"When a person loves someone more then life it's self and loses them before they got the chance to tell that person...a trigger in the human mind will set off causing another world to keep that person's memory alive."

- Tom Mason

Ana had been dreaming of her babies ever since she found out she was pregnant. At first her thoughts were filled with the unknowing fear of the "what if..." and the empty hole inside her heart, knowing that her children would never known the man that made it possible for her to go on and give them life.

She would spent hours on the beach, thinking about what they would look like and what kind of people they would turn out to be.

She thought it was so amazing that in just one single moment life was created and that life was with her now.

She wanted to be a good mother...she knew she had to, these babies were going to be special.

The others were her family and somehow led her through those awful nightmares that she dreamed during those dark windy nights, about death and the life afterwards.

She had gone into labor less then five hours ago, Nicole was by her side and led her through it...but once the darkness took over her she knew something had gone wrong.

Now she was wide awake and waiting for Kenneth's answer about Michael's babies.

He seemed to lost and out of place, almost as if it was killing him to tell the truth.

But she needed to know, she didn't seem them anywhere in the wrong and had started to think the worst.

"Michael was infected, the babies must have got it to." Her stomach then turned and she thought she was going to throw up...how much pain would she be able to go through before she gave up?

Before Kenneth answered her she tried to think of her best memory of Michael, Their had been so many in such a short time...but the one she held close to her heart was when the two of them were laying on the bus floor, in each other's arms and how he told her he wasn't going to let anything happen to her.

But that memory faded away as Kenneth locked eyes with her and then placed his rough dark hand over hers.

"Ana..."

She then knew this was it....

She took a deep breath and silent tears started to roll down her face.

"You were wrong..."

Ana looked at him confused as more tears blurred her vision.

"What?"

"About you having twins...you had triplets, two didn't make it."

Suddenly it happened, the truth cut right into her life a sharp knife...at first for those few seconds, in-between words she had thought he was crying with joy...triplets, she hadn't just given birth to twins...she had three babies that were her own, a miracle.

But the last part hit her hard.

Two of her babies had died...they were dead just like their father.

She had first thought she hadn't heard right, she gulped and tried to say something, but no words could express the feeling of dead weight in her heart.

"They died?"

She started in a cracking voice.

Kenneth sniffled in some tears and looked over to the side, it was hurting him to say this.

"They were still born...they both seemed to weigh less then a few pounds each, Nicole and I held them and they both opened their eyes and breathed for a minute...then nothing."

Ana just looked into his eyes, the same feeling she got when Michael died seemed to be ten times worst...his babies had died and it was all her fault.

Ana hitched her chest and started to shake, more tears rushed down her face and dribbled down her neck.

"We tried everything Ana...but you wouldn't stop bleeding and we almost lost you, I don't know what else to say..."

He trailed off and then wiped his eyes with the back of his sleeve.

"Oh God Ana, what a huge fucking mess this is!" He cried and started to shake his head.

Ana didn't say anything...she just looked down at her flat stomach and kept repeating the same thing.

"You let them die...their now dead like their father, the father that didn't even know he had gotten their mother pregnant, the father that had given up his life for him...the father that was dead and cold just like her babies."

She wanted to die, she made up her mind right then that living was no longer something she wanted.

She then lifted her red eyes and looked at Kenneth.

"What were they?"

Kenneth looked up and seemed to have stopped crying.

"Another boy and a girl."

Ana looked back at her shaking hands and thought, "I killed Michael's son and daughter...their dead, just like him...lifeless and dead after one minute."

That's all it did take after all, Only a minute for all of this to happen, only a minute for him to get bit...only a minute for her babies to life and then die.

"Ana it's not right that your feeling the most pain anyone could have in the world right now...you lost so much and I'm sorry..."

He had started to cry again.

"I'm so fucking sorry...they should have lived and been with you, but it happened, somehow it wasn't meant to be and I know it isn't right...but you still have a son Ana, a beautiful baby boy and he's healthy and waiting for you...Oh Ana you should see him, I've never seen anything so beautiful in my whole life...he looks just like you and Michael...he's just like his daddy honey, just like him...I can see it all ready."

Ana was still looking off into space, But Kenneth's words somehow hit her right in the heart.

Her son was still alive...

She took a deep breath and then turned towards Kenneth, They looked at each other and then she started to give out loud hopeless sobs...she couldn't help it.

Kenneth held her as she cried out and shook all over, part of her was dying right now...knowing that her other son and daughter were gone and their was nothing she could do about it, but another part of her was so happy she couldn't stand it...she had a baby boy now and he was alive....

He was alive and looked just like his father.

