Questions that needed to be answered :P

Ages; Shane 19, Mitchie 18, Nate 18, Caitlyn 17 turning 18 in a few months.

Jason, is vacant, I'm not sure if I can write is character to be accurate, and my fic is mainly, Naitlyn and Smitchie focused, but I'll try bring him in if you guys want?

Anywhooo Thankyou for the reviews! They were all awesome :)

So I wanted to update quickly because I hate making you guys wait and I've got back into writing this now :P

Heres

Chapter 32

(Can't believe I've got this far!!!)

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Exactly like in the cliche romantic movies, Mitchie woke up with a huge smile, closed her eyes and stretched under the warm covers. Then again, just like in the movies, she rolled over and her head, that was expecting to rest against Shane's torso, hit the mattress startling her.

"Shane?" She mumbled groggily, blearily opening her eyes again moving her hands along the bare side of the mattress. She sat up when she heard a loud clang outside the room and was about to investigate when the chilly temperature of the room seized her body. She shivered and pulled the blankets up to her neck. It was an extremely strange and surreal thing for her to wake up with no clothes on, feeling slightly self-conscious she was almost glad Shane wasn't there with her.

Though she knew he'd probably seen it all last night. The thought caused a blush to creep up her neck and she quickly looked round his bedroom for her clothes that were scattered around the bed, flashes of him literally tearing them off and throwing them everywhere caused her to giggle again.

"Mitch? You awake?"

Mitchie jumped again, her heart began to hammer against her ribcage at his dulcet voice. "Y-yeah!" She stuttered out quickly pulling on the borrowed clothes she wore the night before.

"Oh, well don't come out-"

"What are you doing?" Mitchie interrupted, already stepping out of the room, she couldn't help but giggle at the huge smile plastered on his face. He shrugged sheepishly, "making breakfast?" He held up a pan where two eggs were frying.

"Aww," Mitchie cooed, skipping over to Shane and planting a kiss on his cheek. Just as she pulled away he grabbed her arm gently, "I think you can do better than that," he grinned leaning down and kissing her softly.

She sighed happily as he drew away and turned back to the stove. "I love you Shane," she blurted out blushing again as he turned around slowly, a smirk formed on his perfect lips.

"Mitch," He grinned his hands resting on her waist, pulling her towards him. "I love you so much, but please go back into the bedroom. You're kinda ruining my romantic gesture," Mitchie giggled allowing him to kiss her again before walking back to his bedroom, never before had she felt this happy.

"Like?" Shane asked resting back against the headboard as Mitchie finished the rest of her breakfast. "Mmm," she smiled though inside she was cringing, "tastes good." Shane grinned in return and pulled the plate away, "Mitch, I had some too. It was awful, I really can't cook."

His resignation caused Mitchie to burst out laughing, "well it's a good job you have me then," she smiled cuddling against him. "I love your hair Shane," she added giggling, reaching up to brush the tuft that was sticking up, down. He narrowed his eyes at her, "your fault," he mumbled reaching up, trying to control the mane of black hair.

"I like running my hands through it," Mitchie said leaning up to kiss him again. "Lets go for a walk," she mumbled against his lips, "Apollo needs one." She added as he started to pout, "it's cold outside Mitch," he whined snuggling deeper into the blankets. "Just get up!" She laughed hitting his side.

As he groaned she slid out of the bed and padded over to the bathroom, "you don't mind if I take a shower quick do you?" She turned back him as she began to tie up her hair. He smiled shaking his head, "be my guest, you smell anyways."

Mitchie picked up his discarded skinny jeans and threw them at him as he laughed. "Chill I'm joking, you smell great like... sex." He smirked, not being able to control the blush reaching her cheeks she turned away silently rolling her eyes. Boys.

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After a long shower Mitchie finally emerged from the steaming bathroom to find Shane preoccupied with his hair. Again.

