So here's the deal, I still don't know if I want them to get back together before or after the baby is born or whether or not Dylan should know why she left yet. So pretty please review and let me know what you think!

Still :( me not owning anything.

Sam POV

Everyday without Dylan was like a nightmare. Sleeping really was a nightmare. The only thing that kept me from running back to him was the ever growing bulge in my stomach. Ten weeks and the doctor said the baby was doing really well and seemed to be growing faster than most babies did. I was happy about that, the baby, being healthy and already ahead of others his/her age.

Mostly I thought about Dylan or worried about what would happen if Hunter found me. I couldn't fight his army alone. I really needed help, so I called Jez.

She answered almost immediately even though it was almost midnight.

"This is Jez." Her voice sounded strained as though she had been working out but with the timing I figured it was something else.

"It's me." She took a deep breath and set the phone down somewhere.

"Morgy I will be back in just a minute." I could hear him hiss at his nickname and say something back. A few seconds later Jez picked up the phone and left the room. Once the door was shut she whispered into the phone. "How are you... and the um..."

"Baby? We're doing great. It's ten weeks and according to the doctor it's growing faster than most its age."

"That's wonderful. Dylan is going crazy. Like really crazy. When Thierry said we couldn't follow you, he kinda fell apart. Hasn't left his room in weeks and he won't even go near the bed. He sits by the window and only sleeps when we slip something in the food we force feed him. He lost a lot of weight. I think he thinks you left because of him or something. I'm worried maybe we should tell him why..." She didn't finish and I couldn't talk for a minute while I wiped the tears from my cheeks.

"He can't know, not yet at least. He would want to find me and that can't happen. I won't let it."

"Okay." She sounded like she was already expecting my answer.

"I need help, Jez. I can't protect... us on my own. I need to be with a group that is not connected to daybreak." My voice sounded desperate and I knew it but there was nothing I could do about it.

"I have an idea. Meet me in San Francisco in one week. Call my cell when you get there." She was whispering and I started to worry someone would hear.

"Okay. And tell Dylan I'm all right okay?" My voice cracked a little and I hoped she couldn't tell.

"Are you really?" Then there was a voice on the other end and she hung up without waiting for an answer.

The phone slid from my hands and after a few deep breaths I got up and started packing. Tonight I would pack and re-dye my hair because the grow out was getting bad. Tomorrow I would leave for San Francisco.

Putting a hand on the lump on my stomach I waited for the dye to set in. The lump was more of a mound now but still hide able under the t-shirts and sweaters I wore.

Shortly after I rinsed the dye out and sat back on the bed in a long t-shirt with my newly dyed hair hanging in wet clumps around me. My hand automatically rested on my bump again and I swear I felt something kick.

I was too restless to sleep and had already packed everything I could. Wishing Gale lived closer to woods so I could run I realized that tomorrow I would have to tell her. Leaving Gale would be hard, all my life she was the only real parental figure I had and now I had to leave her again. But I had no choice, before I thought I could stay hidden her and that would be enough but now I knew that staying hidden wasn't enough. I was pregnant with the baby of one of the four people in the world that needed to be focused on saving the world.

What if somebody found me? I couldn't protect myself against an army and at the rate I was growing I wouldn't be able to fight anything in a few months. I, we needed protection and to be hidden.

So here I was again having to leave behind everything I knew.

Focussing on the silver cord I made sure Dylan was safe. It was almost impossible to feel the cord but it was still there, just stretched across several states. I could feel him and it almost felt like he was asleep or at least about to pass out.

That reassured me enough to sleep for a few hours before I woke up to the smell of bacon. Now I had to face Gale.