Really."

Tears rolled down her cheeks and she hugged him. "Thank you." She whispered.

"I've done nothing for you to be thankful for," Derek murmured, holding her close.

"You're staying, you're not leaving me."

Derek smiled, kissing the top of her head. "I have no intention to leave either." A few tears rolled down her cheeks and she buried her head into his chest. Derek held her tight against him, letting her cry.

After a few minutes she calmed down and looked up at him. "Are you okay?" She nodded and wiped away her tears. Derek smiled softly at her, running his hand up and down her arm.

Addison smiled and pulled back slightly. "We should go home."

"Yeah," Derek agreed, taking her hand and leading her out of the room.

"You really don't mind about this? I mean we're together but I'm carrying another man's baby."

"I hate that it's his, but it doesn't make me love you any less." Addison smiled at him and pecked his lips quickly. Derek grinned, loosely wrapping an arm around her as they walked through the school.

"I'm going to be a mom." She whispered.

"Yeah..." Derek mused, "You'll be a great mom."

"You think so?"

"Yeah, I know so." Addison smiled and placed a hand on her stomach. Derek smiled, pulling her closer.

"I actually have a life growing inside of me." She smiled and spread her fingers.

Derek nodded, lacing his fingers with hers. "It's amazing, isn't it?"

"It is." She looked up at him.

"Well, no matter what, I'll be by your side every step of the way."

"Thank you." She smiled and pecked his cheek. "It means a lot to me." Derek just grinned, kissing the top of her head. "I don't want to tell my dad just yet."

"That's okay, take your time."

"I don't know how he'll react though."

"Well, at the end of the day you're still his daughter, he'll still love you no matter what." Addison shrugged, not completely sure. "He's your father."

"I know, but my parents aren't like normal parents."

"I guess. But your dad seems nicer than your mom."

"I don't want to tell them it's Steve's baby."

"Do they not know about what he did?"

She shook her head. "Only you and Miss Lambert know."

"Ah okay. Are you not going to tell them then?"

"No, I don't want to ever tell them." Derek nodded, understanding why she wouldn't want to tell them. "I need to make an appointment with the doctor."

"Do you want me to come with you?"

"Yeah." She smiled at him.

"Okay," Derek smiled.

"Thank you."

"Anytime." Addison leaned into his touch as they made their way home.