"Alisha Walker," a nurse called out.

"This is it," Alisha murmured. She looked at Nick. "Are you coming with me?"

"Yeah," he answered.

They both got up and walked over to the doorway the nurse was standing in.

"Right this way," the nurse said.

She lead them to an area where she measured Alisha's height and weight. Then she took them to a small examination room.

"The doctor will be with you as soon as he can." Then the nurse walked out, closing the door behind her.

"Are you nervous?" Nick asked Alisha.

"A little," she said. "Even though I'm pretty sure, I still want to get confirmation before we start making plans for anything."

At that moment, the doctor walked in.

"Alisha Walker," he read off the form she had filled out earlier. "I'm Dr. Evans. Here for a pregnancy test?"

"Yes," said Alisha. "I feel pretty sure that I'm pregnant, but I want a absolutely, no-doubts comfirmations before I do anything."

"That's a good start." Then Dr. Evans looked at Nick. "Are you the possible father-to-be?"

Nick nodded. "Yeah."

"Okay. Alisha, I have to take a urine sample." Dr. Evens handed her a little plastic cup. "It would be good if you could fill it up to the line, but halfway will also be acceptable."

"Okay. Be back in a few."

Alisha walked out of the room and towards the restroom she had seen before. She didn't like peeing in the little cups, but it wasn't like she had a choice. A few minutes later, she walked back with the cup filled a little more then halfway and handed it to Dr. Evans.

"Alright. I'll take this to start testing, then be back to ask you a few questions." He didn't wait for an answer and left the room.

"I hate this," Alisha sighed. "The whole peeing-in-the-cup thing sucks."

"Well, you don't have to do it again. Just be glad for that."

Nick smiled at her. Alisha smiled back.

"I'm glad you decided to come with me," she told him.

"I wasn't about to let you come by yourself," he said. "I need to show you I'll always be here for you. Especially now."

Alisha had just given Nick a kiss on the cheek when the doctor walked back in.

"Okay, Alisha. I just need to ask you a few questions, then you're free to go."

"Okay. Shoot."

"When did you first become sexually active?"

"When I was fourteen."

"When was the last time you had intercourse?"

"About two months ago."

"When was the last time you got your period?"

"A month ago."

"Have you been tested for any sexually transmitted diseases. If so, when was the last time?"

"Yes, I have. It was a couple of weeks ago. I get tested every month."

"It's good you do that. Have you ever been pregnant before?"

"No."

"Are you on any kind of medications?"

"No."

Dr. Evans wrote all of Alisha's answers down on a form. "Okay. That's it. We'll give you a call as soon as the results come in."

"Um, how long will that take?" Nick asked him.

"Twenty-four hours at the most. Why? Is there any rush?"

"Well, I'm going to be leaving town in a couple of days and I won't be back for a few months," Nick told him. "I wanted to be here with my girlfriend when the results came in."

"Oh, well, if Alisha is indeed pregnant, we'll need to make an appointment for the both of you to come in and discuss your options, the health precautions the both of you will have to follow, get Alisha on a prenatal-care plan, as well as some other things. It's good to get started as soon as possible."

"When's the next time you think you'll be back in town, Nick?" Alisha asked.

"I don't know. The closest I'll be to home is when we go to New York to promote the release of the first album there and broadcast it to Europe and the UK by satellite, in September."

"Do you think you'll be able to make a short visit in a couple weeks? Things would really work best if you were here." Dr. Evans didn't question Nick's occupation, he just assumed he was showing him that he had financial stability.

"How about I give you my cell phone number," Nick suggested. "That way, you can get a hold of me whenever you need to. I carry it everywhere, for business reasons and it's always on."

"I guess that'll have to do," Alisha said. "Give Dr. Evans the number."

Nick gave Dr. Evans his cell phone number and said he'd have a copy of his schedule emailed to him. After discussing a few more details with him, Nick and Alisha left. The doctor shook his head. Teenage couples, he thought. There are getting to be too many of them. He looked at Alisha's chart. Seventeen years old. The father didn't look much older. How can he be financially secure for a child? For some reason, he felt a connection to the couple. Dr. Evans decided to make this as easy as possible for them, but knew it wouldn't be all that easy even then. He just hoped the young couple knew what they wanted to do.

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"Where'd you two go?" VJ asked when Alisha and Nick walked through the door.

"Nowhere," Nick said. "We just wanted to be alone."

"We went to the beach," said Alisha. "Why?"

"Alisha, you're dad called," Brian told her. "I said I'd have you call him back as soon as you got home."

"Okay. Thanks."

Alisha and Nick went into Alisha's room and locked the door.

"What are we going to tell our parents?" Nick asked. "This isn't something we can keep a secret for long."

"I know, but we'll have to figure it out later," said Alisha. "Right now, I have to call my dad."

Alisha picked up the phone and dialed her father's number. She talked to him for a while, then handed the phone to Nick. Nick talked to Mr. Walker for a few minutes and handed the phone back to Alisha so she could say goodbye. When she hung up, Alisha laid down on her bed. Nick lay next to her. Soon, Alisha fell asleep. Nick watched her for about ten minutes before falling asleep himself.

A couple hours later, Alisha woke up with a something on her stomach. She looked down and saw Nick sleeping with his head resting on her tummy. Alisha smiled, looked at him for a few seconds, then went back to sleep.