Hello my wonderful nerds. Here we are with yet another story! I know I'm probably psycho for running 3 stories at once but I'm just going to alternate between them. Next up is the next chapter of 'Dreams Can Come True' then 'Age is Just a Number' and then back to this.

I've been intrigued by this whole aca child business so I thought I'd give it a go. Plus, bechloe as a typical married couple? Yes please!

I hope you enjoy the set up for this story guys because I'm interested in writing a teen pregnancy fic since I haven't done it before.

Hold On to Sixteen - Chapter 1: Positive

*Flashback*

"Emily I don't have a condom." His breath was heavy as his hands stilled on the zipper of his jeans.

The girl's chest was heaving as she looked up into his eyes, taking a moment to think. "Just pull out, it'll be fine." She rushed out before grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him down for a searing kiss...

*End of Flashback*

Oh how she regretted those words now. A month later, here Emily was, sitting cross legged on her bed wondering what the fuck she was thinking that night. She ran her fingers through her long brunette locks as she stared at her Taylor Swift calendar hanging on her wall. She had been due her period for the last couple of days and since it hadn't come yet she was starting to freak out a little. Emily wasn't ready for her life to be completely ruined, she was only going to be 17 in a couple of months. She had a great life, she had two Moms who loved her dearly, a wonderful boyfriend, she was now a junior in high school with straight A's and perfect attendance. Nothing was wrong in her life but here she was now staring at a stupid date on her calender whilst holding a stupid box of tampons that hadn't even been opened. The only person to blame for all this was herself, she couldn't blame Benji because it was her that convinced him just to pull out (which he did of course but you and me both know that Emily knows that it isn't a valid method of contraception.)

The 16 year old almost jumped out of her skin as her bedroom door opened making her drop the box of tampons on the floor. Chloe walked in holding a washing basket, smiling to her daughter.

"You okay?" Chloe asked with a laugh, her eyes darting from her daughter to the tampons on the floor.

"Yeah they kinda just...fell." Chloe was the one who gave birth to Emily, after a series of examinations and tests, Chloe was the one that the artificial insemination was most likely to work on compared to her wife, Beca. As for Emily's sperm donor, Beca and Chloe's very good friend Jesse had helped them out. Although Emily didn't refer to Jesse as her dad, they did have that father-daughter relationship with each other where she was able to talk to him whenever she needed to.

"What're you up to?" The redhead asked as she took the clothes out of Emily's hamper and dropped them into the basket at her feet.

"Nothing much." Emily lied. I mean she was doing something, her mind was going ten to a dozen. "Hey Mom."

"Uh huh?"

"Can I tell you something as long as you swear you won't say a word to Mom?" Emily asked as she fiddled with her fingers in her lap, warily looking up at her mother.

Chloe turned around and lifted her wrist to look at her watch. "Well she'll be home any minute so you better make it quick." She walked over to the bed and sat down, placing her hand on her daughter's thigh. "What's wrong?"

"Well I just want you to know that um...Please don't freak out but I've uh...Had sex with um Benji." Emily averted her eyes from her Mom's and blushed at what she had just told her.

Chloe just blinked for a few seconds.

"I just feel like I needed to tell you because I hate hiding things from you guys. Mom please don't be mad." Emily practically begged, placing her hands over the older woman's that was resting on her thigh.

"No, I'm not mad...just surprised - Was it here?" Chloe asked, tapping the bed covers with her finger. Emily nodded slowly and Chloe stood up. "When?" She asked with a furrowed brow and concerned look in her eyes.

"Mom, sit down it was like a month ago when you and Mom went out for dinner on your anniversary." Emily rolled her eyes at her mother being over dramatic.

"Oh you mean the night your Mom and I specifically told you that Benji wasn't allowed over?" Chloe challenged once she sat back down, folding her arms across her chest with a risen eyebrow.

"We didn't know it was gonna end up that way." Emily held her hands up in defence.

"Emily he's an 18 year old boy, what else is going through his mind?" Benji had only recently turned 18, he was in his senior year at high school whilst Emily was a junior. The couple had been dating for almost 2 years now. "I hope you used a condom." Chloe warned and Emily panicked. This was it.

"We did." She lied. She chickened out at the last minute. She wanted to tell her Mom about the situation that she's in because she needed help but she was too scared.

"Well that's good. In a way I'm glad you told me." Chloe smiled slightly as she stood up which put Emily at ease.

"Please please please don't tell Mom." Emily shot up from the bed and threw her arms around her mother's neck from behind. The teenager was highly amused that she was taller than both her parents, the fact that she took the height off of Jesse was a perk.

