#mishten

Misha bit his lip, looking around the grounds, still not seeing Kristen anywhere.

“She wasn't in Science.” Jared said, not really helping Misha's panic, though it seemed that it meant she wasn't at school.

“Is she still not answering her phone?” Kris asked, worry for her friend bubbling up as well.

“No, she isn't.”

“Have you tried her mom or dad?”

“Her mom isn't picking up either.” Misha said, running his fingers through his hair.

A silence fell over the group, each looking at the other before looking around.

“Did she say anything last night?” Kristina asked softly.

“All she said was she was feeling a little sick to her stomach, that was right after she got home. Said she was going to take a nap.” Misha said, putting his phone to his ear again.

After a bit he hung it up again, frown still on his face. Kristen at this point was about 5 months along and people had noticed. Not that she had really tried to hide it. 'People knowing is better than rumors' She had said and while they might not fully agree, it was her choice. Sure there were named called behind her back, but that was really about it. Since the one guy that tried to push her around, got Jareds fist in the face. After that people really didn't bother her, just the names.

“Maybe after school we can go to her house and see whats up?” Kris suggested, Misha nodding slightly.

~*~

In the second to last class of the day, the one they all actually shared, Fiction, all of them felt their hearts stop. It was going fine, Kristens empty seat reminding them all. It was before they even got to roll call, when the teacher got a phone call. It was a quick call, but they all heard the important part.

“She's in the hospital, ok, thank you. I was about to do roll call.”

And Kristen was the only absent one.

~*~

“She's in the hospital.” Misha said, shaking as they were on their way to Kristens house, hoping to catch her dad.

“It could be anything.” Jensen said, wrapping his arm around him. Richard was driving the van, Mark next to him. Kristina was between Jared and Seb in the way back, them trying to hel her calm down.

“But what if it's not?”

Jensen just frowned, holding Misha close.

When they got to the house, they let Misha out and he knocked on the door, waiting a few moments before it was open.

“Hey Mr. Cooper.” Misha said, trying not to let his voice shake.

“I'm guessing you heard about Kristen?”

“What happened?”

“Not entirely sure, We took her to the ER last night and they got her into a room at around 4 in the morning.”

“Which hospital?”

He told them and they were off once more, Misha not feeling much better.

~*~

Once they were there, the group made their way up to the room that Kristens dad told them she was in, trying to be quiet. Misha took a few breaths before he went into the room, a few tears slipping down his cheeks.

Kristen was in the bed and looked pale as the dead, her eyes were closed and she was breathing a little choppily. Connected to her arm was an IV and there were wires poking out of her top that were connected to a heart meter.

“Hey guys.” Barbara said, making a few of them jump since they hadn't seen her, getting up from her chair.

“What happened?” Misha asked as she gave him and Kris hugs.

She motioned towards the door and lead them into the snack room that was right across the hall from her room. They all sat down as she started talking.

“Well she ate when she got home, then said she was tired and her stomach was hurting. Not unusual anymore, so I told her to go take a nap. About an hour or so later she woke up and promptly went and threw up everything in her stomach. At that point she told me about it and that it wasn't just coming from her mouth. Well it didn't stop. It kept happening about every half an hour or so, until we brought her here.

Her heart was a little irregular when they listened, that's why she's on the monitor and the IV is for all the fluid she lost.”

“What is it, do they know?” Kris asked.

“They say its a gastrointestinal infection, none of the bad ones however.”

“Is the baby ok?” Misha asked.

“They said he or she is fine.” She answered, watching Misha take a huge breath of relief.

“You can go see her first, she only sleeps a little bit when she naps.”

Misha nodded and stood up, heading back into the room. Sure enough Kristen was awake and smiled a little.

“Hey.” She said, reaching out to him.

“You scared the hell out of me.” Misha said, taking her hand and sitting next to her hip.

“I'm sorry, it's been a little crazy.”

“How are you feeling?”

“Like hell, but a little better since you're here.” She said, smiling as he rubbed her wrist.

“The others are here too, but your mom told me to come in first.”

Kristen nodded and yawned a bit, looking at the fluctuating numbers of the heart monitor. “I'm sorry I scared you.”

“I'm just glad you're both safe.” He said, leaning and pressing his lips softly to her round stomach.

“You're gonna mess me up.” Misha mumbled, his tongue poking out from between his lips.

“It tickles.” Kristen giggled.

“Just a little longer on his spot.” He said, dipping the paint brush back into the paint.

