So, so, so, sorry for the mix-up! This is the ACTUAL Seeds Chapter 3.

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She was performing an autopsy on an abnormal when she looked over to the small playpen to check on the baby. "Ashley?" She cried when she realized that the baby wasn't there.

"Mummy!" The baby cried after flashing onto the examination table beside her.

She gasped. "Ashley!"

She grinned before another flash caught her attention. She looked over at the flash to see John standing in front of her.

She reached for the baby, but her arms went through the baby as if she'd tried to touch a hologram. "What have you done to my baby?" She demanded as she looked over at John.

"Nothing." He said, laughing evilly.

"Give me back my baby!" She demanded. "And get out of my house!"

"And you're going to do what to me?" He taunted.

"What have you done to my baby?" She cried, rushing at him.

She fell through his facade and onto the floor. When she looked back up, she saw her child and her lover disappear from view.

"JOHN!" She cried with a depth of anguish she had never experienced in all of her years.

"Helen..." A voice whispered.

"No..." She whispered as tears welled up in her eyes.

"Helen..."

Her eyes snapped open to find James leaning over her. "Helen, are you all right? You were crying out."

She touched a hand to her stomach; she was still heavily pregnant which 39 weeks into her pregnancy was a good sign.

"John..." She whispered as she sat up.

"What about John?" He asked, studying her closely.

"I have to find a way to keep him out." She cried as she hurried off the couch.

"Helen!" He cried, hurrying after her.

She hurried to her desk, reaching for a piece of paper as she muttered to herself.

"Helen! Helen!" James cried as he placed a hand on hers. "Calm down."

"He's going to come and get the baby." She whispered, urgently. "I have to do something."

"I will help you do anything you want to do, Helen. But I need you to calm down. For the baby."

She inhaled and exhaled.

"What was your dream about?"

"He did...something...to the baby." She sobbed. "I couldn't pick it up. And then, he appeared. I tried to get him to fix the baby, but instead he took the baby to wherever he goes when he disappears."

He touched her hand gently. "Helen," he whispered, gently. "Breathe."

"I don't have time to breathe, James! My child may be in danger!"

"We will tell everyone in your sanctuary to keep their eyes out for him." He assured. "And we will find a way to prevent him from even thinking about coming into the sanctuary. You're going to be safe, Helen." He wrapped his arms around her as he tried to comfort her, a gesture which was much needed but quite rare for the great Dr. James Watson.

"What was I thinking, James?" She whispered as she pulled away from him a few moments later. "John frightened me before I had a child whom he could endanger. How could I have thought to bring this child into the world without positive proof that he could not harm us here?"

"You are tired of living your life alone." He answered simply.

His words were not malicious, but matter-of-fact, and she had to agree. That had been the reason she'd thawed the embryo which she and John had created near the end of their passionate love affair.

"Do you ever feel that way?" She whispered as her soft blue eyes pierced his warm brown ones.

"Actually, Helen, I do." He admitted. "Every day."

"What are we supposed to do?" She cried, looking heavenward. "We never asked for this twisted longevity..."

James put a finger on her lips, forcing her to look at him somewhat curiously. "Actually, Helen, as far as God is concerned, I believe we did ask for it."

"God?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

He shrugged. "When you get to be my age, you start to realize that there are worse things than an Almighty God."

"I very nearly am your age." She reminded him.

He sighed. "Then perhaps it comes when you're so nearly decrepit as I am." He looked at her seriously. "Or perhaps I'm the odd man of the Five who believes that there is something more than oblivion waiting for us on the other side."

Her gaze was somewhat thoughtful as she contemplated his words.

"Now, Helen, are you going to be a good girl and go back to bed?" He asked, interrupting her thoughts.

"Hm?" She asked, looking back at him.

"Come on, Helen, I'm escorting you to your quarters where I trust you will do your very best to get a full night's rest."

"James, I do not need a full night's sleep to function." She sighed, exasperated. "Not the way that normal humans do."

"Then take a nap for the sake of your child." He said with a sigh. "Heaven knows you should be able to do that."

She sighed before she nodded. "All right..."

"Excellent." He said, standing and offering her a supporting hand.

She accepted it somewhat begrudgingly before they walked to her quarters.

"Thank you for awakening me from that awful nightmare." She said as they reached the doors.

"I am only glad that I was there to awaken you." He assured, gallantly.

"Get a good night's sleep for yourself, James. You need the rest more than I do."

He sighed before he nodded. "Yes, Helen. I promise to get the rest I require."