Disclaimer: My name is not JK Rowling, I own Liz, Bunny, and this plot. But all the rest belongs to her.
Liz cautiously stepped off the bus in the strange city. It was a bit cold, and raining.

Just like home, Liz thought vaguely as she made her way into the bus depot. It was crowded with muggles and so noisy! She actually at one point had to cover her ears and hurry away before finding a quiet sectionin the restaurant, and be able to think straight.

I cannot believe I'm sitting here, amongst Muggles, in a strange city after having just defied my family.

And pregnant. Liz shook her head. It's sad, that's what it is! She muttered to herself as she buried her face in her hands. Suddenly something warm smelling and steaming was placed beneath her nose, she jolted as a very nice waitress said sweetly, "You look like you could use some pie honey!" Liz blinked at the young woman. She seemed your typical American dreamboat. Big-busted, long curly blonde hair, blue-eyed and perky to boot.

But it was nice to see a friendly face anyway.

"Thank you. I suppose I could do with a warm meal." Slowly she took a bite. It was warm and delicious!

"What is this? It's scrumptious!" The waitress giggled

"Apple Pie honey! Best in Seattle, if you want my humble opinion! The name's Bunny." Liz had to stop the 'snerk!' about to come out. First Cookie now Bunny. What was it with Americans and these ridiculous names?

"I'm Elizabeth."

"English?"

"Yes. I've been here for about a month."

"Really? Well your accent is marvelous darling." Bunny said, speaking the most fake accent Liz had ever had the misfortune of hearing. But she kept a smile up. As she finished her pie, Bunny asked about her living arrangements. When Liz was silent, Bunny merely nodded.

"Stray or Runaway due to being in a delicate situation?" Liz felt a deep blush spread across her face, Bunny sighed, but picked up the young woman's suitcase.

"Come on, you can stay with me for a bit." Liz sputtered at that.

"But... You don't even know me!"

"So what? You don't look like a serial killer to me."

"I could be cleverly disguised serial killer." Liz pointed out, to which Bunny responded by poking her in the stomach, which caused an "EEP!" to escape from the teen. They both laughed.

"VERY cleverly disguised! Anyways, I don't have anything worth stealing, might as well let you bunk with me as oppose to living on the streets with the addicts, drunks and crazies. I'm off now , so why don't we move along?" Liz said nothing but followed the woman. Bunny led her out into a car, and after Liz was strapped in, drove out into what was most definitely the shabbier side of town.

They came to stop at a tiny apartment building where the front was falling down. But beggars couldn't be choosers, so with a heavy heart Liz followed her new roommate up the splintery wooden steps to the second floor. Once there they passed though the dark hallway with peeling wallpaper. Bunny pulled out her keys, and unlocked the door.

As soon as the lights were on, Liz could see Bunny hadn't been kidding when she said she had nothing worth stealing. A few Kitchen appliances that were rusting, some shabby furniture.

Home sweet home, Liz thought a tad miserably as Bunny disappeared into what she assumed was the bedroom. Minutes later, the older woman appeared with a blanket and pillow. Liz watched with wide eyes as she collapsed the couch with practiced eased until it lay flat, and then laid the blanket and pillow on it.

"There! A nice snug bed for Elizabeth."

"Please, call me Liz." Nobody called her by her full first name unless she was in BIG trouble.

"Alright! I'd tell you to call me Bun-bun, but… that's a stupid pet name." Liz burst into a fit of giggles, and Bunny play-smacked her.

"Well I have to be up at five if I want to get to work by six, so I'll see you in the morning Liz." Bunny called as she returned to the bedroom. Liz stared at her own bed for a moment, uncertain how to proceed. Then she slowly approached and laid down on it. It wasn't the most comfortable thing, but then pregnant women weren't meant to be comfortable.

As Liz put her head down, she found the pillow soft and cool, exactly what she needed. As Liz lay there, attempting to nod off, she counted herself lucky. She had a roof over her head, food in her stomach, and Bunny was really very sweet. I guess I'll just have to live with it for a little bit, Liz thought, yanking the covers closer to her, but tears trickled down her cheeks as she pictured the nice snug bed waiting for her back home.

Not to mention everybody back there. Then Liz felt a soft gentle kick, almost as though reminding her of what was important. Liz gently rubbed her stomach a tad absently, then closed her eyes.

Stella? Sirius would have my blood! Lily? Maybe...

When Liz next opened her eyes, there was a loud whirling and grinding noise, Irritated, she lifted her head slightly, to find Bunny operating one of the machines. Liz actually remembered it from muggle studies… a coffee grinder. Slowly pulling herself up, Liz waddled over to Bunny, mumbled a "morning" and then offered to help with breakfast.

"That's alright. I've got things under control." So Liz settled herself in a chair and began to read the newspaper quietly. She wondered what her family was doing right now. She'd been missing for a day or so. Were they still looking for her?

"So then, Liz. Care to tell me the specifics of your story?" Bunny asked as she put down a plate of pancakes with syrup and butter along with some coffee. Liz sighed but put the newspaper down. She couldn't tell Bunny everything obviously, but a few general details might be good.

"Not much to tell I'm afraid. You're typical story. I met a married man and we enjoyed each other for a bit. But then his wife got pregnant, so he dumped me, and I find out a few months later, I'm pregnant… I can't give you any more then that about him. He's not exactly a man with an… ideal background. He could be trying to find me and kill me for all I know."

"Ooooh, is he in the mob? Do you people even have a mob?" Now Liz hadn't the faintest idea what the mob was, but it sounded good enough to her!

"Well, don't go spreading it around….. Anyway, Mum and Dad couldn't handle it, so they shipped me off to a home demanding that I give it up, so I ran. Sorry, can't give you any more then that."

"Right! You're a very...interesting individual"

"You have no idea." was Liz's only comment as she dug into her breakfast.


A Note from The Chica
: Sorry this took so long! I had trouble figuring out where to end it. But once I had it sorted out, it was smooth sailing. On that note, we have exactly two more chapters to go before we return to the present time, which is where the action will happen!