Kristen smiled and let out another chuckle before she did her best not to move.

Currently she was laying on one of the art tables, her tank top pulled up to under the swell of her boobs and her flannel rolled under her head. On her left side was a pallet that had paint on it and on her right Misha was sitting. When he had come to get her from her last class of the day, he found her lying on the table, her arm drapped over her eyes. The teacher said that Kristen had gotten a small headache so she was lying down. Which made sense, since she was about 5 months along at the moment and it was taking a bit of a toll on her. When Misha got there tho, the teacher said they could stay for a while, just to close the doors when they were done and lock them, which Kristen could do since she possesed the keys to the room and things in it.

When she had left, Misha went and sat by Kristen, petting her stomach lightly until she woke slowly, smiling up at him. After they shared a kiss, they sat and talked for a bit before Misha got the idea and talked Kristen into doing it.

“What are you making anyway?” Kristen asked, since she was forbidden to look.

“You'll see soon enough.” He said, adding more cool paint to her skin.

“You're lucky I love you.” She mumbled, resting her wrist across her eyes again.

He mumbled something, but she didn't catch it as he kept adding paint over the bump of her stomach. Another fifteen minutes went by before he finally put the paintbrush down and declared his masterpiece done.

“Can I look now?” She asked as he got off the table and held his hands out.

“Mmhmm.”

Leading her over to the full size mirrors, she gasped a little at the colors that were on her stomach. It was a mess of blues and reds, making different shades of purples as well, alone with streaks of white and black as well.

“Wow.” She said, looking down at it as well.

“Do you like it?” He asked, biting his lip.

“I love it.” She smiled, leaning and giving him a kiss, so she didn't get paint on him.

“Here, turn and stand still.” He said, pulling out his phone.

Turning around, she leaned against the mirror and smiled, keeping her shirt up, she put her other hand under the bump, smiling. Holding up his phone, Misha took the picture and then a few more having her turn a little to the sides.

“Ok, got it.” He said. Coming back and kissing her again.

“Shall we get out of here, maybe get some food. I'm getting hungry.”

“Anything for my babies.” He smiled, kissing her once more. “And I'm sorry your shirts going to get paint on it.”

“It's ok.” She said, moving her tank top back down over the colors.

As she headed over and put her flannel back on and grabbed her stuff, Misha clicked a few buttons and sent the first picture out. In six places, phones went off, getting six matching smiles at the picture.

“Ready?” She asked as he put his phone away.

Kristen couldn't stop the small shake in her hands as she looked down at the small piece of plastic in her hand. The little circle said it all and she felt a little faint, the butterflies making her stomach feel upset at the same time. She knew that the condom had leaked, she told him it did, but he convinced her that it didn't and they were fine. Yet the little circle said differently.

Pregnant.

Putting her hand over her mouth, she tried to breath as she looked it over, her mom standing in the door way. The older woman didn't look disappointed, which Kristen was grateful. Both of her parents really liked Misha, so when she told her mom, who talked to her dad, about what she was worried about, they got her the test. And now it showed her fear.

“Do you want me to try and make you an appointment to make sure?” Her mom asked, coming and sitting next to her.

“Please?” She said, her voice wavering a little.

“Do you want to stay home? You've only missed two days this year so far.”

“No, if it's true, I need to go as much as possible in case I need days later.” She said, running her fingers through her hair.

“Ok critter, I'll go make the appointment, you get ready and your dad will drive you.”

“Thanks mom.”

~*~

She was able to make the appointment for after school before Kristen had left, telling her she would pick her up and take her.

Getting to school, she was a little late so she didn't get a chance to see any of their group before, though caught up with them during lunch.

“Ah, there's my girl.” Misha said when Kristen made her way to their spot, Kristina and Mark waving at her as well.

“Hey guys.” She said, accepting the kiss from Misha, before he went and joined the guys.

“Where were you this morning, I had to deal with them all by myself.” Kris pouted, pointing at the others that were play wrestling.

“Sorry.” She said, sitting next to her.

“You ok?” Kris asked, rubbing her hand down Kris's shoulder.

She nodded a little, though Kristina didn't look convinced, but when she went to ask, the guys all piled over, sitting on the ground.

“Hey Kris, you up for checking out that burger place with us after school? They say that they have fries to die for.” Richard asked, starting to dig into his sandwich.

“Can't. I gotta go to the doctors after school.” She said, trying not to shake as she thought about it.

