A/N: First things first! There was something's pointed out to me about Becas pregnancy last chapter. I was told that a woman & weeks along would not be showing. This could be true for some people, but I did do research before writing and it is very possible, it really depends on the woman and her body, when she will begin to show. One woman found out she was pregnant with twins, miscarried ONE of them the next day and by the time she was 8 weeks pregnant she looked like she was 6 months pregnant. And also, Beca is tiny. No she is not carrying around a basket ball, she is only slightly protruding from a flat belly, what I put last chapter was her and Jesse touching her stomach and feeling that it was a little bigger. I just wanted to clear that up! And also will be explained in the chapter for those that don't read the authors note! Lol thank all you AWESOME people you really are the best! Here you go!

"I don't understand how this happened." Aubrey said her eyes wide and locked on the doctor while Chloe still remained frozen next to her.

"When Beca was brought in that day, she was in hysterics, she wouldn't allow anyone to touch her and it got to the point where we almost had to sedate her. It was then she told us that she was pregnant, that she had just found out." He said. Chloe's eyes slowly lifted and settled on the doctor.

"We did an ultra sound and found that she was three weeks along and had miscarried. When we got the results from the blood test that was found in the car, and it ran positive for pregnancy I checked her file and the ultra sound it seems we miss read it. She was carrying twins and she only miscarried one of them. She is still pregnant." He said.

"But, she had so much trauma to her stomach and the meds she took, she got drunk once!" Aubrey said, almost yelling the last part as she realized Beca consumed alcohol while being pregnant.

"The baby must be very determined to be born." The doctor chuckled lightly.

Chloe glared at him. "You think this is funny?!" She exclaimed. "You realize she was kidnapped by a fucking psycho that killed the other baby and is holding her captive, taking her across the country and god knows what else he is doing, He stabbed me, shot her, and you are making jokes?!" Chloe was on her feet now.

Aubrey reached up taking her hand gently only to have it ripped away from her.

She turned a pair of shocked, slightly hurt eyes onto the redhead, but Chloe didn't see because she was storming out of the room.

"Chloe?" Aubrey called but it was too late and she had already left the room.

She looked down with tear filled eyes. "Are you alright miss Posen?" The doctor asked placing his hand on her shoulder. She pulled away as she buried her face in her hand and a sob escaped her lips.

"I'm sorry to seem insensitive, I didn't mean to upset-"

Aubrey held up her hand. "J-just go. Go make sure she doesn't leave the hospital, please?" she said and the doctor all but ran from the room to get Chloe. Detective Snow slowly sat down on the bed handing Aubrey a tissue.

"You have to find her." She said taking the tissue. "You have to bring her home."

Detective snow nodded, a frown on her face. "I won't let her down again." She said. "We will find her, and make sure she returns home safely. Her and the baby." Snow said in a stern voice.

Aubrey couldn't help the new flood of tears that fell. Beca didn't even know, she would be devastated if she found out, or if Jesse found out, and tried to- She couldn't finish the thought. Beca was going to be okay. She had to be. They both had to be.

"Beca."

Beca didn't open her eyes, she didn't want to wake up only to find out her nightmare was real and she was still locked up in that old trailer with Jesse.

"Beca wake up." She felt a hand on her hip and she opened her eyes slowly shifting away from the unwelcomed touch. Slowly sitting up, pulling the blanket to cover her half naked body and rubbing the sleep from her eyes to see Jesse sitting on the edge of the bed with a brown paper bag in his hands.

"Did you sleep well?"

She nodded half heartedly.

"Speak, Beca. Did you sleep well?" He demanded.

She looked up at his tone. "Yes." She said softly. His face softened and he opened the bag.

"Good." He said and began digging through it until he pulled out a box and handed it to her. She slowly took it and her eyes widened.

"A pregnancy test?"

He nodded. "You were sick this morning, and your stomach is bigger, I could feel it. I think you think you are too, so why don't you go take the test, then we will talk." He said and stood up grabbing one of his t shirts and tossing it to her. She slipped it on before hesitantly making her way out of the bed and then the room. Jesse sat at the table, digging through the bag as she passed. She was almost passed him when she felt his hand on her stomach stopping her and she tensed, wanting to push his hand off of her but knew it would only make him mad. He rubbed his thumb back and forth until she looked at him.

"I love you." He said softly smiling at her.

She gulped. "Love you too." She smiled lightly and lifted the test. "I'm gonna go do this." She said and he nodded pulling his hand back.

She let out a small sigh and walked into the small bathroom. She had gotten away with only saying 'love you' instead of 'I love you' she didn't mean it either way, but say I made it seem even worse.

