Hey guys. I want to keep this note short and sweet. This chapter is longer than the other ones, and after I watched the Degrassi episode yesterday, I had a lot of extra time and inspiration. So I decided to give you guys two chapters in two days. Hope you guys like it. As always, Read and Review!

Clare's POV

Waking up, I immediately felt happy. I was snuggled into Eli's chest, with his arms wrapped around me. I was on a comfortable bed, and I was free. I opened my eyes and glanced around the room.

I saw Jake sitting in one of the chairs, with his feet kicked up on the other one. Darcy was sprawled out on the couch. I wasn't surprised that this was the case. Jake refused to take the couch, making Darcy take it.

He's always been that way. You could say that he is a lot like Eli in that way. Both of them worry about everyone else and would rather suffer through something than let someone else do it for them.

I moved my head to Eli's shoulder, so I could look up at his face. He was asleep, judging from the early morning light coming from the window, he will be for awhile longer. I spent the next few hours watching him sleep, not being able to sleep any longer.

"Hey." I turned to see Jake was awake and rubbing his eyes. "How are you doing?"

"I'm okay." I stated.

"Okay. I'm going to go get some coffee for everyone. Do you want anything?" He asked.

"No. I'm not hungry." I shook my head.

"Are you sure? You haven't eaten anything since you got here." He continued.

"I'm fine." I gave him a small smile for reassurance, but I could tell he didn't really buy it. I just wasn't hungry.

"Okay. I'll be right back." He said, before leaving the room. I turned back to look at Eli and I saw him looking at me.

"Good morning." He yawned. "How long have you been up?"

"A few hours. I couldn't sleep." I explained.

"You could've woken me." He yawned again.

"No. I couldn't have. It wouldn't have been right. You are finally able to sleep on something that isn't a cement floor, after five years. You also slept better last night than you have any night back in that place. I couldn't wake you up just because I was awake." I said.

I turned when I heard a knock on the door, and saw Dr. Hatzilakos.

"Hi, Clare. How are you feeling?" She asked coming in.

"I'm okay." I stated, pulling away from Eli and sitting up next to him.

"No nightmares, I hope." She continued.

"Um. No, actually." I was confused. No I didn't have any nightmares like I figured I would but how would she know that?

"Good. Then the medication is working." She wrote something down on the clipboard she was holding.

"What medication?" Darcy asked, sitting up. Apparently our talking woke her up, and she was sitting on the couch combing through her hair with her fingers.

"Diazepam. It's an anti-anxiety medication that we put you on immediately once we looked at your history and talked with your parents. They gave consent for it, so we could control your anxiety symptoms. It should keep away the nightmares and panic attacks for now. Once you are released we can put you back on the medication you were on beforehand." She explained before writing again on the clipboard.

"Okay." I relaxed back into the bed.

"Do you two mind giving me a moment with Clare? I need to ask her a few questions." She asked, looking between Eli and Darcy.

"I'm her sister." Darcy stated.

"It's nothing personal towards you. Patients just tend to be more open without outside influences around." The doctor explained kindly.

"Darcy. Just go. I promise I'll tell you anything that is important or that you need to know. Okay? Go find Jake. He's getting coffee." I spoke.

"Alright." Darcy exhaled, before standing up and leaving the room.

"I'll wait outside." Eli stated getting off the bed. He kissed my forehead before following Darcy out.

"I have your test results." She stated grimly. "I'm sorry to tell you this, but you are pregnant."

"What?" I cried. "No. I can't be. I can't." I shook my head in disbelief as tears started to fall down my face. "I don't have any symptoms." I argued.

"Not every woman does have symptoms. Especially so early on. Were you not feeling well, at any point, during the time you were kidnapped?" She continued.

"I—I was for a week or so." I stated.

"Before you were raped or after?" She asked.

"After." I sighed, answering.

"What were your symptoms?" She asked.

"Um. I was lightheaded. Tired. My skin was really pale. I felt really weak." I listed off the symptoms that I could remember in my clouded brain. I couldn't get over the fact that I am pregnant. What am I going to do?

"I believe you are anemic. Probably from lack of nutrition and that you were pregnant. Early in your pregnancy you need a lot of iron in order to begin forming the blood and cells needed for the pregnancy. Most women don't even have an issue with it, because they are able to get enough iron from their diets. You were not able to and this caused you to get sick." She explained.

"But they gave me medication. I—I got better." I argued. Maybe if they were wrong about anemia, they could be wrong about the fact that I was pregnant. Long shot but I could hope.

"The men who brought you here informed us everything you took while you were away. They said that they got you a medication that turns out to have a lot of vitamin C and iron in it. Both things you need to get your anemia under control. You would have most likely gotten sick again if you weren't brought in when you were." She stated.

"So I'm really pregnant?" I asked, about to cry again.

"I'm afraid so. I will give you some time to process this so you can decide what you want to do." She stated, putting the clipboard on the end of my bed. She gave me a sad smile, before leaving the room.

I want to die. I can't believe this is happening to me. Why? Why do I have to go through this? Why me?

"Clare? What's wrong?" Eli asked walking into the room. I completely lost it then. The sobs wracked my body, while Eli climbed onto the bed to wrap his arms around me. "Shh. It's okay, Clare. Whatever it is, it'll be okay." He whispered stroking my hair.

"No." I cried. "It won't be."

"I promise you, you'll be okay. Whatever it is I'll help you get through it." He continued.

I pulled back to look him in the eyes. "I'm pregnant." I stated. He looked startled before he spoke.

"What? How?" He asked, confused.

"I think we both know how." I shuddered as I suppressed a sob so I can speak. The tears were still streaming down my face and I still felt like I was on the verge of sobbing again.

"No. That's not what I mean." He stated, wrapping his arm tighter around me. "Fi—He was supposed to use some sort of protection." He looked confused. "Either a condom or the pill. Something. It's Asher's rule."

"Well since I wasn't called in for that in the first place, I doubt he thought his actions through." I shuddered again. The sobs were getting harder to hold back.

"I'm so sorry, Clare. This shouldn't have to happen to you." He stated looking heartbroken. He pulled me towards him and I began crying again.

What was I going to do? I don't want to have this baby and see Fitz's face in him. I don't think I could take it. I know that I wouldn't be able to give the baby up for adoption either. I couldn't have the child. I realize that now. I don't know how I can possibly have an abortion either. It would go against everything I believe in. And even if I could get passed it, my family wouldn't. At the very least, my mother and Darcy wouldn't. My dad would agree with my mom even if he didn't truly.

Jake was a wild card. I know he was the more rational one, but it would be a matter of how strongly he believes in this. I know that it won't be good either way. But I couldn't have this baby and raise it at seventeen. I couldn't look it in the eyes and see the resemblance to Fitz and the time of my life I would rather forget.

That's what made my decision for me.

"I can't have this baby, Eli. I can't." I sobbed into his chest.