Emily stood in her small room the next morning, fidgeting with her borrowed dress. Jess had been gracious enough to bring more of her clothes to share with Emily, which she was very grateful for. However as Emily moved the fabric around her body, she couldn't help but ponder how much longer she would appear as she did now. In several months, she would begin to show and no amount of borrowing Jess clothes would hide that.

There was a soft know on Emily's door, shaking her from her thoughts. Emily turned from the mirror of her small washroom and walked out. She moved toward the door as it opened. A tall stem of flowers entered from behind the door, followed by Matt.

"Hi." Matt said.

"Hi."

Matt held out the plant. "I thought this might brighten the place up a bit."

"Thank you." Emily smiled. She took the plant from Matt and turned to set it beside her bed.

As Emily moved to her bed, Matt looked around the room. A stab of guilt hit him. It was partially-if no all- his fault she was force to live in the facility now. "Sorry about this place. It's only temporary."

Emily smirked. "Well I'm used to temporary."

"Once Ethan's taken care of we'll see about moving you somewhere different." Matt explained. "Somewhere with a window."

"A window would be nice." Emily replied.

"Lester almost finished working on your new identity for this time." Matt said.

Emily frowned. "I officially exist in this time?"

Matt nodded. "As of this morning." He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a small beige envelope. He held the envelope out to Emily.

Emily took the envelope and hesitantly seated herself on her bed. She opened the envelope and reached in. She pulled out several documents. Emily set the envelope beside her and looked through the documents.

"Birth certificate, social security, Identification card, marriage license-"

Emily looked up quickly. "Marriage license?"

Matt nodded, trying not to smirk. "As of today, you're…my estranged wife."

Emily's brows rose slightly. "Really?"

"Less work than creating a brand new identity. Lester's idea." Matt explained.

Emily nodded. "No longer estranged, I gather?"

Matt shook his head. "Not after we started working together."

Emily set aside the marriage license and found her new birth certificate. "Emily Margaret Brunwin. Though I suppose it's been changed." She gathered up the documents together and placed them back into the envelope.

"How're you feeling?" Matt asked.

"About my new identity or in general?" Emily replied.

"Both."

Emily drew her eyes across the room. "I'm not sure yet. If the circumstances were different, I have no doubt I would be more gracious for everything you and the others have done for me. But as they are, it feels…"

"Overwhelming." Matt finished.

Emily nodded, wiping a stray tear from her face.

Matt reached out and gently grasped the hand still in her lap. Emily turned her head back toward Matt. "It won't always be this way. It'll take some time to get used to."

Emily smiled lightly and nodded.

Matt wanted to say more, giving another reason to believe things would get better, but he couldn't. He couldn't guarantee things would improve. "Lester should be arriving soon. I need to talk to him."

"Do you mind if I join you?" Emily asked.

Matt smiled and shook his head. "Not at all."

It hadn't taken long to find Lester entering the facility. The usually unpleasant man was even more unpleasant, if that was possible. But Matt had gotten through Lester and given access to hunt Ethan down. Unfortunately another gateway had opened, sending the team, save for Matt, to another location. Matt and Emily took by Jess at the ADD. Jess was waiting for Connor's new gadget to transmit a date back.

Jess turned in her chair toward Emily. "You left home in 1867, right?"

Emily nodded. "Yes."

"It looks like we found an anomaly back to your time." Jess explained.

Emily was silent. She turned to Matt, who was looking back at her. A gateway back to her own time had finally appeared. Emily looked back to Jess and smiled falsely. "Excuse me." She turned quickly and walked from the ADD.

She moved quickly from the main floor through the hallway. Emily passed several workers who never gave her a second glance, much to her pleasure. She reached her room and unlocked her door. Emily pushed the door opened and closed it quickly behind her. Her hands shook against the handle of the door. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

Emily pushed herself from the door and walked to her bed. She withdrew her journal from beneath the mattress and opened it up. Emily took the pen and quickly began writing in her journal. She ignored the tears that rolled down her cheeks. Her hands shook around the book and the pen, disrupting her script, but she didn't care.

For the past three years Emily had wanted to find her way back home. She wanted to return to her family, to her husband, to her London. But now, after everything that had happened, after all the people she'd acquainted herself with, Emily wasn't ready to leave. How could she return with child? All her fears returned, flooding her mind, flooding the lines of her journal.

Emily couldn't take it anymore. She slammed her book closed and tossed it on her bed. She wiped her face free of tears and rose from her bed. She walked into the washroom and turned on the faucet. She scooped the water into her hands and slashed her face. Emily grabbed the towel and dried her face. She looked into the mirror. All traces of her tears had been cleaned away.

