Author note: Thank you more than I can express PirateJaquline, because I thought no one liked this fan fiction, I thought about just continuing it in private. I know what you mean I love Zoot, hated that they killed him off so early in the series.

Bree rocked in the corner as Angie paced around the room; Bree was petrified of what Ebony would do to them if they didn't come up with answers soon. The day was dragging on as the light got higher and higher from the slit they called a window. Bree knew, there was no escape but she still prayed for her sister or brother to help them.

There was always noise, outside the door whether it be, the guards talking or banging on the walls. She wasn't ready when they came, the door burst open and there was yelling left right and center. Bree huddled into her corner and placed her hands over her ears, she wished they let her go.

There was screaming and grabbing as Angie kicked and fought against the men trying to take her out of the room. She even took a couple of them down as Ebony shouted, "Just pick her up; you idiots can't even hold one screaming red head."

"Bree help me!" Angie screamed, that was when Bree felt hands on her shoulders, hoisting her to her feet. "Back off you bastards, don't you dare touch my sister!" Angie was hysterical at this point.

Bree was crying as they hoisted her to her feet, barely able to stand when a familiar voice, came from above her. "Leave the girl; I'll deal with her here."

"Zoot are you sure, I'd be more than happy to deal with this one, and you can try the red head."

"No I killed the harder ones more often than not, I'll make this one talk no problem, now leave us."

Bree threw herself into the corner as they manage to finally get her little sister out the door. She hoped that she'd see Angie again. The door closed behind them as everyone shuffled out of the little room. She heard the door bolts slid shut and then felt as hands slid up her shoulder. "Bree is it really you? I thought you'd be gone by now." He rubbed her shoulders as she moved her face further into the wall. He didn't stop though she felt his fingers grasp her chin and make her look at him, even though she'd shut her eyes tighter than she thought was possible. "Why won't you look at me?"

"I don't want to know, I want keep believing that somewhere under all of this is my Martin and that it's not just Zoot." Tears started to fall once again down her pale face.

She felt it as his hand slid onto her swollen stomach. "Bree look at me, I'm still who I always was."

She pried her eyes open to see Martin, even if he was still wearing his Zoot contacts he was her Martin. "I love you." She whispered so softly he'd almost have to lip read in order to know what he said.

"Me too babe, me too, you cut your hair." He said as he ran his hand through her now shoulder height hair.

"Yeah, it kept getting in the way while I had morning sickness."

"I'll get you out of here, I'll keep you safe." He promised as he kissed her forehead. She leaned up so that she could reach his lips with her own.

"How?" She mumbled against him.

"I'll take you somewhere, where I'll always be able to find you and nobody else will be able to touch you."

"Here," Bree said as she handed him the piece of paper with coordinates on it, it was a bit worse for wear after months of her constantly clutching it and refolding it.

"Yes, you'll be safe there. We're leaving tonight."

"What about Angie?"

"I'll bring her too, but you have to know I won't stay."

"No Martin you have to stay with me. I need you, we need you." She said holding her stomach.

"I'll be back, but I can't leave all this behind, I promise that you'll never have to feel alone again, I won't abandon you like they abandoned me."