It was those times that I thanked god Sd-6 had not found out about my pregnancy. I had been making sure to wear baggier clothes and it worked like a charm because SD-6 never noticed. But even then, I knew it couldn't go on forever. I had to get somewhere safe before I got to big to hide it. The only way to do that, was disappear. From the face of the earth. Not literally of course, but that was sure what it felt like at the time. SD-6 would have to wait. Even if I had to give up on taking them down, I had to do it. My life was no longer only about me and my goals, dreams, and wishes, it was also about this baby's life and protection.

I ended up contacting Vaughn that same day after Francie confronted me. He didn't know I was going to have his child. But he needed to know.

~Flashback~

"Hi." I spoke shyly, not sure of what else to say.

"Hey." Vaughn responded warmly. "Is something wrong Syd?" His forehead wrinkled in concern as he asked the last part.

"Actually, there is. There is something really important that I need to tell you." Sydney slowed.

"Of course." Vaughn urged me on.

"You remember about three months ago-when we a..."

He smiled secretively. "Of course I do."

"Well...you see...I'm ......pregnant." I finally managed to blurt it out.

"What?" He looked incredulous.

I disappointed him. For the first time in our relationship, I had really disappointed him. I was more than crushed, I was completely heart-broken.

Many seconds passed before the silence was broken by Vaughn.

"How could I have been so stupid!" Instead of his anger being toward me, it was aimed at himself. I kind of wished he had been angry at me instead.

"Vaughn. It is in the past now. We can do nothing to change what has already happened. Right now I need you to help me find somewhere safe to go for ...an indefinite amount of time." I attempted.

Vaughn placed his hand to his forehead for several minutes. He finally pulled out his cell. I was more than surprised to hear him call my father.

"Jack. It's Vaughn. We have a problem. Could you come down to the warehouse. Now?"

I assumed my father agreed because Vaughn snapped the phone closed and turned to me.

"Everything is gonna be okay now." He seemed to be able to instantly wash away all of my problems with only those few words. And I was more than grateful for this.

~End Flashback~

Now, a year later with a nine-month-old baby girl, I often recite those same words to myself and pray that they will continue to be true.

I was transported to Germany in secrecy about 2 days after that meeting. Vaughn couldn't come with me. I went under the alias Brianna Peters, changed from a brunette to a dirty blond color, got some gorgeous green contacts that reminded me of Vaughn every time I looked in the mirror, and eventually had a baby girl named Bernadette Peters as a single mother.

I have a small but decent apartment on the outskirts of the capital city that I adore. The only thing missing, is a loving husband, Michael Vaughn. And I may never have him.