Bree couldn't believe it, Martin had started to really notice her, but he was different, more forceful and even a little mean, but he was still sweet to her. He came to her one day, "Bree, here, take this." He handed her a piece of paper.

"Martin what is it?"

"When things get too bad, this is a place, where I'll always be able to find you, and nobody else will be able to touch."

"What do you mean things get too bad?"

"You'll see, but know I'll be there regardless of how it looks from the outside. Just don't follow me, when things go as they must." He placed his hand on her stomach and kissed her forehead. They'd taken to meeting, in the shadows. Bree thought it was romantic, the secrets, nobody knew but those few that meet behind school that day.

Angie was thrilled that she was going to be an aunty, Bree's older sister Katherine on the other hand was not too thrilled, claiming she'd rip the father's throat out, for doing this to me. Kat hadn't been the same since bad things had started happening, she'd started stocking up on all sorts of strange things like, canned food and bottled water. She told them to use the taps while they still, could. Even packed bags with clothes, medicine, and anything else she said we'd need for a quick getaway. Jason Katherine's twin was more understanding; he took good care of his little sister.

Katherine had blown her top, when she found out. "What did you just say?"

"I'm pregnant," I squeaked.

"And when did this happen?"

"A little while ago, we've got it all covered."

"We?"

"Yes we, do you have a problem with that."

"I'm going to kill him. How could you this, it's irresponsible and with everything that's happening do you really think this is the best life decision!" Katherine was yelling, now that was never good.

"It'll be okay, we'll make it."

"It'll be okay, we'll make it, I'm sorry honey, but this isn't school blind optimism, won't do anything, for you, for this kid. Things are changing and it's not going pleasant. Get rid of that thing while you still can."

Bree ran to her room crying, how could she say that? Her little niece or nephew was in there and she wanted Bree to get rid of it. There was a knock at the door.

"Bree open the door."

"No, go away."

"Don't be a child."

She got up sullenly and opened the door. "You don't think I can do it, do you?"

"No, I think you can be a mother, but I want to protect you, I've protected you for all these years, and now I'm finding it a little hard to let go of."

"You'll be there."

"To the bitter end, it's going to be more difficult with the little one you realise, your giving up all the freedom in the world."

"I'll survive; I'm made up of the same things as you aren't I."

"I sure hope not, little sister, what a curse that would be." She kissed Bree's head and left.

Their family had always been tight knit, from when their mother overdosed to when their father killed himself; it was always one for all and all for one. Katherine had taken the role of head of the house, even though she was only eleven at the time, she always found enough money for them to eat and have a roof over their heads. Jason worked as well neither of them still attended school instead they went places, did things. Bree never knew where they were but they always took care of themselves. Angie loved caring for Bree always putting her hand on Bree's barely noticeable stomach.

It was a few days later, Bree was sitting in class, they were talking about evacuating. Bree didn't want to leave, what if she and Martin got separated. It was then that it happened; Bree saw it happen before her very eyes. Martin stood up on his desk and started to shout power and chaos. Those three words changed everything. He wasn't her Martin anymore. She watched as people who'd never given Martin a second thought were jumping to follow him. For the first time Bree was terrified of what was to come, and scared she be alone, he'd no longer be near.

Author's Note: I'd like to know what you think of Bree and her family.