When the cried died down she then pulled away and looked at Kenneth as hard as she could...she still needed to ask something.

"Kenneth?"

"Yeah?"

"Were any one of them infected?"

"Infected?"

"Yeah, even the other two...were they?"

"Ana what?..."

She cut him off again and tried to sit up more, but the throbbing pain gushed through her.

"Is my baby okay?" Her voice had started to rise.

He looked at her confused and worried.

"He's sleeping, Nicole and Terry and with him...I wanted to talk to you before we brought him in..."

"Is he okay?"

"Ana he's fine..."

"Then it was only the other two that got it."

"Got what...they were still born Ana."

She then started to breath hard.

"The infection Kenneth...did they get it or not?"

Kenneth looked at her again.

"Ana why would your babies get the infection, you have to be bit."

Ana looked at him wide eyed, hadn't they talked about the chances for the last nine months?

"I KNOW THAT KENNETH! BUT..." He cut her off again.

"You know even if they died they wouldn't come back...Ana it's over."

"KENNETH WHY WOULDN'T YOU LESSEN TO ME! WERE THEY INFECTED OR NOT?"

"ANA WHY WOULD THEY BE...THEY JUST DIED FROM STILL BIRTH, THEIR WAS NOTHING WE COULD DO!"

Ana then stopped and closed her eyes, every worry had washed over her and she put her hand over her mouth and cried out...half out of grief, the other out of relief.

"Thank you God...even if you did take them, you didn't strike them with that awful thing."

She thanked God over and over again, knowing that her babies had died normal and maybe were with their father, it hurt her heart so much to think of such things and she started to cry all over again."

"Kenneth...you know what this means?"

Kenneth looked half scared for her as he watched her cry off and on, some out of happiness, most out of loss.

"What?"

"It means Michael couldn't have passed the infection on to them..."

She then put her hands up to her face and cried even harder.

But Kenneth stood up in a flash, almost knocking down his chair.

"WHAT?"

Ana looked up at him and knew something was wrong.

"Kenneth what is it?"

More tears came from her wide eyes.

"How could Michael spread the infection...he was bit when we got onto the boat."

Ana sucked in her breath and tried to make herself stop shaking.

"Yeah...but I told you we had sex later that day when the infection was still in his system."

He then shook his head and looked at her.

"Ana that's impossible..." Now it was Ana's turn to be confused...she looked up at Kenneth.

"What are you talking about Kenneth?"

"Ana, you told me that you and Michael had slept together only once back in the mall...that's when you got pregnant."

Ana shook her head again.

"No, that's not what I'm saying...yeah Michael must have gotten me pregnant since the babies didn't have the infection, the second time didn't hurt them...it couldn't be past on that way."

"Ana their was no second time, you told me...Michael couldn't have infected the babies since you were all ready pregnant when we left him on the dock that day."

Ana then stopped dead.

"What did you say?"

Kenneth looked down at her harder.

"I said Michael got bit, but died only a few minuets later...theirs no way he could have past it on to you, since he shot himself on the dock when we were pulling away..."

Ana just looked at him.

"Stop it Kenneth..."

"Ana, Michael got bit when he was pulling you into the bus, He stayed on the dock...remember?"

"Kenneth stop...I know Michael came with us, I stopped him before he could shoot himself."

"He shot himself right in front of us...."

"STOP IT!"

Ana screamed out with all her might, she couldn't handle it if Kenneth said another thing about Michael getting bit and staying behind on the dock...it just didn't happen.

She screamed his name right before he pulled the trigger and jumped into the water.

They all reached the island together, she could still remember that night when the two of them were laying on the boat and looking up at the sky, she could remember how alive he looked then and how lucky she felt that she had stopped him.

They slept together, and Kenneth shot him...why didn't he remember, Michael was buried right outside in the same ground her two new borns were now resting in.

Why was he doing this?

"Kenneth..."

She now started to cry even harder, anger filled her voice.

"Michael didn't stay behind on the dock...he didn't shoot himself, he came to the island and died two days later...you were the one that did it."

Kenneth just looked at her with a stone blank way...then he shook his head again.

"Ana...Michael's been dead for the past ten months, he killed himself...you watched."

Ana then stopped and flashes started to go though her mind, tiny little ones all at once they seemed like a broken television.

She could see herself sitting on the dark beach, night after night and crying...she could see herself being pregnant all alone and crying...she could see so much of herself alone.

Then she saw flashes of that day it happened...she saw Michael standing on the dock and watching her pull away.

"But it couldn't be..." She thought, it was all just a lie.

She wouldn't ever let Michael kill himself, she loved him to much...that was her biggest fear being alone and she knew she wouldn't let it happen.

Or would she?