"Mitchie! It won't go!" Shane whined, pouting at her from across the room. She laughed stepping over to him, "what do you mean? 'Go'?" She laughed quietly taking the straighteners from him, after a few tries she suddenly realized what he meant. No matter how many times she straightened a piece it just remained half curled and out of control.

"Oh," she giggled, "just go wash it or something." She suggested resting her chin on his shoulder as he stared at her through the mirror. "You're beautiful."

"And I can't now anyway," Shane sighed standing up, he was dressed and he quickly pulled out a red beanie and pulled it down over his hair. "What? Why not?"

Shane reached over and grabbed his phone, "Nate and Caitlyn are coming round to walk with us. It's been snowing." He grinned as she suddenly bounded over to the window and squealed as she saw a white sheet of snow covering everything.

"It's so clean and perfect," Mitchie sighed, no one had ventured outside so the snow was left untouched since it had fallen. "Just like you," Shane breathed on her neck, showering her in butterfly kisses all over her shoulders and neck, finally landing on her lips. Her hands travelled up his chest, resting on his shoulders as his wrapped around her waist, pulling her up slightly so she was standing on tip-toes.

He pulled away breathlessly and smiled as she whispered, "you make my knees weak." He opened his mouth to reply when the doorbell rang and the two broke apart slowly. "I'll get it, you get Apollo," Mitchie ordered walking out of the bedroom and over to the front door.

"Hey guys- HEY!" She screamed as a snowball hit her square in the nose. Once she wiped the snow away from her eyes she glared at Nate who was resting his hands on his knees as he laughed. "Man that was awesome," he grinned, she stuck her tongue out then looked at Caitlyn who was standing quietly behind him.

Mitchie stepped out, leaving the door open for Shane and walked over to Caitlyn, "hey you okay?" She asked softly, now growing even more worried. Caitlyn looked dazed as she smiled back at Mitchie, "yeah I'm fine, still just feeling a little ill I guess," she sighed then added, "I hope it passes."

"It will, it's probably just a bug." Mitchie hugged her quickly then pulled back as Caitlyn cringed, "you're glowing. And I know what that means." She laughed quietly as Mitchie looked down and blushed. "On the bright side, at least you're legal." Caitlyn said bitterly but at the questioning look shot by Mitchie she shook her head, "never mind, let's walk."

Mitchie frowned at her behavior but shook it off, she looked back and saw Shane who smiled at her before nodding over to Caitlyn. Mitchie nodded back and turned to her friend, running to catch her up.

"Dude your hair!" Nate burst out laughing. During a heated snowball fight, Shane's beanie was torn off revealing his disheveled mess of hair. "Bed hair," Shane snapped ignoring his brother who had collapsed on the ground, rolling around in the snow. "It's not that funny Nate," Caitlyn said though her own face was beginning to crack into a smile.

By now, Shane was beginning to sulk and retreated over to where Apollo was now tied up after his long walk. "Nate!" Mitchie scolded, "you know he's sensitive about his hair!" She giggled then followed her boyfriend to make sure he didn't sulk for too long. Besides she had to return home soon anyway.

"Hey hot stuff," she smiled as he sat on the bench, kicking the snow under his shoes. "Hey doll face," He smiled back pulling her onto his lap. "I have to go soon," Mitchie pouted again trying to flatten down his hair for him as she spoke.

"I know, but you're coming back tonight." Shane smirked running his hands up and down her arms in attempts to warm her up as she shivered. Mitchie chewed on her lip shaking her head gently, "I don't think I can. To be honest, I'll think I'll be having the talk with my Mom tonight."

Shane laughed leaning up he kissed her cheek. "It's a little too late for that now isn't it?"

"Possibly," she agreed resting her head on his shoulder. "Possibly? Were you not there with me last night?" Shane leaned his head against hers. "Because it was amazing." He whispered in her ear, causing her skin to tingle pleasantly.

