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Dad's Plan

I wasn't too sure how long I was out, but it felt like an eternity once I finally opened my eyes. The annoying sound of my heart monitor was ringing in my ears as my eyes adjusted to the bright light from the sun. There were balloons floating at the end of my bed along with get well soon cards and flowers on my nightstand. I sat up with a smile before frowning again. I didn't recognize this hospital at all…

I looked for my signal light desperately wondering where in the hell I was. Before I found it, my door came open and my foster father stepped in. "Dad? Where are we?"

He glanced at me with a smile, "Oh you're awake. I'm so glad."

I sighed as he came up to me and hugged me tightly.

"Dad…where are we. I don't recognize this place." I said.

He smiled and then took a seat on the bed. "Listen, before I tell you where we are, I need to know the truth…did you sleep with the Undertaker?"

I dropped my gaze from him and raked my hand through my hair. "Before I knew who he was I did."

He nodded, "Ok. Thanks for being truthful with me."

I nodded knowing he was disappointed in me but at the same time, glad that he didn't hit me.

"Serena, we're in Detroit." He said.

I gasped, "What? Why?"

He looked away from me for a moment and then took my hand into his own. "Well for one. I have a private place up here that'll keep you safe. Two…you're going to be a mother soon and I don't want that freak anywhere near you."

I gasped and touched my belly, shocked to find that it was a little hard already. "Oh my gosh…I'm pregnant?"

"Yes. Two months to be exact." He said.

"Two months! Dad is that how long I've been out?" I asked.

He nodded, "I'm afraid so. I thought he had killed you for a moment but…you're a trooper."

I sighed and laid back in bed. "So what's the plan now?"

He looked into my eyes, "Well he doesn't know about the pregnancy…but I can't risk him hurting you or the baby."

"So what are we doing?" I asked.

"Staying here…well…you are." He said.

I chuckled, "Wait a second. You're making me stay here in Detroit all by myself?"

He nodded, "Yeah. He knows where I live and I don't want him coming to the house with you there all alone."

"But what if he finds me here?" I asked.

"he won't. No one knows the address to the house here." He said.

I sighed, "I don't know dad."

"Look just trust me. I've already got you under a new name and everything else. I'll come and see you whenever I'm sure he won't follow me…just promise me you won't hate me for this"

I looked away from him, "I'm not sure how to feel honestly."

"Hey, look at it as a way of growing up. You get to live on your own while raising your baby." He said.

I glanced at him and then finally smiled, "Alright. If you think this is the best idea then I'm with you. Just promise me that you'll visit."

"Of course I will." He said before kissing my forehead. "I love you Serena."

"I love you too dad." I said.

I wasn't sure how this entire set up would work but something told me that Mark wasn't as stupid as my father made him out to be. I mean, the man tricked me into believing he wasn't evil…and talked me right into bed with him. Now here I was carrying his child and being casted out into hiding in order to stay safe. I felt like a coward…like I couldn't stand on my own two feet.

I got out of the hospital a few days later. It was kind of awkward having to sneak out the back door of the hospital and into a regular taxi cab. The house I would be staying in was located just on the outskirts of the city. It was a really nice place with two floors and two bedrooms, one for me and the other for my bun in the oven. My dad had the entire place completely stocked up with food, drinks, baby stuff, and even laundry detergent.

"I don't want you leaving the house too often you hear?" he asked as he handed me keys to a little blue car that was out front.

I nodded, "I'll try."

He touched my shoulder, "Hey, don't worry. He won't find you here."

I nodded while thinking to myself, "Don't count on it. That is one mysterious man."

I walked into the baby's room and found that nothing was set up except the crib.

"I didn't know how you wanted it set up so…I left it like this for you." He said.

"That's fine. It'll give me something to do." I said. "What name do I go by here?"

He chuckled, "Margaret Benson."

I rolled my eyes, "Wonderful."

"Hey, it's better than nothing." He said before we headed back downstairs. "I'll call you at least once a day to check on you. Make sure you're careful around here ok?"

I nodded and then hugged him. "I'm sorry for what I did dad."

He rubbed my back and then kissed my forehead, "Don't be. It wasn't your fault."

I smiled as he turned and left the house. "Oh yea and there is security around the house. Here's your card with the code. "

I took the card from him and then waved him good-bye, all the while wondering just how long it would be before the Undertaker found me.