John sat in the back of the BPRD transportation vehicle, or the "dump truck", and sighed

John sat in the back of the BPRD transportation vehicle, or the "dump truck", and sighed. Why do I always get sent back to the van? He asked himself as he rested his head against the wall.

Oh…right, the whole not immortal thing. He thought and sighed again. Just as he shut his eyes, he heard a soft tapping on the door. Who in the world?

"Please, I know someone is in there, and I need your help." Whimpered a woman's voice through the door. "I have no where to go and my baby is so cold… please…" John closed his eyes, then got up. He walked over to the door and opened the door to find no one there, so he shrugged and closed the door but when he turned there was a woman with her head down and a small hand on her stomach.

"Ma'am… are you alright?" John asked as he slowly walked over to her.

"Yes, you were very kind to let me in sir, and being a complete stranger too… What is your name?" She asked and inclined her head a bit.

"John… Agent John Myers." He said and looked at her. "Why don't you have a seat? You look like you could use a rest." He said gently as he laid his hand on her shoulder. She turned her head fully and smiled at him.

"Thank you very much… Agent John Myers, care taker of Hellboy, and Agent of the BPRD." She said, her smile growing bigger with each word. John started backing up.

"How… How did you…?" He started, but was stopped when she put a hand gently over his mouth.

"Shh, shh, quiet little one." She said with a smile. "You have a pure soul Agent Myers; which will be perfect for a child to inherit." She whispered as she leaned closer to him and pushed him into a chair. "I know who you are, what you do, and the taste of your aura by your name and the air around you. I've been watching you for some weeks now John, and, I must say, I am surprised by how much patients you have with that red monkey."

"Who are you?" John whispered as he tried to stand.

"Oh, don't strain yourself honey… you won't be able to break the mental bonds I have you held with." She said as she undid his tie. "And I am the reason you are here." She said on a smile. "But if you are looking for a name to put to me, then you can call me… Delilah." She said as she ripped his shirt away. "You are going to be the way for my son. He will need a place where he will be protected from all harm… even from the one you call Hellboy. I know you will allow no harm to befall an innocent child." She explained as she stripped herself from the chest to waist.

"This will be painful." She said as she pressed her swollen stomach to John's flat one. "But the child will need to be transferred from one to the other." She said as she started chanting.

John's scream pierced through the quiet alleyways.

Delilah continued her chant as though she had heard nothing, watching as the white and blue light was completely gone. She looked up at John and smiled as she wiped a bit off sweat off of his forehead. "You have saved a life John. I thank you."

"You… you're the one who killed all of those people to get us here… aren't you?" John asked on a pant.

She tilted her head and shrugged. "I did what I needed to in order to ensure the safety of the one life that mattered to me. That and yours, my dear John."

John felt his eyes threatening to roll back, but not before he felt her lean over and kiss his forehead. "Take care my dear one."

The next thing he knew, there was the sound of metal as the door opened, a few mumbled words, and a gasp as someone found him. He looked around vaguely for Delilah, only to find her not there.

Then he closed his eyes and slipped into sweet oblivion.

Sorry, first time writing a story like this...Please don't flame! I will update as soon as possible, please review!

Or be eaten!

Dana & Andi