She's Mine to Protect(Lucas Baker Fanfic)(A Baker's Flower Series #1)

The Reunion

    "A baby, you say? My boy done knocked you up, has he? Ha, I didn't think he had it in him."

    "Shut up." She told him firmly. Any fear she felt of him has vanished and all that remained was a deep desire to kick him in the crotch and get out of that musty room.

    "Well look at you being the all-protective mommy! You been practicing on Lucas, have you? But I guess you also have that little brat of yours, what was his name again? Tony?"

    "It's Toby." Chrys growled at him.

    "Ah yes, Lucas' reminder that he couldn't get his girlfriend pregnant and someone else had to do it for him."

    "Shut the hell up, old man!" She screamed at him. Within a second he had his fingers grabbing her face, squishing her cheeks.

    "You watch yer tongue or I'll cut it off." He threatened before viciously letting her go. Giving her stomach one last look of vague disbelief, he turned and left the room. For the first time since he walked in, Chrys breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes; she stayed like that for while, somehow enjoying the solitude, before the sound of the door opening once again met her ears.

    "Who the hell are you?" A tired voice asked. Chrys opened her eyes to see a young-looking blonde man in front of her. The first thing her eyes were drawn to was his crudely stapled-on hand and the watch he wore; it looked similar to one Lucas sometimes had on his wrist in-between trips into the mines. Who was this man who could make it down to wherever she was without getting himself murdered?

    "Did Jack put you down here? Or was it Lucas?" He continued with some more questions.

    "Have you seen Lucas around?" She said, ignoring his questions.

    "Are we going to get anywhere with this conversation? I've had a bad enough night as it is, I don't need this." He pondered aloud, not expecting her to answer.

    "I feel ya there. What's your name?"

    "Ethan Winters. Now, who the hell are you and how did you end up in here?"

    "My name is Chrys; I was knocked unconscious by Jack a few days ago, at least I think it was a few days, I'm not really sure, and I woke up in here. He paid me a short visit but left a little while before you came in, you just missed him."

    "Oh I've seen enough of him tonight, trust me. So why are you here anyway? In this crazy house, I mean. Or did Lucas trick you into coming here?"

    "I came here on my own." She answered, beginning to get defensive. "I came to see Lucas."

    "Came to see him? That murdering psycho clown? You're insane if you'd actually want to be around him on purpose."

    "It's none of your business what my reasons are for wanting to see him. What about you? What brought you to this hellhole?"

    "I came to find my wife. She went missing three years ago but I got an E-mail from her a few days ago and she said she was here and for me to come find her."

    "Wow, she must hate you." Chrys joked, not being able to control herself.

    "I'm starting to think she might." Ethan answered with a more solemn tone that surprised her. She guessed there was something more to the story that he hadn't told her.

     "Well, how about this," Chrys began, "why don't you let me out of here and I'll help you in any way I can, although that might be a bit limited." She added as she looked down at her growing belly with concern; a stab of hunger ripped through her stomach, making her cringe in pain which she tried her best to hide from the man in front of her. If he caught on to her discomfort he didn't show it; instead, Ethan only nodded and then proceeded to cut at the tape with a knife. When she was completely free, Chrys stood and did a full body stretch, her bones made cracking sounds as she did so.