They left the inlet, the lights from the boat projecting like luminescent eyes out into the harbor. John steered, Bricker's gun never far from his eye line, as Green kept himself slotted tightly where he could view Anna and Ondine in the cabin of the ship. He managed to check on them occasionally but most of his focus had to be on steering the boat out to the bay.

At the back of his mind, while making a line toward his lobster pots, John honestly wondered if the dialed phone, now under their bed, did anything. Maybe there were some people out looking for them. Or, as John noted with the silence around them except the slapping waves against his boat, he doubted anyone was coming for them.

As they approached the area John slowed the boat and aimed the lights. He worked toward the deck, lighting it to make sure he would not slip or trip over anything, and held up his hands as Bricker aimed the gun at him. "I don't want anyone killing themselves while we get what you want. It's already rocky here. Might as well make it all easier for us."

"How kind of you." Bricker waved with the gun. "Quick about it."

"Anna?" John walked back toward the cabin, carefully minding his step as the boat rocked slightly, and began climbing down into the cabin. "I need your help to find the right lobster pot."

Anna nodded and Ondine helped her off the narrow bed. In another circumstance John might have tried to remember and reminisce about how their relationship started there. At this moment John had no time to think about it as the gun pressed into his side.

He waited at the top of the staircase as Anna started up them. But in less than a second she groaned her hand clamped on the railing. Even in the low lighting John could see the white of her knuckles and her other hand grabbing at her belly.

"Anna?" John started down the stairs but Green's hand at the back of his collar hauled him back.

"I don't think so. I'm not going for one of your tricks."

"John?" Anna whimpered, catching herself on the steps before Ondine came behind her. "I think… I think the baby's coming."

"Convenient." Green sneered, "I'm not an idiot and I've watched enough movies to see through this. Get your ass up here and find the lobster pot you manipulative bitch."

"It's not convenient dickhead," Ondine shouted at Green, helping Anna onto the deck. "She's nine months pregnant."

Ondine and John helped Anna to the deck and John managed a small smile as Ondine stuck her finger in Green's face. "And she's not a bitch you bastard. You're the nervous wreck you unbelievable pansy."

"You-"

"Stop," Bricker stopped Green's argument, "Now get her up and find that lobster pot."

John lifted Anna up and helped her onto one of the containers on the deck. Her fingers clawed into his shirt and John noticed the damp spots on her dressing gown. He put his hands behind her elbows to hold her up as her whole body shook. With all the strength he had, John held her to him.

"Sweetheart," John whispered, "I need to know which pot it is."

"It's in the Delta group." Anna bit out, her arms trembling as her grip slackening. "It can't… John I'm…"

"I know." John turned over his shoulder, nodding for Ondine to join him. "I need you to take care of her. Can you do that?"

"I hope so." Ondine grabbed at Anna's arm to help her onto the deck. "I've seen all the episodes of Call the Midwifeso here's hoping I can help her."

"All the episodes?"

"Yeah," Ondine nodded, "It's a bit dated but I can do it."

"Okay." John moved to the cabin and pulled out his map to guide his boat along his line of pots to reach the Delta group.

"Is this it Mr. Bates?" Bricker still held his gun and John nodded.

"It's what she said and it makes sense."

"Why?"

"The Delta group's not been really active lately and it's out of the way." John frowned, "But it's a bit odd."

"Odd?" Bricker stepped forward and John shrugged.

"It's just odd that she'd have been out here in the first place." John lowered the anchor to keep the boat in place and moved back to the deck.

As he went to check on Anna again Green's hands grabbed him and tossed him forward. "No time for that. Get what we want."

John caught himself on the deck and slipped forward to stand again. He ground down on his jaw and moved to this hook to locate and lift the pots from the water. Pushing himself off the edge, he climbed up to aim the light above and locate the pot line in the water.

Dropping back to the deck, John slid along the deck and lowered the hook into the water. The splash of the hook coincided with Anna's scream followed by Ondine's own shriek. John turned to them and noted Ondine's hand crushed in Anna's strangling grip. He stepped toward them but Green stepped in his way, hand holding tightly to a swinging rope.

"Task at hand, Mr. Bates."

He turned back to the pots and winched the hook to raise it out of the water. They clanked together and knocked hollowly on the deck as John dropped them. Moving forward to handle the pots, John pulled the roping off them but Green pushed him away to kick the pots open himself. Bricker came to join him and John hurried to Anna's side as Ondine tried to position her.

"I think she's close." Ondine wiped at her forehead, waves splashing over the side to drench them. "I can't tell in this light but I think I see the baby's head."

John bent down to check and squinted but shook his head, "You might be right but I don't know."

"How don't you know?"

"I've never seen a birth."

"Weren't you at mine?"

