Author's note - In this version, Boone never bites Lori. Sorry guys! It was Peloquin that got that pleasure in this story!

"AM I GOING TO DIE?!"

Lori asked, crying at the top of her lungs as the doctor and nurses rushed around in complete chaos trying to work in the emergency room. Lori kept slipping in and out of consciousness. Quick flashes of Boone's sweet handsome face appeared before her, then slowly transformed into Peloquin's hateful flashing greenish blue eyes as he growled. Waking, she was nearly blinded by the overhead lights, the sounds of shouts, and clicking machines. An oxygen mask was placed over her mouth and nose, fogging up as her large eyes darted back and forth. The pain became far too much to bare as her back arched, and she felt a horrible pressure shooting down in to her body.

"KILL IT! PLEASE KILL IT! IT'S RIPPING ME APART!"

"We lost the heartbeat! She's losing it!"

She faintly heard the doctor yell as she felt her legs get spread.

"Okay honey, we need you to start pushing, push with all your might..."

Lori threw her head back screaming.

Miles away, Peloquin froze inside the cave they were hiding in as his head shot up. Looking around, nostrils flared as he looked up, no longer hearing the dripping of the cave eaves. He felt Lori, knew she was in pain. The child, his child was coming... Lori was helped to somewhat sit up on the delivery table. She gasped for air, feeling no use of the oxygen. She knew whatever seed Peloquin had planted inside of her was a spawn of evil, a spawn that would rip her apart.

"KILL IT, PLEASE!"

She moaned as the nurses coaxed her, held her hand, and told her not to worry. The doctor was sitting between her two spread legs as the blackish blood seemed to cover everything. Lori didn't feel anymore strength inside of her. The only thing she could see was her round stomach, and Peloquin on top of her grinning.

"PLEASE, PLEASE STOP, MAKE IT STOP I CAN'T!"

That's when she felt something, something she had never felt before. It was a lingering surging feeling, more of an emotion than anything else. Suddenly the voices of everyone around her was zoned out. For a split second she thought she saw a swirling mist floating around her, as fine as the air she so badly tried to breath. She felt it flow into her, and unlike any high or drug...it came inside of her and filled her with a sudden power. The pain of this monster slowly making it's way through her was gone. The memory of the rape faded. Her eyes widened and became almost animal like. Lori threw her head back and for an instant the Nightbreed was within her. Her bandaged wound felt a buzzing power within it's bleeding folds, and she reared her body, and screamed. Seconds later she felt the pressure leave, and just like that, she felt it slide out of her. Lori closed her eyes, waiting for some red lizard monster to slide squirming onto the doctor's gloved hands. She laid there, exhausted waiting for the screams of horror...

Instead... She simply heard the thin crying of a newborn baby. Slowly the feeling of power faded away as she opened her eyes and stared down. Instead of a squirming red monster, there laid a squirming chubby newborn baby, covered in blood and slime, but human. Lori's eyes widened in disbelief. No, it couldn't be. It was impossible... She couldn't believe it. Still squeezing the nurses' hand, she gasped. The grinning doctor held up the baby.

"It's a girl!"

Lori slipped the oxygen mask off her, she sat there completely stunned before a cry of relief escaped her. She sat there staring at the newborn in wonder. The doctor snipped the cord, and carried her to be cleaned up and weighed. Lori strained her neck, instantly her eyes in panic.

"Where are you taking her?!"

"We're just cleaning her up honey, you did real good. She's beautiful..."

"I want to see her! Please I have to see her!"

"Shhh, it's all right..."

The doctor brought the baby over, wrapped in a tight white blanket with a cap on.

"She's nearly ten pounds, one of the biggest newborns I've delivered in a while!"

Slowly and carefully the doctor placed the baby in Lori's weak arms. Lori stared down, unable to even think that this had just come out of her.

"Does...she look...I mean, is she normal?"

She looked up at the doctor, scared out of her mind. Warmly smiling, the doctor nodded.

