I knoooooooWWW! It has been soooooo long it is ridiculous! I just have had so much going on! I will try harder!

I don't own anything... Still...

Sam POV

"Seven months." I told the new nurse that was giving me my weekly ultrasound.

"It looks wonderful, very healthy actually. Maybe even a little advanced for it's age." She was smiling that smile of someone who is perky and happy to be alive but completely oblivious to everything around her.

"Thanks. See you in a week." I rolled to my side and swung my legs off the bed to stand up.

The past few months had changed so much. Dylan and I were together sometimes but there were some issues between us so we had separate rooms. My stomach looked like it would pop and I couldn't imagine it getting any bigger in the next two months. Everyone else in the mansion was always busy plotting to defeat the bad guys. It was very boring for me because no one would let me do anything. Netflix had helped ease the pain at first but I was running out of things to watch.

"How was it?" Dylan asked as I sat on the couch by him. He kissed my cheek and I let him this time.

"Growing like a weed." I replied looking at the t.v., trying to stop the fight I could feel coming on.

Truth be told Dylan and I fought more than we did anything else lately. Mostly about the baby. At five months it was whether or not to find out the sex. At six months it had been about moving out and finding our own place. Lately he had been trying to plan the baby's room. After every appointment we fought about the baby. Our baby who was going to born into this crap world.

"We could be buying stuff and decorating if we knew what it was. Maybe we should just find out so that we could buy some-," He stopped when I hit myself it the forehead with my hand. "What now?"

"I have told you how I feel about this a hundred times! Why don't you just except it?" I stood up and faced the him, out of the corner of my eye I saw Hannah slip out of the room.

"Sam, I know how you feel but the book says that new parents should be prepared!" he was taking deep breaths and trying to stay calm.

"Dylan. That book does not apply to us! We are not the type of people who get married and raise kids together. It wouldn't work."

"The book applies to all new couples expecting a child! Why are you denying it like we have so much time left?"

"We have plenty of time left! We aren't even a couple really! We haven't been since I left you!" He winced and I could tell I hit a nerve.

"So we aren't a real couple!" He stood up and stopped trying to stay calm. "We are having a baby! I can't believe you don't even want to know what it is! What were you planning to do before you came back? Did you even have a plan or was it just to run with your tail between your legs?"

My face was burning and I turned away before I would say something I wasn't ready to say yet.

"Sam, Thierry wants you." Hannah said from the doorway to the hall.

Silently I left and headed to Thierry's office, hoping he had good news.

Knocking I opened the door to his office and went in. He was sitting at the chair behind his desk with a map spread out before him.

"Do you have news or was this just to stop the yelling?" I was trying to sound calm and it almost worked.

"Both." He grinned a little to lighten the mood. "I called my friend in the compound to the north. He says they have a few couple who could handle the job."

"Okay." I sat in a chair and waited.

"Are you sure this is what you want? I will give you his number and you can call and ask some questions, maybe speak with Dylan..." He handed me a card.

I set it back on his desk and shook my head.

"If you think they could do it then I approve. How do you know it isn't a trap?"

"This compound is kinda like a small town everyone there in undefined. They haven't chosen a side in the war and therefore are safe. Hunter won't attack them because if he wins they take his side and vice versa. There are couples there, shifter couples who would be happy to raise the child until the war is over or whenever you decide is safe."

"Dylan and I are teenagers. We may be trying to save the world but we are still teenagers who should not be having a child. Set it up, I will handle Dylan." I stood up and started to leave. At the door I turned around, "Thank you Thierry. For everything."

I walked down the hall in slow motion because I was actually waddling a little and everything was so much harder with a giant growth. In my room I laid on the bed and stared at the ceiling.

Asking Thierry to find somewhere safe for the baby had been a huge step. In only a week too. Even thought I had been hoping he would find a place like this for our baby I still couldn't stop the tears that started to fall down my cheeks. Now that he had found someone I had to tell Dylan. He was going to be crushed. The thought of him in pain because of me again was unbearable and the sobbing started.

"Sam." Just like that our little spat was over and he held me while I cried onto his shoulder. After a while I had calmed down and he was stroking my hair that was still black.

"I have to tell you something and you won't like it." I sat back so we were sitting on my bed facing each other.

"It will all be fine. As long as we are all three together everything will be fine." He rested a hand on my stomach and a new set of sobs came out.

Dylan pulled me to him and tried to calm me back down but the more he tried the worse it got.

Everything he said would be ruined when I told him what I was planning.

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