“You ok?” Misha asked, sitting next to her and wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

“It's just a check up.”

“Do you want me to go with you?” Kris asked, holding Kristen's hand.

“NO. I mean no, it's fine, you go and have to die for french fries and come back as a ghost and tell me how good they were.” She said, trying for a smile, though could tell her best friend didn't buy it.

“Ok, just you call me as soon as you're home.”

“Always do.”

~*~

Kristens head was down a little as they drove to the store from the doctors, the papers in her hands saying all that she needed to know. She was pregnant, no if ands or buts about it. Now they were headed to Walmart to pick up some prescriptions, vitamins and other things that the doctor said she should start eating.

“It's going to be ok.” Her mom said, reaching over and taking her hand.

“Yea.” Kris said softly.

“And you should be on summer break when the baby comes, so you won't have to worry about missing school then. And for your final year I can babysit along with the boys.”

“Thanks mom.”

“Do you want me to call Kris's parents, see if she can stay for the week?”

“I'd like that.”

~*~

Once they picked up all the needed from the store, they swung by and picked up Kristina who made small talk with Barbara until they got to the Cooper house. After helping put stuff away, the girls went to Kristens room with a few other bags of things, setting them on her desk before sitting on the bed.

“Come on, spill. What's going on?” Kris asked, holding Kristens hands in hers.

“It wasn't just a regular doctor I went to today. It was an obgyn.”

“Ok?”

Kristen took a deep breath before letting it out slowly. “I'm pregnant.”

Kristina gasped a little as Kristen looked up at her, her eyes brimming a little.

“You're pregnant?”

The red head just nodded a little.

“Oh, Kris.”

“I took the test this morning when I realized I hadn't had my period in two months and the doctor confirmed it.”

“So Misha doesn't know yet I take it?”

“No, I wanted to be sure.” Kris said, tears falling down her cheeks. “I'm so scared.”

“I know sweetie, but things will be ok.” Kris said, pulling them to lay down, wrapping her arms tight around Kristen.

“What if he doesn't want a kid, what if he leaves me because of this.”

“Then he's going to have a lot of people out to kick his ass and you will never be alone. You will always have me and the guys. They won't abandon you because you're pregnant and I can hope that Misha doesn't act dumb.”

“Thank you.” Kristen sobbed a little, letting Kris hold her until it was time for dinner.

“So when are you going to tell him?” Kris said as they untangled themselves.

“I don't know. Do you think tomorrow or should I wait for the weekend?”

“I think the sooner the better. Especially with the rest as well. Since you know that Jared has a habit of picking you up a lot by your stomach.”

“Good point.”

~*~

The next day after school, Kristen was more than nervous, but she knew that she had to do this.

“Hey Mish, can I talk to you?” She asked, grabbing his hand.

“Sure babe.” He said, breaking away from where he was reading over Seb's shoulder to walk with her.

The Kris's shared a small nod and Kristina mouthed 'good luck, I'll be waiting' as they made their way away from the group.

“What's up?” He asked as they made their way to the school court yard. “Is everything ok?”

“I just need to talk to you.”

“Not about anything bad I hope?” He asked, a worried look coming over his face as he pulled her close.

“I don't think it is, but that's not entirely up to me to decide.”

“Huh?”

“Well yesterday, I found out something when I went to the doctors.”

“Yea?”

“Yea.” She said, resting her hands on his arms.

“And what would that be.”

“I found out, that,” She took a deep breath. “That I'm pregnant.”

She bit her lip as he started at her, his eyes wide.

“Yesterday morning, I realized I hadn't had my period in two months and I took a test at home that said it. But I wanted to make sure it was true, so I went to the doctors to make sure that it was and he confirmed it.” She spilled out, watching him.

“You're... I'm.... baby...” He stuttered out.

She nodded softly, still biting her lip as he looked a bit like a fish, his mouth opening a few times before closing again.

“Mish?”

“I'm going to be a dad?”

“You are.”

“You're going to have my baby?”

“I am.”

“Oh.... Kris.” He sobbed a little, pulling her tight against him, making her squeak.

“Misha?”

“I love you.” He said against her neck, his shoulders shaking a bit.

Gasping a little, she held him close. “I love you too.”

“I know that I don't make much at the job I do, but I'm going to be the best I can and take care of what's mine, what's ours.” He said, pulling back and taking her face in his hands.

“Babe.”

“I promise you that, I will take care of both of you.” Leaning in, he pressed a kiss to her lips, making her let out a happy sob.

