Swellview; 2001

Two little pink lines stared up at her, leaving her in shock. Pregnant. How could she be pregnant?

Well, of course she knew how, but… how?

Samara Morris, or as she was going by in Swellview, Sam Loomis, couldn't be pregnant. She was a villain, for fuck's sake. All she was trying to do was find out who Captain Man was behind that stupid little mask of his, but she fell in lust with this man with pretty blue eyes and brown hair with nice muscles that owned a junk shop of all places.

This wasn't supposed to happen. Sam let out a groan, letting her head sink down into her hands, as her honey blonde hair fell past her shoulders in a veil covering her face. Her brown eyes filled with frustrated tears. She couldn't just get rid of it; she knew she'd feel bad about later in her life.

Sam mostly wanted to keep sleeping with Ray. He was good in bed, and she enjoyed the time they spent together. She'd have to tell him. Maybe he'd take it after she gave birth. "Fuck," she sighed.

"You – you're pregnant?" Ray's blue eyes were blown wide in panic. Not that she could blame him. He was barely twenty one years old and was going to be a dad. Sam nodded.

"Yes. What do you want to do?" She internally flinched when she realized how blasé she sounded and tried to back pedal. "I can do this on my own if you don't want anything to do with the baby, Ray. I'm giving you an out if you want it."

"I don't want it." Well, that was easy. Now she wouldn't feel too bad about dumping the little parasite off somewhere. "I want to raise this baby with you." Oh. Fuck, she read that wrong.

"Are you sure?" She pressed. "This will be a lot of responsibility, and you're so young." Sam herself was nearing thirty, and if she wasn't on her way to becoming a villain, would be more stable than Ray.

"Of course," he replied almost instantly with his brows furrowed. "That's my baby, too, and I'm going to be in its life." Alright, plan B it was. Sam was going to leave the baby with Ray and continue on with her plan of destroying Captain Man.

Holy fuck, was nothing going to work in her favor? When she was seven months pregnant, and already too big in her opinion, Ray led her to the back room of Junk N' Stuff. "Ray, what are we doing?" She huffed as he led her into an elevator.

"I have something to show you," he replied, pulling her close to him and pressing the down button. The elevator dropped quickly, and Sam let out a shriek of terror, gripping at Ray tightly. The man wasn't even phased, just smiled goofily at her.

He led her out of the elevator, and Sam looked around in surprise. "Where are we?" She questioned.

"This is the man cave," he said as if that would explain everything. Sam slowly blinked at him, not understanding where this was going. "And I'm-" He paused, pulling a multi-colored tube out of his pocket. Was he pausing for dramatic effect?

"What's happening?" Sam almost pleaded. She was so confused. Ray chewed a piece of bubblegum from the tube and blew a bubble. Sam watched as a green light engulfed him after the bubble burst, and when the light receded -

"Captain Man!" Ray announced, finally finishing his sentence.

No. No, no, no, NO. Captain Man was NOT the dark haired goofball that she lusted after. Ray Manchester could not be Swellview's hero. FUCK.

What was she going to do now? Her heartbeat picked up as a little man with a balding head walked up behind Ray - Captain Man. Jesus Christ. She wanted to kill this man. That was her whole goal! The only reason Sam was in this stupid town! "I can't believe it," she said after a moment of silence. Ray flashed her a grin, eyes bright behind the blue with gold at the top mask.

"Believe it, babe." He wrapped his strong arms around her, rubbing the swell of her stomach. The baby kicked at his hand in a way it never did with her. Sam could only assume that the parasite knew she didn't love it but could feel the love pouring out of its father. "I can't wait to meet her," he sighed. That was another thing; Sam had been pretending to go to checkups, bringing him fake sonograms, and even told him it was going to be a girl.

She didn't fucking know what it was going to be. Sam didn't care. As soon as she gave birth, she was done with it anyway. Wait, shit. The whole plan was to give birth, give the baby to Ray, and then do what she came there to do and kill Captain Man.

But Ray was Captain Man. That threw a wrench into her plan. She looked down at her stomach, rubbing at the spot it just kicked at and noticing how it immediately stilled in her womb. Sorry, baby, she thought. Guess you aren't going to have a mommy or a daddy.

Like the rest of Sam's life, things did not work out how she wanted. She ended up giving birth a week after finding out who Ray was, and not in a hospital bed, either. Oh no, the little parasite wanted out, and wanted out quick. She woke up in the bed of her sparse apartment from a sharp pain in her abdomen. Within ten minutes, her water had broken and she could feel the crown of the baby's head when she reached down between her legs to see what was happening.

She cried and screamed at the pain but managed to push the little shit out within another twenty minutes. She stared down at the little pink, bloody infant crying at the foot of her bed. She didn't touch it – oh, she didn't touch him, just watched him with a disgusted twist of her mouth. She left the baby on the bed while she cleaned herself up, hissing while wiping the blood and other fluids off of her legs and thighs.

Sam was done. She just wanted out of Swellview. She didn't care about killing Captain Man right now. She needed to regroup and heal a bit. Get back in shape. She turned her head to the crying baby boy still lying her bed and decided to clean him up a bit. She washed him down, and then gently patted him dry, and she noticed that just like when he was still inside of her, he stilled at her touch. She ran her fingers through the fine tuft of honey blonde hair at the top of her head and wondered if he was going to have Ray's blue eyes or her brown ones. "Let's go, parasite," she sighed, wrapping him up in a towel from the bathroom and getting herself dressed slowly. "I guess if there's one thing I can thank you for: thanks for being an easy pregnancy and birth. I appreciate it." The infant made a face, and Sam studied him.

She didn't feel anything. Isn't that what everyone always said? You would love your child instantly? Ray did. Ray loved him the moment Sam told him she was pregnant. Why couldn't she? She felt nothing when staring down at him. Her son. "I'm sorry, kid," she sighed. "I hope a good family finds you."

She ended up walking half a block down the road to the fire station, walked right up to one of the paramedics and shoved the baby into her arms. The woman's eyes were wide, and Sam said nothing. She turned on her heel and walked away.

The baby didn't even cry. She stopped and turned. The woman was still watching her. "I'd like to make one request; I want his name to be Henry."

"I – okay, yeah, I can pass that along for you," the woman said. Sam nodded and continued on her way back to the apartment to pack up and leave before Ray got wind of this. Henry was a good name, and it would make her daddy proud to know she named her son after him.

It was the only good thing she felt she could do for him.