Author's Notes: Okay, so I'm pretty freaked out myself for what's going to happen to Rachel and her baby! Eek!

#1: Quote of the Day: "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH I TOTALLY CALLED THAT!!!!!!!!OH SHIZ WHEN ADAM FINDS OUT HES GONNA B ALL OMFG!!!!!!!! (NO PROBABLY NOT....BUT HE WILL B SURPRIZED........MAYB) RICKY NEEDS DTO DIE....AS ALWAYS...........YET HE STILL DOESNT!!!!!!!!!!!WHEN HE DOES DIE IM GOING TO LAUGH AND LAUGH AND LAUGH AND LAUGH AND...WELL U GET THE POINT OOOOOOO I HOPE HE GETS RUN OVER BY A TAXI OR SLIPS ON A KETCHUP PACKET AND BREAKS HIS NECK IN MCDONALDS......HEHE........YEA SO IM GONNA STOP NOW B4 I GET TOO CARRIED AWAY. WRITE MORE SOON... :D" -Brittni27

That totally made me laugh!

#2: Quote of the Day: "Oh my cherry. Its about time that freakazoide goes to the mental health instituition and gets chained his bed. I lurve your story. I want to show ricky what happens when you do something like what he did, the pain he'll get in kansas. He get the biggest butt whopping that's not from rache, cause rache is saving that for adam, but in ks. he might die from his death penaltty. *insert evil laughter here* 

Anyway. toodles! *british(horribe) accent here.*" -beastboytt4eva12

Haha!

#3: Quote of the Day: "omg omg omg kay im jgonna say this... u r so effin awesome!!!!!! i luv the story soo much and i think u are an awesome writer!!1 ughhhhhh i swear i am gonna die cuz i am sooo impatient so dont take offense.... HURRY UP!!!!!!! kay there and ricky is such a fu**** up b!tch and i hate and i hope he burns in the pits of hell all doped up on his pyscho meds!!!!!!!! yea well thats all i have to say.... so byers! :) 

p.s. I" -gothicchick222

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Holy fucking crap! Normally I don't say that, unless I'm referring to Ricky in some manner, but screw it! Pregnant? I can't be pregnant! I'm completely defenseless! I can't fight Ricky now!

"Pregnant?" I squeaked. "There must be some mistake."

"I'm afraid not," he shook his head, pitying me. "Tell me Rachel, are you sexually active?"

I grew very nervous; my palms tingled, and I felt sweat on the front of my forehead.

Omigod. It all makes sense now. We didn't use protection. How in the hell did we manage that? We were in Wal-Mart, for heavens sake! They have tons of condoms there! Dear God, help me.

"Um, oh God," I was now freely sweating. "Yes, I am, but only just recently."

He looked at me oddly. Oh, God. It must have sounded like I suddenly released my inner slut, and decided to have "fun" with multiple guys in the past few weeks.

I fidgeted slightly in my seat, and looked for Ricky in the hallway. But thankfully, he wasn't there.

"I mean, two weeks ago me and my boyfriend, um..." I glanced around nervously, trying to find the right words. "Furthered our relationship."

He looked at me disapprovingly. "Rachel, you know better than that. But what's done is done, and now I have to speak to a guardian."

This made me even more nervous, if that's possible. "I don't have one..."

He looked absolutely dumbfounded. "You don't have a guardian? How is that possible?"

Dr. Leigh, or as I call him, Walter, is a person I knew I could trust, probably the only person I like here in NYC. I actually come to the hospital more than you'd think. Ricky is pretty busy setting up my life, so I go out and have some fun. You'd think that'd be easy, but it's rather hard. Having fun here without my buds just isn't fun! We're the Fantastic Four! I know, not original, but Drew "came up" with it, then he got all sad when we vetoed the suggestion. So, it stuck so he'd quit his yapping.

So, I've done some pretty, you might say dumb things. I've scaled buildings, saved kitties from trees. One time there was this adorable white and gray kitty stuck in a tree. It just broke my heart to see him there! So, I climbed the tree, and let me just say, that was one big tree! A neighbor saw me and came to help. So, to make my job easier, I handed him the cat and he went into his house to feed it. He has like nine cats, so he's a pro. Anyways, at that moment I realized that getting down was going to be a hell of a lot harder than getting up there was. To make a long (and painful) story short, I fell, I had many a boo-boo, and I went to the hospital, where I met Walter, and he's been my doctor ever since.

"Rachel, you can trust me."

I sighed, and I cracked. I wanted to do it myself, fix this myself, but who am I kidding? I'm pregnant, I'm caring for two now. I can't fight Ricky.

So, I spilled the beans. He looked absolutely indescribable. His face turned a strange shade of blue, and he sighed dramatically.

I told him everything. From the attempted rape, to the killing of my mom and my kidnapping. I also told him about my now foolish plan.

Walter took out his phone and called 911. The police came shortly and arrested Ricky. Needless to say, I was relieved.

But he didn't leave quietly. He started screaming and yelling that we hadn't seen the end of him. He said he'd be back.

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So Walter apparently took a liking to me over this time, because he adopted me. I have no living relatives, so my next option was to go to an orphanage. I think not.

Tina, Walter's wife loves me, too.

So this might be good.

There's one downside to all of this, though. I can't stay in the United States, or anywhere near here any longer. Ricky could come for me again. That dude is obsessed, moving somewhere in the U.S wouldn't stop him.

Also, to my absolute horror, the police questioned Ricky about what he'd done to me, and they asked him if the baby was his. So now he knows, and that's just going to make him even more determined to get me back.

So Tina and Walter really didn't want to stay in the U.S after we found out about that.