She lifted her head cautiously, "better than those other-"

"Don't. You're not even on the same scale as them." Shane interrupted her, afraid of another dispute over his ex girlfriend's again. "Okay," she replied softly then stood up. "I better go."

Shane quickly stood up after her, his eyes flashing in concern wondering if the whole argument had been reignited. "Mitchie, I'm sorry! I just didn't..."

He frowned as she smiled up at him, "Shane, relax. I just really need to go home." She stood on her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into the most passionate kiss she could muster. Silently telling him they were going to be okay.

"I'll miss you," he said sweetly, "okay let's go break up the bickering kids," Shane pointed towards Nate and Caitlyn who were both scowling at each other.

Shane helped Mitchie walk over to the two as she slid around, her boots not providing a very good grip on the snow. "Hey what's going on?"

"HE threw snow at me!" Caitlyn glared at Nate as he shook his head incredulously. "Well its called a 'snow fight' for a reason Cait! WHat do you want me to throw rocks instead?!" He yelled back looking quite serious about his comment.

"Urgh, you shouldn't throw a snowball at a girl!" She huffed storming off towards the car leaving all three in stunned silence. "God I hate girls," Nate grumbled then looked up at Mitchie quickly whose eyes were narrowed. "Not you, just that one!" He pointed towards Caitlyn before he slowly followed her footprints.

"Woah," Shane whistled, "good luck with that," He said leaning down for one more kiss before pushing her towards the car. "I'll call you later. Love you." He grinned then went to untie Apollo who was busy eating the snow around him.

"Love you too!"

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This is torture!

Mitchie silently wished a meteor would somehow crash from space in her garden, or on her house even! Anything to stop her Mom from talking!

"...Mitchie honey, I know you're a grown woman now, and you'll be wanting to do grown up things. Like sex. Or drugs..."

Mitchie's jaw dropped, "Mom! I would never do drugs?!" She was actually quite offended by the suggestion. Connie smiled sadly, "but the other?" Mitchie remained silent to the question, believing it to be more rhetorical than anything.

Connie sighed, not quite believing how fast her only daughter was growing up. "Well then, shall I make a doctors appointment?" Mitchie's eyes snapped up astounded, she half expected her Mom to ground her and never let her see Shane, the man who stole her innocence, again.

"What for?" She asked timidly, then suddenly realized. "Oh! The pill! Um... yes please Mom." She said quietly looking down at the table. This must have been the single most awkward conversation she'd ever encountered.

"Okay, and... I don't really feel all that comfortable talking to Caitlyn about this, but... do you think she'll need to as well?"

Mitchie bit her lip not knowing if it was her place to say. But this would help Caitlyn in the long run so she nodded, "yeah she needs it as well."

"Oh boy," Connie closed her eyes, she hadn't realized either of her girls were now sexually active, though the almost guilty look in Mitchie and Shane's eyes last night told her enough. "Okay, I'll make an appointment on thursday, do you mind telling Caitlyn for me?"

Mitchie nodded, glad for the opportunity to get out of there. "I'll go tell her now," Mitchie smiled standing up she rushed to the door, "Oh Mom, thank you." She smiled before dashing up the stairs.

"Caitlyn?" Mitchie whispered as she entered her blacked out room. She stepped into the room and could see the shadow of Caitlyn on her bed, reaching over she turned on her bedside lamp and looked down worriedly at her friend.

"Cait?" Mitchie gasped as Caitlyn rolled over, her eyes red and puffy, clutching the small stuffed toy she'd brought from her home. "Whats wrong?" Mitchie asked softly, sitting down on the bed. It took a while for Caitlyn to respond as sobs raked her body but in the end she shook her head stubbornly.

"I'll tell you later." She said bluntly rolling back onto her side. Mitchie sat still for a while then decided not to push it, instead she told her what her Mom had said about the two of them going on the pill.

"No."

"Caitlyn, this is important for us to do. I mean we don't want to end up pregnant!" Mitchie argued, shocked my Caitlyn's refusal.

