It's time for Bailey to 'fess up! Thanks for reviewing, Elizabeth Fire Ice Heart, Katie Grimm and Bloodylilcorpse.

Duncan noticed how quiet I was that evening. "Anything up, Diamond?" he asked, giving me a slightly concerned look.

"How can you tell?" I asked.

"Becuase you've spent an hour in silence." he answered. "The last time you were this quiet, it was back when we first met. Remember, you told me that it was about-"

"Well, I guess I'll have to tell you, then." I muttered, staring at my trainers. "Don't freak, okay? And if you wanna kick me out or just wanna break up with me, I'll understand."

Duncan gave me an incredulous look. "It's that serious? Look, I dated Courtney for a year. If I can take her abuse and still go back to her for some time, I'm pretty sure you'd have to do something really serious to make that happen."

"I didn't do anything." I managed to get out. "It wasn't me, exactly. Did you get the uncut footage from All-Stars when you got kicked off?"

Duncan gave a nod. "Some." he said. "Is this to do with Mal? Because he had a confessional talking about using the prize money to live like a villain in a tower, and he mentioned taking 'someone' with him."

"Okay." I said. "Do you remember me telling you that back in juvie, we had to keep us a secret because if Mal found out, he'd be furious that I even thought of being around someone else? Well, just after you left, he found out. Anyway, that night after Scott got kicked off, it was just me and Zoey in the spa hotel. And Mal wasn't supposed to go in, but he..."

"Yeah, I saw that part." Duncan said. "He sneaked in. And they taped the part of Zoey waking up and hearing something, but him managing to sneak right past her, but after that, there was a clip of Chris in the confessional saying that what happened that night needed viewer discretion and therefore was cut out. I didn't think about it, but..." His blue eyes widened, and I saw his gaze slip down to look below my face. He paled. "He didn't...you're not..."

For a moment, I wanted to rage. The cameras had seen what happened? Chris had actually watched that footage? Oh wow. But I kept that out of my mind long enough to continue the conversation.

I nodded hesitantly. "I warned you, didn't I?" I reminded him. "Now, I guess I better start packing or something. I'm not-"

Duncan interrupted me. "I'm not dumping you, Bailey. How old do you think I am, fifteen? And it's not like you have to keep the kid. I mean, if it's Mal's kid, it'll either have inherited the same disorder, or it'll be a psycho." He paused, waiting for me to say something. I stayed silent. "You're not planning on keeping it?"

"No!" I said quickly. "No way. I can't look after this kid, and I wouldn't keep it even if it didn't have a psychopath for a dad. But if it wasn't, I'd probably give birth to it and have it adopted. I can't decide whether I should do that, or just have an abortion."

"Please, just abort it." Duncan said firmly. "The kid is not going to grow up normal, so it's kinder to just kill it. Same with you – if you want to finish senior year, you can't do that with a kid on the way. And to be honest, I'd rather be able to share a bed without worrying about crushing you and causing a miscarriage, cause I know those can literally be killers."

I heaved a sigh. "I think you're right." I looked him in the eye. "And...and are you really okay with this? Like, you're still my boyfriend?"

Now that the serious part was over, Duncan half-smiled. "Um, duh. You are so insecure!"

"Well, with your history of girlfriends, don't you think I've got a right to?" I teased back.

"Well, with your history of launching surprise attacks, shouldn't I be more scared of you?"

"Keep talking, and you won't expect this kind of attack."

"Bring it on!"

I folded my arms, grinning. "I'll wait a few hours. Then you won't see it coming."

Well, I did. Just not in the way that you'd usually define attacks. I mean, most attacks start with tackling one person to the ground, but it doesn't usually end with screams of the good kind. Uh-huh, I went there. It was good, actually – for a moment, I could forget that I could be facing Mal tomorrow. And even if I didn't...well, what would I say to Mike? Or any other personality who popped up?

I decided not to tell Duncan where I was going. We didn't talk about everything, and since there wasn't really going to be any repercussions concerning the would-be kid, I didn't see the point. So all I said was that I was hanging out with Zoey (and booking my abortion on the way, which I did).

Then, it was time to face the music. As we walked into the hospital, I had to hold back from just turning around. I think Zoey sensed the way I felt, because she put a hand on my shoulder, half in comfort, half in restraint. "It might not even happen, Bailey." she said quietly. "He's getting better."

Oh, if only the visit had proved that! Mike's face completely lit up when we saw him through the glass partition (okay, major deja vu from being in juvie, although Mike actually chose to be here), but he went completely tense when he saw me, and Zoey explained that she'd brought me for...some reason...I don't remember.

Mike's eyes were wide. "Bailey, I'm sorry, but you have to leave." he said, his voice fearful. "Just thinking about you is enough to..." He gasped, and his hair covered one eye. I was once again, face-to-face with Mal.
"What a surprise." he said smoothly. "Both of my girls came to visit this time, huh? I guess you told her how much I was missing her, Zoey?"

I scowled. "Don't even say another word. And I'm not your girl, and I never will be! I don't belong to anyone!"

"Don't bother with the argument." Zoey whispered to me. "He's trying to mess with us. I just ignore him for a while, and if Mike isn't back within a few minutes, I leave."

I shrugged. "I think what Mike was saying is that I make Mal stronger. Because he took an interest in me back when we first met, when he was the only one in control. So...I guess all I do is tell Mal what he did, and then go."

Zoey nodded, so I turned back to the nightmare. "I'm only here for a second." I informed him. "Did you just 'forget' that I was single at the start of the show, so I wasn't on birth control, or did you actually want to knock me up?"

Mal's visible eye lit up. "You're pregnant? Really?" He chuckled darkly. "You might want to let that kid go before I let myself out. All I need is the chance, and once I get the money for my tower, everything will be as I planned." He cast one more look at me. "This isn't the last time you'll see me, doll face, I can promise you that."

I bolted from the room. I didn't stop until I was out of the building. Only a minute later, Zoey followed. "I get it now." she said quietly. "Why Mal keeps coming out. Mike didn't tell me – he gets stronger whenever you're mentioned. I guess because you trigger memories that Mike doesn't have, but that Mal has, or something like that."

"What if Mike gets out because he thinks he's strong enough...and then it happens again?" I murmured. "What then?"

"That won't happen." Zoey said, her tone full of conviction. "And even if it did, Mike and all of his personalites don't know where you live, right?"

Famous last words.

By that ending, I have a feeling you know what might come next!