Author's Note: I am sucking myself into my own story. I really wanted to write another chapter. This one going to be more of a Rachel trying to get back Tom. It more focuses on Marty and Preacher James. If I can I will write another chapter to follow this one before tomorrow's episode.

Marty couldn't believe he was doing this again. He walked towards the church, if Preacher James told him to shot him again, he was going to lose it. He knocked on the door not wanting to just walk in. Preacher James opened the door, "Marty, I am glad you came." he said. Marty stared at him, "I came here to help Rachel." Preacher James shook his head, "You want to see the little boy, don't you? You want me to bring him back, too?" Marty's eyes widen, "No. No. He probably..." Marty said then stopped. Rachel walked over to them, fresh tears in her eyes, this time they were tears of joy. "Am I interpreting?" she asked looking at both men's expression.

Suddenly, Rachel screamed in pain a few minutes later, "Contracts." she said softly. Marty snapped out of it and went over to her. "Rachel?" he asked making sure she was okay. "I think I having the baby soon." she gaped. Preacher James smiled slightly, "Yes and you want Tom to be there when you have the baby." Rachel nodded as she bit her lip in pain. Marty grabbed the phone to call 911, but James grabbed his arm. "Not yet." Marty looked shocked, "Not yet! She is about to have a baby!" he yelled. Preacher James didn't move, "It's too early. They need more time." Marty looked at him confused, "Who?" he asked, but Preacher James was running over to Rachel. He put his hands on her stomach where the baby was. He began to sing, "Wait little baby boy. It's too early. The rest of your family is not here yet. Stay inside. Stay inside. For a few more days."

Suddenly, Rachel collapsed on the floor breathing heavily, "The baby.." she said worriedly. Preacher James shook his head, "The baby is fine, but we need to hurry. Marty follow me. Rachel stay here." Preacher James led Marty out the back door, "Where are we going?" Marty asked. "Where you feel powerful." Preacher James replied. "Close your eyes." Preacher James said suddenly as they were heading towards the river that Marty knew so well, the place Jacob had drowned. Marty shook his head, "Why?" he asked over the sound of the river that for some reason water was moving really fast. "Do it, for the boy." Marty closed his eyes, "Marty keep with me. I need you to bring back them all." Marty opened his eyes quickly, "What?" he asked, but Preacher James was no where in sight. He wasn't even near the river anymore. He was flowing in the air, Marty waited to fall any second, but he didn't.

"Help us. Help us." He hear a whisper to his left. He turned, but saw nothing. "Bring us back. Free us." He heard to his right, but again nothing. "I don't know how to!" he screamed wanting the voices to stop as they continued from all directions. "Marty! Marty! Marty!" they screamed louder and louder. Marty woke up suddenly up the ground near the river. Preacher James was drinking water from the river, seeming not to notice him at all. He got up, "What... What." he said not being able to decide what to say. Preacher James stood up, "The main question is who." Marty shook his head, "No you are crazy. I can't bring anyone back." He ran away, "You are doing something to my head!" he yelled. Preacher James didn't chase him, but only watched.

Marty was out of breath as he got to his car, then he remembered Rachel. He went into the church to check on her. "Rachel?" he asked walking through the dark church feeling for the light switch. He found it and turned on the light. He saw didn't see Rachel anywhere. He sighed, she probably went to Maggie for help.

Author's Note: I hope you liked it, if you have any suggestions feel free to tell me. And review! Thank You.