"I said no!" Caitlyn yelled, slamming her fists down on her bed. She was crying again, tears pouring out of her eyes. "Caitlyn..." Mitchie whispered sitting closer, "What? Why won't you?"

Again Caitlyn remained silent. Only sobs escaping her pursed lips, Mitchie sighed angrily getting annoyed that whatever was going on, Caitlyn wasn't trusting Mitchie enough to tell her.

"Right." Mitchie stood up and closed her door, "I'm just going to tell Mom to put us both on the pill. You need to."

Caitlyn let out a frustrated scream into her pillow then stood up shaking her head. "You can't Mitch!" She yelled whilst pacing back and forth across the room.

"Why. Not." Mitchie gritted out, growing tiresome of Caitlyn's attitude.

"Because!" Caitlyn practically screamed out before collapsing onto her bed. "It's too late."

The silence grew into an awkward tension as Mitchie dropped onto her bed, her jaw wide open. She wasn't sure if she'd heard correctly, or maybe she hoped she hadn't so she asked Caitlyn to repeat.

"I said, it's too late. I'm already pregnant." Caitlyn burst into a fresh wave of tears and Mitchie quickly jumped to her side, wrapped her arms around her.

"Are... are you sure?" Mitchie asked, not knowing what to do or say, she was still in shock herself. Caitlyn pulled away, "well," she started wiping her tears away and regaining her composure before continuing on.

"The first time Nate and I, had... sex," more tears springing from her eyes, "it was about 5 weeks ago. I don't think... no I know, we didn't use protection. I just didn't think about it! But I've been feeling sick, and I'm late and... I'm not ready Mitch!" She sobbed into Mitchie's shoulder. Mitchie remained frozen, not being able to shake off the shocked feeling coursing through her.

"Nate turned 18, 7 weeks ago." Mitchie mumbled blankly, not really thinking before she spoke. She heard Caitlyn gasp in horror, her eyes flashing wildly.

"Oh My GOD!" Caitlyn recoiled from Mitchie shrinking into her cover, "Nate! He'll be charged! If they find out I'm pregnant and he's the father, they could charge him with rape!" She was hysterical by now and Mitchie was mentally kicking herself for bringing Nate's age up.

"Caitlyn! Have you taken a test?!" Mitchie gripped her shoulders in a vice, "Do you know for sure?" She asked slowly, willing Caitlyn to calm down and breathe for a second. Mitchie felt a tiny bit of hope rise in her as Caitlyn shook her head. At least it wasn't 100% proven yet.

"Okay," Mitchie sighed her voice hoarse, "Tomorrow, I'll go down to the store and get you a test okay? I've got money so I'll get the best one I can?"

Caitlyn looked up at Mitchie, her eyes sparkling with tears. "Thank you," she whispered clinging onto Mitchie tightly. "Can you get one too?" Mitchie smiled shortly, "so we do it together?" She laughed finally as she saw a smile appear on Caitlyn's face.

"A girls night," she hiccuped as she laughed, wiping the tears from her eyes. "Cait," Mitchie sighed as she watched Caitlyn get back into her bed. Caitlyn nodded pulling the blankets up to her face.

"I'll be here for you. Whatever happens got that?"

"Yeah"

"Good, now get some rest."

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"Hey baby," Shane pulled Mitchie into a bone crushing hug as soon as he saw her. She breathed in loving the cologne he was wearing. "You smell good," he sighed mirroring her own thoughts about him. He stooped down, brushing his lips against hers gently before snapping his head back as my Mom called out, "morning Shane!"

He waved back uncertainly looking down at Mitchie who sighed. "We had the talk."

"Oh." He dropped his hand, "Thank you for inviting me round yesterday Mrs Torres," Shane turned on his charm as he put his arm around Mitchie's waist. Turning around they both walked to his car. "Hey, do you think the store will be open today?" Mitchie asked looking up at her window to see Caitlyn watching her. "Don't tell Shane!" Caitlyn had practically begged and so Mitchie promised her to keep it secret.

