So it has been way to fricken long… And I don't have a good enough excuse for you all. But I want to say THANK YOU! Thank you so damn much for all the favorites, all the follows, and all the comments/reviews. I love your feedback. I have been trying to update some of my other stories that I have greatly neglected. It was about time I got to this one. So although this chapter is really short…. I am publishing it now to give you all something. I will make a valid effort to work on this story. I appreciate you all, whether a new follower/favorite or an old fan. It is so important to me.

SO! After a long and terrible wait… YOU HAVE DONE YOUR WAITING! 12 MONTHS OF IT! IN AZKABAN! …. And now on with the story.

Deidara's POV

"NNNOOOOOO!"

I jumped up from the couch, my mind immediately driving into action. I rushed over to my bed where Sakura was sleeping. The woman was trashing in her sleep, tears streaming down her pale face. I slowly reached down to touch Sakura's shoulder, careful to try not to wake her up suddenly. However, the moment my hand grazed her sweaty shoulder, her eyes shot open and she screamed.

"Sakura! Sakura, it's okay, yeah!"

Sakura shot up and began to stare at me, fear etched all over her face, her eyes wide with anxiety. Sakura began to shake as she crawled away from me on the bed, staring at me like I had just killed someone.

"Stay away from me!"

Her screams echoed throughout the stone room and for once I was grateful my apartment was in the basement.

"Sakura, it's okay. You're safe. You were dreaming," I tried to sooth her as I slowly leaned forward to touch her leg, hoping that the contact would fully wake her and cause her realization that she had been dreaming.

The scared woman's head shot down then back up in an instant, she began to kick her legs frantically before pulling them close to her and wrapping her arms around she legs.

"Please! Please don't hurt my baby! I'm sorry! Deidara please!"

I felt a sting at my eyes as realization hit me. She had been dreaming about her baby being hurt, she had been dreaming about me… She had been dreaming about me hurting her baby…

I slouched and brought my arm back to my side, hoping that my more laid back, shorter posture would be less intimidating. The last thing I wanted to do was scare her more. I spoke as gently as I could, "Sakura, hm… you were dreaming… I have not hurt you or your baby. I promise. You are safe."

Sakura continued to shake as she held her legs up to protect her stomach, her cheeks streaming with tears and sweat beading every inch of exposed skin. "No! Don't lie to me anymore! Please! Don't hurt me!"

Anger, shame, and sadness surged through me by her reaction. That she would think that I would do such a thing to her brought me despair. That she would look at me with such fear brought me shame. And that Itachi was the cause of Sakura being in such pain right now made me want to murder him. I had killed a long time ago, and I was beginning to debate on doing so again.

I kept myself composed though and watched Sakura with sad eyes, maybe she wasn't still coming out of her dream, maybe she was hallucinating. I whispered, "Sakura. Please calm down. Hn. I promise you were dreaming."

Sakura looked around the room, as if noticing it for the first time, then her gaze snapped back to me. "You-you killed her."

I tried to ignore the way my heart twisted in my chest, "Sakura. I didn't hurt your baby. Please. You were dreaming. Touch your stomach. You're still pregnant. You're still safe."

Sakura moved slowly and robotically as she lowered her legs enough to place her hand on her stomach. I began to relax as the slow process of realization went through her. She began to stop shaking and her eyes went from fear to desolation.

"I-I'm sorry," she croaked out, her voice barely audible.

I still didn't move, being cautious to not send her back into her scared state. "It's okay, yeah," I whispered back.

Tears of fear were replaced by silent tears of pain as Sakura's body began to relax, loosening from it's stiff posture.

"I... I have to go to the bathroom," She mumbled, slowly moving her legs to the side and off the bed.

"Do you need help," I asked gently. I watched her amble around the bed and to the bathroom, shaking her head just as slowly as her steps. I let out a large amount of air that I couldn't remember holding in. This wasn't the first nightmare she had had, but it had defiantly been the worst since the first one. It had been a little more than a week since her first nightmare. Most nights I would wake up to her calling out for help in her sleep. After the third night of this I had finally stopped reaching for the gun under the couch. Most of the nights I would walk over to her and let her cry and tell her that she was safe and no one was going to hurt her and her baby was safe. After some time of speaking soft words and rubbing her back she would stop crying, nod, and lay back down on her own.