"She's perfectly healthy and normal, don't you worry." Lori stared down, almost in a trace at the baby who was no longer crying. Instead she thinly fussed, and her tiny little fists waved about. Lori's pinky went into the baby's little fist and she smiled as silent tears rolled down her face.

"How is this even possible..."

Lori softly said staring down.

"What are you gonna name her honey?"'

One of the nurses' asked. Lori stared down at the baby and knew that somehow, just somehow this existed because of something so horrible. Still, she survived, and this infant, this life...was part of her.

"Parker...I want to name her Parker."

Smiling the nurse said it was such a pretty name. They let Lori hold her a little longer before telling her that they were going to take her up to the nursery. Lori at first didn't didn't want to let her go. She feared something would happen to her, that somehow those men who went after them would come back. That Ashberry, or even Peloquin himself would take and kill her.

"Please, just a little longer..."

"You can see her later honey to nurse, let's get her down to the nursery and we'll finish up with you."

Lori watched the baby get taken away, feeling herself on edge, not wanting to see her go. Feeling suddenly so empty, she laid back so drained and exhausted from the delivery. Watching as the doctor and nurses prep her, she felt the string of a needle and simply stared upward, drifting off again, away from the pain and confusion of the last past couple of days. The only thing she knew was that she was a mother now, and she would die to protect her child. A few hours later Lori was wheeled to a private hospital room. She was hooked onto an IV and was resting. She kept asking about the baby, but the nurses said within the hour they would bring her and try to get her to nurse with her. Lori sat propped up in the hospital bed, sitting there, nervously awaiting until the baby was brought to her when a female police deputy came in.

"Ms. Winston?"

Lori's eyes shot over to the woman who held her hat and stepped inside.

"Who are you?!" The woman walked over.

"The county is in scrambles...outside a cemetery there's nearly five dozen dead men, mostly police officers. Reports say that you were found at a barn a few miles away and were linked. I have your purse from the Sweet Grass hotel..."

She dropped her purse on the chair. Lori glared up.

"All I saw was innocent men, woman, and children gunned down and hunted like animals...so unless you want the same to happen to me, forget about me, forget about my child, and stay away..."

Lori no longer felt like herself, her eyes widened like an animal as she glared at the police officer who suddenly seemed to have fallen into a trance. Lori didn't even hear the words she had spoken, but they flowed through her. Within seconds, the female officer blinked as if she was just awoken from a terrible dream. Nodding, she stepped back.

"I'm sorry to have bothered you Ms. Winston..."

"I was never there, now call off your men and tell them to stop searching. Midian is gone, there is no more."

The police officer nodded.

"Yes of course, have a good day Ms. Winston..."

"And officer?"

"Yes?"

"Don't ever come back."

The officer nodded before turning and leaving. Lori took a second before releasing that energy. Slowly she stared at her hands and wondered, what was happening to her? Gently touching her bandaged neck, she glanced over at the monitors and saw her heartbeat. Touching her chest, she couldn't feel it. How was this possible? Was she alive or dead?" Before she could think any further, one of the nurses came walking in carrying the baby.

"We have someone that would like to see you."

Brightening up, Lori smiled as the nurse handed over the baby.

"She's been so good, barley cries..."

The baby was placed in her arms as Lori smiled, gently rocking her. She was perfect.

"Oh Peloquin you bastard, you'll never touch her, I promise..."

Lori softly whispered as the puzzled nurse stared at them. Holding her baby, Lori leaned down and kissed her forehead. She would love this child even if it had been made in hate. She would prove the breed bring, and raise it as if it's father had been Boone. Several Days Later... Lori carried the car seat she had bought which held Parker who was fast asleep and bundled up with blankets. Lori was still stunned at how quickly she had adapted, and had taken the bus back to the city. What had happened in Midian was everywhere, all over the papers. After Lori was released, she had been waiting at the bus stop cradling Parker while looking at two papers she had bought.