"Um, yeah I drove past it on the way up here. What do you need?" He questioned pulling out of her driveway sending one last wave to Connie. Mitchie chewed on her lip and smiled as the light bulb went off.

This answer was sure to stop any further questioning. "Girls stuff."

"Oh."

Bingo. Mitchie smirked as Shane shuddered beside her, she rolled her eyes and turned the radio on. Suddenly he reached out and took her hand in his, "not trying to sound like an addict or anything but, does this mean we can't have sex again for a week?"

Damn, he'd overcome his fear of talking about the problems girls have. "Umm," She bit her lip, surely if she wasn't on now, she'd be on soon and then that'd be two weeks. "It's for Caitlyn." Mitchie said, reasoning that she wasn't exactly lying at all. It was girls stuff, and it was for Caitlyn.

"Awesome." Shane smirked squeezing her hand before placing it back on the wheel. "Though sucks for Caitlyn," he laughed, Mitchie nodded thinking how true that could be.

"Do you want me to come in with you?" Shane asked as he parked the car. Mitchie smiled shaking her head, "I'm a big girl, Shane." She laughed getting out thankful that he didn't argue with her. Once inside the store she picked out a few objects, before finally heading over to the pregnancy tests. Looking around she spotted the most expensive and sighed at the costs, though they were the most reliable, detecting a positive pregnancy after only a few days of conception. She nodded and picked out two, shoving them in the her basket below the other items.

"Okay, here goes." Mitchie sighed heading over to the check out. She was worried about the looks she received but the old lady behind the till only shot her a sympathetic smile. "Is that all for today miss?"

Mitchie nodded silently, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet. Anxious just to get out of there. Once the items were scanned she put the pregnancy tests into her purse then loaded the rest into a shopping bag. "Thank you," she said quietly, more referring to the fact that the woman didn't shoot her the look of disappointment, after all it wasn't even her test.

"Took you long enough," Shane smiled as she got back in the car and poked her tongue out at him, "just drive." She ordered crossing her arms, her heart thudding as she thought about the contents of her purse. "Yes dear."

Although Mitchie was enjoying her afternoon with Shane she couldn't hide the fact that she was itching to get back home to Caitlyn. Shane who could read Mitchie like a book began to get nervous, between yesterday and today he started to wonder if she regretted being with him. He chewed on his lip, not being able to peel his eyes away from her, as if he was afraid she'd run away again.

"Mitch," his voice cracked slightly, as the nerves built. She looked up at him from her position curled up beside him, though once again her eyes darted to the clock. "Yeah?"

"Do... do you regret, being with me?" Shane stuttered closing his eyes afraid to see her nod, or give an indication that she did. He sighed in relief as he felt her soft lips press against his, he squinted through one eye at her just to make sure she was still there. "Shane, I love you. I'm never going to regret being with you." Mitchie would've asked where his idea had come from but she knew he'd obviously been watching her closely and misreading her signs.

"You just seem like you don't want to be here." He sighed putting his arm around her shoulder and resting his forehead against hers so he could stare deep into her eyes. She stared back, feeling like she was drowning in his chocolate brown orbs. "No, it's just I'm worried about Caitlyn." She said, which was true.

Shane nodded understandingly, "okay, well I'll drive you back now if you like?" He didn't want her to leave but knew she needed to be with her friend, after all Caitlyn would always come a little above him. It was like the rule in girl friendships.

"Really? You'd do that?" Mitchie stared up at him, resisting the urge to just jump on him then and there as he nodded sincerely. "Anything for you doll face," he kissed her tenderly.

Mitchie smiled gratefully and jumped off of the couch, "thank you, I'm just going to go to the bathroom," she kissed him again quickly then walked into the other room.

