Just want to let everyone know a few things before I got started.

This is my first fanfiction ever, so please, be gentle. Be honest, but be gentle.

This story doesn't really have a time. It's like a few months after Milo dies. Les isn't in the story. Lu is single. Mark and Jessie are the same age (I don't know how old they really are in comparison.), 15. And that's about it.

I'm not going to write a lot of notes before and after chapters, just questions and comments.

Disclaimer: I dunt gots nuffin! Seriously though, I don't own the characters or anything. Just parts of the plot.

So on with the show!!!

Ch. 1 All Down Hill So Far...

"Lana, are those files here yet?

"Sorry Dr. Campbell, still no files on Erica Warrick."

"Oh," Andy sighed getting annoyed. Her day just kept going downhill. This morning on her way to work, she spilled coffee all over herself. She had to go home and change, which made her late for work. During her lunch break she broke the heel to her shoe. (The same ones, it just so happened, that she had bought the day before.) When it broke she fell onto the tray of pizza was carrying. So her light blue shirt was red with pizza stains, she was limping, and her hair was still wet. Jessie had hogged the hair dryer all morning to dry the five coats of paint she put on before school.

"Well don't you look happy?" Lu laughed as she caught sight of Andy. Andy rolled her eyes and leaned her forehead on the receptionist counter.

"You have no idea Delgado!" She whined, her voice somewhat muffled.

Lu pretended to get all mad, "How many times do I have to tell you?! I do have a first name!"

"Old habits die hard," Peter remarked as he walked by.

Andy grabbed her clipboard and headed towards her office grumbling.

"So who's my next patient Lana?" Lu focused her attention back to her work.

"A Miss Tiffany Gee-u-sepee." Lana struggled to say the last name. Lu took the papers and went into the waiting room. "Tiffany Gi-seppe?" She failingly tried her hand at pronouncing Tiffany's name.

"It's Giuseppe." A very young and very pregnant girl stood up. She couldn't have been more than 15 or 16 years old. She had blue eyes and blond hair.

Lu ran over to help her up. Once she was steady on her feet, Tiffany smiled and introduced herself. "Hi!" She stuck out her hand. "I'm Tiffany."

"Dr. Delgado," she shook her hand. "But call me Lu." Lu looked at her charts and then at Tiffany.

"Yep," she saw the look on Lu's face, "fourteen and pregnant." She rubbed her stomach. "I always wanted a baby...." a sad look crossed her face, "just not really at fourteen."

Lu snapped a pair of rubber gloves on. "If it makes you feel any better, I was pregnant when I was sixteen. I didn't get to go to prom, finish high school, or anything else."

"And now you're a doctor?" She raised an eye brow as she looked at Lu, not really believing her.

"Yep!" She smiled. "Now let's see how baby Giuseppe is doing."