"Ian," She said, her voice almost harsh as she struggled to find the words. He was packing up his work bag as she felt tears well in her eyes. "tomorrow is our wedding." She bit out, reaching out to grab his shoulder, wanting him to look at her. She held one arm protectively around her mid drift, blinking back any tears in her eyes.

Ian zipped up his bag before standing up to face her.

"You can't do this to me." Lauren said, the volume of her voice rising just slightly. "Not now." She was pleading at him, and the gut feeling that something was going to go wrong this time was firmly planted in her stomach, nearly making her want to throw up.

"Lauren, it was not my descision." He said firmly, locking eyes with her.

"You said you guys were just doing surveillance, this job wasn't supposed to happen until after the wedding." She let out a loud sigh, her free hand running through her hair.

"I'm really sorry about this, okay? But this job is important, and the chances are in our favor if it happens tonight." Ian explained, before biting his lip, taking a step closer to her. And as if they were dancing, she stepped back as he stepped forward, her face set with fear, her eyes alight with something he couldn't quite name.

"What if something happens, Ian? What then?" She snapped, the angry tone in her voice not something he was used to hearing from her.

"Any other day, any other job, you would have been fine with a last minute change." He said before, more gently he told her, "It's going to be fine, love."

"Ian, if you die or are arrested the night before our wedding I swear to God-" He cut her rant off with a quick kiss, but she was still frowning at him, still too angry with him to kiss him back. He grabbed his bag, and she knew that there was no stopping him. She knew he would go, even if she was pissed at him. He's job was his life, he felt it was a duty to continue with it until the end. Lauren clutched at her shirt, bunching it up around her stomach before she was reaching for his arm and let out a quiet and final plea.

"Please." She said and he reached out to wipe away a stray tear that rolled down her cheek. "If not for me-"

"Lauren." He whispered quietly. "I swear to you, I will be home before morning and tomorrow I will be marrying the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on." He put two hands to her face, kissing into her hair. "Tell Declan not to wait up," He said, forehead to forehead with her. "and make sure to get some sleep." He trailed a hand down to rub the little bit of a baby bump she had and she bit her lip hard, holding back a sob before he smiled at her. "I love you." He told her, kissing her lightly. She stayed still, making no move to kiss him back. He frowned just a bit before with one finally look, he was gone.

She sucked in a long breath, exhaling slowly as she turned to go wash her face, pushing her hair back with one hand. She washed her face quickly, before asking Louise to make Declan something for supper and telling her that she wasn't hungry.

She gave Declan a small smile before heading upstairs and locking herself up in her room.

She slept for a bit, still feeling on edge and tired after a short nap. Someone had knocked on her door and she opened it to find Louise, who was holding out a bowl of soup for her.

"You have to eat something, dear." Louise said, her face and smile soft as Lauren took the bowl from her.

"Thank you." She said, before asking if she could wake her when Declan was going to bed. She kindly agreed before Lauren ate most of her soup. Afterwards she laid back down, suddenly very aware of how much the bed sheets and blankets smelled like Ian. She curled them tight around her, as she curled in a ball at the center of the bed, her arms clutched tightly around her stomach before sleep pulled her under.

There was phone ringing, and Lauren had to drag herself to reach it. She wasn't sure what time it was, as the room was pitch black. She mumbled a greeting into the phone, curious as who would be calling at the hour she assumed it was. She hear nothing on the other end except for a heavy and shallow breathing. She stood up, pacing as she asked who was calling.

"I'm the man who just killed your fiancé." The gruff voice let out, before hanging up. There was a sudden pain in her stomach and she let out a quiet gasp, her eyes tearing up from the pain as she dropped down to her knees, suddenly in a puddle of blood. She was scared, confused, lost and alone and she was screaming, loudly and painfully.

"Mommy! Mommy!" Her eyes shot open at the sound of the voice, seeing Declan in her blurred vision. She was covered in sweat, her breathing heavy before she clutched the boy to her tightly, smoothing down his hair as she rocked him to her, not exactly sure who she was trying to comfort as she did. Louise handed her a glass of water and Declan's arms were still around her as she sipped at it with shaking hands.

She assured Louise she'd be alright, and she went to her room. Declan refused to leave her by herself for the night so she told him that he could sleep in her and Ian's bed with her.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, the phone rang, the mere sound sending a chill down her spine. She picked it up, noticing that Declan was already asleep.

"Hello?" She said slowly, trying to even out her breath.

"Lauren?" She let out a sigh of relief at the sound of Liam's voice. She remembered that he'd injured his leg and wasn't able to help with this job, but after the first wave of relief was a flare of panic as to why he would be calling.

"What is it?" She asked nervously, bunching the sheet in one of her hands.

"Are you near a TV?" He asked, and she let out a swift yes, reaching for the remote, her heart pounding. "Turn on the news, you need to see this." She quickly put on a news channel, standing up as the news reporter stood with a burning building in behind her, a bank. She swear her heart jumped up into her throat as they said the name of the bank, and the woman explained that there was an explosion. The flames where leaping out of the windows as firemen tried extinquish them, and it was as if she could feel the heat on her skin before her brian went into overdrive and she collapsed to the floor.