<Soda's POV>

Excitement. It's running through my veins, poisoning my heart, electrifying my soul. I am so happy and jumpy all I want to do is kiss Christina and hug my family. "When do we tell everyone?"

"Before you and Steve leave again which is soon so I say we have all the guys and Skyler over and tell them together," Chris suggests. I nod my head and then can't keep my calm anymore. A smile stretches across my face again and I kiss Christina on the lips until we lose our oxygen.

"Can we tell them tonight?" I ask overly excited. Chris looks at me oddly.

"I'm still taking it all in Soda," she says surprised at me.

"I know, but the gang is my family and I just want them to know," I exclaim. Chris sighs then nods her head in defeat. My arms wrap around her in a tight hug.
"Come on let's go find everyone," I say. As we walk out of the bathroom I see half of our job is done. Steve, Two-Bit, and Johnny are already sitting in our living room talking happily to Pony and Darry who is cooking in the kitchen.

"Hey guys what were you doing in the bathroom together?" Steve asks wiggling his eyebrows.

"Wouldn't you like to know," Chris says at my hip. Moments later Dally busts through the door with Skyler's lips on his. Even when they are in the house their lips don't separate. "Guys," Chris says. Dally puts up his pointer finger to shush Christina. Two-Bit whistles and Skyler tries to pull away from Dally's kiss, but Dally doesn't let her leave his side yet. We all start to whistle now and then finally Dally pulls away slowly and pumps his fist in the air. We cheer and Skyler's face turns bright red as she glares at Dally angrily. Dally looks down at her lovingly and when Skyler tries to playfully slap Dallas, he quickly grabs her wrist and kisses her hand like a gentleman. I laugh and pull Chris to my side.

"Dinners ready!" Darry yells from the kitchen. In a split second were all racing to get to the food. Since the table is so small Christina sits on my lap, and Pony and Johnny share a seat. We pass around the chicken legs and mashed potatoes. Unfortunately Steve spills mashed potatoes on Two-Bit which makes Two-Bit punch him in the face. We laugh again and now a smile is really plastered on my face. As everyone starts to eat I tap Chris's thigh as a motion to start talking. She places her fork down on the table gently and clears her throat.

"Um, so guys I, I mean we have something to tell you all," Chris says while gesturing to herself and I.

"Spit it out," Dally says clearly annoyed with the buildup of suspense.

"Well, we're pregnant!" Chris shouts happily. Skyler chokes on her food, Dally flys back in his chair onto the ground with a crash. Steve screams, "Finally!" Darry claps along with Two-Bit, and Pony and Johnny smile and mumble congratulations. The sound of Skyler choking still remains behind all the other noise for awhile and when she finally stops coughing she looks at Chris surprised.

"What?"

"We're pregnant," I repeat. Dally quickly stands from the ground.

"You don't need to say it again Sodapop Curtis," Dally blares. The smile on Chris's face fades.

"You're pregnant?!" Skyler yells. Everyone else silences. "You're only 18!"

"I'm also married, and besides you guys aren't my parents, not to mention you obviously didn't make an effort to keep yourself from getting knocked up," Christina yells back. I squeeze her hand in reassurance. Skyler's face turns bright red and Dally holds her back from slashing at Chris.

"Let's all just calm down," I say.

"You have no right to insult me!" Skyler continues to yell while trying to slap Christina. Dally picks Skyler up and begins to walk out of the house mumbling things like sorry and I'll talk to you later. As Dally shuts the door behind him with much struggle Chris breaks down crying. I rub her shoulders in reassurance. Everyone else just stays seated in silence.

"Well shit," Steve says.

<Skyler's POV>

I try desperately to get out of Dally's grip, but fail. He carries me out the door until we are a few feet away from the house. Only then does he release his grip on my body.
"She had no right to say that to me!" I yell, "doesn't she know that I already feel guilty enough about this!" Dallas shushes me.

"We were all just in the heat of the moment, relax," Dallas says while putting his hands on my shoulder.

I back away from his grip. "I'm not going to calm down, I am pregnant, depressed, broke, all at the same time and I don't have enough energy to deal with-" I am cut off by Dally's lips against mine. My body melts into his and I fall into his arms, exhausted and crying. "God damn hormones." Dally sits down on the sidewalk and I sit in his lap. "I'm so stupid," I mumble in his shirt.

"No you're not, just relax, lets go home, we can come back and apologize once everyone is calmed down a bit," Dally states. We rise from the ground slowly and begin to walk home. The walk home is silent and I don't make an effort to talk, even when we arrive home our mouths remain closed. We change into our night clothes quietly and then lay on opposite sides of the bed, just breathing slowly. It's weird without Dally's presence on my body. I'm usually laying on his chest or spooning. After a few minutes I realize I won't be sleeping tonight because Dally's arms aren't around me. I move around uncomfortably in the bed and try to get comfortable, but even after several different positions I still can't fall asleep.

Dally must sense my distress because next thing I know his arm wraps around my waist and pulls my back to his chest. I am more comfortable now, mostly because I can now hear the comforting sound of his heart beat. Just that sound could put me to sleep.

I've come to love the sound of his heart. Trying to figure out why I love the sound I come to the conclusion that it's comforting because whenever I'm in distress Dallas is the one that holds me. For some reason I start to weep quietly in Dallas's arms. I try desperately to stop the tears, but the stream keeps flowing down my cheeks along with the tiny gasps for air from my mouth. Dally lifts his head in concern. "Sky, what's wrong?" He asks in a gruffled voice. I quickly flip around so my face is now buried in his chest. My legs wrap around his legs and my arms wrap around his waist. Dally rubs my back and doesn't make me talk. For that I am grateful because if he asks me what's wrong I wouldn't be able to tell him since I'm not to sure myself.

"Dallas I don't know why I'm crying, I'm sorry I woke you," I say through tears into his chest. He grabs my hips and pulls me up so my face is to his.

"Sometimes people just need to cry, they just need to let it all out." I realize what Dallas has said is very true. I let it all out. I cry for all the times something has gone wrong. Being attacked by the Socs, getting raped, getting pregnant, running from Dally, getting angry at Dally, the miscarriage, yelling at Christina. I let everything out. I let everything out that has happened from the beginning. From the day my life changed. From the day I met the one I truly love.

A/N Aweee our poor little baby Skyler. HOLY FUCK POOR CHRISTINA GOT SO DISAPPOINTED IN SKYLER. ALL SHE WANTED WAS A CONGRATS! I hate myself

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