Emily walked back onto her bed and sat down. She leaned over and watched her hands hang from her legs. She was so confused. She should go home now that she had the chance. It was the most logical course of action. But why was she filled with a strange sensation every time she thought about it? Why couldn't she accept that it was time to go back to her own time, back where she belonged?

A soft knock echoed from her door, taking her from her thoughts. Emily straightened her back. "Who is it?"

There was a paused. "Emily, I'm sorry but that anomaly doesn't lead back to your home. Jess shouldn't have said anything till we were certain." Matt explained.

A small smile formed from her lips.

Hours later, after Emily had reemerged from her room and after Matt had joined the other at the anomaly site in an old prison. Emily found herself walking through the corridors toward the detainment room. She'd heard that Ethan had been apprehended. Matt was talking with him now. Trying to discover what Ethan was going to do to the anomalies.

She reached the door and stopped. She could see Matt sitting at a table with Ethan. Matt rose and walked to the door.

"Matt." She said.

Matt looked at her but turned. He walked quickly down the hall from her.

Emily frowned and followed. "Did he tell you what he's going to do?"

Matt said nothing.

"Matt?" Emily asked. She quickened her steps and grabbed his arm. "Talk to me."

Matt spun around quickly, facing her. "Why do you care?"

Emily froze. She'd never seen nor heard Matt's voice carry a more hostile tone. With anyone, let alone herself. "Pardon?"

"Why are you so interested in Ethan and what I'm doin' here?" Matt demanded.

"Matt are you accusing me of something?" Emily asked.

"It's not Ethan." Matt answered.

Emily's eyes widened.

"He's not the one, I was so certain." Matt continued.

"So…so what- you suspect me now?" Emily replied.

"No." Matt said quickly. "No I don't know. I could be anybody. It could be Danny for all we know."

"Matt, if you were wrong about Ethan than you could be wrong about everything." Emily said. "How can you be so sure that this event with the anomalies is even going to happen?"

"It just is. "Matt said firmly. "I know it is."

Matt turned and walked away from her.

"But it doesn't make sense!" Emily called after him. She watched him walk around the corner. She turned her head from the direction that Matt had gone. It didn't make any sense.

Emily turned and headed back to her room. Something was missing. If the event with the anomalies was going to occur, logically someone was responsible. Ethan did appear to be the likeliest of suspects. He had knowledge that Emily didn't about the gateways, like he'd traveled through them before she met him. But if Matt was correct, and Ethan wasn't the one, then it had to be someone else.

Emily sighed with exhaustion and returned to her room. She sat on her bed and lowered her head into her hands. Already it had been an exhausting day. All her energy seemed to have been drained within minutes. No doubt another side effect to her condition.

A soft knock caught Emily's attention.

"Yes?" Emily asked.

The door opened slowly. Jess slowly peeked her head in. "May I come in?"

Emily smiled and nodded. "Of course."

Jess entered and closed the door behind her. "I just spoke with Abby and Connor. It turns out that there were two anomalies. One of them leads back to the 1800's. It's 1867, Connor's sure this time, he promised."

Emily looked down at the ground. Her right hand began spinning her wedding band around her figure.

Jess noticed Emily's position. She frowned. "I thought this would be good news."

Emily looked up. "It is. Thank you."

Jess slowly seated herself beside Emily. "I'm sure if you wanted to stay, it would be okay. Do you want to stay?"

Emily looked at Jess. "I wish I knew what I wanted." She rose from her bed. "The person I was three years ago. A new bride who went to investigate the golden night and fell into a new world. It's not me anymore. But it seems, I don't quite fit here either." She looked down at Jess, who watched her closely. The look in Jess' eyes told her something.

"May I confide in you, Jessica?" Emily asked.

Jess' eyes grew wide. She nodded. "Of course."

Emily sat down beside Jess. "What I am about to share with you…it must remain between us."

Jess nodded. "I understand."

Emily bit her lip hesitantly. "I'm…I'm pregnant."

Jess' eyes widened further. Her mouth fell open. "You're sure?"

Emily nodded. "A few days ago, I had some tests done. The doctor confirmed that I was pregnant."

"Emily, please stop me if i am being too intrusive, but is Matt-?"

Emily nodded. "Yes. Matt is the father."

"What are you going to do?" Jess asked.

"I'm not sure." Emily replied. "If Connor is right, and the gateway leads back to 1867, then very little time will have passed since I left. If I were to return now, I would be the only person with the knowledge that the child does not belong to my husband."

Jess nodded.

"But how can I leave this time and take Matt's child from him before he has the chance to know them?" Emily asked. Tears formed within her eyes.

