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A/N: A huge thanks goes to all my readers. Sorry about my updates being all over the place. Busy, busy life.


With a great deal of apprehension building up within him, Matt twisted the key in the door, his hands trembled, and his heart pulsed heavily, a loud click was given off by the door, and it swung open. Matt crept in as quietly as he possibly could. It was late and he didn't want to wake Emily.

" Matt,"

The air rippled from his lungs. Emily wasn't asleep, and he was going to have to have the rather awkward conversation that he'd hoped that he would be able to avoid, at least till morning anyway. He gradually brought himself to face her. She was stood only a few inches from him, her deep chocolate brown eyes were huge with concern, and there was a great deal of uncertainty etched into her features.

" You didn't have to wait up for me." He whispered hoarsely. His air ways were closing off with fear, making it increasingly difficult to breath, let alone speak.

" Didn't I?" Emily asked him. From any one else Matt would have taken that comment as sarcasm, but from Emily, it was filled with a tentative care. She took one long stride towards him and looped her arms around his waist. Every muscle in his body froze, and his brain began screaming at him to pull away, but his heart wanted nothing more for him to cling onto Emily and not let go, " Where've you been?" She asked him, stroking the side of his face soothingly.

" I had to sort some things out in my mind. It's been a bit hectic, ya know? " He exhaled and nuzzled slightly, " I'm scared." He admitted.

Emily nodded in understanding, " Matt, we've been through a lot, you and I. We'll get through this."

" D'ya think?" He asked, disbelief gripping onto his words.

Her hands began trailing down his back, " I know." He hummed in appreciation, melting against her,

"Em?" He mumbled against the small crease in her neck.

" What Matt?" She questioned him.

" I never did ask, did I? -" He trailed off nervously.

" Ask what?" Emily retorted curiously.

" What are your feelings are about this child? What you think that we should do about it? Because quite honestly I could really use your opinion." He moved so that his eyes were locked with hers.

" What we should do about it?" She repeated the latter question, " What ever do you mean?"

" It had crossed my mind - to not go through with it." He felt so shameful saying that, but he had to throw that option out there. After all, this wasn't just his child, it was Emily's too. It took a while but when Emily finally realized as to what he was implying her face hardened. She looked angry, really angry. She gave him a look that he supposed could be conceived as seething.

" How could you even think of that?" She snapped. Emily untangled her arms from him, staring on at him with a hurtful coldness.

Matt hung his head low, " I don't know - I'm sorry." He hated this. Since it had been announced that he was impregnated he felt as though Emily was drifting away from him. It was all his fault though. It seemed that even after all these years he still had a way of burning the people closest to him.

" You came here to conserve life not to destroy it, and this isn't just any life, this is a life that we've created out of love. It's a piece of you, and a piece of me Matt. Does it really matter what problems occur because of the child. We can get past anything that comes up. You and I are together in this. Have you got that?" She slipped her hand in his, " Do you trust me?" She asked.

" Completely." He replied so sincerely that his heart felt like it was going to explode. Emily was the only person that he'd ever been able to trust, and it felt good to finally be able to lean on someone without the fear of getting stabbed in the back.

" Then trust me on this. We will be OK. All three of us. " She leant in and pecked him on the lips.

" I hope so. " He replied. He knew full well that there were so many things that could go wrong, but he decided that It would be far better if they both just took it one step at a time.

" Shall we go to bed?" Emily questioned him.

He nodded, though the chance of any shut eye were rather minimal. This is had been one of the strangest days in his life. Though little to Matt's knowledge far more strange and terrifying days were yet to come.


Months passed, and the due date for Anderson Junior was looming. It was far more obvious that Matt was pregnant now, though to the average bystander he's probably just look like a very fat man. Unfortunately for the whole team Matt was rather aware of his physical changes, and because of that was often in terrible moods. It didn't' help that because of his condition he was reduced down to shuffling papers around in an office.

Lester had reluctantly agreed that Matt could have the baby delivered via C section at the ARC considering the circumstances the child was coming into the world. His exact words had been, ' I dread to think about the amount of damage control we'd have to endure through if you had the child in normal surroundings'

Matt was fed up of being useless. He was barely able to walk five minutes without getting tired and out of breath, and his normal graceful gait was now a rather ungainly waddle. He was sinking further and further into a depression that not even Emily's brightest smile could break. He was truly miserable, and bored. He had nothing to do, and everything he was supposed to be doing was being taken care of by the rest of his team. They wouldn't let him lift a finger.

Becker occasionally came to see him to keep him company, but even conversations with the soldier were becoming increasingly difficult to have. It was just too weird, too insane, and Becker would stare, like everyone else stared. He wouldn't mean to do it, but then again no one meant to do it, they just couldn't help themselves.

He found himself wishing for a little bit of excitement. Matt was about to learn the real meaning of ' be careful for what you wish for'

It was just turning six o clock, almost time to go home, almost time for another days end, and with each passing day the birth was closer. He was too petrified to really feel his fear, but it was still there, scratching beneath his surface. He was just finishing off his daily paper work when he heard a rattling. He snapped his head up and looked around the room frantically, letting go of his pen for a moment. He watched, wide eyed as his pen lurched forwards into the air, and then two things happed in a quick succession of each other, an anomaly opened, and a woman ran out of it, not just any woman though, Helen Cutter.

He'd seen pictures of her before, he'd read all about her in the ARC files, and yet nothing could have prepared him for the amount of pure evil emitting from her screwed up features.

" What do you want?" He asked breathily.

She laughed mechanically, and skipped over to him gleefully, " Your child."

Matt's blood ran cold.

Despite everything, his depression, his weight gain, and the feeling of a deep wretched sickness he'd felt because of his bodies reaction to the baby growing within him, he'd grown to love them. It was a love that was indescribable, a fierce love mixed in with protectiveness.

He was jammed between an anomaly that could lead to absolutely anywhere in time, and quite possibly one of the maddest woman the universe had ever spat out. Either way he was trapped, and in his condition vulnerable as well. He was alone, and backup was too far away to call for as he stupidly didn't have his comm on him.

Where did he go from here?


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1 more chapter to go after this one. I can't promise that this fic will have a happy ending, though I can promise a sequel at some point which will bring one. I say some point because my college work is kind of getting in the way of doing any writing, and I want to finish off my other fan fictions before starting more.