“I know you will.” She smiled, resting their foreheads together.

“Do any of the others know?” He asked.

“Just Kris, she's stay at my house for the week.”

“Are you going to tell them?”

“I think it's needed. Since I don't need any of them rough housing too much.”

“That sounds about right.” He chuckled, his hands moving down and rubbing over her stomach.

“Mmhmm.”

“Do you want to tell them now?”

“Might as well.”

Misha nodded and took her hand, leading them back to where the rest were. Kris looked worried for a second, but Kristen winked at her and she calmed down, with a smile. Mark was sitting next to her on the top step, Seb and Richard sitting on a lower one. Jensen and Jared were sitting next to Mark, looking over a text book.

“Listen up.” Misha said, making them all look up, confused looks falling over all of them.

“Misha, have you been crying?” Jensen asked.

“Yes, now that's not important.” He said, waving his hand around.

“How is that?”

“Hush.”

“What's going on?” Mark asked, cocking an eyebrow at his girl who was starting to giggle.

“Just here to say that I'm going to be off the rough housing market for a while.” Kristen said, holding Misha's hand.

“Why?” Jared asked, looking concerned.

“Because it's not going to be healthy for me.”

“What did you find out yesterday at the doctors?” Seb asked, setting the book he was holding aside.

“I found out, that … I'm pregnant.”

There was a moment of quiet before Jared squeaked a little. “Really?”

“Mmhmm. No it wasn't planned, just an accident, but what happened happened and can't change that now.” She said, shrugging a little.

“You're going to be an awesome mother and I'm sure Misha will eventually learn.” Richard chuckled, each of them standing.

“Oh shut up.” Misha mumbled as Rich hugged Kris.

“Never.”

Next Jared did, rubbing his hand over her stomach, making Kristen chuckle a little. Then the rest took their turns before Kris hugged her tight.

“Told you it would all work out.”

“Ah, shut your face.” She smiled, punching her softly in the arm.

“Never.”

“So since you didn't die from eating those fries, think we can get some. I'm hungry.”

“Anything the pregnant woman wants.” Seb said, wrapping his arm around her shoulder as they started walking that way.

“I could get used to that.” Kristen smiled.

“I bet you could. Enjoy it while you can.” Kris smiled.

Mishas hands were warm on her bare stomach as they ran from the line of pants up, sliding around to go under her back right before they reached her bra covered breasts.

"Hmm, we have to get up soon don't we?" Kristen asked, pulling him against her.

"Unfortunately, we have to meet the rest of the group at the mall"

"Why again?" She asked, though she did know, she just didn't want to get up.

"Oh you know why, lazy thing" He smiled.

"I know I am, but when I can spend the day in bed with you or go out, no matter how much I love the snow.  What do you think I'm going to pick?"

"I know" He smiled, leaning down and giving her a small kiss. "But"

"Oh, don't but me.  I know we have to go, now shut it and kiss me"

"I forever say that those two are clueless" Sebastian said, taking a drink of his pop, wrapping his arm around Kristina.

"Yea, they are but there isn't really much that we can do" She sighed, leaning her head against his shoulder.

The two of them were sitting on the couch at Kristinas house, half watching TV and the other half watching their two friends.  Kristen and Misha were occupying the kitchen, making food for the four of them.  Normally the rest of the gang would be around, but they each had their own things to be doing.  Jared and Jensen were helping Jareds little sister hold a car wash.  Richard was in detention and then had his aunts birthday to go to.  Last but not least, Mark was at his part time job at the little grocery store his grandfather owns.

"We need to find something to do, I mean look at them" He said, gesturing, though he really didn't need to.  Anyone with eyes could see it.

The way Misha constantly would be close to her, not that he wasn't unlikely to get into peoples personal spaces; But it wasn't just to annoy her.  How she would always worry about him when he wasn't around, more so then she did for the rest of them.  Also just the constant teasing, joking, always being close and the looks they gave each other, when the other wasn't looking.

"And what exactly would you say we do? Lock them in a room together? Again" She said flatly.

"Ok that wasn't my greatest idea, but the others thought it was good too so don't look at me like that.  It's not my fault that Kristen had a pack of cards in her pocket and that's what they did"

"She likes shuffling them when there isn't anything else to do" Kris mumbled, watching as Kristen held out a spoonful of the spaghetti sauce for Misha to taste.