Jess took Emily's hand and gave her a comforting squeeze. "Emily, perhaps, if you talk with Matt-"

Emily sobbed. "Matt wants nothing to do with me. He's focused with anomalies, and for good reason."

"That's not true. Yes things are a little chaotic, but once it calms down, you and he can talk about what you should do." Jess explained.

Things would never settle down at the facility. Not until Matt found who would cause the event. But there was no telling how soon that would be, or how long that would be. It could be too late to talk to him by then. And there was no point in talking to him now, not when he frustrated enough without a suspect. Talking with Emily would be the last thing on his mind, not that Emily would expect any different.

Emily wiped her eyes. "Jess, I appreciate you allowing me to confide in you. But could I-?"

Jess nodded. "Of course. And if you need anything, let me know." She rose from the bed and walked out of the room.

Emily looked at her clothes hanging across the room. They were her only remnant of her past life. The life that was waiting beyond the gateway. Emily bit her lip and rose from her bed. She walked across her room to her clothing and removed them from the hangers. She laid them out across her bed. Emily reached beneath the mattress and removed her journal from within. She didn't belong to this time.

Emily walked through the corridors in search for Matt. She wore her long skirt and chemise beneath her leather jacket. Her boots echoed as she walked through the corridors. She needed to tell him what she was going to do. She didn't belong in this time. She never would. Matt knew it, just as she did. Returning back to her own time would be for the best. It would be better for them all.

Ahead of her, in the next corridor, Emily heard footsteps. Emily reached the corridor and looked around She turned behind her and froze. Ethan stood near her carrying one of the weapons used by the people. He aimed it at her head.

Ethan faltered a moment. Shock was written all over his face. The shock was soon replaced by a disturbing smile as he lowered the weapon. He gave a short laugh before raising the gun at Emily once more.

Emily took a small step back, running into the corner of the corridor.

"HEY!" someone yelled.

Emily turned quickly. Ethan wrapped his arm around Emily's neck and pulled her close to him. He pressed the muzzle of the gun against her back. Emily went stiff against Ethan.

Becker ran across the hall toward them and stopped. He raised his own weapon at them. "Ethan, or Patrick, or whatever your name is, lower your weapon slowly. And get down on the grown now."

Ethan cocked an eyebrow.

"NOW!" Becker ordered.

Ethan moved the muzzle of the gun to Emily's head.

Becker nodded. He held up his hands. "Okay. Just don't harm her. Okay?"

"I won't." Ethan said. He aimed the gun at Becker and fired.

Becker jerked from the impact and collided with the wall beside him. He collapsed on the ground against the wall.

Ethan pushed Emily forward, still holding her around her neck. They walked toward Becker. Ethan aimed his weapon against and shot Becker one more time. Emily watched as Becker went stiff on the ground. Ethan pushed her roughly forward through the corridor. They moved quickly toward the garage of the facility.

Emily sat on the floor in one of the rooms inside the prison. Her wrist was cuffed to the pipes along one of the pillars. The guard had been rendered unconscious by Ethan and lay motionless several meters in front of Emily. Emily watched as Ethan walked around the room toward the sealing devices.

"Tell me how to open that." Ethan said.

"I told you, I don't know how." Emily replied.

Ethan walked to the device and knelt down beside it. He started pressing different keys, trying in vain to unlocked it.

"You go through that gateway and you'll be the exact same person that you are now." Emily said.

Suddenly the gateway opened. Ethan smiled and rose from the ground. He walked across the room to the locked door. He slammed into the door several times, opening it up. He turned back to Emily, smirking sadistically.

"Ethan, don't do this." Emily pleaded.

Ethan looked at her. "Goodbye." He turned and walked through the anomaly.

Emily could do nothing but watch in horror as he left.

A sharp cry diverted Emily's attention. She turned her head back toward the newly opened door. The creature inside was slowly regaining consciousness. Emily looked around for some kind of weapon to defend herself. Several meters from her was a large stick. Emily moved as far as she could from the pillar, but it was not far enough. She stretched out her leg, trying to move it toward her.

The large bird slowly emerged from the room. It looked around and quickly spotted Emily. Emily looked back at the stick, trying to reach it more urgently. The bird screeched in hostility. Emily dragged the stick with her foot toward her. She grabbed it with her hands and rose to her feet.

The bird walked toward her, its head bobbing up and down. Emily gripped the stick tightly. The bird walked around a pillar, eyeing Emily carefully. Emily swung the stick hard. She bashed the head of the bird, but it only seemed to aggravate the bird. Emily swung again, this time slamming the birds head into the pillar. The bird squawked angrily. Emily hit it again. This time the bird staggered around a few passed before collapsing on the floor.

