Finally the secret is revealed. I had to rewrite this so many times. tibetan mastiff was the genius behind most of this. So special thanks to her! I hope you guys like this chapter, I was unsure about so many things. :D

Three years ago

"Get moving," Alex heard one of Vlad's thug say as he threw a boy into a cage.

Every time someone new was brought in they spent at least a week without food or water, so the only thing they wanted was a drug. They all became mindless this way, always following orders. Even if they knew they were going to die, they still did what they were told.

Alex couldn't take watching it happen anymore. She wouldn't be able to stand herself if she just let this happen again. When the guard left after giving the boy the shot, Alex snuck in. She brought out some old bread from her pocket and a water bottle. The boy looked like he had never done drugs a before. That's when she realized they were taking addicts anymore. They were taking random people off the streets.

"Shhhh. Eat this," She placed bread in his mouth as he could barely keep his eyes open.

"Where am I," he mumbled.

Alex didn't know how to answer him. She didn't want to be the one to tell him his life was pretty much over. "Just drink this, and you'll feel better," she poured water into his mouth.

She looked at him. It felt like everyday Vlad was bringing in people to replace the slaves that overdosed. It was amazing that she lasted this long. Who knew how long she had left?

"I'm Jason by the way," he hardly mumbled.

"Alex," she poured more water in his mouth.

It had been like that the whole week. She would sneak in to see him and then take care of him. Before they knew it they were best friends. Everyone else was mindless and only cared about getting a hit, but he was real. He wouldn't bow down to Vlad. The only reason Vlad kept her was because he made money. If he made any less then Vlad wanted he would get punished. Yet no punishment truly made him obey Vlad.

It had been two months since Jason arrived. He walked in on Alex holding a syringe filled completely. "What are you doing?" he said worried.

"I can't take it anymore!" she was gripping the syringe, "The pain never ends."

"Don't," he tried to calm her down, "It's going to get better."

"No its not," she placed the needle on her skin, but it didn't go in yet, "No one even cares about us. It won't make a difference if it ends here."

Not knowing what else to do he said what he had been thinking since the moment he met her, "I care. I love you."

Alex stopped moving, "What?" She just looked at him. She thought he was just saying that at first, but she could tell by the look in his eyes he meant it.

"I love you," he slowly started to walk over to her, "If you do this there's no reason for me to be here anymore. I'll just follow you."

Alex couldn't believe it. She hadn't known what love felt like in years. Was there a reason for her then? If she had a reason to live, would she keep going?

She fell to her knees dropping the needle and crying into her hands. Jason rushed over and hugged her. She was so confused. He just hugged her tighter as she cried into his shirt, "I'm going to get you out of here. I promise," he would die to keep this promise.

A month past and they were each other's comfort. Each time one felt like there was no reason, the other would be there for them, helping each other through the pain and torture which Vlad called their lives.

Each free second Jason was working on figuring out a way to escape. He wrote down every time the thugs would switch positions and created a map of the whole building.

A day came that Alex completely forgot the purpose of. She had finished her work for the day and was heading back to her room when she noticed her room's door open. As she got closer she heard someone going through her stuff. She opened the door to see Jason put a vase of roses on her bed. "Happy birthday," he took one of the roses and handed it to her.

"How did you know," she was amazed that anyone knew it, even she forgot.

"I'm just sorry you have to spend it here," he was apologetic.

She smiled, "Thank you," she kissed him.

He had a surprised look on his face. They spent the night talking about what they would do if they ever got out. How they would run away and start all over. Everything from their past wouldn't matter, because they would go as far as possible. Alex smiled at him, each time he said we or our. It gave her hope that maybe she could restart. They got closer and closer until their lips met.

The night continued, but it had gotten more intimate.

A month had past and Alex knew something was wrong she felt different. She would throw up before she even drank or did drugs. The thing was she hadn't done any of those things in weeks. So she shouldn't be feeling this way.

That's when it hit her she knew what was going on. She was shaking at the thought of it. Alex brought Jason into her room. "What's wrong?" he saw Alex was shaking and wouldn't look him in the eye.

"I.. a..," she couldn't say it.

There was no one else to tell so she just took a deep breath and said it, "I pregnant."

The look on his face was emotionless. Alex didn't know what he was going to say or do. He just stood there. "Now we need to get out of here sooner," he grinned.

Alex hugged him. She was still scared. If Vlad found out they would be killed without hesitation.

It had been over a month and her belly was about to become noticeable. She had refused to take the drug afraid of the results it might have on her child.

Vlad kicked her as she talked back to him. He was about to kick her again as out of know where Jason came and punched Vlad. Vlad wiped the blood off of his cheek from the cut, as he began to get himself back together. "So you want to take her punishment?" he took out a bat, that's fine by me."

Alex looked away as she heard every swing that contacted his body. After about twenty minutes of hearing the torture, she heard the bat drop. "Clean yourself up," Vlad walked out, "You're useless if you don't make money."

Alex crawled to him, as he was covered in bruises. "Why did you do that," she placed his head on her lap, trying to get him comfortable.

"I'll always protect you," he grinned before a shot of pain hit him and he tensed up.

He began to fall asleep as Alex brushed her fingers through his hair.