"I can't keep any promises Emily, she's my wife." Chloe laughed as she pulled her daughter's arms away from her neck and turned around.

"I know but she's scary when she's mad." Emily gave her Mom her pouty lip and puppy dog eyes.

"Honey, you know she just likes to think she's scary. She's 5ft 2, there's absolutely nothing scary about that." Chloe giggled at the thought of her wife, holding Emily's face in her hands. "Trust me, if I say anything to her, I won't let her say anything to you."

"You promise?" Emily held her pinky out to her mother, her pout still in place.

"Promise." Chloe linked her pinky with her daughter's and kissed her on the cheek. "I'm gonna call your Mom." The older woman turned around and picked her basket full of clothes back up.

"To tell her?!" Emily asked incredulously.

"No, to ask where she is. Chill out Em." Chloe rolled her eyes with a giggle as she closed Emily's bedroom door behind her. She had to admit, she wasn't exactly the proudest mother at the fact her daughter had been having sex at 16 but she was glad she used protection.

Chloe coughed as she brought her phone out of her pocket and called her wife, balancing the device between her ear and shoulder whilst she carried the clothes down into the basement.

"Hey Chlo."

"Hey baby, you almost home?" Chloe asked and she started throwing the clothes into the washer.

"Yeah I'm only a couple blocks away. How was your day, babe?" Chloe loved hearing Beca's voice after not seeing her the whole day. Since her wife was a radio show host at one of the local stations, Chloe sometimes only got to see her for a couple hours at night because of her varied hours. Chloe on the other hand was a teacher at the local Elementary school so she worked the same hours every day.

"The usual. You?" Chloe returned, adding the laundry detergent to the washing machine.

"Same but it's been a long day and I'm so tired oh my god." Beca yawned as she spoke and Chloe smiled. The couple had been together for 21 years, married for 17 of them. They had met in high school and began dating at 15, high school sweethearts if you will. They were also one of those couples that got married straight out of high school and not long after had a baby. A lot of people told them getting married young would just end in divorce but look at them now, 17 years later are still happily married.

"Aww, early night then?" Chloe asked with a laugh, closing the washing machine door before turning it on.

"Yeah. Look I'll see you when I get in, I'm not far away."

"Okay, see you in a minute." Chloe hung up her phone as she began to make her way back upstairs. Once she made her way into the living room with a yawn (feeling quite tired herself) she turned the TV on and lay down on the couch.

It literally only took Beca a couple of minutes to return home, locking the front door behind her with a huge sigh. The day had felt like it had dragged on for ages and all she wanted to do was just settle down for the night with her wife.

"I'm home." The brunette called from the hallway, dropping her bag at her feet whilst she hung up her leather jacket and kicked off her shoes.

"Hi Mom." Beca turned her head and saw her daughter walking down the stairs to greet her.

"Hey Em." The woman returned, walking through the hall into the living room whilst her daughter followed her. "How was school?" She asked over her shoulder before breaking into a smile at the sight of her wife who had fallen asleep on the couch.

"Good." Emily leaned against the doorframe, not exactly planning on staying downstairs, she only came down to see her mom before she went back up to continue texting Benji (Who she also hadn't told her little issue with. She didn't want him to panic because she hadn't even taken a pregnancy test yet.)

Beca didn't even notice her daughter had went back upstairs as she was too busy climbing onto the couch next to Chloe. "Chloe." She whispered, running her finger down her wife's cheek and her eyes fluttered open, her lips instantly curling into a smile.

"Oh you're home." Chloe's voice was lower than normal from sleep as she pulled herself up to sit up slightly.

Beca smiled and gave Chloe a sweet kiss on the lips. "Missed you."

"Missed you too." Chloe replied, smiling against her wife's lips. The redhead swung her legs over the side of the couch and sat up properly, Beca following suit. "I've got something to tell you. Emily asked me not to say anything but I think you need to know." Chloe ran her fingers through her hair, before resting her head on Beca's shoulder.

"Why does she never tell me anything?" Beca asked, confused. She rested her arm on the back of the couch behind Chloe.

"Because you always flip out and make a huge deal of everything." Chloe laughed with an eye roll.

"I do not." The shorter woman protested and Chloe just shook her head, looking up at her wife.

"You do so. Now sh so I can tell you." Chloe ran her finger over Beca's small tattoo along the side of her thumb on her left hand. The word read 'Emily' a tattoo Beca had gotten when their daughter was first born. A little distracted by her love for Beca's tattoos, Chloe pushed Beca's wedding ring down a little to reveal the name 'Chloe' in the place where her ring sits. Her friends and family thought Beca was insane for getting a tattoo of a lover's name on her body but Beca told them that Chloe wasn't going anywhere.

