I've decided to try this story after all because it's been on my mind for a little bit now. I'm not sure where it's heading after this chapter but your reviews will determine that. I hope you guys enjoy the first chapter and hopefully, I'll be able to write a few more.

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Five years ago…

She was on the run again, just like she had started when she decided she was going to bring division down. Alone. But now she wasn't running from division, she was running from the people she loves because she was sick and tired of endangering them, always putting their life on the line for her when she thinks she doesn't deserve it.

That afternoon she left with no goodbyes, she didn't have a plan or destination. All she knew was that she had to keep in the shadows and lay low for a few months before beginning to make a plan on how to clear her name. She was driving in the sunset and asking herself how she was going to do this. How? She didn't know but all she knew was that she needed to be strong; she needed to believe that she was doing this for the right reasons because she can't keep putting the people she loves in danger. She needed to do this for Michael to keep him safe even though he might spend the rest of his life hating her for making a decision for him again. She didn't know how long until she sees him again and that was honestly the hardest part. 'How to survive without him?'

Once she made sure she was at least out of the country, almost a few miles away from the people she loves, she pulled into a restaurant to quickly grab something to eat. Leaving small prints and avoiding security cameras since she was now 'America's most wanted.' After having her mean, she then drove to a motel to crash for the night.

She swung the door open and dropped a bag that had a few of her belongings on the floor. She quickly did a mental check of the room just to be cautious before she removed her jacket and hung it in the small closet near the bathroom door. Although the room was very small and cozy, it'll have to do for the night and besides, she didn't really care, it was for one night anyways.

She then went to the bathroom and filled the tub with hot water and bubble bath soap, something that very much reminded her of Michael. She remembered him always going out his way to give her a relaxing time after a long day of catching bad guys. He would always go home first and have dinner ready or would fill in the bathtub and get in with her, he would give her a massage and just go over the details of the day and their lives together in general.

She sighed and got in the tub, for a few minutes it was hard to relax then she thought about the times she used to be with Michael and closed her eyes.

'I'm doing this to protect him.' She said to herself.

That night she went to bed, it was just empty without him next to her teasing her even if it was just for a few minutes before she fell asleep. She misses his 'I love you's' and his warm breath against her neck with his muscular arms wrapped around her tiny body. With just the memories of what she used to have, she fell asleep with stained tears on her face.

The next morning she woke up, she felt awfully sore, dizzy and just uneasy which seemed bizarre to her. The minute she got out of bed, she quickly made her way into the bathroom as she felt the sudden urge to vomit. She tripped on the big duffel bag on the ground, barely making it to the bathroom before she could taste the disgusting, acidic vomit in her mouth.

She spent a few minutes on the ground after she flushed the toilet and just stared at her reflection in the water.

'No.' she whispered to herself.

It couldn't be, it just couldn't! She tried to make her mind think as far as it would allow her to think to remember how long ago she had her period and what she came up with wasn't exactly what she wanted. How could that have slipped her mind? She was two freaking months late!

Still, she didn't want to believe it. She quickly got up and lift her shirt up. She examined her prominent stomach in the mirror and was shocked. The small bump under her stomach was showing and she had just realized.

"No. I can't be having a child! This isn't the right time for that, for heaven's sake I have a whole freaking country on my back, wanting me for a murder I didn't even commit!' she yelled at herself as if it would change the fact that she was already pregnant. With Michael's child and she left him almost twenty-four hours ago.

A few hours after she was certain, after she's seen the plus sign written black and white on the stick, she was convinced that she was pregnant. She actually has a living person growing inside of her and she doesn't know what to do.

She cried, 'what do I do?'

She had to choose between two impossible choices. One was just letting go and still have an entire country putting her in display for 'Most wanted and dangerous woman' until the next big hit takes her off the newspapers or second, follow up with an abortion to keep up with her mission.

And the second option was definitely not a go. She couldn't take away the life that was growing inside of her. It was her own flesh and blood, it was Michael's. But the real question wasn't whether or not she could do this; it rather was whether or not she was ready to own the title 'Mother'? She is after all an assassin!

And then she thought about it, this was her chance to live a peaceful life, disappear for good but she couldn't live with herself knowing that one day those people, her past would come back to haunt her.

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