"I don't care how much you threaten me. I don't care how much you threaten Randy, I'm leaving you Wade!" Cammy had enough. Wade had beat on her for the last time. She had sent Nicky with Beth and she had begun to pack her things when they arrived at Wade's home. She hated her life with him. She felt stronger than she had ever felt in her life. But the moment Wade walked in and found her packing he reminded her just how weak she was. He beat her to the floor and left her spitting out her own blood.

"You're not going anywhere. Get up and get dressed. We have to go to the arena."

Cammy crawled on her knees to the bed and used it to pull herself up. She was in more pain than she had been before when he had kicked her and she remembered how during the times before she didn't think it was possible to hurt more. She cried out when she tried to stand and she began to sweat once she had got to her feet. She couldn't stand up straight without a severe jolt of pain shooting through her abdomen, back and side. She coughed and she could taste blood.

But she managed to get dressed and go downstairs so she could accompany Wade to work. She could barely breathe by the time she got to her office and she began to see white dots.

"Here's Nicky. Oh we had so much fun today." Beth said happily entering the room and sitting Nicky down on the couch. "Hey, are you okay? You look pale."

"I'm fine. I think … I'm catching the flu." It hurt to talk. "Thanks for taking him today, Beth."

"No problem. I got to catch a flight home. Gram's birthday tomorrow." Beth winked and then headed out the door. Cammy was always able to fool her friend, never showing how badly she was hurt.

She took a couple of pain pills from a bottle she had taken from Wade's nightstand. They were left over from him pulling a muscle in his back. They had helped her before. She tried to concentrate on her work, but Nicky was still awake and getting restless. She rose slowly out of her chair and went over to where he was playing on the floor and picked him up. That's when her vision became cloudy and the room began to spin. She leaned forward and managed to set Nicky down on the sofa before collapsing.

"Oh my … Cammy?" Drew found her hours later after walking by the room and hearing Nicky's screams. It didn't' sound like a tantrum to him and he knew something was wrong the child. "Someone get some help!" he yelled and tried to wake the head writer.

"What's going on?" Randy arrived to find a lot of commotion going on back stage.

"Cammy was taken to the hospital. It's bad Randy." Drew told him. "The paramedics said she most likely has internal injuries. They say she may not make it."

"What?" Randy felt instantly responsible, but Wade had made sure he couldn't get within a few feet of her ever since that day in the hospital. He kept one of his friends with Cammy at all times if he wasn't with her. "Why are all the cops here?"

"They are talking to everyone. She was brutally beaten. Rumor has it that their taking her kid to a foster home. Her damn parents told the authorities they didn't have a daughter. Can you believe that? The poor kid."

"But I'm his God mother." Beth was arguing with the police when he got to the office. Nicky was crying in her arms. The confusion around in the room terrified him. He cried for his mother while the adults argued.

"I'm sorry Maam, but unless there is a blood relative, we have to take him into state custody. A social worker will have to talk to you and then a judge will decide based on the social workers report."

"How long will that take?" Beth asked not wanting to let the lady officer take Nicky from her arms.

"It could take a week, maybe a month. Depending on his mother's recovery …"

"Give him to me." Randy pushed through the crowd and took Nicky from Beth.

"Randy their putting Nicky in a home."

"Nicky's not going anywhere."

"Sir, I told your friend. We can't leave him with anyone but …"
"I'm his father." Randy blurted out.

"Oh." And the argument was over. Randy held the crying child close, his tears soaking his shoulder, but he was calming down. All his co workers stared, unable to believe what he had said.

"Are you really his father?" Beth asked him after the cops had left.

"Yes."

"I thought you had lied. How? When?"

"It doesn't matter."

"They didn't arrest Wade. I told them he'd been hitting her but they said they had to investigate. Can you believe that?"

But Randy wasn't listening.

"Can you keep him for a little while?"

"Yes. I'm just glad my plane was delayed or … Randy she has to be alright."

But his anger had exploded. He left without saying a word about returning for his match.

Wade was standing in the waiting room of the hospital when Randy arrived pretending to be the worried husband. Randy seemed to fly across the room, tackling him to the ground and unleashing all his fury on him. He punched him repeatedly and Wade was defenseless. There was nothing he could do to fight off the angry viper.

The hospitals security couldn't pull Randy off of Wade and it Wade was unconscious by the time the cops got to him. Randy wanted to kill him and the doctors that hurried into the room to help Wade were sure he had come close to his goal.