Dr. Meadows had confirmed that it was quite possible that the fetus in the sonogram was around the same age as Sam and Jason's baby would have been. Taking into consideration Sam's size as well as sonograms of similar age fetuses of similar size women, the doctor concluded that the picture was taken when the child was around 24 weeks. In Sam's case, this would have been almost a week and a half ago. The only thing this proved was that the child had been alive as of that time. What happened after that was anyone's guess.

The bad news was that the blood on the dress matched the blood on file for Monica Quartermaine's daughter-in-law. The not-so-bad news was that there was no amniotic fluid present in the blood. This meant that the wound had not penetrated the uterus and the baby had been physically unharmed.

The amount of blood that saturated the fabric, however, could have been enough to cause harm to both mother and child. With Sam's small, petite frame the blood loss could have been too much shock on her system. It could have easily killed them both. That is, if the child was still alive at the time of injury.

There was so much speculation with this case. There was no way to actually say for certain whether the patient was alive. It was even harder to say whether or not the unborn child was alive. The only concrete information had been found during a more extensive examination.

While testing the gown, the lab tech had found multiple hairs. After contacting a friend in forensics who owed him a favor, he was able to further his investigation. He had been told the relative area in which the patient had been kept all these months and had uncovered that a few of the hairs did not match the information on record for Samantha Morgan. Having his friend run the out-of-place hairs through the system, the lab tech now had names to go with the hair.

Relaying all this information would be hard. How do you tell your chief of staff that her daughter-in-law and unborn grandchild were alive 2 weeks ago, but now you couldn't be sure? How do you tell her that a hair from her son's ex-wife had been stuck to the wedding dress? How do you tell the patient's husband, an alleged mob enforcer, that a hair from Jerry Jax, an alleged rival mob boss, had also been found? And then there was the fact that Samantha Morgan had been being held in a bordering state.

Sighing, he left his office and went in search of Dr. Monica Quartermaine with the test results clutched in his hand.

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"You just couldn't help yourself, could you? You had to go and fuck all this up just because she was being a little mouthy?" Courtney Matthews harshly whispered. She was furious that he put their plan in danger just because he felt insulted

"Don't act like this is completely my fault. I'll be the first to admit that I acted rash, but don't pin this all on me Princess. You're the one who started this" His voice was equally hushed and cold.

"YOU came to ME. Remember? But, you know what? It doesn't matter because it worked out perfectly. You wanted the kid and, as it turns out, the girl was supposed to be mine 16 years ago. Now everything is going to be fine. Morgan most likely got his little gift and is probably mourning as speak" Jerry turned to walk away, but was grabbed by Courtney

"FINE?! Everything is far from [I]fine [/i]. She went into premature labor just before 26 weeks. Do you know how dangerous that is? The baby's lungs aren't fully developed and will need to be in the NICU for awhile before it's possible to be released! And what do you mean Sam was supposed to be yours 16 years ago?" Her anger was starting to get the better of her

"Not that it's your business, Princess, but Sweet Sam's daddy got into some trouble and requested my help in fixing it. My price was his daughter when everything was over. Only problem was that I had to, how you say, disappear for a while and was never able to collect. Time went on and I lost track of her. I thought that I would never be able redeem what was owed to me. That is until you came along." His smile was sinister and his eyes hard

"I could care less about the brat Sweet Sam is carrying. The only reason I agreed to help was because it was my chance to collect her father's debt." He shook his head sadly

"That man had gotten himself in over his head. If it wasn't for me he would have ended up in a world of trouble for what he did" Jerry walked away with Courtney running after him

"YOU BASTARD!! You were never going to let that baby live, were you? If that baby dies, I will go to Jason and tell him what you did. I will tell him that you kidnapped me while I was away with your brother. Once you realized that he wasn't going to look for me, you took the woman pregnant with his child. It's brilliant really. He'll never doubt me." She smiled in triumph when he stopped and turned back around

"He won't be so ready to believe you if he receives evidence of your involvement, Princess" Her smile faded immediately and her face took on a look of fear. Courtney tried to mask it, but her efforts were futile at most

"You're insane, you know that?" Jerry simply turned away from her once again and started making his way down the hall. Before he rounded the corner, he took one last glance back over his shoulder

"Takes one to know one, Princess" And with that he was out of sight, leaving Courtney frozen in place

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Taking a deep breath, Dr. Hunter knocked on the door in front of him before walking into the room. He couldn't believe that he was about to ask this, but it was his only chance.

The doctor behind the desk looked up at him and forced a smile

"To what do I owe this displeasure, Dr. Hunter?" Looking him straight in the eye, he rubbed a hand over the back of his neck

"I have a patient in premature labor somewhere between 24 and 26 weeks…."

"So do a C-Section and get the brat out." His voice was dismissive and uninterested

"The mother is being prepped as we speak. That's not the issue" the other doctor stared at him expectantly, not saying a word. It was now or never.

"You're the only doctor in the world that is smart enough, and not to mention crazy enough, to kill them and hide the bodies" Matt watched his colleague's mouth form into an excited smile

"Is the mom hot?" Matt rolled his eyes, having expected a remark like that

"Does it matter?" The look he was given was one that asked if he was serious

"So, will you help me?" The other doctor gripped his cane and rose from his desk

"Of course. This is going to be fun. Not every day I'm asked to kill somebody" He looked a little kid in a candy store as he hobbled toward him.

"Lead the way Dr. McKiller" They left the office together, making their way to the operating room with Matt explaining the whole situation and what exactly he had in mind.

On the way, they made a pit stop in the cafeteria. They approached a table were another 3 doctors sat.

"Break's over team." When they just looked at him he let out an exasperated sigh

"Things to do, places to go… people to kill" They remained seated, looking between their boss and Matt before finally standing. They reluctantly followed until they reached the OR. Seeing the obviously pregnant woman on the table, it was explained that they were going to kill her

"Are you serious?" The doctor's eyes widened in shock and surprise

"Now why would I joke about something like murder? Some people just don't think" Shaking his head, he limped into the operating room leaving his team in confusion