She read the instructions, and followed them. She waited the two minutes, calling to Jesse that she was almost done when his inpatients got the best of him. She watched as the small pink plus sign appeared and she closed her eyes tightly, stopping the tears. She was pregnant. She was pregnant, being held against her will by a complete psychopath, who was also the father. She took a few deep breaths calming herself before dropping it in the trash. What if he tries to kill it again? She froze. The whole reason for the first attack was because she was pregnant. She wouldn't let him kill another baby. She looked around before her eyes settled on Jesse razor on the sink. She grabbed it, and quickly and carefully broke the top, release the blades, and grabbed one, then put it back on the sink and with another deep breath she walked out. Jesse sat at the table his fists locked together in front of him, staring at them. She stayed standing by the door to the bathroom, the blade hidden between her fingers.

He looked up slowly. "Well?"

She teetered a little bit. "I-I'm pregnant." She said softly, locking her eyes with his, pleading for him to just accept it.

He let out a long breath. "Well. I said I would give you a family." He said and smiled.

She let out a sigh of relief. "Come here, sit with me." He said and opened his arms. She hesitated for a second before walking over. The only place to sit was directly on his lap.

"Come on, I don't bite." He joked. She had to stop herself from rolling her eyes. She slowly sat down and he put his arm around her waist forcing her to wrap her arm around the back of his neck. The same hand that held the razor resting next to his throat. Just do it.

The thought of slicing the razor across his throat was quickly shot down as he grabbed the bag again and pulled out some pills, a bottle of vodka and another pregnancy test.

Her eyes grew. "Unless you don't want it. I mean, we have a lot of traveling to do, and you could take these morning after pills, with the vodka and then-" She pulled away from him, standing up and placing a protective hand over her belly.

"NO." she said. "No, you will not, I- I will not let you kill my baby, again." She hissed backing up.

He slowly stood. "I'm giving you the option Beca."

"It isn't even an option Jesse! You will not hurt my baby, ever. Which means, you cannot hit me in the stomach anymore, no matter how angry you get. Control your fucking temper." She warned. His eyes hardened and his hand whipped across her face so fast she almost didn't realize he hit her.

"You do not tell me what I will and will not do! That baby is mine too, and I will do whatever I damn well please! If I change my mind you will do nothing to stop me from getting rid of-"

It was her turn to strike back. She knew it was stupid before she even did it, but she wasn't going to let him hurt her or the baby. He was cut off as she punched him as hard as she could, knocking him backwards and he hit the table.

He recovered quickly and lunged for her, but she moved and ran to the room, she intended to lock herself in but he beat her too it and smashed against the door, before tackling her on the bed.

"Stop! No, please Jesse! Stop!" She screamed as he pinned her hands down beside her head and straddled her hips, keeping her down.

"Don't ever hit me again Beca, or I will break every single one of those pretty little fingers." He growled.

"Jesse, get off of me, please!" She cried as she felt his body crushing hers. "You're hurting us, please, I'm sorry!"

She was cut off by a loud pounding on the trailer door.

"What's going on in there?!" Came a males voice and it sounded angry. Jesse looked Beca.

"Keep your fucking mouth shut." He warned pressing into her more.

She nodded quickly and he got off of her standing up. She moved back against the old wood headboard and brought her knees up to her chest as she heard the trailer door open.

MEANWHILE

'New this hour on the case of the missing Barden university senior, Beca Mitchell. It has just been released, that the blood found in the abandoned car that she was traveling in, came back positive. Beca Mitchell is pregnant, and its likely she does not know. Her captor, Jesse Swanson, is believed to be the father. Again if you see either Beca Mitchell, or Jesse Swanson you are urged to not approach them, but to call local authorities. Or, 1-888-FIND-BECA Its vital, now more than ever that Beca is found and brought home safely so she can be properly treated and cared for. Thank you, this is BCA news.'

"Doesn't that look like that young man that bought the camper trailer from us?" Came the voice of an elderly woman as she sat in a small coffee shop with her husband watching the television they had mounted on the wall.

"Yeah, yeah it does." The man said studying the photos on the screen of Beca and Jesse.

"Did he have a girl with him?" She asked sounding concerned.

He shook his head. "Not that I saw." He said.

"That is him though, right?" She asked reaching over and placing her hand on his forearm.

He nodded slowly looking at the photo. "Yep. That's him." He said. She let out a small gasp before turning toward the counter.

"Young lady?" she called and the teenage girl working behind the counter turned around.

"Yes? Can I get you anything else?" She asked kindly.

The woman nodded. "Yes, a phone, please and make it quick!" She said looking back at the screen at small brunette with the dark blue eyes and million dollar smile. She took the offered phone and quickly dialed the number on the screen.

A/N: PROGRESS! Okay, I hope the pregnancy thing was cleared up, it possible lol! And no she doesn't know she is so far a long. Later.

Btw. SKILLET WAS FUCKING UNBELIEVEABLE. OH MY GOD. Ill try to post videos on my tumblr for you guys! KissKendrick!