"So that didn't plan out, but it doesn't mean that we can't find something else"

Kristina just rolled her eyes a little and flicked her eyes back to the Christmas movie they were watching.  She couldn't even remember the name of it and it had one of those plot lines that made you want to puke with how cheesy it was.  The main guy just had his change of heart and he and the girl with the big heart just kissed.  Under the mistletoe.

"I got it!" Kristina exclaimed, making Seb jump and the two in the kitchen look at her funny.

"Got what?" Kristen asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"Uh an idea of what to drink with dinner" She said, blushing a little.

"And that would be?"

Thinking quick she almost snapped her fingers at the thought. "Well my parents have a bottle of Sangria and we have orange juice and 7 up, so we can mix that all together"

"Oh yea, your parents made that for us once before, over the summer a few years ago"

"Yea and it sounds good doesn't it?" She asked, tittering a little.

"Yea, it does" Kristen smiled. "Would you like to make it or do you want me to?"

"You, I don't want to invade your cooking space, last time I did you threatened me with a knife"

"Only a little" She laughed and went about looking for the Sangria and telling Misha to get the pop and juice.

"Ok, spill" Seb said, leaning close.

"Mistletoe"

"Huh?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow then realization dawned on his face. "Oh, very cleaver"

She smiled to herself and went about thinking where to get some of the stuff and how to get them under it.

~*~

A few days later the four were back at Kristinas house,the others busy once more and the plant hanging in the arch leading to the kitchen.

"So what's for dinner today?" Seb asked Kristina, who was sitting next to him on the couch.  The other two in the two arm chairs in the living room.

"How does pizza sound?" She asked.

A chorus of 'sounds good' came up, Kristina fighting a small smile. "Hey Mish, can you go grab a menu?"

"Sure" He nodded, getting up and heading into the kitchen.

They could hear him looking in the drawer and Seb tried not to chuckle or anything as he looked at Kristen.

"Hey Kris?"

"Hmm?"

"Would you mind terribly getting me a bottle of Sprite from the fridge"

"Yes I would, lazy ass" She mumbled, getting out of the chair none the less.

As she started heading into the kitchen, Misha was heading out, both stopping when Kristina let out a 'aww'.

"You two are under the mistletoe" She said, smiling brightly.

Both of them looked up simultaneously, a light blush streaking across both their cheeks.

"Now you can't break tradition, now can you?" Seb said.

"I suppose not" Kris said softly.

Misha nodded a little as they both leaned in, pressing their lips together softly for a moment before pulling back.

"There, why do you have that thing anyway?" Kristen asked, walking into the kitchen as Misha handed the menu over and flopped back in his chair.

"Tradition" Kristina said, looking over the menu.

Once Kristen came back and handed Seb his pop, they decided on what to order, said male placing it.

"Well it looks like I'm going to get it" He said after he hung up the phone.

"Why?" Misha asked.

"They're short a driver today, so they are asking people who can come get it, to come get it"

"Ah, well I'll go with you" Kristina said, standing when Sebastian grabbed his keys.

"Ok, we'll be back then"

"Pick up some pop on your way" Kristen said, tossing a bill at Kris.

"Will do"

After the two that were left heard Sebs car pull away, Kristen let out a little laugh.

"That wasn't obvious or anything" She said, shaking her head.

"I have no idea what you're referring to" He said sarcastically. "And the way they pretty much pushed us under the mistletoe"

"Yea, subtle is not their middle names"

"Not that I minded though" Misha said softly.

Looking up at him, she smiled softly at the blush that was on his face again as he patted the arm of the chair.  Getting up she sat sideways, her butt next to his leg, her legs hanging off the chair.

"Really?"

"Really, I've liked you for a while now, but"

"Didn't want to ruin the friendship we have if you were wrong?"

"Something tells me I'm not the only one"

"You're not" She laughed a little.

Wrapping her right arm around the back of his neck, the fingers of her other hand made their way into his messy hair.

"So do we keep acting stupid or give them the satisfaction that they did something good, in a rather cheesy way?"

"Hmm" He smiled and wrapped one arm around her waist, the other resting on her legs. "I think we can give them this one"

Smiling more she leaned in and pressed her lips to Mishas again, this time pulling him closer.  Her fingers tangled in his hair as the kiss turned a little deeper, their tongues playing gently with each other.

"So you want to maybe go out sometime?" Misha asked a few minutes later when they broke apart.

"I think I'd like that" She chuckled, pulling him back into another kiss.