A/N: Finally, another chapter. Again, sorry for the delay in updating, I've been finding it hard to get going with this fic. But I feel that now that the plot is really picking up I will be able to continue much easier. Also, I realize that the events of this chapter may not bode well for certain couples, but remember not to lose faith and to realize that this is probably going to be a long fic with a lot of twists and turns before the end. And when it does get to the end, I intend to have things be the way I believe they would have been on the show. So just bear with me.

Dedication: To Melody, Kitty, and Kennedy for loyally reviewing this fic since the beginning...I love hearing what you think, and I hope you enjoy this chapter!

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Chapter 3

Livvie closed her eyes from the moment that Caleb transported her. When she was sure that she must have reached her destination, she took a slow breath before opening them tentatively. She breathed a big sigh of relief when she realized that she was merely back home in the loft. "Thank God he didn't send me somewhere horrible," she muttered to herself, sinking down onto the leather couch in exhaustion. She looked down at herself, cringing at how horrible she looked. She was still in her black wedding dress, which looked a little worse for wear now, wrinkled and speckled with dirt and dust from being outside all night. She was thankful that she wasn't in the path of a mirror because she didn't even want to see her hair. Willing herself not to think about anything else for the moment, she slowly stripped herself of her dress, absentmindedly balling it up and throwing it in the trash. She walked slowly to the bathroom and started the shower. As the hot water coursed over her body, she thought briefly of Rafe and Alison. Right now she was probably being forced to tell him everything. Good, Livvie thought vengefully. Little bitch deserves all the pain she has coming.

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"Rafe," Alison repeated, out of the need to break the silence.

"You just said that," Rafe said impatiently. He took a few steps towards her. "Alison, I just ran into Livvie outside. Her and Caleb got married last night, but then something must have happened, and all she could talk about was how this is all a part of his plot, I have no idea what she's talking about, but I know we need to get out of here." Without much thought, he walked to the closet and pulled out their suitcases, tossing them onto the bed. He unzipped them and started piling clothes from the closet into them without care. "Lucy called, there's definitely something weird going on with this place, its not on any maps and no one has ever heard of it before. We need to go somewhere else for our honeymoon, its not safe here..." A strangled sob broke through his distracted ramblings, causing him to immediately stop what he was doing and look up in alarm. "Alison?" He was stunned to see that she had begun to sob, and had sunk down to the floor, her head down as she bawled her eyes out. He dropped the clothes and ran to her side, instinctively joining her on the floor and wrapping his arms around her. "It's okay, we're still going to have our honeymoon, we'll just go somewhere else, somewhere far away from Livvie and Caleb-"

"No Rafe, this isn't about us having our honeymoon," she cried, trying to wipe her tears away. "This isn't about that at all."

A confused expression came over Rafe's face. "Well what is it then? You were fine when I left...what happened while I was gone?" A look of dread and anger replaced the confusion. "Was Caleb here? Did he hurt you?"

Alison forced herself to take a long, shaky breath, trying to ease her sobs. When she had composed herself slightly she replied. "No. He d-didn't hurt me. But yes, he was h-here." Before he could reply she placed a delicate, shaking finger over his lips. "Rafe, I need to tell you something. Something that I should have told you a long time ago. But I didn't, because I thought that was the right thing to do at the time, but now I know how wrong I really was," she whispered, trying to hold in her tears. "What have I done?" she said, more to herself than to Rafe.

Rafe placed both hands on her shoulders as he peered into her eyes. "Alison, you're scaring me. Please tell me what's wrong, I want to help you. Just please tell me, what did Caleb want?"

Alison rose to her feet, gently brushing away Rafe's hands. She began to walk slowly around the room, looking down at her clasped hands, not daring to look him in the eye. "Rafe, I told you how the night that you went to hell, I went to Caleb to ask for his help." She took a slow ragged breath, her heart breaking as she spoke.

Rafe nodded. "I know. I'll never forgive myself for leaving you like that. But I thought we were past this."

