I was scared, I mean, who wouldn't be? My fiance was out there, well, I didn't know where he was. The creepy thing was, this happened after my parents death? In the middle of my pregnancy? I felt dizzy. I invite them to sit down. They ask me certain questions. If Aiden wasn't going to be here... I knew I wouldn't handle things well. I mean, its a life. One life is too much to lose, but how about one you barely knew? I felt queasy thinking of this again. I knew I shouldn't be and have been thinking of these things before, or even after the baby was born. It could affect the baby. And sleep... I felt myself nauseous. When the police leave, I pick up my phone right away and call Sam, telling him everything, pouring it out to him. It was such a sudden rush of emotion... I hadn't even talked to Sam for such a while.... It seemed strange once he calmed me down. He seemed different, or was it just me? I stand up while he was talking, responding as if I was sitting. I go up to a mirror and face the side. My stomach had a small bulge to it, making me even more worried. I mean, the baby would be born soon. I didn't want to think of the frightening future... But what if Aiden wasn't there for his own child to be born? I pour these feelings out to Sam, adding everything I wouldn't have said to him face to face, before I was pregnant or even this pregnant even. He told me to come over, which I agreed quickly to. I hang up the phone and walk over to the door. I open take my keys and head outside, closing the door behind me. "Going somewhere?" A deep voice says. I turn around from closing the door. A gun... Slim, and shiny. "Don't." I say sharply. "Oh feisty.." He purrs. I grimace in disgust. He points the gun at my stomach. I gasp. "Come with me or I shoot." He says. I follow him. He seemed his late twenties. He seemed to have regrets. "Who are you?" I ask him all of a sudden. "Aw... You want to know me? Never."