But tonight… tonight was different. She rarely told me what she had been dreaming, but from the different yells and mumbles as she calmed down, I was able to figure it out. The dreams changed between Itachi hurting her, Itachi hurting the baby, or Sakura loosing the baby. Never before had she dreamt I hurt her or her baby…

I heard the toilet flush and decided to make the bed. The covers had been shoved around from Sakura's thrashing and hope to get away from me in blind fear. I pull the sheet down first, fixing the pillows so one was in the center of the bed and the other laying parallel with the bed where she would hold it. I had seen her sleeping in the center of the bed curled around the held pillow multiple nights when I checked on her. It had become a habit of mine to wake up naturally throughout the night and make sure she was okay or wake her before any nightmare became too bad.

I heard the soft steps of Sakura's feet lightly touching the multiple-carpeted floor. I stood up and looked at her. Sakura kept her hands in front of her stomach, picking at her nails. Her head down so messy hair fell in front, blocking me from seeking the sad eyes I knew resided there. She walked over and stopped at the end of the bed.

"S-sorry."

I frowned at her, "Are you okay, hn?"

For a moment she made no sign that she heard my quiet words, and then she slowly shook her head from side to side. I cautiously walked over to her and brought my arms up to embrace her. Sakura flinched and seemed to jump away before stopping herself and leaning into my hold. I hugged her side closely, ignoring the way her elbow dug into my ribs. We stood there silently, me holding her and shallow breaths the only sound.

"You need to sleep. You have work tomorrow," she mumbled.

I let her go and walked to the side of the bed where I moved the covers for her to get in. "It's okay, yeah."

Sakura walked over and sat down on the bed, still not looking at me. There was an elongated silence before she finally spoke again. Her voice as quiet as a butterfly's wing.

"Stay with me."

I moved the pillow for her to hold and placed it up against the wall. Sitting down on the bed I leaned again the pillow, in a cross between laying and sitting. Sakura grabbed the blankets as she crawled up to me and laid down on my chest, her head over my heart. I wrapped my arms around her, one hand slowly stroking her hair and the other resting at the base of her back.

.o.o.o.

Itachi's POV

I shift through the mail, tossing each envelope onto the coffee table without a second glance. Gas, WiFi, water, car, medical insurance, electricity.

Wait… medical insurance?

I set the remaining envelopes on the table and reach for the letter of my medical insurance. I hadn't been to a hospital since Sakura killed my child. I hadn't visited the doctors recently or gotten any dental work done so I shouldn't be getting one. The letter is addressed to me. Using my finger, I rip open the side and pull out the folded papers within. Unfolding them I see three pages, two white and one pink. I begin to read the first one.

To Mr. Uchiha

This letter is to notify you that your insurance has successfully covered the hospital bill for the ultra sound on Sakura Haruno. Your insurance will continue to cover said visits unless stated otherwise. It is suggested that Sakura Haruno make regular visits to the hospital for check-ups on the baby. Medications will also be covered by your insurance and can be set in place by calling or by talking to your doctor.

I reread the paragraph then looked at the box below. The box had a list of all things done at the mentioned hospital visit, the cost, and the date.

She got an ultra sound three weeks ago?

I sit silently and read the letter again, analyzing ever part of it, memorizing every sentence. Sakura got an ultra sound three weeks ago. She is pregnant. That bastard Deidara kidnapped Sakura a month ago. She's probably fucking him every five minutes, that whore. She's gone and gotten herself pregnant and is using my insurance to cover the damn medical bills.

I stand up and walk into the kitchen to grab my phone. I begin to dial the number for my medical insurance when a thought hits me. What if The baby isn't Deidara's. What if… the baby is mine?...

I hang up and dial a different number and wait patiently as it rings.

"Hello?"

"Kisame. I need your help."

.o.o.o.