GUYS! I'm finally updating. Can you believe it? Anyway, it seems like I have not updated for like three months. And I really don't know when the next time I do it will be. I'm having a baby in two weeks! Do not expect an update any soon. I'm sorry... By the way, this chapter is dedicated to twilightgirl242 .

WARNING: There is 'foul' language on this chapter.

The black figure advanced and then jumped down. It gave a few steps forward, until the light finally fell on them, revealing their identity.

Everybody, except for the Jonas, gasped.

"Ronald?"

"In flesh and bones," Ronald said, tightening his hold on the baby. "I'm glad to see you, Alex."

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Alex cursed, angrily stamping her foot on the pavement.

"I have no idea what you're talking about. Anyway, will you invite me in? Or are we going to stay out here all night?"

Alex reached for the baby, but Ronald gave a step backward.

"Uh-uh. Bad move. Your intentions were pretty evident. You need to practice on that."

"For God's sake…"

"What? What, Alex?"

"Why the hell did you take my son?"

"Oh. He's yours?" Ronald carelessly lifted up the baby, making him scream. He then looked at him and said, "will you shut up?"

Alex couldn't hold it anymore; she tackled Ronald and before he hit the floor, took the baby from him. Ronald tried to stand up but Alex and the rest of the family kicked him angrily and punched him on the face, and did not stop until they saw blood coming from his nose and mouth.

"What the f–"

Everyone turned around as they heard a police car's siren. Two cops jumped out of it and held out flashlights and guns. "Everyone, your hands where we can see them."

The Russo's and the Jonas raised their hands. Ronald stood against the wall where the flashlight wouldn't reach him, and Dean stood in front of Alex.

"He-he…" Alex started, but one of the policemen cut her by taking out his walkie-talkie and saying words so fast that one could barely make them out. The other policeman walked next to her and then said, "What happened?"

"That guy over there," Dean explained, pointing at Ronald, "had kidnapped my son."

The cop called his partner and they aimed their flashlights at Ronald, but found nobody.

"He was right there!" Jerry exclaimed.

"He actually was, sir! That Ronald guy ran away from your flashlight! He was bleeding and all. Maybe you can see a blood trail…"

The cops lit the floor but found nothing.

"What did he look like, exactly?"

"He looked…"

Alex hugged her baby and entered the substation as the rest of the family talked to the cops. She sat on a chair and looked around while absently rocking herself. Minutes later, Theresa entered the restaurant as well and sat next to her.

"Alex? Sweetie, are you okay?"

"Mom, I'm scared…what if they don't catch Ronald?"

"They will. You'll see."

"Well, maybe, but meanwhile, he is free and capable of anything."

Theresa racked her brain for an answer that would make Alex feel better, but couldn't find any. She finally thought of something.

"Sweetie? Listen, I never thought I'd say this. It is going to be very hard on me, and on your father, but…what if you and the baby move to Italy, with Dean?"

"I'm going to miss you…please come back soon…"

"You know I will. I'm going to visit monthly, and call daily."

"Just, don't forget what we have, Dean…"

Dean hugged Alex and kissed her firmly on the lips. He then took the baby in his arms and hugged him. Alex couldn't help let some tears fall. She looked at her feet while handling Dean's boarding pass and shut her eyes tightly.

Dean was called to board the plane, so he placed the baby in Alex's arms, hugged them one last time, and went to board the plane. When he was about to get in, he waved toward the girl he loved and their son, disappearing behind an anxious crowd.

Alex wiped her nose and hugged her baby, getting inside her car. She arrived back at home and looked for her mother. Theresa was in the kitchen making sandwiches and Alex offered to help. The only thing she wanted was to clear her mind.

"Alex? You don't have to do this, you know. Why don't you go upstairs and watch do some other thing?"

"But….Mom, what if Ronald comes in through the window, or something?"

"Close the window? Lock the window!"

"It's still breakable."

Theresa sighed. "You know, just go do whatever you want and the Jonas can take care of the baby. Honey, all that pressure is going to kill you. Go out and be yourself. Do whatever you want, and have nothing to worry about. Just for today. One single day. Okay?"

Alex looked at her with puzzled eyes. True; the only thing that worried her right now was Dean. If she knew he was being taken care of, she'd be okay, no matter what happened to her. But, what she wanted most at that moment was to simply go out, maybe to the mall, and have some fun. While the baby stayed safely at home.

"Actually, that would be a great idea. But do you think the Jonas are willing to take care of Dean?"

"You do not worry. I'll help them. You know what? Your father is going to be there, too. You just relax. Go shopping. Have a manicure done. Buy CD's. Watch a movie. Buy a cat, if you want! Just be happy, alright?"

Alex smiled and hugged her mother as tightly as she could. "Okay, I'll do that. Mom, thanks so much!" She then turned toward Dean and hugged him. "I'll be back later, baby. Meanwhile, your grandmother and uncles will take care of you. I'll get you something nice, 'kay? Bye-bye!"

Alex kissed Dean goodbye and ran outside. She took the subway and arrived at the mall sooner than she had expected. For the first time in what seemed like years, she felt…peace.