Shane leaned back, resting his feet up on the table, he reached up and ruffled up his hair his entire thoughts preoccupied with Mitchie. He couldn't believe his plan had worked, he'd finally got his girl and he couldn't be happier.

He yawned then looked over to Mitchie's bag. "Hey baby?" He called out, the petname just rolling off his tongue, he smiled as she mumbled something back and the toilet flushed. "You got gum?" He called out then without waiting for answer he chuckled and reached for a her purse. He dug into it, looking for the gum when his fingers curled around two long boxes. He frowned looking back up at the bathroom door which was still closed and gently tugged one of the boxes out.

"Shane!" Mitchie screeched, watching with terrified eyes as Shane held up the pregnancy test box. "Shane it's not what it looks like!" Mitchie panicked stumbling forewards towards him, trying to snatch the box away.

"Well then explain to me please Mitch," Shane snapped, "cos I'm kind of freaking out here. We used protection?"

Mitchie groaned slumping down on the couch, she saw no way out of this. Unless she pretended to be some over cautious nut.

"Mitchie, come on! There's no way you're pregnant!" Shane sighed heavily, "I knew you weren't ready for this." He groaned dropping the tests beside her and walking over to the kitchen, and leaned over it, his back to Mitchie. She frowned at his statement and stood up now aggravated, "Shane!" Mitchie stressed grabbing his arm and forcing him to face her.

She was going to tell the truth. There was no other option, she trusted him to keep it quiet. "They're not mine Shane. I don't think I'm pregnant."

Shane shook his head unbelieving. "Well if they're not yours then..." His face dropped as he suddenly realized who they were for. "No.." He whispered closing his eyes angrily, "I'm going to kill him!" He gritted out, his jaw clenching. "God, what an idiot!"

Mitchie rested her hand on his cheek, he was seething and before he did something rash she quickly interrupted, "no Shane, she might not be pregnant. Look just promise you won't say anything?" She saw he was about to refuse so added, "at least until after the test results!"

The next 15 minutes went by with Mitchie trying to persuade Shane to keep quiet, and him yelling about how stupid Nate and Caitlyn were. "He could go to prison!" Shane almost shouted, the same thoughts scaring him as much as they had scared Caitlyn.

"Yeah, look let's just worry after we know for sure okay?"

Shane agreed hesitantly then grabbed his keys, he was now suddenly just as eager for her to get home as she was. "Come on."

"Call me?" He kissed her cheek as she unbuckled herself once he'd pulled up beside her house. "Yeah, I will. Love you."

"Love you too."

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"Have you done it yet?"

"No!"

"Well hurry up! I don't want my result to come before you've finished!" Caitlyn squeaked, holding the stick in her hands, too nervous to care that she was holding the pee stick tightly in her hands.

"Done," Mitchie said in a hushed voice, stepping out of the bathroom after flushing. She saw no point in taking one herself, in fact it was hard for her to go because she'd barely drunk anything that day. But being the supportive friend she went along with Caitlyn's wish.

They sat in her room silently, Mitchie holding her phone, timing the now 1 minute and 23 seconds left on her phone. Caitlyn sobbed quietly on her bed, not daring to look at the stick incase it changed color. Mitchie had put hers to the side on her desk, she already knew the answer for hers.

"What if... I'm scared for Nate. I love him so much, he might leave me! Oh my god I can't believe we've been so stupid! I'll have to get an abortion! But I can't kill a baby! A baby Mitchie..."

"Caitlyn..."

"A baby! I'm too young, we're too young. Nate's career and..."

"Caitlyn!" Mitchie gripped her friends shoulders, with tears in her eyes. "Look down at your test." Mitchie ordered, quickly wiping the tears from Caitlyn's face.

"Negative?" Caitlyn choked out disbelievingly. "Negative." Mitchie confirmed, breathing a sigh of relief. "You okay?" Mitchie asked as Caitlyn continued to stare down at the stick.

