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Just so you know this chapter contains a 'flash-sideways' scene right at the beginning.

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Missy sat on the edge of the bathtub staring down at the stick in her hands.

The little blue cross told her all she needed to know.

"Richard!" she yelled loudly, her hands trembling.

Missy heard footsteps and in a second the bathroom door was flung open and Richard ran in, his eyes wide,

"What is it? What's wrong?" he asked looking alarmed, before his eyes wandered across to the stick in Missy's hand.

"It's positive," she said in a whisper.

He took a step forwards, shaking his head in disbelief.

"Y-You're pregnant?"

Missy nodded, a nervous smile making its way across her lips.

Richard shook his head breathlessly, before his face broke into a wide smile.

He closed the gap between them suddenly picking Missy up in his arms and spinning her around elatedly.

"We're going to have a baby!" he cried, as Missy squealed with delight.

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Missy slipped in and out of consciousness.

In her mind, she could hear the sound of an alarm clock...a ringing telephone...a baby crying...

All she could think of was Richard.

His face darted in out and out of her thoughts.

But she knew she needed to wake up...

If she didn't...that would be the end.

Missy slowly blinked open her eyes as for the first time she felt a sharp pain jolt through her body.

Everything around d her was a blur, all she could make out was a wash of red at her side.

Was it a flower?

Missy's eyes thought back to that moment, three years ago when Richard had brought her a beautiful red flower which she had tangled into her hair.

That gift that had meant so much to her. That token of their love...blossoming like the flower itself.

Missy blinked her eyes and gasped.

That pool of red was no flower.

It was blood.

Wincing in pain, Missy rolled over onto her back.

The pain in her side was unbearable.

Slowly and with much effort Missy raised her head and glanced down at her side, only to find a sharp shard of a tree branch sticking out of her waist.

Missy gasped in pain as she reached down and touched her wound.

The cut was deep and a considerable amount of blood continued to pour from it.

She breathed and lay her head back down onto the ground.

She knew what she needed to do.

Grasping the shard of wood with her hand, Missy tugged it.

A loud scream shot out from her mouth and she doubled up in pain, tears streaming from her face.

She couldn't do it. The pain was too much.

"Please help me," she choked, though there was no one around for miles to hear her.

Missy could feel herself slipping into unconsciousness once again.

Knowing she didn't have another choice, Missy tightened her grasp around the sharp branch protruding from her side.

She pulled.

Her scream rang out over the area, causing the birds nesting in the trees around to fly away hurriedly.

Tears poured down from her cheeks thick and fast as Missy tossed the bloodied branch away from her and placed a hand to her wound, trying to stem the bleeding.

It wouldn't work. She was losing too much blood.

She knew that this was the end.

Her vision swam before her, a mixture of faintness from the blood-loss and her tear-filled eyes.

Missy cried out in pain as she turned her head to the side.

There was a sudden movement behind her but Missy could not even lift her head to look around.

She knew that it was probably Locke.

Come back to finish the job.

She blinked back tears as the figure walked around her and came to a halt, their feet level with Missy's shoulder.

She turned her head and gazed up at them as their face slowly swam into focus.

"D-Dad?"

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