CHAPTER II:

They wanted to live so they followed the guy. Another man showed up afterwards. He definitely was from the Middle East; probably from Iraq or Iran. The two men apparently already knew each other and they formed a unit of some sorts. Royce figured the Muslim would work as backup in case the rescue didn't go according to plan. They had been walking for hours now. The British guy led the way as Isabelle and Royce followed.

Deep inside, Royce was glad he lived. Sure it was a shitty life and all but he had Isabelle and was even gladder she was safe, at least from the hunters. He still wasn't sure those men could be trusted. They finally got to a facility that looked a lot like the one they took shelter back in the preserve. Royce and Isabelle suddenly stopped just like they were waiting an official invitation to go in. The blonde guy saw their hesitation and nodded. The two soldiers took that as the green light and stepped forward.

Once they were inside, they couldn't believe their eyes. The place was like a small city for human refugees. Royce and Isabelle finally realized they were not alone.

- You'll be safe here. We have enough food, supplies and vacant rooms.

- Really? What the fuck is this? A hotel? Royce asked sarcastically.

The British turned to face him and continued:

- I get it. You have no reason to trust us. But we're all you have now. If I were in your shoes I'd take what I'm offered and due to the circumstances I don't think you got a better option.

The mercenary stared at the guy for a moment.

- You're MI-6? Royce asked, practically ignoring what the other man had just said.

- Used to be. The man simply stated.

After a few moments of silence the English man finally spoke again:

- It's Owen, by the way. We'll be having dinner soon if you're hungry.

- I'm Isabelle and this is Royce…Thank you for saving our lives. Isabelle smiled to Owen.

The former MI- 6 agent smiled back at her.

Royce thought Isabelle had learned by now not to trust people that easily, especially after what had happened with Edwin. But nope; he was wrong. She was still the same naïve and kind girl he'd fallen for.

...

Owen had directed them to a room where they would be spending the night. After settling down, Isabelle thanked him again and the man left to take care of dinner.

- So, I see you like him. Royce said with what looked like jealousy in his voice.

- I don't see a reason not to. She completed.

The mercenary frowned and she already knew he wasn't really good at this trusting people kind thing. Isabelle, then, stepped to him.

- Hey, the guy risked his life to save ours. How bad can he be?

Royce gave a smile at the sight of hers. She looked gorgeous when she smiled. He finally stepped closer and filled the gap between them with a kiss. She accepted it but stopped him before that could go any further. Her attitude was starting to get into his nerves. Not that he was mad at her or anything like that; he was just concerned about it. After breaking the kiss she stated:

- I'm starving. We should go eat.

He definitely wasn't mad at her. That was impossible. In response, he looked back at her and nodded.

- Yeah, we probably should.

...

She was throwing up again. It could easily be due to food poisoning. In her current situation that would make perfect sense. It could be a bug she had caught in the jungle. That made sense as well. But Isabelle knew better. She knew why she was throwing up and she had never been more scared in her life. She had never thought of having kids. Her profession would never allow her to be a full time mom. She liked kids though. Isabelle had never spent much time around them but her sister had a daughter that she got to see often. That place didn't make it any easier. She was in hell and hell wasn't the most ideal place to have a child. But to top all that there was Royce. Isabelle didn't know if he was ready to be a parent, actually she did: he wasn't. Her body was starting to change so she had to avoid him. Sooner or later he'd get tired of playing the understanding type a guy and would confront her about it. It was just a matter of time. She decided she would deal with that later. Now, she needed to go back in there and act all though not to raise any suspicions. Bottom line was simple: she was pregnant and she was going to be a mother. Isabelle wasn't actually happy about it but wasn't sad either and oddly enough she was glad Royce was the father of her unborn child.

Short one again!I'm running out of ideas! Yeah, I know! I hate when they get pregnant too but in this particular case it was the logical thing to do I guess. I promise it will get better. I'll try to make the next one longer.