"Yeah," her voice was hoarse, "I'm just so relieved you know?" She smiled genuinely for the first time in days. "Yeah, but Cait, please don't... not until you're 18?" Mitchie knew she had no authority to demand such a thing but after this scare she felt she had some right.

"We won't... I'll tell Nate. God I'm so happy!" She squealed, picking up the stick and throwing it in the trash. Mitchie grinned and jumped off her bed, picking up her own test. She looked down at it and breathed out deeply. "Yours?" Caitlyn snorted, the relief washing over her time and time again.

"Oh, negative," Mitchie smiled, dropping the test into the trash. "Negative" she repeated shrugging then looked at Caitlyn oddly who'd frozen mid-dance. "Why haven't I had my period then? Or why am I sick?"

"It's probably just a bug, and sometimes your periods go whack," Mitchie reached for her phone and dialed Shane's number, her fingers shaking slightly.

"Is she?!" His urgent voice demanded as soon as he picked up.

"No. Negative, great huh?" Mitchie smiled and shot an apologetic look over to Caitlyn who glared, she covered the phone and whispered, "I had to! He thought they were mine and I was being a freak!"

"Thats great!-" Shane breathed out, "I'm so glad, I wasn't ready to be an uncle," He laughed and Mitchie smiled. "You'd be a cool uncle," she reasoned thinking of him playing with Caitlyn and Nate's curly haired kid.

"That's not the point, we're all to young for that kind of thing. I'm seriously having words with Nate. I wouldn't know what I'd do if that was me."

Mitchie nodded understandingly, "yeah I know... just let Cait talk to Nate first okay? She needs to tell him about this."

"Yeah I will, you're going to the doctors tomorrow right?"

"Yeah our appointments at 1."

"Good, we won't have to worry anymore," he sighed, then brightened up, "you're staying round tomorrow night?"

"I'll ask Mom, she'll probably say yes though," Mitchie smiled the thought of spending the night with him again was enough to cheer her up.

"Awesome! I'm going shopping with Nate and Jase tomorrow, so I'll call you when I'm done okay?"

"Okay, but remember, don't talk to Nate about this..."

"Mess?" He filled in, "I won't. See you tomorrow Mitch, have fun at the doctors. Love you."

"Love you too, night."

Mitchie hung up and placed her phone on the counter, her eyes drifting over to the trash can before looking back up at Caitlyn who was looking in the same place. "Nate's going to freak," she said in a high pitched voice, making Mitchie laugh. "Yeah, well at least he'll keep his hands off you until your old enough." Mitchie smirked then laid back down in her bed, staring blankly up at the ceiling.

She found herself imagining Caitlyn's situation, pregnant and barely an adult, what would her Mom say... what would Shane say? He wouldn't know what to do, like he said, she shivered looking across at Caitlyn who was watching her.

"Thank you Mitch, you really are amazing." Mitchie smiled back, "You're my best friend Caitlyn, practically my sister! And I know if I was in that situation, you'd do that same right?" She closed her eyes, feeling exhausted after the days events.

"Yeah course I would. But trust me Mitch, it ain't worth it so be careful," Caitlyn sighed also cuddling down into her bed. "Warning noted," Mitchie laughed, "night Caitlyn."

"Night sis," Caitlyn giggled closing her eyes. She was too worked up to sleep and so planned how she was going tell Nate about everything. Though she didn't have to worry too much, she wasn't pregnant after all. She then drifted off to sleep with a smile upon her face.

Thankful that the result was totally unexpected.

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Unexpected?! Yeah well you all guessed so it made me defiant and set on changing the plot slightly :P

One of my flaws, I have a tendency to want to prove people wrong :P

Haha but I wouldn't have changed it except I thought of something and planned for it, so I know what I'm writing for more chapters now!

Anyway I'm quite excited to finish this so please Review!

Stick with it! And I promise I'll get better soon!

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