Note: This story was written for Joie Lee and the Nslashfic crew. I hope you all enjoy it.

"It's my body, and I'll do what I want with it. You have no say in what I do to my own body. How dare you even presume that you had any say in the first place!" Britney stated.

"What? You bitch. It was part of me. I think I deserved to know you were at least thinking about it, let alone going to go ahead and do it."

"Why? It wasn't yours. I told you that when I found out. Why do you even care? I don't understand why I'm even here, but since JC asked I came like an idiot to deal with your whiny ass."

"My whiny ass. You got a lot of nerve. You get pregnant by another man, expect me to take it in stride, not get pissed that not only did you cheat on me but you got pregnant too. Then you come back here and tell me you got an abortion, which, by the way I am against, and you expect me not to be the least bit upset? What the hell is wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me? You're more upset that I got an abortion, than that I cheated on you. Up until 5 minutes ago you thought that baby was yours and it hasn't even phased you that it wasn't."

"I heard you, bitch! I'm still trying to deal with the fact that you, Britney Spears, could get an abortion. You always said you were against them. What made you change your mind?"

"I changed my mind when I got pregnant at 19 and it could very easily have ruined my career. I'm not ready to be a mother and I sure as hell am not ready to give up my career for a screaming baby."

"I knew it. You are a self centered, conniving…" Justin trailed off as Diane Bass put her hand on his shoulder.

"Son, I think maybe we should get in the room and shut the door. We don't want this information getting to the tabloids. We can talk this out once inside." Diane stated.

"You're right, Diane. Come on in guys. I gotta go get Bobbee, then we can start this meeting. Sounds like we have a lot to go over." JC said as he walked to the door.

Justin, Britney, Diane, Lynn Harless and Karen Chasez all enter the room and pull the door shut.

JC walks down the hall, knocks on the door to Bobbee and Kelly's room, "Bobbee? You in there?"

The door opens and Kelly is standing there, "Hey JC, she's in the bathroom. You guys ready to start the meeting?"

"Yeah, everybody else is already in my room. You two ready?"

"Yep. Just let me grab a jacket."

"K. Is Bobbee ready?"

"Yes, I'm ready, JC. Let's get this over with so I can get some sleep. I'm exhausted."

"I thought you were gonna lay down. What happened?"

"I did. I'm just tired all the time. I don't know why. I hope those doctors can tell me what's going on when we see them."

"So do I dear. So do I." JC stated, walking back out the door and heading for his room once again.

The three of them entered the room, "God, Justin will you just get over it already? It wasn't your fucking baby anyway. Stop harping on me already."

"I just don't understand how you can be so selfish. Did you even tell the real father that you were pregnant?"

"No, and he will never know. Wade has no reason to ever find out…..shit."

"Oh, shit is right! What won't don't I have any reason to ever find out?" Wade said as he joined JC, Kelly, and Bobbee as they entered the room.

"Nothing. Don't worry about it." Britney blurted.

"She doesn't want you to know that she had an abortion with your baby." Justin stated vehemently.

"What? What the hell is going on?" Wade asked. "I'd really appreciate it if someone would explain to me what the hell is going on?"

"Wade, I think you need to have a seat." JC stated, "I think it's time we get started."

JC sat at the head of the bed, next to Joey. Lance and Chrissy were sitting on the foot of the bed. Karen, Diane and Lynn were sitting at the small table. Bobbee was standing next to JC's side of the bed and Kelly moved to stand by Joey.

"JC, we can't start yet." Joey whispered.

"What? Why? Where the hell are Chris and Dani? You did tell them to be here at 2 didn't you?"

"Yes, baby. I told them." Joey answered.

Knock, knock.

"Did you start without us?" Chris poked his head in. "Damn, doesn't look like it. So what's going on? What'd we miss?"

"Chris, slow down. They can't answer if you're asking questions a mile a minute!" Dani admonished.

"Sit down somewhere, elfboy." Justin teased.

"Elfboy? Who you calling…."

"Guys! Stop! We have all of 1 hour to get a few things settled and all of you have thrown a few wrenches in my plans. Wade please take a seat, I can guarantee there is a reason for you to be here (subtle glance at Justin). There is a reason why everyone of you are here. Now if I could have your attention I'll let you in on what the hell is going on." JC demanded standing up. "Joey get up and let the girls sit down. Bobbee, Kelly, Dani, please sit."

"Geez, who put his ass in charge?" Britney snapped.

"Shut up Brit. The only reason you're even here is because we didn't know what you did. So unless you'd like to forcefully removed from the room, SHUT THE HELL UP!!!" JC scowled. "Now, down to the business at hand. I think everyone here knows why they're here. Except Wade, I'll explain for your benefit. In case you haven't noticed we have a bit of an epidemic here. (Wade nods his head) That's why we're here. Johnny quit when he found out that all the girls were pregnant. I'm assuming he was behind Brit's abortion too, but that just my opinion. Don't even say it Brit."

"I can see that they're all pregnant, but what does that have to do with me?" Wade asked.

"You're here because we need your help. When Johnny quit he left us in a bit of a bind. We're gonna need people to help with our schedules, the tour, everything. We're gonna need people we trust. And you are one of those people. We were hoping you would help us with the details of the tour. Not just the choreography this time, but with making sure the venues are scheduled, and stuff like that. Do you think you could handle that for us?"

"Sure, I can try. I'm honored that you trust me to do this." Wade said in awe.

"Great, thanks. Diane, you and Lance will be in charge of making sure we have hotel rooms, dinner arrangements, that type of thing. Lynn, you and Justin are in charge of press, anything and everything to do with it. Joey and Chris, you'll be in charge of making sure the girls are taken care of, Doctors, whatever. You think you can handle that?"

"Yep," Joey and Chris say in unison.

"Great." JC says, taking a deep breath.

"Son, what about me? What do you need me to take care of?" Karen asked.

"Mom, I need you to take care of all the legal crap, contracts, whatever. Try to keep us from signing shit that we shouldn't. I think our faces are on enough shit for now."

"What about us?" Dani asked. "I'm thinking with four out of five girlfriends pregnant, the least we could do would be to help out a bit."

"Thanks for the offer but out of all the girlfriends, you and Kelly are the only ones that seem to be taking this whole pregnancy thing very well."

"Yeah, I kinda noticed. Did she need to be awake for this meeting, anyway?" Dani asked, pointing to a sleeping Bobbee.

"Nah, let her sleep. If you feel up to traveling with us, you could help with setting up photo shoots and stuff like that."

"Ok," Lance states, as he looks up from his notebook where he has deligently been writing every word JC has stated. "Everybody has a job, but you. What are you going to be doing?"

"I'm going to be taking care of everything else. The web pages, sound check parties, venue riders, the security crew, the tour crew, anything and everything else that needs to be tended to."

All of a sudden Chrissy jumps up from the bed and runs to the bathroom. Dani follows her, "You gonna be….JC call an ambulance! Now!!!