A/N: Sorry about the slow updating. I was having major writer's block and wasn't sure what to do…but now I know so let's read!

Months passed by and I was sure I was going to give the baby up. My darling baby was due in February and my stomach was growing larger by each passing month. Jack seemed tired and overworked a lot of the time and I knew I was making the right choice, giving my baby up.

I wasn't quite sure what had happened with the cops. Cal was a hot head and I knew he wasn't going to give up so easily, so he must be planning something. But as my due date drew nearer, I grew more and more worried.

Around the last week in January, Jack came home late at night, completely spent. He didn't even make it to the couch before he passed out. Suddenly, my stomach began to feel tight.

"Oh shit, I'm going in labor!"

I roughly shook Jack's shoulder and he was up in a second. Soon we were off to the hospital in an ambulance.

"Are you sure about your decision darling?" Jack asked softly.

I panted and gripped my stomach.

"Of course."

As soon as the hospital came into view I was wheeled in a stretcher into one of the rooms. Labor was long and hard. Jack was not allowed into the room and child birth was pain beyond your wildest dreams.

After several long hours, my baby was born. A beautiful baby girl, with golden hair matted on top of her head. Blue eyes, but they probably would be green later on. A nurse wrapped the baby in a blanket and handed her to me.

"Oh god…she's so beautiful."

"Name Miss?" The nurse asked pulling out a clipboard.

"Lindsey." I answered without hesitation.

Jack came into the room a few hours later and hovered over my shoulder as he stared at Lindsey. A smile crept across his handsome face.

"If we can create a child this beautiful, I know I've lived a good life." Jack finally said.

I laughed and wrapped Lindsey up in more blankets. She cried a bit, but not too much. I handed Jack her and he cradled her in his arms.

"Are you still sure we're giving her up for adoption?" Jack asked for the umpteenth time.

But my answer was different this time.

"Actually…I don't know. Jack we love each other, but were not married and our lives changed so much…"

Soon a nurse came by and whisked the baby away from me. Jack held my hand and sat next to the bed.

Suddenly a doctor walked in, his face grim.

"Excuse me Mr. Dawson. I'm afraid you'll have to come with us." The doctor said.

Jack stood up and backed up against the wall.

"What do you mean? What's going on?"

"Well we received word from a doctor in Maine that you were an escaped convict from Ireland."

"Damn it! I knew that guy was trouble!" Jack cursed punching the wall.

A bunch of cops came in and drew out their guns. I was totally petrified, waiting to see how Jack would react to this. Suddenly he broke the glass of the window and jumped out, running down the street.

The cops piled out the window after him. I cursed loudly and climbed out the window. I couldn't run as fast as I would have liked. My whole body ached but my one concern was Jack.

I reached the cops where they had Jack cornered near the sea, all of them had guns drawn. I was too far away to hear exactly what they were saying, but I caught most of it.

"…come now…!" The cops shouted.

"I…framed…innocent…!" Jack retorted.

I heard the sound of guns click and a helicopter overhead dropped down. Cal stepped out of the plane with another man.

"…come…boy…convict…!" Cal yelled at Jack.

"…he…framed…!" Jack yelled.

I broke into a run, pain searing up and down my legs. Cal was about to order something and I jumped, stupidly, onto his back.

Cal turned and twisted but I held onto him like riding a horse. Half the cops turned away from Jack and tried prying me off of Cal.

"You framed him you son of a…!" But I didn't finish my sentence.

Cal tossed me off him and demanded I be arrested as well.

"Jack just let it go! We'll sort this out later! And you can't arrest me I was still in the hospital with my child!" I told Jack.

"No Marie! I'm sick of this mistreatment!"

Jack reached into his coat pocket.

"JACK NO!" I screamed.

Two of the cops pulled their triggers and Jack went down into the sea.

A/N: Oh man I really left you hanging there didn't I? If you didn't understand this chapter don't worry, things will be explained in the next one. But who knows when I'll update…muhahahahahahahahahaha!

R&R!

-16aqua