Seven months had gone by, three months left until the baby was due. Rebecca smiled every time the baby kicked. Tom had graduated from Hogwarts, and Rebecca had been standing in a corner, covered with an Invisibility Cloak. She had wanted to unravel herself and show herself to her friends, but they had looked too preoccupied to know what was going on. Tom, when they had returned, had kissed her on the cheek and promised to be back soon. She had cried for a little time, but she still felt the hurt underneath from a month ago. They had made up, but it felt completely forced. It wasn't like the past.

"Rebecca!" a woman cried, and Rebecca turned her head to see a grown-up Kristen laughing with joy.

"Mark! It's Rebecca!" Kristen had cried with joy. Rebecca shook her head and disappeared into the store warehouse.

"Where is she?" Mark asked eagerly, looking around. Rebecca looked out to see Kristen shaking her head in confusion.

"You're having dillusions," Mark said to Kristen.

"I know she was here! I just know it!" Kristen had said, but Rebecca watched as Mark consoled her and they headed to the bookshelves. Rebecca sighed with relief and continued to work in the back on the shop.

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Rebecca looked out the window in misery. 8 months had gone by, and still Tom wasn't home. She wanted him to hug her again, or at least be able to stroke her hair. Her thoughts were becoming messed up. What if he doesn't come home by the time the baby comes? Will I live? How on earth will I pay?

Rebecca slowly trudged down the stairs and went to her mail slot. In there was a letter with a familiar handwriting. Her heart overcoming with joy, she ripped open the letter to see a crisp business letter. The top said "Burkins and Borkes", and her heart fell.

Dear Rebecca,

I know you are horrified that I am working here, but this is only for a short time. The Ministry has asked me to wait, and it seems like forever. I'm sorry I haven't written or spoken with you lately. I must go. I miss you, and wish you were here. I promise I will be back before the baby comes. I love you.

Tom

Rebecca knew her heart had sunk to the bottom of the ocean. It was obvious. He was lying. She had gone through too much. She looked at the letter hopelessly at it fell to the floor, and she ran up the stairs. She slammed the door shut and got out her suitcase. It was all up to her. Her life, her future. She grabbed her clothes off the rack and messily put them in there. She took one last look at her wedding ring as she took it off and placed it on the bedside table. Tears illuminated her eyes, but she shooed them away. Her marriage was over. She hastily wrote a note to the landlady with the month's rent and thanked her for her kindness. She took the suitcase and walked out of the room. She began closing the door, the wedding ring sparkling at her for the last time she would ever see it.

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"SHE WHAT!" Tom asked with rage.

"She's disappeared, sir," another worker said. Tom looked angrily at his hands.

"It's all his fault," he growled under his breath. The worker looked up at him in confusion.

"Sir!" Tom called, and a completely deformed Dark Magician looked up at him. "I'm sorry sir, but I need to go to London."

"Why, may I ask you?"

"I-I have been summoned to kill someone," he said hastily. The Evil Magician nodded and Tom Apparated to the bunkhouse, vowing to kill whoever took Rebecca away from him.

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Rebecca looked at the Muggle doorway of the Leaky Cauldron. She wasn't sure if it was the rain or her tears that were blinding her eyes. She sobbed her last sob and grabbed the handle of the door.

"Becky!" another familiar voice shouted, and she turned to see John waving at her. She backed away from the doorway and pretended to be interested in a set of books that were out for display.

"I-I'm sorry, but I must go," she said quickly. She felt John grab her hand.

"Come with me. I know the exact place for this gloomy day," he said. She shook her head.

"I-I need to see someone now," she said, and she ran out of his grasp. He ran after her, and she kept turning to see if he was still following her.

"Come on, Becky!" he shouted. She shook her head, and she kept running. She felt a PANG on her head, and she fell onto the cold sidewalk.

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Tom Apparated to the scene moments later. John was looking horrified at himself, and Tom saw that Rebecca was lying on the floor, not moving nor breathing.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HER?" Tom asked in rage, taking John by the collar and shaking him.

"NOTHING!" John shouted at him.

"YOU KILLED HER!" Tom accused him. Tom shook John more violently as a woman bent down to feel Rebecca's pulse.

"She's barely alive. We must hurry! She is with child, and the child could possibly die," the woman said, standing up. Another woman took action and dialed for help on her telephone. Tom kneeled down and took Rebecca's head in his hands. He noticed that it was bleeding in the back, and he took out his handkerchief. He pressed it to the back of her head, and he whispered, "I'm sorry. God, I am so sorry."