When the final bell rings I walk down the stairs and out of the school. While I'm waiting for the bus Molly is sitting on a bench a few feet away looking at ultrasound pictures with a friend.

"Oh my god, that's his little face?!" Molly's friend Arabella exclaims.

"yeah" Molly replies proudly.

"He's so cute, you're so lucky" Arabella says.

"I wouldn't say that…"

I sigh and walk away. Molly thinks she's unlucky because she'll have to juggle a baby and school, but I rather have a difficult time raising a baby in high school than be in my situation. I was told a few months ago that I couldn't have children. I went to the doctor because I was afraid that I was pregnant, just to find out that I never will be. I'm simply too small to have a baby and even if I did conceive I would never be able to carry the pregnancy long enough for the baby to survive. I feel guilty Tobias is good with kids and although I've never asked I think wants to have children. But tied down by me he never will. It hasn't become a huge problem yet but it's hard to talk about our future, and I'm seventeen he's nineteen it's too early to think about having babies but when we're in our twenties and we want to have a baby what happens then?

I think about the problems my infertility could cause the whole bus ride to where Tobias works. On Fridays he works an hour later so he can't pick me up from school. I usually go home but I want to see him, so I go to his work instead.

When I get there he's still with a patient. I can see through his office window and I can see him but I can't see who he's with. It's an odd seen though, he's sitting on the floor and he has that look that he usually only looks at me with when I'm hurt or upset. A small pang of jealousy runs through my stomach. But then a little girl no older than six crawls across the room and in to Tobias's lap. He hugs her and tells her something but I obviously can't hear him.

They get up and his office door opens. Tobias walks out of his office with the girl, she has chin length curly bright orange hair a naturally pouted lip freckled cheeks porcelain white skin and vibrant green eyes. She's obviously been crying and a few tears drip down her cheeks still. There's a large welt on her arm it's sort of a rectangle shape, I can tell it was left by a belt. Now I understand why he's so attached to this case. This little girl is living the same nightmare he had too.

Tobias says good bye to the girl and strokes the last tears off her cheeks.

"Ella come on" men probably the girl's father says.

The girl reluctantly walks off with the men.

I walk over to Tobias.

"I hate watching her go home with him" he hisses.

"What can you tell me?" I ask.

"Only that he's exactly like Marcus, and I'll do anything to make sure he rots in a cell for the rest of his life" he replies.

I kiss him on the cheek.

He pulls me to him and kisses me on the lips softly and sweetly.

"What are you doing here?" Tobias asks one hand on my hip. His touch makes my skin tingle.

"What? You aren't happy to see me?" I smile.

"No I am, but what are you going to do here for another hour?" Tobias questions.

"Homework" I shrug.

"Alright" he says then gives me another kiss before going off with his next patient.