"Matthew!" said a voice from his classroom door. Matt looked up and saw Principal June's standing thier. "It's Liz, she is in labor," everyone gasped in the classroom. Everyone knew of Liz, and everyone knew of Matt, well then again it's Pinegreen and everyone knew everyone. At first Matt wasn't sure what to do.

"I'll watch your class man, go!" he said as Matthew dashed out of the room leaving a classroom with teenager gossiping.

"Carry, thank god, where's Liz?" asked Matt to a nurse he had met at the bookstore that Liz owns one time. Liz and she where life long friends.

"Oh thank god your here Matt, theirs something I have to tell you...."

Matthew sat in the waiting room, Wren at his side.

"Matt!" said Mark's voice. Wren and Matt looked up and saw Mark, baby Joni in his arms and Luke, Emma, and RJ at his sides. "How is she?" he asked concerned.

"The doctor's say their some kind of new virus that has been undetected until this point. There's a chance...a very likely chance...they might not make It." said Wren, Matt just stared at the ground his eye's a void, still in a type of shock.

"How is he?" whispered Mark.

"Hasn't spoken a word since he found out. Hasn't seen Liz, heck I am not even sure if he's breathing." whispered Wren back.

"Whats wrong with Lizzy?" whispered Emma sensing something is wrong with the adults. She walked straight up to Matt. "Whats wrong with my sister?" Matt looked up from the floor teary eyed and merely held Emma while he was on his knees and cried into her shoulder. Most 10 year olds would be confused if a full grown man collapses on his knees and cried into your shoulder, yet Emma wasn't because she could by his grip that something bad was going to happen to the baby or Liz. So Emma did was naturally came to her when the strongest person she knows started to cry. She started to cry with him, her face muffled in his shoulder. Everyone else just watched in silence as the two people who loved Liz more than anything wept with each other.

It had been about an hour, and it was only that small group of people in the waiting room. Emma sat dry eyes leaning on Matt's shoulder that to was dry eyed; yet he was once again hollowed eyed.

"Mr. Pryce?" said Carry coming into the waiting room. He looked up. "You can see her now...she's stable." Matthew merely got up and followed Carry into one of the hospital rooms. He saw her, lying their, sweating and seemed to be having trouble breathing. The large bump on her stomach had an odd shape to it. She looked glossy eyed and just looked right there by how pale she was, how tired she looked…god…was she going to die? The last time he had seen her this week was when he had first met her. If he could he would of chuckled to himself remembering how that happened. He had entered the Wattson household only to catch Elizabeth Wattson falling from the balcony. He had caught her, and he held her like a groom would hold a bride after a wedding. She had been sick, very sick in fact. So sick that when she was on the balcony she sneezed to hard she tipped over and fell yet luckily Matt had caught her. She was so pale, messy oily hair, red nose, puffy red eyes, dirty old pink bathrobe and under it a pair of sweats. That was the first time he ever saw her. After he had caught her the pair just stood their wide eye, lost in each other's stare. Her arms wrapped around his neck, their face's inches for each other. To bad it would be about a year before they actually started dating. At the time he held her, when she was all messy oily he had never seen anything more beautiful, and this is much like this time.

"Liz?" he whispered his heart stopping. She moved her head slightly and smiled weakly.

"Matt." And that triggered something in Matt's body as he rushed to her side, kissed her knuckles and placed her hand on top of his cheek. She looked at him, about to cry, she was so weak…emotionally…she was so weak. "I'm so scared Matthew, I'm so scared…" yet unknown to Elizabeth Wattson, Wesley Matthew Wyndam Pryce had never been more terrified in his entire life, and he never again will be that scared ever again in his life.

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"The contraction are becoming closer and closer together." Said Carry to everyone out in the waiting room. Matt came into the waiting room as she said this announcement to everyone.

"Carry…can I talk to everyone please?"

"Y-yes of course." She said scurrying away.

"I-I knows some things have been a bit stressed lately. With DD leaving." Wren caster his eyes to the ground. "Being in high school." Mark casted his own eyes to the ground. "And no longer being a little kid." The young trio of 10 year olds felt a wave of guilt come upon them. "But this is Liz…t-t-this is my baby…. and I think…that over the last two years we can't let these things get to us…we all mean to much to each other to let something as silly as people treating you to little, or hormones, or…" he casted he eyes to Wren. "Or the pain of someone leaving, get in the way of what we mean to each other. We are all family if not by blood then by friendship. And we need to put whatever is bothering us aside because…this…this life that might not make it into the world…means everything…. to Liz…and to me. That's all I wanted to say." And with that he turned and left his family alone to have waves of guilt fall upon them.

She was fading fast; her breath was heard less and less.

"Please don't die Liz." Whispered Matthew holding her hands. Tears falling down his face. "I love you, god I love you…please don't die." Suddenly something odd happened…something very odd. His pendant started to glow…. Matthew took it out from under his shirt and glanced at the round-circled pendant with a symbol of a wolf on it, a crescent moon was the background/border. Suddenly there was a small blinding flash of light and then there was a small tiny sculpture of a wolf. It could be held in the palm of your hand, and it was black, yet the odd thing was it had a pair of white wings folded in it's back. A voice could be heard.

"Shadow, god of the darkness, heart as pure as moon we give thee a gift of three's child, it shall have greater powers then you or the angel can ever comprehend. The perfect mixture of darkness and light…. of the wolf and the lamb, the god and the angel. Raise it to its destiny" and Suddenly Liz awoke her heart rate going back up, and doctors rushed in to give birth to the baby.

Liz screamed in pain while she was in birth about to break Matt's hand. Yet over all she gave birth without any real problems. The doctors got rid of the blood cut the cord and handed it to a conscious Liz. Her eyes gleamed with pure gentleness.

"Hey there…I'm your mommy." She whispered. Matt thought it would be best to leave because the doctors had to do medical stuff for Liz and the baby girl.

In the waiting room everyone stood up when Matt entered.

"It's a girl…Liz is alright…." Everyone had a sigh of relief as Emma jumped up into his arms.