That is, I couldn't until I convinced Tina and Walter otherwise. I'm going to be famous, because that contract is still valid. So, I'll have a bunch of bodyguards protecting me.

It worked, and apparently, I have to move anyways because I'll be recording me first album in Hollywood. I wanted to go back to Springfield, but to my horror, Springfield, and everything even remotely related to it is off limits. It's just too dangerous, especially now that I'm pregnant. I still can't get used to that.

Which means Adam is off limits. I can't even have a cell phone, because I can be tracked that way.

I'm going to die.

At least this isn't permanent. I mean, how long can I be quarantined?

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The plane ride there was absolutely lethal. I must have barfed like a hundred times. Morning sickness, and motion sickness at the same time? Not fun!

I felt like rolling over and screaming a bunch of unladylike, as Tina says, words.

I can't do anything "dangerous" or "stupid" nowadays. I guess I understand.

I'm a month and a half in, and it sucks butt. Being pregnant is so gruelingly painful!

Luckily, God still loves me and the plane ride wasn't all that long.

When we got there, I saw the big 'ole letters that spelled HOLLYWOOD.

Ah. Maybe I'll enjoy myself!

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I have been hopping around on one foot for about five minutes now looking for my other sandal. Yes, I know the smart thing to do was ditch the sandal I did have, and find one with a pair, but I had my heart set on that pair of sandals, so I continued my search and eventually found it!

I'm going to go record my album, now. It will definitely take a while!

I'm going to have to do each song SO many times! I wrote all of them!

Anyways, it's June now! Yay! My stomach is still the same size. Is that normal? Shouldn't it look like an inflated balloon? It's probably too early to notice. Thank God. The recording of this album will take probably a year, so that's enough time so I don't have to go out and perform with a huge stomach!

Eek.

I got to the studio and went exploring. As expected, I got lost and had someone sent for me. The person in charge doesn't even know me, and he already knew this would happen. Am I really that predictable? Don't answer that.

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I need water. I just sang the same song over and over and over again, and I still didn't get it right! It's the song I wrote for Adam, "Falling for You." I'm pretty sure all my songs are written for Adam.

Thank God, it's time to go home.

I thought I might go insane!

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I'm four months in now. I can see the bulge in my stomach now. I nearly faint every time I look in the mirror. For a while, I tried to convince myself I was just fat, but that didn't really work.

I mastered the first song, and I wrapped up the second song last month, and I'm almost done with the third song!

The second one is this:

(A.N: I do not own this song. It's "Crazier" by Taylor Swift, my favoritest singer in the world!)

"I'd never gone with the wind 

Just let it flow 

Let it take me where it wants to go to 

You open the door 

There's so much more 

I've never seen it before 

I was trying to fly but I couldn't find my wings 

But you came along and you changed everything

"You lift my feet off the ground 

You spin me around 

You make me crazier, crazier 

Feels like I'm fallin' and I  

Am lost in your eyes 

You make me crazier, crazier, crazier

"I've watched from a distance as you 

Made life your own 

Every sky was your own kind of blue 

And I wanted to know how that would feel 

And you made it so real 

You showed me something that I couldn't see 

You opened my eyes 

And you made me believe

"You lift my feet off the ground 

You spin me around 

You make me crazier, crazier 

Feels like I'm fallin' and I 

Am lost in your eyes 

You make me crazier, crazier, crazier Oh

"Baby you showed me what livin' is for 

I don't wanna hide anymore

"You lift my feet off the ground 

You spin me around 

You make me crazier, crazier 

Feels like I'm fallin' and I 

Am lost in your eyes 

You make me crazier, crazier, crazier  

Crazier, crazier,"

That one's about Adam. Duh.

"Rachel! From the top!" Dean, my manager screamed at me.

"Okay, okay, geesh!" I said, getting up from the comfy chair I sat in during my break, which apparently is now over.

I entered the little room thing, and put the headphones over my ears. I gave Dean and Mary, the lady that works with the sound, thumbs up, signaling I was ready.

My band, which I completely forgot were behind me, started playing the intro.

Then, I sang.

(A.N: I don't own this song either! It's "Realize" by Colbie Calliet!)

"Take time to realize 

That your warmth is 

Crashing down on me 

Take time to realize 

That I am on your side 

Well didn't I, didn't I tell you 

But I can't spell it out for you 

No it's never gonna be that simple 

No I can't spell it out for you

"If you just realize 

What I just realized 

That we'd be perfect for each other 

And we'll never find another 

Just realize 

What I just realized 

We'd never have to wonder 

If we missed out on each other, now

"Take time to realize 

Oh, oh, I'm on your side 

Didn't I, didn't I tell you 

Take time to realize 

Oh, oh, I'm on your side 

Oh ooh, oh, ooh, oh 

But I can't spell it out for you 

No it's never gonna be that simple 

No I can't spell it out for you

"If you just realize 

What I just realized 

That we'd be perfect for each other 

And we'll never find another

"Just realize 

What I just realized 

We'd never have to wonder 

If we missed out on each other, but

"It's not the same 

No it's never the same 

If you don't feel it too 

If you meet me half way 

If you would meet me half way 

It could be the same for you

"If you just realize 

What I just realized 

That we'd be perfect for each other 

And we'll never find another 

Just realize 

What I just realized 

We'd never have to wonder 

If we missed out on each other

"Just realize 

What I just realized 

That we'd be perfect for each other 

And we'll never find another 

Just realize 

What I just realized 

We'd never have to wonder 

If we missed out on each other, now 

Missed out on each other now 

Missed out on each other now 

Missed out on each other now"

"Perfect!" Mary and Dean announced at the same time when I was done.

I smiled gratefully. Thank God!

If I have to sing that song one more time, I'm going to strangle someone.

Oh, Ricky!