Love, Mona. #2

A Horrible Insult

Twinkle:  I... 

Shawn:  Come on, honey. I'm dying here.

Twinkle:  I'm pregnant.

Shawn:  Oh my god.

Mona:  OH MY GOD!

Twinkle:  I KNOW! Eight weeks along. The baby will be born next May.

Mona:  Congratulations! That's wonderful news! I am over the moon for you two! And for myself! I'm going to be a big sister!

Twinkle:  Shawn, honey? Are you okay? You've gone pale.

Shawn:  I'm just... so happy. Oh my god, I'm so happy!

Twinkle:  I'm overjoyed too, but please, keep your voice down. I have a feeling Blair and Max are already suspicious... but now isn't the time to break the news. 

Shawn:  I have no idea how I'm going to keep this to myself. I feel like shouting it from the rooftops!

Mona:  Me too! But mom's right. It doesn't feel right telling everyone now while Derek is hurt.

Twinkle:  That... AND I still have to break the news to my mother.

Mona:  Good luck with that. Speaking of Derek, I'm going to check on him and don't worry... my lips are sealed.

In Derek's hospital room...

Mona:  How are you holding up? No offense, but... you don't look so good. On the other hand, at least you're up and out of bed.

Derek:  I'm fine. They're going to let me go home tonight.

Cheri:  You should press charges on Tyler! Take him for all he's worth!

Derek:  I can't do that. Technically, I threw the first punch... but dad already talked to his father, he's not going to press charges on me, as long as he and I stay away from each other.

Cheri:  Well, I am going to stay away from him too. I'm sorry I got upset with you, Derek.  I heard what Tyler said... thank you for looking out for me.

Derek:  Don't mention it, I would have done it for anyone.

Mona:  Anyone, hmm?

Derek:  Shut up, Mona. 

Cheri:  Anyway, is there anything I can get for you? I feel terrible you got into a fight because of me.

Derek:  No... but... it would be nice if you kept me company until I can go home.

Cheri:  Of course. Whatever you need. :)

Will Derek ever make a move on Cheri?

Mona:  Derek... is there something else you'd like to say to Cheri while she keeps you company? Now would be the perfect time.

Derek:  NO, MONA.  I have no idea what you're talking about.

Cheri:  That's a weird thing to say, Mona.