I am SO sorry it took so long for me to update. I had major computer problems and everything has just now been straightened out. This is a short chapter, but I wanted to post something since it has been so long. Also, I just have to say that I HATE Sage!! Ok, I'm done now. =0)

AGoofyWriter: Wow, that's so cool that you stayed up reading The Sacrifice. I hope you liked it. =)

Morgan: Funny you should mention the baby...;) I can't wait for the baby and I'm the one writing it. lol

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The very next morning Kyle's parents reported him missing, after Maxie told them she hadn't seen him either. A headline ran in the newspaper the following day and Coleman stepped forward with the story he had rehearsed with Leo. Before long, it became old news and most of the people in Port Charles forgot about it; It was just assumed that Kyle had left to start over and nobody knew what had happened along the way.

Maxie had trouble dealing with it at first. She had felt numb, immune to the fact that he was dead for the first several days and then the depression had appeared. She didn't blame Georgie, at least if she did she didn't voice it, but it had created a little tension between them. They shared a life altering secret, that they knew if revealed would change everything forever; That type of burden was hard to handle.

Georgie didn't fare so well either. She was plagued with flashbacks of the exact moment she hit him, the exact moment she realized that she had taken another human life. She would often have nightmares and wake up screaming out for Dillon in the middle of the night. Eventually, as the days went by and she got back into her regular routine of work, she felt better. She replaced her thoughts of guilt, with thoughts of the possibility of motherhood.

Dillon appeared calm on the outside but on the inside he lived every day in fear. He kept himself busy with his business, but when he was alone, he thought about it a lot. He prayed every night, and he had never been a religious man, that their secret would stay buried.

Leo rarely thought about it. He had never liked Kyle and covering up a crime, even murder, was just a part of his job.

Four people carried around the truth to Kyle Radcliffe's disappearance, and if any one of them faltered, no one knew what the fall out would be.



* Two Months Later *



"How about Andrew?" Georgie raised an eyebrow as she looked over the top of her book.

"Georgie," Dillon groaned from the other side of the bed.

"Do you like it or not?"

"Our child, when we decide to have one, is not going to be named Andrew."

"Why not?"

"He's just not."

"Ok, how about Matthew?"

"Are we restricted to the disciples?" Dillon looked over at her with a grin.

She batted his arm with the little baby name book in her hand. She has shifted all of her energy into planning ahead for a baby that she wasn't even pregnant with yet. She still hadn't sold the idea to her husband, which she probably should have done first.

"Ok, then what would you name our child, if he was a boy?"

"Cary, or maybe Gregory, or Clark..."

"Are we restricted to dead movie stars?"

Dillon laughed and slouched down in the bed, turning off the lamp on his bedside table.

"Ok, how about girls' names? You know I'd be willing to compromise..."

"Georgie," he whined, like he had when he was a kid.

"Dillon," she mimicked him "...In case you haven't noticed my biological clock is ticking."

"What are you talking about?" he rolled over and wrapped his arm around her, "You're still young and gorgeous."

She forced herself not to lose her ground to his charms.

"Dillon, I want a baby."

"What about your work?"

"That's why they have maternity leave."

"Well, what will we do when you go back to work?"

"Get a nanny."

He pulled himself back up in the bed and turned the light back on.

"This is what you want?"

"Yes."

He turned the idea over in his head for a few seconds and a little goofy grin came across his face.

"It would be kind of fun trying..."

"You know we shouldn't waste a minute," she giggled, as he pulled her closer to him.

Somehow in the back of his mind, Dillon had a nagging feeling that something was going to go wrong.