John shook his head, taking Anna's hand as she screamed through another contraction. "Your mother kicked me out of the room the moment I showed up. She also screamed some of the worst things I think she ever said to me."

"And you left?"

"She almost kicked a nurse trying to kick me so they kicked me out themselves." John cringed as Anna tightened her grip to squeeze down to his bones through another contraction. "But I'm not going anywhere."

"Yes you are." John froze as the gun barrel hit the back of his neck. "Where is it?"

John turned to Anna but her face was scrunched as another contraction sent her wailing unintelligibly while Ondine ducked under Anna's nightgown to check on the baby. Standing up slowly he faced Bricker and Green, hands in the air as he tried to shield Anna and Ondine. "I don't know where it is. I did what she told me."

"It's not in those pots." Green came forward, grabbing John's shirt and yanking him toward the crushed pots.

"I don't-" Green's fist impacted with John's cheek and the pain exploded over his face to send him to the deck.

John's hands tried to catch himself but he slipped on the wet deck and cut himself on the shattered pots. As he tried to pick himself up, Green's foot connected with John's side and he fell sideways into the shards. It cut through his pajamas and tried to pick himself up again.

Green came for him but John rolled out of the way and grabbed the other end of the winch. It swung and snapped around to catch Green on the side of the head. He stumbled and John picked himself up enough to charge into Green's midriff. They crashed into the side of the boat and the ropes of the pots caught around Green's legs. John tried to move away, slipping over the deck, as Green reached for him. But then the ropes tightened and Green slipped over the edge.

John moved to go back to Anna and Ondine but Bricker cleared his throat, his gun pressed to the back of Ondine's neck as his hand dug into her shoulder. "I think you've made your point, Mr. Bates, and it's time you make yourself more useful before you find yourself one child short."

He swallowed and tried to move over the rolling deck, the shards biting into his feet and filling the cuts with saltwater. Grimacing and moving toward Bricker, John tried to speak. "I don't know have what you're looking for."

"Then I guess I need to take something you're looking for." Bricker pulled the hammer back, "Is there anything you should say to your daughter?"

John faced Ondine, "Turn left."

Bricker frowned but Ondine ducked left and John tackled Bricker to the deck. The gun went off near John's ear and he cringed away from it. Bricker whipped him across the face with the gun and John rolled away, but kept his hand in Bricker's lapels to pull him with him away from Anna and Ondine.

He managed to get on top of Bricker and knocked the gun away. Bricker kicked at John, landing a knee in John's back, but John managed his elbow to knock into Bricker's chin. The man fell back and John hauled him into the fish tank, dropping Bricker with a thud and an echoing moan.

Breathing hard, John worked his way back to Anna as Ondine wrapped something in a towel. John grabbed Anna, holding her close, "Are you alright?"

She could only nod and lean into him as Ondine crouched next to them. "What names had you picked out?"

"What?" John frowned as Ondine presented him the baby, placing it gently in John's arms.

"It's a boy." Ondine left them a moment, coming back with a fillet knife and twine. "Hold on Anna."

She tied off the umbilical cord on the little boy and then closer to Anna before cutting it. In another minute the placenta delivered and Ondine made a face. "That's disgusting."

"He's not." John looked at the little boy in the towel and presenting him to Anna. "Anna, he's here."

She managed to smile, her breathing labored. John turned at the sounds coming from the fish tank and something beating against the side of the boat. He went to move when lights lit up their boat.

John covered his eyes, shielding Anna and the baby while Ondine raised a hand to her own eyes. Feet hit on the deck and they huddled together as a tall man walked toward them. "Took a bit to find you Mr. Bates. But your wife was very specific about where to search if you weren't at your house."

"Mr. Talbot?"

"We got the call from your house and when you weren't there and neither was your boat we came here."

"How?"

"I told them." Anna managed and John moved to face her. "I told them that is Bricker came for me we'd be coming to the Delta group of lobster pots."

"Why?"

"Because I already handed over the drugs when I signed my confession." Anna opened her eyes and nodded at Talbot. "I'm glad you remembered Mr. Talbot."

"And thank you for your gifts in return." Talbot caught himself on the side as the boat moved with the shift as the Coast Guard hauled Bricker from the tank and pulled Green's beaten and drenched body from the side. "I think I've got a place to keep them."

"Far away from us is best." John handed Ondine the baby and lifted Anna into his arms. "I think we need to get to hospital."

"Probably best." Talbot nodded to them and then paused, "And congratulations on the baby."

"Thank you, Mr. Talbot." John turned to Ondine, "We need to raise the anchor and get the boat back to the dock."

"We'll have an ambulance waiting." Talbot jumped onto the Coast Guard ship. "Good luck to you."

"We might need it." John looked at Ondine, "Are you ready to steer?"

"New captain at the helm." Ondine held her brother closer as John situated Anna into the cabin and took the baby back.

"New captain at the helm."