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Here's another update.

Some of your questions will be answered now, but more will be raised.

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Sam stared blankly at the steering wheel.

He arrived his destination some minutes ago, and didn't do anything yet.

The picture he saw on that TV screen was burnt in his head, and didn't let go. He held the steering wheel so tight his knuckles turned white.

The woman that he loved, the mother of his unborn children, was in danger and he could do nothing to help her.

He moaned in physical pain, reached his hand to the glove compartment, and pulled a copy of the 'just in case' list.

This was only half of the original list.

HIS half.

The one that listed what he was to do in case something ever happened to her.

Andy was looking down through the top floor window at the crowd gathered outside the school.

She recognized the faces of some worried parents and teachers. She saw the fire fighters, the cops, the medics.

There was one face she craved to see there, but hoped she will not.

Her husband.

She knew if he was down there she'd know right away.

She could always feel his presence in her bones, and she knew he would fight anything to get to her and bring her down safely, keeping her from all harm.

But there was nothing he could do now.

If he was here, someone would have pulled him away – holding him tight and screaming at him that he needs to wait.

All they could do is wait.

The fire was somewhat under control in another section of the building, and she and some kids were safe from harm.

She turned her face to look at them.

She saw the terrified look in their eyes, and knew they will never again play with that new fire truck they got for their birthday. This was no longer a game.

She looked out again, making quick estimation of the situation, as she was taught in the academy. Not that anyone here knew about that part of her personal history.

They were stuck on the second floor because both flights of stairs in the building were blocked by the fire. They will remain stuck until the rescue truck comes. The rescue truck was on its way from Sudbury, as the local fire department didn't have a ladder long enough and safe enough to rescue a pregnant woman and a bunch of kids from the top floor of the burning building.

This much she knew, as that's what the chief told her by megaphone.

She looked at her watch, and calculated the time, figuring when the truck will be here, and why hasn't her husband showed up yet.

Sammy should have been there already.

Where is he?

This was starting to stress her.

She looked at the kids again and knew they will react to her feelings. She pulled a smile from the bottom of her heart, and started singing nursery rhymes with them.

At the same time, on the other side of town, Sammy DeCalma was facing a new challenge.

He just finished loading the closed cab of his truck, and was locking the tailgate.

He briefly examined the list in his hands.

He did everything written, but why does it feel like he forgot something?

He looked back at the house as a shrieking familiar voice came his way.

He twitched his lips and allowed a whispered curse to escape his lips before he turned to face the one person he didn't want to meet right now – his neighbor.

"yoo wee, Sammy. Can you hear me?" she frantically waved her arm.

He turned around and faced Barbara.

"Glad to see you're home. The school just called, and apparently there was some short circuit or something and the building is burning. They looked for you at the garage, but the owner said you already left. The principal called me 'cause he knows I'm your neighbor. You should buy a cell phone, you know? Anyways, Andy is fine. They just wait for the fire truck to come from Sudbury with the big ladder to bring your lady down. I always told those council people they need to think big – big trucks, big schools. The fact we're called Lively means we have a reputation to live up to."

Sam reminded himself he should look surprised and panicked. He quickly thanked Barbara for letting him know, preventing her from saying another word. At that moment he remembered what he forgot to do.

"Hey, Barbara, can you please do me a favor?"

"Yes dear, what is it?" her good heart wanted to help the poor couple, while her nosy personality wanted to learn more about their story. She never once believed they were Doc's relatives, but if Doc trusted them, then so would she.

"We were supposed to go to Andy's parents over at Halifax this weekend and stay there until the baby is born, but I need to leave the key behind 'cause I've ordered some things online and I need someone to open the house and put them in. I don't know why they can't deliver anything on time, these websites." He dimpled his way to her heart, remembering they chose to conceal the fact they're having twins.

"Oh, my, Halifax is a long way for Andy right now, don't you think?"

"Yeah, that's why we're taking the weekend, making a road trip, taking it slow."

"Well, hope the baby will be fine, and see you soon. Where's the key?"

Sam handed her the key and she went back to her house.

He climbed to the driver's seat thanking Barbara for giving him the one piece of information he needed – Andy was safe, is safe, and will be safe.

Twenty minutes had passed, and there was still no sign of Sam.

Andy was starting to be worried.

She rummaged through her bag, making sure her half of the just in case list is in there. She didn't want to do this, to open it and start acting upon it.

She wanted him to be with her till the day she dies.

A loud noise came thru of the window, and Andy called the kids to look at the ladder going up towards them.

She knew that once the firefighters were close to the window they will break it, as it was protected without opening ability. She gathered all the kids around her and took them to the farthest corner of the room.

