A week had past since Alison had last been to Adam's apartment. A week since Adam made the sickening discovery that Amanda might or might not have had something to do with his kidnapping. A week since Alison told him in bed, in one of the most relaxed and settle tones he had ever heard in his life that she was pregnant and planning on having an abortion. A week since Adam learned his unborn child with her would die in a little less then six days, and a week since he finally decided on how to keep his daughter safe.

The decision had been hard, in fact Adam had lost a good amount of sleep, tossing and turning as he tried to figure everything out. He really did just start getting his life back together once Laddy was born, in fact she was the only important thing left in his life.

But between everything that had hit him so suddenly last week, he knew the police were right…if Amanda wasn't dead and had something to do with the things that had happened…she might be looking for Laddy. And as for the man who they labeled as Jigsaw…he might return for him too. The thought of putting his baby in danger sent chills down Adam's spine as he spent the long hours of work staring off into space.

He had wanted to call Alison but decided other wise. Taking a visit to the social worker…he began to file a request for adoption. His reasons were simple…mostly for her safety…and for Laddy to live a better life with parents that could provide and give her everything she wanted.

Her real parents were too screwed up for that. Thinking…all they were at the beginning were two strangers crossing paths on a stairwell…

Filling out stacks of paperwork, he understood the overall process would be long and emotionally shattering for his part. The only thing he truly cared about at this point was making sure Laddy was all right.

Keeping it to himself, he knew within a few months they would want him to start looking at couples who might be interested. Adam also agreed that whoever he picked should be a family who lived far away so he wouldn't have any contact with them. He knew as long as Laddy had no ties to him…she would be safe.

Thinking about Alison one night as he laid awake in bed, his thoughts kept going back to Larry. In an odd way he really did love that man, even if they were together for just a few hours.

Would he approve on everything that happened?

The truth was he really did like Alison, the time they shared together was good…but he understood that she also was very much like him, trying her best to really cut away the pain and try to go forward. Any relationship with him could cause harm towards her own daughter.

Thinking to himself if she was pregnant with a boy or a girl…Adam drifted off to sleep and began to dream of living someplace peaceful with children running around. A place without death or anything harmful. Waking up a little while later he took Laddy into bed with him and softy sung to her.

In two days he would take Alison to the clinic. After that he would begin looking for few parents for his baby girl. Sighing he held Laddy tight and slowly drifted back to sleep.

Somewhere else, in the darkness an older man who felt weaker by the day watched a young woman sleep…a pair of old dirty boots at the bottom of her bed.

Simply shaking his head he knew her test would come soon, and that he had to make sure the child would be taken care of. Things had gotten out of hard far too much and it needed to be stopped. He only prayed she would be able to play this final game.

With that he slowly slipped out of the dark warehouse and started walking through the dark city.