Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. Also, I don't own this world. It all belongs to Darren Lynn Bousman and Terrance Zdunich.

A/N: First story I've ever written in english... I hope it turns out to be good. :)


Prologue

Marni smiled as Nathan handed her the glass of water with medication in it. Even though he was young, he had been able to find a cure for her rare blood disease. Also, Nathan was sure that it'd keep the illness from passing on to their little girl who was supposed to be born in about a month.

Marni stood on her tiptoes to place a kiss on Nathan's lips before she drank the whole glass in one sip. Nathan had warned her that it probably wouldn't taste good, but it actually had no taste at all.

She didn't even have time to put the glass down, when she already started feeling dizzy. Before she could fall, Nathan caught her and rapidly put away the glass on the table. Did I make something wrong with the medication? ran through his head. Marni started coughing blood. After that, there was not much to remember… Blood… Crying child… Police… And Marni… Marni… "Oh god, what have I done…"

1. chapter – 1 year

"Alright darling, just stay here, until daddy comes, okay?" Nathan said, hugging Shilo. The little girl babbled something back and her father looked at her wistfully. "You look exactly like your mother… Her eyes…" he said, smiling sadly. After a few seconds of silence, which was disturbed only a bit by the ticking of the clock on the wall, he put Shilo back on her huge canopy-bed and left the room.

Little Shilo didn't look like other one year olds - she was smaller, since she was taken out of her mother's womb too early, and her black hair was way too long.

Nathan had made her the wig out of Marni's hair, as soon he had found out that the medication he gives her against the blood disease her mother had passed on to her, doesn't let her hair grow. But it looked just ridiculous - the hair was about 5 centimetres longer than the little one.

When her father left, Shilo had followed him with her eyes. Now she was attempting to crawl out of the bed, but that attempt ended in failure, so she just rolled from side to side until she fell out. Quietly she started sobbing, which soon developed into loud crying. But her father didn't hear a thing, since he was on the other side of the house.

Few hours later Nathan returned from work. Silently he opened the door. "Honey, are you sleeping?" he asked, half-whispering. Of course, even if Shilo was awake, she didn't talk yet so there was no way of getting a response.

Quietly he stepped over to the bed and almost had a panic attack. Shilo wasn't there. Instead of trying to look for the girl he sat on the bed and then saw a little body on the floor. It was Shilo, who had fallen asleep after some time of crying. Quickly he took the girl into his arms.

Little one woke up being moved around and started crying again. Nathan saw a little bruise on her head and groaned. He was a horrible father. He should've never left Shilo alone like this. Now she was hurt and it was all Nathan's fault...