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My Angel	By : harathor Category: +. to F > FAKE Views: 1607 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Fake nor do I make any money from this . Fake is owned by Matoh Sanami

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A/N: Thank you bibbiesparks for your review its always good to hear from you and I always love your reviews.

Warnings: this chapter gets a little angsty.

Chapter 8

The kids moved through the city of New York. “Jess do you even know where your going?” Keisha asked.

“Sarah told us to go this way so we’re going this way.” Jess replied.

“Its dark out Jess, I’m cold and tired we didn’t even eat dinner.” Kiseki complained.

“Don’t worry Kiseki we’ll be home soon.”

“Hey look we can go in there.” Keisha said pointing into a nearby building.

The twins shrugged as they followed after Keisha. Inside they noticed a group of scraggly looking people in line as somebody was serving them soup. The kids got in line and waited there turn to get dished up. The person serving soup looked down at the three kids he seen kids in here plenty of times before whole families even, so he didn’t think much of it as he dished the kids up.

“You kids are along way from home.” A man said to them.

The kids didn’t reply considering the trouble they got themselves into the first time.

“I understand kids its hard being out on your own I was kicked out of my home when I was eighteen. My wife up and left me and took our son with him, I couldn’t keep up with my rent so I was kicked out.”

The man talked to the kids until they had there fill of food. “Where are you kids staying tonight?”

“We really need to get home.” Jess replied.

“We need to get you to a hospital Jess.” Kiseki said.

“Where do you live maybe I can help.” The man offered.

Again the three of them didn’t reply.

“I see well let me introduce myself my name is Kenneth Martin.” he said with a grin.

The kids looked at one another before speaking up. “I’m Jess and this is my sister Kiseki and out friend Keisha and Sarah.”

“Sarah…I knew a Sarah once twenty years ago I think. Come you can stay with me tonight and then I will help you find your parents or whatever. You don’t want to be wandering the streets at this time of night there are things out there that no kid should see.”

The kids reluctantly went with the man it would be nice to get some sleep. Kenneth took them to an old dilapidated building the kids went cautiously inside where they were greeted by other people like them both male and female the women came up and wrapped them in warn out blankets.

Kenneth told the others that the kids were lost. The women babied Jess cleaning the wound on his forehead the best they could with water and cloth. Jess, Kiseki, and Keisha laid down to sleep for the night they could barely keep there eyes open any longer.

Ryo, Dee, Ty, and Bruce have been looking endlessly for there kids. “Jess and Kiseki shouldn’t be out at this late at night they should be in bed snuggly tucked in and begging me to read them a bedtime story.” Dee said at his wits end.

“Calm down Dee, you do know Jess has hung around Bikky a lot and has a good head on his shoulders for the most part.” Ryo replied.

He was just as concerned as Dee but he had to be the sensible one and trust that his kids could handle themselves.

“This is getting us no where!” Ty said.

*****

Donald was relieved when he was finally capable to go back home after feeling like crap all day. Finding out he was pregnant really took it out of him, he had no idea what he was going to do about it. After he had finally calmed down after his bit of hysteria he tried to think logically.

He knew when he told Emma she would want details as to who the other father was. It was nice to know that she and Freddie would offer to help him with the baby. He shouldn’t be having kids though he didn’t really want kids. Being an uncle was one thing being a father was another.

He could always have an abortion of course he wouldn’t have to worry about it anymore. That just didn’t sit well with him, how was he going to explain to his dads that he was pregnant? How would they react? Then there was Derek he knew he’d have to tell him the news how will he take it?

All these questions was starting to give him a headache. Well he could just sleep on it he wasn’t ready to tell anybody yet. When he arrived home he noticed Derek there.

“What are you doing here?”

“Um…I…um…”

“You asshole! You fricken asshole! I’m too old for this!” Donald said as he fell to his knees and began to cry. Derek came over and helped him up and sat him down on the couch.

“You took the test I presume…?”

Donald only nodded as he wiped the tears from his eyes. “I’m guessing by your reaction that its positive and you are pregnant.”

“Asshole, how could you do this to me!”

“I’m sorry. What do you plan to do about it? Do you want to have an abortion?” Derek asked fearing the answer yet going with whatever decision Donald made.

“I don’t know.” Donald said barely above a whisper.

Derek understood Donald would need to sleep on it. “Are you hungry babe I can make you something.” Derek offered.

“Don’t call me that.”

“Huh..?” Derek asked confused.

“Don’t call me babe I’m not your babe, as for the baby I’m keeping it and I don’t need you to help.”

“Don…”

“Derek please leave.”

Derek felt like he had his heart ripped out and stomped on again. Don didn’t want him to help out with the baby, he didn’t want him at all. Derek was angry and upset as was Don. “Fine.” Derek said as he headed out the door with a slam.

Donald slumped down into the couch and began to cry some more.

****

John and Richard were on a plane heading back to New York. John was still on edge since that phone call he received from his son. “Easy dear I’m sure its nothing life threatening.” Richard said trying to ease John’s mind. He was concerned as well it wasn’t like Donald to call them when he knew they were on vacation.

“I can’t help worrying who knows what is wrong with my son add that to the fact that I don’t do well with flights.” John said.

“Just relax…”

“What do you think is wrong with Donald?” John asked.

“I don’t know, maybe he’s pregnant.” Richard said jokingly.

“No, Don’s not like that as far as I know he hasn’t been in a relationship in…” He paused as he tried to think of when the last time he was in a relationship. “I certainly hope he isn’t pregnant.”

“Why is that John?”

“Who would knock up our boy?”

Richard shrugged. “Donald’s a good looking guy, takes after his dads.” Richard said with a chuckle.

Richard noticed how uncomfortable John looked. “Relax babe what are the chances he’s pregnant is slim I mean Donald isn’t one to have some one top him. Then there’s the fact that he already went through menopause.”

“People go through menopause at different stages in there life.” John replied.

“Relax John get some sleep we’ll be landing soon and then we can figure what’s going on here.”

John nodded as he closed his eyes. If Donald was pregnant whoever knocked him up better wish he was never born.

Derek knocked on a door. Angela came an opened the door surprised to see her uncle standing there. He looked horrible.

“Uncle Derek what on earth?”

“Hello Angela, I know its late…but could I crash here tonight.”

“Of course uncle Derek.” She said with a smile.

A man came and stood next to Angela. “Bryan this is my uncle Derek. Uncle Derek my fiancé Bryan Young.” Angela said in introduction.

Angela got him some extra blankets so he could sleep on the couch. “Uncle Derek what’s wrong you look like hell.”

“Nothing out of the ordinary dear I’m kind of tired as I’m sure you two are as well. I’m looking forward to this wedding of yours I sure hope I’m invited.”

“Of course you’ll be invited Derek.” She said kissing his forehead before going off to bed with her fiancé.

Derek just laid on the couch staring up at the ceiling. Why was his life always going down the wrong road? Maybe Donald will feel better in the morning and the two of them could talk sensibly.

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