She embraced all of them in a big group-hug, and they sang 'the wheels on the bus' to the top of their lungs until the glass was broken in a series of big thuds.

Andy was sitting on the steps of an ambulance when she first felt the tingle she longed for on her skin.

Sam was there. He came for her.

She raised her eyes to meet his, and smiled weakly. She didn't feel any need to talk.

The look on his eyes when he saw her and the sigh he let out were enough.

"Well, Mrs. DeCalma, it looks like everything here is okay, but I still need to take you to the hospital for an overnight observation because you are pregnant. Do you have anyone you need to call to meet you there?" The paramedic asked.

Andy shifted her head left to right and back.

All she ever needed was standing right here next to her.

She reached her hand to Sam, silently asking him to help her up into the ambulance.

To her surprise, Sam helped her up and started dragging her away.

"Sammy, stop" she planted her feet on the ground "You heard what the medic said – we should go to the hospital."

The medic came round them and looked at Sammy, awaiting his response.

"We're going to the hospital Andy, only I'm taking you in my truck. No questions asked. Now, come on." He pulled her again and forced her to walk.

Andy figured he had a reason to pull her like that, and started to cooperate with him.

The medic was calling them to stop, but Sam just kept on walking as fast as Andy could.

He walked her around the block to where his truck was parked, his hand on her back all along . He helped her climb up to the passenger's seat and helped her buckle up. All this done without saying a word.

Andy saw the way he was holding himself. She could feel he was in a hurry to get out of there, but he was so gentle with her and did things slow to her speed and comfort. She was touched.

Once she was safely seated, Sam rushed around the truck, and took off in a matter of seconds, his police training kicking in.

A white van was coming across them, and Sam stared intently at it. As it passed by he reached his hand under Andy's seat, knowing she cannot do that with the giant pregnancy bump. His hand brought the red wig on its way up.

"Sorry, honey, you'll have to put this on right now." he handed the wig to her, speeding the truck.

Andy's belly turned to a tray with the wig on it. She lifted her hands and picked her hair up in a messed-up tight bundle.

She saw the truck passing by the entrance to the local clinic, and Sam taking the turn towards Sudbury.

She took her eyes off the road to put the wig, and checked herself in the mirror. When she looked up again she was surprised to see they stayed on the highway and didn't get off to Sudbury, she looked at Sam confused.

"I thought you're taking me to the hospital"

"Not today, Andy. Not gonna happen. Nope"

"I need to be checked, Sammy"

"I know, but we can't go to any hospital soon. Sorry."

Andy laughed

"I know we pretty much denied the fact this pregnancy is going to end at some point, but believe me – I'm ready to explode, and I want to be in a hospital when it happens. So it won't do you any good, you'll take me to a hospital soon."

"I want that too, but we can't."

"Okay… Why?" His tone of voice made her edgy.

"What can you tell me about what just happened there?"

Andy moved a little in her seat, thinking and reliving what just happened to her in the past hour or so.

"I was getting ready to leave. My bag was packed in my hands, I bid my farewells, and then I had to pee so I went to the bathroom. When I got out, I heard the fire alarm and started walking to the stairs. Half way thru the hall I saw the smoke in the staircase, and knew it's not safe. So I started walking back the hall, when some kids came running towards me. They were caught there, too."

"Some of them were in the bathroom, some on the hallway, I don't know, it doesn't matter. I gathered them all together, and took them to a class far from the stairs and facing the front. I started looking out the window, trying to draw some attention to me."

"Well, Andy, you did draw attention. It was good the firefighters knew you were there to rescue you, but somebody in the crowed filmed you and posted it on YouTube. I saw your face on a TV screen at Main Street. Your face is all over the news now, with the inscription "local teacher's life in threat at a burning school in Lively, Ontario. Co-workers hope pregnancy intact." Give it twenty minutes, and every ER in Ontario will have Hill's people there waiting for us. We can't go to any hospital now."

"So what are we going to do?" Andy's voice was shaky.

"I don't know, Andy. Let's just drive and get as far away from Lively as possible. That white van that passed by us was a news crew. They're coming to catch the great story and we can't be there."

He reached his had to her, and placed it on her belly. She - in response - laced her fingers in his, and they drove on away from their home for the past six months.

Andy woke up to a thumping sound on her car door window. She heard a man knocking on the window and calling her name.

She looked around and couldn't see Sam, and realized they were in a gas station.

She moved her hand under one of the quilts she sew for the babies, and knew Sam must have covered her before he went to fill the gas and pay for it.

Her fingers touched the cold metal of a gun.

She looked at the man, and when she recognized his face, her fingers wrapped themselves over the trigger, and she loaded the gun.