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Did Maxwell want to tell Tritch what he was thinking. He didn't want to count his chickens before they hatched and get Tritch's hopes up.

"Till I know what I'm doing I can't say anything. I'll post a note on your door or something."

Tritch was pacing around in Maxwell's bathroom. She was alone, and got in using the key that he gave her on Christmas day, that was around her neck. She glanced down at the sink, before biting her lip and looking back up. She didn't know how it could happen, well she did. But she didn't know why it happened to her. She glanced back down then took out her phone. She dilled Maxwell's number, and waited until he picked up. When he did she sighed, took a big breath to calm herself, and answered his greeting. "Hey Maxwell, I was wondering if you could meet me at your apartment, like now." She said, waiting to hear his reply before hanging up. She brushed off the sickness as a flu, and her getting bigger as the cookies the he was giving her. She wouldn't of imagined that it was anything this serious.

Tritch bit her lip harder, making it start do bleed a little. She didn't want to tell him, yet couldn't just not tell him. She waited a couple of second, which felt like eons to her, before she decided to answer. "I-I'm in the bathroom. Come here please, doors unlocked." She called out to him. She was going to come forward, and tell him... without exactly telling him. She had not seen a doctor yet, and wasn't sure if there was one in Reed's school. Tritch didn't really want to talk to a nurse about this either. If Maxwell decided to leave her on her own, she could always go and ask Tabby for help. Even if she didn't know the girl to well, it seemed like she might though, the way Chase was acting around her. She sighed, and when Maxwell came in, she just showed him the test sitting on the counter, showing it was positive. She didn't say anything, but just understood what she was, trying, to say.

Tritch waited for him to answer, but it was taking forever. Then she looked at him, and the way he keeled down was a little weird to her. When he started to lick her, she gently pushed him away. She could tell something was wrong. He was a wolf inside Maxwell's body. Also when he talked, it sounded different then the regular voice she was used to. "Uhh, hey wolf side of Maxwell. Can I speak to him? I want to see his reaction, from his mouth." She said, taking a slight step back, not noticeable though. She was a little freaked out by this new way of the wolf to take control of his body, even if it wasn't that noticeable to normal people.

Tritch cringed at his chuckle. "Of course I have dummy. Your not very smart for being a wolf. My life was already ruined, I wasn't very good a school, although I will still go after the.. child... is born. I guess to Maxwell being a parent is an honor, but to a teenage mom, it seems horrid. So yes, to answer you question, I have thought about a lot. And I'm still thinking. Like what to do if Maxwell decides to not help me, or if I even want this thing inside of me." She said sighing. She just glared at the wolf, wanting the real Maxwell back. And until he did, she wouldn't be very nice to the wolf.

Tritch watched as he changed from wolf Maxwell, to just regular Maxwell. As soon as he pushed his hair back, she knew it was him. "If it was a shock for you, imagine me." When she first found out, she had very mixed feeling for Maxwell. She still loved him, but she was mad at him, for helping doing this, and also was overall sad for it to happen to her. She sighed, letting it go. "So, whats this new way for your wolf to control you? I've never seen it before. And he didn't seem to happy with me..."['b] She said trailing off. She was wondering about the next time she would meet the wolf in Maxwell's body.

Tritch bit her lip at the smile. She crossed her arms across her chest when he started talking. "Don't worry. I won't abort it. I meant more like find a parent for it. But I don't know, I might get attached to the thing." If he wanted to raise it by himself he could, if he didn't well she would help. She didn't like the first sentence he said, but didn't say anything for fear of lashing out. She took his hand and led him to sit on the bed. It was easier than standing in the cramped small bathroom.

Tritch leaned back against him, glad to know he was still there for her. "I see that. And I rather be more yours then his." She told truthfully. The las encounter with the wolf freaked her out a little, well more like a lot, so she wasn't comfortable around him as a wolf. "You didn't know who your dad was?" She asked, not getting the joking tone in his voice.