The successivo week, Brooke called her father, she told him she didn’t feel good and wasn’t coming in to work that day. She had no idea what was wrong with her. She felt fine the other day; now all of a sudden she was regurgitating. She kept thinking of what it could be, “This doesn’t make sense. No one around me is o was sick. What could it... wait a minute... it couldn’t be.” She drove down to the store. When she came back, she went into the bathroom and closed the door. About half an ora later, she came back out with a shocked look on her face, “Oh my goodness.” She started to cry of happiness, and couldn’t wait for Michael to get home.

She waited and waited for him to get home. The suspense was killing her. Finally, Michael walked through the door. He walked up to Brooke and held her tight, “Good afternoon sweetie. Why weren’t te at work today?”
“Um, actually Michael, I wanted to talk to te about that. I was feeling really sick and didn’t see how I could have gotten it from anyone... so I umm... I took a certain test and umm... well, I’m pregnant Michael!”
Michael stood there shocked, “You’re what?” Michael detto fighting back tears.
“You’re going to be a dad for a third time Michael,”
He couldn’t hold in the tears anymore. Crying his eyes out Michael said, “Really? I am? Oh Brooke, I Amore te so much,”
“I Amore te too Michael,” Brooke said, crying with him.

A few weeks later, Brooke was at work, arriving at 5 as usual. She went to find her dad to tell him the good news. When she did though, he didn’t think it was all that good, “YOU’RE WHAT? I can’t believe this. Why would te want a child with HIM?”
“Daddy please, I Amore him. Why are te so upset about that?”
“I don’t want te having biracial children with that excuse for a man Brooke. It’s just not right,”
“No daddy, you’re not right. You’re doing the same thing Michael’s ex-mother-in-law did. And I don’t want him to have to go through that again. There’s nothing wrong with it, and if te can’t accept it, then I don’t want te seeing us o the baby!”
“Well I’m glad, because I don’t want to see any of te anyway. In fact Brooke, you’re fired. Get your things and get out of here.”
“FINE!” Brooke yelled back at him. How could he say that? Shouldn’t he be happy? Well if he didn’t want to be happy about this, then that was his problem. Brooke went to her office and collected her things. As she was, Matt walked in.
“HI Brooke,”
“What do te want Matt?” Brooke detto coldly.
“Hey I was trying to be nice. Wait, what are te doing?”
“I’m getting my stuff, dad fired me,”
“What? But why would he do that?”
Brooke had forgotten who she was talking to and blurted out everything, “Because I told him about me being pregnant and he detto he thought having biracial children was wrong. So I told him I didn’t want him to see Michael and I, o our baby ever again,”
“Whoa whoa, hold up. You’re pregnant? Is this Michael guy the man you’re with then, huh?”
“Oh no. Oh my goodness you’re not meant to know, no one, is meant to know. Please, te can’t tell anyone,”
“Hey don’t sweat it. Look I’m sorry for being a jerk to te too. I really am. I’m happy for te too. You’d better go before the boss sees you’re still here.”
“Okay Matt. And thanks.” Brooke said, giving him a hug. Matt enjoyed that, perhaps a little più than what he should have. When she left, all he could think was, “That Michael is horrible. I should be with her, not this Michael guy. I’ll destroy him.”

Part 9 coming up soon. Sorry it's a little short.