Kendall's POV

~~~Few months later~~~

In the months since James and mine little run in with Logan we have moved out of that little house we were living in and moved closer to the city. James says it was so he would have less of a drive for when he goes to work and that it would be better for the baby but I know that he's paranoid about having Logan come back and kill him then take me. Not that I mind moving away that place was so far from everything and a little change is nice.

James also made me get a new cell phone when he found that it was bugged and he smashed it all to shit. So I have a new phone. We've been buying a ton of things for the baby, like a crib, changing table and toys that you can put the baby in or on.

Speaking of which I got an oultrasound about a week ago and I found out that I'm having a baby boy! How sweet is that? I told James and he was so happy he went out and bought more for the baby. Well you can't say he isn't happy about wanting to be a dad.

But I need a name...

What should I name my little boy? We haven't really talked about it. Maybe when he comes home from work. Oh and James doesn't put locks on the doors or windows anymore. Mostly because we are in a more public place but I think he trusts me not to leave him now, since I didn't try to take off with Logan.

But back to the baby, what to name him, what to name him? I give out a sigh and give up on baby names for now and go back to unpacking the rest of our things. We bought this place a month after Logan came by and we are just moving in now. James has a lot of stuff, more then I thought.

Going through the things for the bathroom I come across a small orange bottle. I look at it and it reads: James David Diamond,Risperdal, Take three pills everyday with each meal.

He has a medication?! I knew he was sick but I didn't know he was taking something for it! Oh my god! He's worse then I thought. He must be off his meds. I look at the date he last got these pills refilled an it was the day before he came to fix my wires.

That was four months ago. He's been off of his meds THAT long?! I have got to get him to take them. But how? He won't take them if I ask him too, maybe I can sneak them in his drinks. But I'll need to be very sneaky about it so he doesn't know what I'm doing.

When he came home from work that night I made dinner and gave it to him. "Hun can you get me a drink?" He asks.

"Sure thing." I say and I get up and go to the kitchen. I pour him a glass of milk and take one of his pills, crush it, then stir it into his drink. I go back into the dinning room and had it to him.

"Thanks." He says as he downs the while glass of milk.

"No problem." I say with a small smile on my face. Yes maybe now he can have some normalcy in his life. "James, what did you want to name the baby?" I ask just for conversation and to hear what he wants to name the baby.

"Not sure, I was thinking something like Dylan, or Phillp,or Roberto. Something along those lines but I'm not too sure yet, you?"

"I'm not to sure either." I say taking a sip of my water.

"We'll think of something." He says has he finishes his dinner. I finish mine and we do the dishes together.

That night we just hold each other in our arms as we go to sleep. But I can't really sleep, something was bugging me.

1) I have no idea what to name our baby.

And 2) I can't help but feel something bad an big is going to happen.

And soon.