"Are you gonna tell me or what?" Beca asked in amusement, watching Chloe admire her tattoos.

"Oh yeah. Well first you have to promise that you don't march your short little ass upstairs to yell at her." Chloe prodded her wife's thigh warningly and Beca ran her hand down her face.

"Chloe what the fuck did she do?" Beca groaned.

"Had sex."

"What?!" Beca exclaimed, her eyes growing about 2 sizes bigger.

"Beca calm down." Chloe placed her hand on Beca's abdomen once she felt the brunette try and get up.

"Calm down? Really? Chloe she's 16 for Christ sake!" Chloe rolled her eyes and lifted herself off of Beca since the said woman was making too many extravagant hand gestures it was beginning to get uncomfortable on the way she was resting on her.

"Don't be such a hypocrite, we first had sex month before your 16th birthday." Chloe raised her brow and folded her arms across her chest.

"Oh so your okay with this?" Beca scoffed.

"That's not what I'm saying." Chloe rolled her eyes and let out a frustrated sigh. "I'm just saying that you can't flip out at her because you and I did the same thing and slept together behind our parent's backs."

"I told you that her going about with Benji was a bad idea." Beca shook her head and Chloe just scoffed at her, standing up. "What?"

"You're unbelievable. Don't fucking blame it all on Benji. You know he's a good kid, you're always just such a bitch when he's around." Chloe left the room before their little argument got anymore heated. They were a married couple, they had their usual squabbles and fights but everything blew over by the next morning.

"Fuck off." Beca cursed under her breath as Chloe left the room. She hated when they argued but that's just part of being married.

Meanwhile upstairs, Emily was too busy cooing over the selfie Benji had sent her of him with his dog, Bella lying on his chest. Emily tapped on his contact and facetimed him and he answered in seconds, Bella still situated on his chest.

"Hey." He greeted with a slight laugh, one hand holding his phone whilst the other petted his dog.

"Hi Bella." Emily cooed, making kissy faces at the screen.

"Um hello, remember me?" Benji asked jokingly, waving his hand at the screen.

"I'm sorry, she's just so cute." Emily propped her pillows up behind her and got comfy.

"I'm cute." Benji mockingly pouted.

"I know you are." Emily smiled warmly at her boyfriend.

"What're you up to anyway?" He asked, moving Bella off of him onto his bed beside him.

"Nothing really. I think I just heard my Moms having one of their arguments." Emily rolled her eyes and ran her fingers through her hair.

"Oh." Benji chuckled. She loved his little laugh, it was so cute. She couldn't actually find the heart to tell him about what was bothering her because she didn't want him to worry. Nobody else knew but Emily had went to the store on her way home and picked up a pregnancy test. She was too scared to take it, especially with her parents wandering around the house, she would probably get caught. She had to take it though, she hated not knowing...

It was now coming up to 11pm as Emily tiptoed down the hall, the pregnancy test stuffed into her hoodie's pocket. She slowly cracked her parent's bedroom door open and saw that both of them were cuddled up together sound asleep. Looks like they had made up pretty quickly. Without making a sound, Emily went into the bathroom and locked the door behind her.

"This isn't something a 16 year old should be doing." Emily told herself, looking directly into the mirror. She was so shit scared it wasn't even funny. The girl exhaled loudly as she opened up the box and took the test out, staring at it for a couple of seconds. It was alien to her, she was still trying to wrap her head around how stupid she was to tell Benji just to pull out. Well here goes nothing...

Once Emily took the test and set it up by the sink, she closed the toilet seat lid and sat down on it whilst she read the box. Two lines will show if pregnant, one line will show if not. God she had never been praying for something so much in her life before. She lifted her hand and held it in front of her, watching the way it was physically trembling before her eyes.

Emily jumped as the timer she had set on her phone went off. This was it. This was the moment where she was about to find out if her life was practically ruined or not. With her legs feeling like jelly, Emily stood up and walked over to the sink, taking a deep breath before looking down.

Two lines.

The 16 year old felt like she was about to collapse as she covered her mouth after a gasp escaped. She was pregnant. She was fucking pregnant due to her own stupidity. Emily had to sit back down on the toilet before her legs gave way beneath her, tears streaming down her face already. This can't be happening, she wasn't ready for this, Benji wasn't ready for this. Oh god Benji, how was she going to tell him? He'd probably die right there on the spot. If not Beca would do it for him. Her parents too, how would she tell them that she's a huge screw up. It was official. Her life was ruined...

I know it wasn't too long but I just wanted to set up the story.

I want to know all your thoughts on this so you guys can set me in the right direction!