Emily sighed in relief.

Suddenly Danny and Matt emerged into the room. Both men immediately found the fallen creature. Matt lowered his weapon and looked to Emily.

"Nice." Danny said, looking at Emily. "You didn't say she was good."

Emily looked away from them, feeling her cheeks warm.

"Are you hurt?" Matt asked.

Emily shook her head. "No."

Matt nodded. "Good. Let's get this off you." He slung his weapon around his shoulder and searched for the key.

"Where's Patrick?" Danny asked.

Emily turned toward the open gateway. "He went through."

Danny said. "That's what I was afraid of."

Matt opened the cuff, releasing Emily's wrist.

"Thank you." Emily said.

Matt turned and walked to the sealing device. He picked up Connor dating device and held it to the gateway. It beeped a few times. "Pliocene."

Danny sighed.

"You gonna go after him?" Matt asked.

"I can't risk him going through to another human time." Danny answered. He turned to Matt and Emily. "I won't leave him alone. Look…I don't know if I can trust you, but it looks like I've got no choice."

Matt frowned.

"Phillip Burton is connected to Helen Cutter. They knew each other. He lied to me about it, something to do with anomaly research. You let the others know that Burton is not to be trusted." Danny explained.

"Look you go after your brother. I'll take care of this." Matt replied.

Danny nodded. He turned toward the anomaly and started moving toward it.

"Danny!" Emily called.

Danny turned.

Emily tossed him his stick. "Good luck."

Danny caught his stick and smiled. "Say goodbye to Abby and Connor for me, will ya."

Matt nodded.

"And oi, I've not forgotten that you shot me."

Matt chuckled.

"I'll get you back for that one day." Danny said. He turned and walked through the anomaly.

Matt walked to the device and sealed up the anomaly.

"Matt." Emily said.

Matt turned.

"I thought I should tell you that I decided to go back." Emily explained.

Matt's face was expressionless.

"Through the gateway, it would be the same year I left, which would mean my husband would believe that the child is his." Emily continued. "We both know I do not belong here. But I know making that choice will leave you without a chance to know the child."

Matt nodded.

"So I…I thought, that if you gave me a reason, I would stay." Emily explained.

Matt turned from Emily and looked at the anomaly.

"I know you have your mind set on your mission, and if I stay I'm only distracting you." Emily explained.

Matt looked back at Emily. "Emily, if the circumstances were different, I'd let you go through."

"If circumstances were different, I might not want to go through." Emily replied.

Matt chuckled lightly. "Maybe. But you're right. Having you here would be a distraction."

Emily nodded.

"But I know the survival rate for infants of your time." Matt replied. "If you want a reason to stay, then stay for the health of the baby. The doctors of this time can ensure they'll be healthy when they're born."

"You're sure?" Emily asked.

Matt nodded. "Yeah. I'm sure."

Emily nodded. "Then I'll stay."

"I promise you Emily, I will get you back home one day." Matt said.

London, England

June fifth, two thousand and eleven.

After three years of traveling through the gateways, searching for home, one has finally opened. Yet I sit here in my room unable to relish the knowledge that I can return home. Instead, I dread the very thought of it. I find myself sick every time my mind draws to thoughts of leaving this time. I'm torn between what is right, and what feels right. I want so much to stay here, to raise my child in the safety of this time where little diseases will threaten their life. I want them to know both father and mother, without the crossing of time. But I also know I do not belong here, no will I ever belong to this time.

This day has been nothing but exhaustion for my body. I find myself barely able to remain awake. Ethan was apprehended today, but he escaped through a gateway into the past. Danny, Ethan's brother from this very time, followed him.

Today I found myself torn between two decisions. In one, I would stay here and raise my child in safety. And in another, I would raise my child in uncertainty, in a lie. Despite what I had believed this morning, I was ready to return to my time and lie to my husband. I was ready to hide the truth about my child's father forever. But he stopped me. Matt held me here. I only remain to ensure that my child grows healthy.

I find myself alone now. With Matt now investigating Burton as his suspect, he will no doubt keep his distance from me. Through the drive back to the facility, we discussed how we should conduct ourselves around one another. The easiest factor being that we should keep our distance from each other unless the situation calls for it. I cannot imagine how tomorrow will lay out for me. I've grown very accustomed to talking with him. But I must do my best to abide by the rules as I know he will do so. He cannot afford to be distracted by me or our child. I will abide by the rule and keep my distance from him.

At least I can take comfort in knowing that I can always confide in young Jessica.

With Ethan gone, and Matt now focusing on Burton, I wonder how the focus of the team will shift?