So, my last chapter wasn't too popular…I really didn't think it would be. Sorry about that! I hope you all like this chapter more. It's rated T again…there will be references to what happened. The chapter's filled with drama. I've decided that this would be fitting…I'll just see where it takes me. Now…how to start the chapter? You'll see…read past the disclaimer and you'll find out. (: Now for that disclaimer…hit it James!

James: You know, I'm getting tired of saying the same thing…so I'm going to shake it up a bit.

Me: Oh God…

James: *Completely serious face* Julia owns everything.

Me: *Facepalms* I'm gonna get sued for that! *Mutters under breath* Idiot. *Shouts loudly for the world to hear* I only own O/Cs and I'm borrowing the character Cissy from Royal shadow1. Read on for the chapter…and please don't sue me. (:

Chapter 20:

-One Week after Tour (Three Weeks Later)-

-Kaitlin's P.O.V.

Where is my period?

It was four days late and I was starting to panic. I had never been irregular. Something was wrong. James and I…well…we should have done it safely…but it's nearly impossible to get pregnant just once…isn't it? And isn't there a certain time frame? There was no way I was pregnant.

James, Cissy, and I were in the recording studio.

"Is something bothering you?" James asked, worriedly.

I tried to change the expression of fear on my face. "Um, no."

"You sure?" Cissy prodded.

"Yes I'm sure!"

"Alright, fine. We give up. Tell us if you want. We're ready to listen," James responded.

"I'm going to the bathroom. Tristan, I'm taking five!" I shouted to my record producer.

When I went to the bathroom, what I had been looking to find for the past four days was there. I sighed and relaxed a little. I finished up in the bathroom and went back out.

"Welcome back," Cissy said with a grin, her eyes sparkling.

"Thanks ever so much," I replied smugly.

Cissy and I got back to recording our duet while James sat in the studio waiting patiently. He smiled at me through the glass.

-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-BTR-

-The Next Day-

I woke up feeling awful. I checked my sugar. It was completely normal. I went to the bathroom. Oh God… I began panicking again. It was already over. I went to my kitchen, made some breakfast, and ate. Halfway through my meal, I began to feel nauseous. I ran to the bathroom just in time as my stomach emptied its contents. I guess I'm just sick…that could explain everything...or maybe…no. I pushed the thought away. It was impossible. I had to find out though. I couldn't pretend it wasn't true if it was. I got into my Mustang and drove to CVS.

I picked up a pregnancy test and headed back to my house as fast as I could. I went back to the bathroom. I closed my eyes as I washed it off. Now for the moment of truth…I took a shaky breath.

A pink plus sign was on the tester. There must be a mistake…I can't be pregnant. I sank to the floor, my knees tucked into my chest, and cried. I plain out cried. There was nothing I could do. I had a child inside of me. I could always put it up for adoption…but I could never do that! It's my child. I sobbed. I was in a huge mess.

My cell phone vibrated in my pocket.

"Hi James…"

"Kaitlin, what's wrong? I was just going to find out if you wanted to come out to lunch with me, is it a bad time?"

"Just a bit…I'm not feeling well."

"Poor thing. I'll be right over."

"I don't think it's-" I tried to protest.

"Kaitlin, I love you and I'm going to be there for you. I'll be over in ten."

James wouldn't even let me put up a fight. I sighed in resignation. I couldn't hide this from him. It was his child as much as it was mine.

"Ok…see you in a few then." I hung up.

I was in too much of a trance to hear James knock on the door fifteen minutes later. He knocked several times and then resolved to let himself in with the spare key.

"Kaitlin? Where are you?"

"In here James," I answered from the bathroom floor, still sobbing.

"Kait, what's wrong?" he asked, walking in and taking my hand. He lowered himself onto the floor to be at eye level with me.

"Everything. Please don't look." I leaned over the toilet and vomited once again. James was right there behind me the entire time, holding back my hair. "I told you not to look," I said, rinsing my mouth out.

"Kaitlin, I don't care. You're everything to me and I told you before, I love you and I'm going to be here for you." James wrapped his arms around me. I stood there and cried into his chest. I wasn't sure if I was actually this upset or if it was just hormones…probably both. "Kait, what's going on? Give me some answers." He stroked my hair softly as I looked up at him.

"James…you're going to hate me…" I shivered.

"I could never hate you."

"You could after this…here…" I handed him the pregnancy test.

"What's this…it's a…a pregnancy test?" His words faltered. James glanced at me quickly. Then he looked at the test.

"James…I'm pregnant…" I sobbed once again and fell into his open arms crying.

James appeared shocked. "Pregnant?"

End of chapter notes:

Ok, this probably won't be well liked either…but hey, I needed more drama. That's why the story category is "Hurt/Comfort". Sorry for the cliffy. I hope you liked this chapter. I honestly do. I now have a clear path of where I'm going with this story and I can't wait to keep going. Cissy will be more involved in the next few chapters…Sarah too! (: Let me know if I made any mistakes. I'm sorry the chapter's short. Please review. I love to read your ideas. Peace and love.