"I'll always protect you to," she slowly kissed his lips and stayed there as he slept.

The next day Jason knew he had to get her out tonight or Vlad was going to figure out what's going on. He had packed there things and hid them under a park bench, when he tested the escape. As long as everything goes as well as it did the first time. "You ready?" he held her hand as the guards were about to switch positions.

She nodded at him, ready for what was going to happen.

"If anything happens run. Don't stop running. There's a bag under a bench in the park. It has everything you will need and a bus tickets." he kissed her forehead, "I'll be right behind you."

It was time the guards had left his post. They ran out the door and the next one. Once outside they hid behind a dumpster, waiting for the next guard to switch positions. It was pouring rain. It masked their noise. They only had to get past this guard and they were free. But he didn't move. Something was wrong he was leaving. If they didn't leave soon they would miss the bus out of there. "When I give you the signal run," he let go of her hand, but didn't look at her. He was trying to not show her the tears that streamed down his face. He picked up a glass bottle.

"Wait. What?" but before she could get an answer he had ran out.

"Hey!" he yelled at the guard and threw the bottle at him.

The guard looked furious. "We have an escapee," he spoke into his radio.

"We're on our way," it replied.

The guard shot his tasor at him. Thunder cracked as Jason's body fell. Without any hesitation Alex ran out and sprinted to him.

The guards arrived, and supported Jason by holding his arms. "You know what happens, to escapees? I'm sure Vlad will be happy," the guard pointed a gun at him.

Alex was only a few yards as the gun rang out. It was louder than the thunder as it echoed through the ally's in the city. She looked at him as his body fell down and his blood fused with the rain. The guards turned around to see Alex crying, "Hey!"

Her feet splashed through the puddles as she ran the other way. She ran as fast as she could. Blood was all over her hands. The crimson liquid stained her shirt. The guard tried to tasor her but had missed.

She had to get out of there. Alex couldn't believe she had done that. She had left him there. Even if he was dead she still wanted to hold his hand. She sprinted down the street. She was running so fast that her lungs were starting to burn. That just made her runs faster though.

She reached the park bench where the bag was hidden underneath it. She rushed to grab it. She could hear the guards coming. She looked down the street and saw people getting on the bus. She sprinted to through the park and down the street. She could feel pain in her feet as she stepped on a broken bottle, but she kept running.

The bus was about to pull away as she reached it. The driver opened the door confused to see a girl covered in blood soaking wet running to the bus. It didn't faze Alex. She just handed him the ticket and sat down in a seat.

Months had past and the baby was dew any day. But she had never been more conflicted in her life. She didn't want the baby to suffer because of her. She wanted to keep it, but she knew Vlad was going to be looking for her. It was the only thing that she had left that reminded her of Jason, but she knew she had to let the child live a real life.

The day finally came. "It's a girl," the doctor said.

Alex held her child for the first and last time. It only took a few minutes before a family came in to take her away. They didn't look at Alex. She figured they thought she was a drug addict who didn't care, but she did.

She cared so much. It hurt to even think about letting the girl grow up without her. The pain was so much, she had lost everything, and she started drugs again after a month.

Present day

Alex looked at Sean as she finished telling him. He was shocked and mad. Not mad that she had a kid, but that she didn't tell him. All these secrets and he's been following her. Giving up everything he had to be with her and he knew nothing about her. "Why didn't you tell me?" he stood up agitated.

"It had nothing to do with you," she replied.

"Nothing to do with me? I have told you everything! If it wasn't for Vlad I never would have found out," he looked at her, "Maybe I should just ask him if there's anything else your keeping from me, because you won't tell me."

"He's here?" Alex sat up completely as she felt anger refill her veins.

"We captured him as he was running away. O wait, maybe I should have kept that a secret," Sean stormed out.

Alex fists tightened as she felt everybody slipping through her grasp. She threw the food Nikita had left her at the wall, and got up. She changed into her clothes and left. She stormed down the hall and into the interrogation room. Vlad was sitting at the table and evilishly grinned as he saw her walk in. She grabbed a chair and jammed it into the door, blocking anyone from coming in.

As she walked towards Vlad he stood up and began to back up. Alex flipped over the table, that stood between them and lunged at him. A fist went straight to his head and then to his cheek. He flew to the floor as blood spilled out of his mouth. "This is all your fault!" she hit him again and again, "Now I'm going to make sure you're dead for sure."

She began choking him. "Alex stop! Open the door!" she could hear Nikita yell as she was trying to break the door down.

"Jason deserved it," He managed to choke out.

"Shut up!" she threw him.

"Alex don't kill him!" Nikita yelled.

Alex walked over to Vlad, looking at him with hatred boiling. She began to punch him again. His face was cover in blood, as the door blew open. "Alex don't!" Nikita ran over and held Alex back.

Michael ran over to see if Vlad was still breathing…

This chapter is finally done yay! I didn't want it to be too long but well to late. So I was wondering what you think her daughter's name should be. Also if Vlad should be alive or not. I'm sorry I ask you guys to choose so many things but I love it when people choose parts of a story. That way they feel like that have a part in writing it. Plus it really helps making the creativity flow.

Thank you all for reading this story. I'm so thankful for all the reviews.