"You what?" I ask in shock.

Janine looks down, placing the pregnancy test back in her pocket.

"The reason I came here was.. because I had to tell you guys.. I'm having Michael's baby."

Michael's standing there, his face as shocked as mine.

"And how do you know it isn't one of the Jax boys' baby?" he asks.

Janine looks back up, tears in her eyes. "I only got them yesterday. It wouldn't show that soon, surely."

Michael nods in agreement.

"Should I have an abortion?" Janine asks quietly.

Michael widens his eyes. "Are you serious? No! That's still a human inside of you! You can't just kill it off!"

Janine looks back down in guilt of the comment she just made. I look Michael's way.

"You really think she should keep it?" I ask. Michael nods.

"I do. This child is only human. But, what I'm scared of, is if Janine hurts the poor thing."

"Oh, I won't, I won't be going near it," Janine pipes up.

I whip my head round to face her. "You what?"

"I'm gonna put it up for adoption once it's born. I'm not fit to be a mother. I can't do it. I'm young, I won't be able to cope.."

"You're gonna put it up for adoption?" Michael asks.

Janine nods. "Yes. I won't be able to raise the poor little thing."

Michael looks my way, and takes a moment to think.

"We'll adopt it, once it's born," he says.

Woah, what?

"Michael, what are you talking about?" I ask. Michael looks my way.

"It's the best thing. It's my child, I'll legally be allowed it anyway. And, it saves a lotta trouble when it comes to its birth."

"Michael, maybe we should talk about this, first.." I protest.

"Baby, just think. Having two children will make life better for them both, and for us. Ryder will have a sibling, and we'll have another child, another gift. C'mon, think about it. It'll be good for us all, and Janine won't have to go through the pain of never seeing it again. She's allowed to see it, too."

"Michael.. I don't know about this.."

"Well, I do. C'mon, please? It's my child anyway! It should live with me no matter what! The only difference between this child and Ryder is the mother. Please, please baby. For me?"

"Hmm.. maybe. But, I gotta think. This is a little too sudden."

Janine looks my way.

"You wanna adopt my child?" she asks in disbelief. Michael nods.

"Yes. As a matter of fact, I do. It needs at least one of its real parents with it in life.. so yes, I'd like to adopt it."

"Michael, you'll be good to it, won't you?"

"Of course. It's my child, too, remember? I'll treat it just fine."

"And--"

"And, it'll have Ryder to look out for it. A sibling. A blood related sibling."

"Well.. alright, Michael. I trust in you. I just don't trust in myself."

"That's settled, then. But that doesn't change the fact that you deserve the be locked up in jail for what you did to me, and to all the Jax boys," Michael's tone has gone back to angry.

Janine's eyes fill with tears.

"I know.. and I regret doing it.. I wish I could go back in time and change everything, and I'm sorry.." she apologises.

Michael folds his arms and looks slyly at Janine.

"Whether you regret doing it or not, you're in too far to avoid prison. That child of ours is gonna be born in jail. All because of you," he hisses.

Janine looks down, and walks over to our car, and sits on the bonnet by the ice creams. Lucky they were in tubs, they woulda fallen off, had they been in cones.

"That's the problem," Janine starts. "I'm in too far.. if I hadn't have done what I did, my child wouldn't exist.. it's hard to get my head around, it really is. It's all a lot to take in."

"We know it's a lot to take in. But, it's late at night, and here we are, standing outside on a cold night. Can we please go home?" I protest angrily.

I'm getting tired, angry, upset about all this. Janine is carrying Michael's child!

Michael nods. "Yes, it's getting late Janine. Go home. Get some sleep. I don't wanna see your face until the courtcase happens, unless to talk about our child."

He practically forces her away, and she walks down the street as if nothing happened just now.

I can't help but cry at everything that's been going on. Tears form in my eyes and fall down my cheeks, and Michael embraces me tightly.

"It's ok, baby, it's ok.." he comforts me quietly, and takes my ice cream from the bonnet of the car.

He takes out the spoon and dips it in the tub. He brings out a spoonful of ice cream and brings it to my mouth. I open my mouth slowly and take the ice cream with my tongue.

Michael continues to feed me, until my ice cream is gone. I'm just letting the tears fall down my cheeks, Michael is standing in silence.

"I don't even understand all this.. this is all just.. I'm not even sure about what I want.." I say sadly. Michael squeezes me tighter.

"I know it's hard for you, baby. I know that. But, I'll treat this child as if it were yours. And, you got to as well. I know that won't be easy, but you gotta, for the poor little thing's sake. And then, I'll make sure everything is perfect. No matter what gets in our way, I'll make sure everything is ok. That's my promise, me to you. From tomorrow, it's just you and me. I'll always be here for you, baby. And when we start making our life perfect, from tomorrow, we're gonna start to turn our lives around, wedding planning, making up a little nursery for Ryder and the new child, it'll all be perfect. Ok?"

"I know.. and I'm sorry, Michael. It's been a long day, and I'm tired, stressed and angry.. I just need sleep, then I'll be ok.." I say.

Michael lets me go, and stands opposite me.

"C'mon, we'll go home now," he takes my hand and walks me to the car, taking his ice cream from the bonnet before getting in.

The car ride is almost silent, we're both thinking of so much.

What just happened? It's crazy!

First I find out all my friends are the victims of the same crime, then Janine tries to kill me, I get the upper hand and nearly kill her, then she reveals her life story, Michael comes along and gets angry, Janine goes and says she's pregnant with Michael's baby, says she won't keep it, Michael decides we're gonna adopt the poor thing, he tells her to get out of our lives, she walks away, and here we are.

God, it's been a rough night. It makes it worse, the fact that I was tired, stressed, angry, hormonal and pregnant at the same time. Kinda makes it harder.

We get home, and Michael lets me out the car. I unlock the front door with my key, and we both step inside the house. We change clothes real quick, and get into bed.

"Finally, we get to have some sleep now," Michael says.

"Finally," I repeat.

Michael embraces me, cuddling close to me.

"Remember, our perfect life starts tomorrow?" he asks.

I nod, reassuring him.

"Starts tomorrow," I repeat.

Michael pecks my lips once, before nuzzling my cheek with his nose.

"Goodnight, my King," I say softly.

"Goodnight, my Queen. And goodnight, Prince Ryder."