It seemed the fires had spread, even out to the fields. Everything, all the bodies were now burnt up and gone. The police weren't releasing any statements at the currant moment. Looking down at her sleeping baby, she gently touched one of her chubby little cheeks and sighed. The night before she had woken from a violent nightmare. She had been dreaming that Ashberry had taken Decker's mask, and was slowly walking down the hallways of the hospital, a long knife at his side. Slowly he began to drag the blade across the walls, scraping the paint off before he stopped at the large bay window of the nursery. Looking in, he saw Parker sleeping and chuckled before smashing the glass. Lori woke with a heart, her eyes huge and sweat dripping down her face.

It was thundering and lighting out, and the entire room seemed to flash with blue. Sitting straight up, Lori clutched her hands at her chest before glancing out the window. There just outside in the rain was Peloquin grinning. Holding back a scream, Lori shut her eyes and counted to three. When she opened them he was gone. Instead just darkness as the rain splattered against the glass. Taking a second, she smoothed out her hospital gown and knew she had a lot to think about. For the past few days in the hospital she had been on edge. No other police came to question her, but she kept her eye out for the news. At the moment they simply said there was a series of fires that had spread. Nothing more. She pushed any thoughts of Boone away by seeing the baby. All of the nurses loved her, and kept telling Lori they had never seen a baby so good before. Whenever Lori was allowed to visit her in the nursery, or hold her she felt at ease. This horrible series of events had all led up to this. Her doctor had came in the evening before, asking her if she had anywhere to go?

Lori said of course, she was going back to her apartment in the city. He asked if she had any family that could come get her? Lori simply shook her head and said no. Her insurance had covered nearly everything and anything else Lori gave an address to bill her at. She just wanted to get home, get into bed with her baby, and sleep forever, trying her hardest to forget what had happened. The doctor sighed and said he believed she would make a fine mother, but while he was finishing up with the delivery... He dropped his eyes and sighed.

"Were you attacked Ms. Winston?"

Lori simply stared, she felt a pulse begin to drum from within her head. Slowly she shook her head.

"No, I wasn't."

The doctor nodded, leaving it at that. Patting her leg he handed her a few business cards of centers in the city for unwed single mothers who offer help. With a wish of luck, he told her again what a gorgeous daughter she had and left. Lori sat back in the hospital bed, knowing she had to leave and leave soon. On the bus ride back, Lori had bought two seats, one of which held the carrier for Parker. She had bought some things as well as what the hospital had given her, and had everything neatly packed into a bag along with her purse under the seat. She leaned over, adjusting the blankets and staring down at her sleeping baby. She was so perfect it made her heart ache. Lifting her eyes, she looked out at the rolling country side and held in a deep breath. She had somehow, someway escaped all of this. Boone was dead, and she now knew of the other side,. There were indeed monsters, some even human. She planned on returning to the city and somehow...find a way to make it work.

Just last week she was a single lounge singer, in love, and unaware of the darkness that lingered below. Looking at Parker she smiled and knew she would do whatever she could to protect her, even if it meant murder. She was different now, she could feel it. Whatever power that had surged into her when she delivered and then spoke with the police officer, she knew it was because of this bite that was bandaged and now covered with a scar around her neck. Peloquin not only had raped and had gotten her pregnant, but had changed her as well. No, she wouldn't be nightbreed, and neither would her baby. They would leave this place far behind and live normal happy life's. She swore it.

"You'll never touch her Peloquin, she's mine." She softly hissed looking out the window as the bus rolled down the highway.

"Never."

Miles and miles away, still hidden in the caves the few last remaining members of the breed sat around a small fire. Rachel had simply been staring off into the flames, not speaking a word. Kinski and Shuna sat together before Peloquin appeared. He stared at Rachel.

"Where is she?"

"Gone, far away from all this death."

"And the child?" Rachel glanced up.

"A girl...a daughter."

Peloquin began to breath heavy, his chest heaving.