<Christina's POV>

Two-Bit and Steve engaged quickly into a full on drinking contest as soon as the waiter came back to the table. Skyler rolled her eyes at the boys and ended up ordering for all of us since we were all to intrigued with the contest. Now we are all getting steak with mashed potatoes.

Steve reaches for his fourth tequila shot and Two-Bit his fifth. Their eyes are already red along with their faces. The boys' skin is hot to the touch and Steve is working up a sweat. After they suck the liquid down the small glass is slammed back down onto the wood table with such force I am afraid that it will break. Two-Bit is still one ahead so Steve orders Lena to fill up two shots at the same time. The boy brings both glasses up to his mouth and puts them both down his throat simultaneously.

In fact, Steve chugs them with such force his chair tips back and he falls to the floor with a loud crash. I burst out laughing, my hand covering my mouth to control my giggling. Other people in the restaurant begin to look at us oddly and Dally attempts to peel Steve off the floor. Meanwhile Two-Bit is still throwing shots down his throat. Two-But raises one last shot glass and pours it down his throat. We scream in congratulations. Two throws his hands in the air at his win and Steve looks grim. Lean rolls her eyes and plants a long miss ok Steve's cheek, causing him to grin. A short waitress approaches us and I tap Soda's arm frantically. He looks at me concerned and I point his eyes in the direction of the woman. His eyes widen and he takes my hand. "Excuse me, we are going to need to ask you to leave," she says quietly. Two-Bit clumsily gets up from the chair and raises a sweaty hand.

"Can I get a drink for the road toots?" He asks drunkenly. I hide my laugh as the woman scowls. Skyler rolls her eyes and grabs Two-Bit's arm.

"No Kieth, let's leave politely with a positive suggestion for the waitress to pull the underwear that's wedged up her ass too far out a bit," Skyler says as she scrunches her nose. The waitress crosses her arms over her chest and continues to scowl.

"Please exit and enjoy theories ends of the full moon outside," the stubborn woman says. Steve squints his eyes and loosens her belt. His hands gran the top of her jeans and his underwear.

"I'll show you a full moon!" With a swift tug and a turn, Steve's pants are pulled to the ground and his bare butt is pointed in the woman's face. We all burst out laughing as Steve stands up straight again and hikes up his pants. Two tall men then grab Steve's arms and pull him away from the rest of the group and outside. I glance at Leala who looks so alive and amused. Darry is blushing profusely and she just rubs his cheek lightly before kissing him delicately. There is barely a moment more for me to watch the scene before security guards pull me out of the restaurant along with the rest of the gang. I kick and flail and cuss in their faces before they force me outside. The end of March beginning of April air hits my body and I shiver.

"Watch the hands you thugs, I'm pregnant!" I yell in mock anger. Looking around I see the whole gang outside. Two-Bit stumbling around in circles. Steve leaning against Lena and Soda holding him up a bit while trying to hold Josh. Skyler is leaning into Dallas who is holding Tibby in one arm with his other snakes around Skyler's shoulders. Pony boy is by Soda just grinning, and Johnny beside him with his hands shoved in his pockets. Meanwhile Leala is laughing her full head off as she leans into Darry's side. Her mouth is spread in a huge smile, white teeth shining in the light of the moon. I realize in the midst of all the chaos she has thrown her hair in a scraggly bun. Darry rubs her back as she laughs and giggles with her. Soon we are all consumed in laughter.

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Later that night.

"I'll be upstairs in a few minutes, I have to clean up the kitchen, will you put Josh to bed?" I ask Soda as I waddle around the kitchen holding my very pregnant belly.

"Ya, night to you and Wesley in case I'm asleep by the time you get upstairs," Soda says as he kisses me on the cheek and goes to get Josh from the couch. I furrow my eyebrows and grab his arm. He turns around to me with his own eyebrows raised.

"Wesley?" I ask, loosening my grip on his forearm. He smirks slightly.

"Ya, it just popped into my head. I like it, don't you?" Soda asks. I raise a single eyebrow and smirk.

"I do, Wesley and Josh, cute," I say as I release Soda. He smiles bigger and then picks Josh up from the couch and then heads upstairs. I. Erin to wipe the counters down when the house phone rings. Since I know all the boys are in bed I answer it myself. "Hello?" At fist the line is dead silent then a harsh breath sounds off.

"Chris?" The voice on the other end says. It sounds like Two-Bit and he sounds like he is in a complete panic. Gripping the phone tightly I answer him.

"What's wrong?"

"I-I just came home and it was there, I don't know what to do. My ma isn't home and it was just sitting on my doorstep, you have to get here right now," Two-Bit stumbles over his own words and barely manages to get them out.

"I'm on my way, what was there Keith?" The line goes dead before I hear an answer.

A/N uh oh, what's on Keith's door step