For the past ten minuets Ana hadn't spoken a word. Kenneth stood across the room and waited.

Ana looked at hands for a long time and tried to make heads or tails about what Kenneth had just told her.

"Did Michael really die on the dock?"

She tried her best to remember, but her memory seemed to foggy...part of her knew the truth and knew that Michael had been left behind that day...

But the other half of her mind wanted to believe she had to guts to stop him and make sure he didn't die alone.

"Michael..."

She thought to herself...why couldn't she remember his face just then.

Her mind seemed to empty and confused.

She then lifted her eyes and looked over at Kenneth.

"Kenneth...why can't I remember?"

Her eyes filled up with tears again and her voice cracked, Kenneth looked at her hand and then slowly walked over to her and took a seat.

He placed his hand over one of hers and could feel her shaking. He bit his lip and tried to think of what to say next...they all knew this day would come and Kenneth had thought over so much what he was going to say...now he felt speechless.

"Ana..."

He started and then cleared his throat.

"Once we reached the island, you became very depressed and tried to kill yourself...we almost lost you."

Ana hitched in another cry deep inside her chest.

"During that time you seemed so hopeless and just run down...we didn't even know how to help you. You just seemed like you wanted to die and that was it...but then you found out you were pregnant and you started to act like Michael was almost still alive...talking about him in the present tense, talking to yourself...we became really worried."

Ana shook her head and her eyes started to burn from crying so much, she sniffed in and looked over at Kenneth.

"But your babies gave you hope and we all thought you just felt lonely and upset...but Terry knew it wasn't healthy and said that it wasn't helping if we played along...Ana you need to know that Michael died back on the dock, he wanted you to live and go on...no of this isn't your fault."

"What...acting crazy and pretending that the man that knocked me up, came with us."

She didn't mean for it to come out that way, she loved Michael so much and wouldn't ever say such a thing about him...but she knew the rest of them thought she was crazy."

Kenneth sighed and then closed his eyes and shook his head.

"Ana, you not crazy...you have been though so much and I think if it was anyone else...they wouldn't have been able to do it..."

Ana looked at him and knew he was speaking from the bottom of his heart.

"It's so hard to lose something...something you love and wouldn't ever think of leaving you, but your a good person Ana and we all love you...that's why you made it this far...your not the type to crawl under a table and cry over yourself and feel bad...your stronger then this...your like Michael, a fighter."

Ana then brought her hands to her face and sighed out loud.

"Kenneth...I'm so fucking tried, I can't stand this any more...why my babies? Why?"

A few silent tears rolled down and then she rubbed her face and looked at Kenneth.

"I'm sorry Kenneth...I just don't know what to say anymore, It feels like it's all been a dream."

Kenneth made a weak smile and rubbed her arm.

"You did good Ana, you really did."

Ana nodded and then looked back at him.

"Kenneth?"

"Yeah?"

"Were they beautiful?"

Kenneth's voice now sounded uneven, but he smiled though his tears.

"The most beautiful things I ever saw."

Ana then closed her eyes, shutting off the tears and smiled a little.

"What about my son?"

Kenneth then touched the side of her face and smiled.

"Looks just like his parents, do you wanna see him?"

Ana then felt a pit in her stomach, she opened her eyes and smiled.

"I would like that very much."

Kenneth smiled back

"Okay..."

He then stood up and walked out of the room.

Ana sat there, really not knowing what to think or say...Michael had been left behind just like he wanted, Two of her babies were dead just moments after being born...the same things that were inside Michael one minute and then with her.

Now they were with God...

But most of all...one was still alive, Her son.

Just then she saw Terry appear in the doorway, he looked worried and almost half scared.

Ana gave a weak smile.

"Hi Terry."

Terry tried to smile back.

"Hi Ana...you feeling okay."

"I think it's going to take some time...but I'm okay."

Terry looked nervous but nodded.

"Good..."

Ana then saw something wrapped up in his arms, her heart fluttered and knew right away what it was.

"Come in Terry."

Terry slowly walked in and stopped right beside her bed and looked at her.

He also looked like he had been crying...

"Ana..."

Ana cut him off and raised her arm and touched his hand.

"Terry...it's okay, Two of them are with their other parent...this one is with me."

Terry closed his eyes and shook his head.

Ana used the back of her hand to wipe her tears and then tried to smile again.

"That him?"

Terry snapped out of it and sniffled a little and smiled.

"Yeah, you wanna hold him?"

Ana smiled and reached out.

"Yeah..."

Terry then very carefully, placed the wrapped up blanket in her arms and sat down beside her and watched.

Ana sat up a little and then looked down inside the bundle.

Then she saw him...

He was sleeping and looked so peaceful. His tiny arms were stretched out and Ana counted his fingers and started to cry again.

Kenneth was right...he was perfect.

She never knew this feeling before, but it made her broken heart feel so much better. He was so beautiful...almost like an angle.

She then held her tighter and touched one of his chubby fingers and laughed through her tears of joy.

Terry was crying to and laughed.

"Hi there little one..." She said and smiled.

She might of lost so much all ready, but part of that empty space in her heart was filled up at the sight of her new born son.

"Oh your so beautiful..." She said in a soft voice.

She couldn't take her eyes off him, he was such a miracle.

As she looked down at her son she started to remember what Michael looked like.

The vision was back during their second day at Crossroads. Michael had just punched Bart out for pointing a gun at Ana, and everyone led the guards downstairs.

She could remember for a split second that they locked eyes...she could remember everything about him then and she saw it all in her son now.

Deep down inside she wished she had her other two babies and Michael was there holding them and sitting beside her.

But she was lucky enough to have him...and she knew it.

"Oh if Only Michael could see you now..."

She thought and smiled...he had no idea about him, he didn't know he had made him with Ana that day on the bus, but he if would have...Ana knew that would have lit up his life since Children brought him such joy.

He would have made such a good father like he said, she thought...but she knew she was going to let her baby know that, she was going to make sure he knew who his father was and what kind of man he was when he died for them."

She then brought up one of Hunter's small hands and kissed it laughing.

She thanked Michael for him and knew this was what she was meant to live on for.

"Hi Hunter, I'm your mother...you look just how I dreamed."