"I thought so too," Alison said emotionally, blinking back tears. "But I wasn't completely honest with you Rafe. About that night. And that was a huge mistake." Rafe frowned, staring at her expectantly. She forced herself to continue. "After Caleb told me he wouldn't help me, I tried to grab his ring and make the wish myself. But it didn't work, and I realized that it wasn't his real ring. Livvie had stolen it from him." She watched as Rafe's eyes widened slightly at that. "Then we were talking, and he told me that he felt some kind of a shift, and it meant that you were back." She moved her hand to her mouth to suppress a sob. "I was about to go home to you, I was. But then...something happened. I swear to you Rafe, we didn't know what we were doing, I never wanted it to happen in a million years." The tears started to fall again. "Livvie made a wish on the ring, Rafe. She wished for a romantic night for her and Caleb. But she wasn't with him," she managed to say, her lips quivering.

At first Rafe just stared at her in confusion, not understanding. Then something seemed to hit him all at once, and his face turned to disbelief. "No. That's not possible. You aren't telling me that you...and Caleb..." Alison could only manage to nod, confirming his worst fears.

"We did. I had sex with Caleb," she whispered, finally speaking the words.

Rafe seemed to stagger backwards a few steps. The look of utter betrayal and pain on his face nearly killed Alison on the spot.

"Rafe, you have to understand," Alison pleaded, walking towards him again. She reached out to him. "We didn't know what we were doing, it was the ring. Rafe, I'm so sorry-"

He flinched away from her touch, staring at her in numb shock. "You married me. You married me with this...this secret. Why didn't you tell me, why are you telling me now?" he said, his voice rising.

Alison started to sob again. "Rafe, please, I never wanted to hurt you, I tried to tell you the next day, when I came home, but then you started t-talking about starting fresh and I couldn't bring myself to hurt you so much."

Rafe put both hands to his head, an expression of agony on his face. "You slept with Caleb. You slept with Caleb." A thought suddenly came to his head. "Where?"

"W-What?" Alison stuttered, caught off guard.

"Where did it happen?" Rafe said, fearing that his theory was correct. "You weren't at home, because I was there. And I assume you weren't as his place, because Livvie would have been there. Where did it happen Alison?" he demanded, on the verge of tears now himself.

She was crying freely now. A part of her had hoped that she wouldn't have to tell him this part. "The barn," she sobbed.

"DAMMIT!" Rafe yelled, angrily tipping over the bedside table. It crashed loudly to the floor, causing Alison to jump. "That was our place, Alison! That place meant everything to us! And you...and him...that's why you acted that way when I wanted to get married there." She nodded silently. Rafe put a hand to his head, his mind going a thousand miles an hour. "I have to go, I can't be here," he muttered finally, heading purposefully towards the door.

She knew she couldn't let him go. "Rafe, wait! I have to tell you, I have to tell you why I told you now." She had a feeling that the worst was possibly yet to come, but she couldn't deny the immense relief she felt at finally having her blaring secret off her chest. Despite the tears and anguish, she felt a sense of calm in the back of her mind that she hadn't felt in weeks.

"No, not now. I can't do this right now," he said firmly. He stared at her for one more long second, seeing her in a way he had never seen her before. With a final shake of his head he was gone.

She stood there alone in the vast, empty room, the door open to the deserted hallway. He had left before she could tell him about the baby. But what could she even say about the baby? She still had no proof other than Caleb's word, which she did not value very much at all, especially after his revelation that he had known all along that this would happen. She slowly picked up the half-packed suitcase that Rafe had thrown together and put it down on the floor. She sank down to the sit on the bed and stared around the room, unsure of what to do next. This was supposed to be my honeymoon, she thought sadly. She considered her options, realizing that she was exhausted, emotionally and physically. "I'll just lie down and wait for Rafe to come back," she decided, lying back on the pillow, not bothering to change out of her cream-colored jogging suit. "He will come back," she whispered, trying to ignore the doubts in her mind. Her last thought before she drifted off to sleep was of the look of betrayal and disappointment Rafe had given her on his way out the door.

She had been sleeping soundly for about an hour when Caleb drifted through the door to the suite, unbeknownst to the sleeping Alison. He paused a moment by her bedside to stare at her tear-streaked face as she slept. Then he swiftly picked her up in his arms, and the two of them vanished from the room.

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TBC...