Beca's eyes open slowly. Her head pounded as she felt the cool blade of a knife against her neck.
"Good morning bitch." A voice said. "I thought you were in prison?" She asked.
Tom chuckled, "My partner helped me escape."
"Where are my-" "You mean my children? They're doing okay. They're with my partner's son."
"You planning on killing me?" Beca looks at him.
"Yes. I'm going to make it slow and painful... starting with that pretty neck of yours." Tom tipped the knife a little into her neck breaking the skin.
Beca let out a cry before another voice spoke: "Tom! That's enough!"
Tom pulled the knife from her neck.
A man walked into the light.
"You fucking bastard." Beca said.
"Good to see you too...Becaw." He smiled.
"The hell are you trying to do?" She asks, blood dripping.
"It's simple really. You were suppose to leave Chloe for me and we would start a family. Tom would have Chloe and the twins, I would have you and my son plus the babies I'd put in you." Jesse says, walking towards her.
"I can't give you children. I can't have any! What in your sick twisted mind makes you think that I would leave my wife to be with you?!" Beca growled.
Jesse slapped her, "Listen to me bitch, you're lucky that, as a doctor, I made sure that you and his kids survive the crash! You're lucky I don't have Tom kill you now!"
Tears formed in Beca's eyes, "What do you want from me?"
"We're going to take a vacation." He leans down to her level, "By the end of it, those damn kids will call acknowledge that Tom is their father and you will learn that we belong together."
He stood back up and looked at Tom, "Take her back to the cell."
Tom nods before picking her up and carrying her down a dark hallway.