completely. Peeling his own clothes from his body, my eyes drank in the sheer beauty of the man.

Climbing onto the cot and positioning over me, he continued to kiss my stomach. With his tongue trailing up my torso, he stopped and lightly kissed the birthmark between my breasts. Looking down at him, he gave me a teasing glance as he moved slightly to the right.

Licking and kissing every curve and contour of my body, he finally made his way back up to my lips. Passion and lust intermingled as we gave into our desires. Our bodies moved together, gently and lovingly.

Afterwards, holding one another and basking in the glow of blissful satisfaction, I could have sworn I felt the baby smile in approval.

* * *

Watching Keanu get dressed, I struggled to keep my eyes from welling with tears. Now that I’d had a taste of the outside world again, I felt like a little kid that had just dropped their ice cream cone in the dirt.

“Cassia, I have to go. They’ll already be suspicious.” His soft brown eyes pleaded with me as he tucked his shirt into his pants.

“I know. I’m sorry.” I averted my eyes to the floor.

Sighing, he moved to the cot where I was sitting and knelt on the floor beside me.

“Don’t be sorry for anything. You’ve done nothing wrong.” He rubbed my hand as he spoke. “All this…bullshit, you don’t deserve this.” Anger tinged his voice as he stood again.

Running his fingers through his hair, he paused for moment. Sighing, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. Walking briskly towards me, he took my hand and placed it firmly into my palm.

Lifting my chin and kissing me, he turned and moved to the door. Knocking for the guard to let him out, he gave me one last cryptic look.

After he’d gone, I looked down at the note in my hand. Fear swelled inside me as I unfolded it.

Was it a good-bye letter? Had he come to see me one last time? To say good-bye to the baby?

I couldn’t bear to read it.

The note crinkled as I unfolded it, holding my breath, I began reading.

Cassia, flush this as soon as you’re done reading it!

Follow this note to the letter…

Before I could read any further, my ears suddenly twitched as I heard the sound of voices just outside the door. I realized that someone was coming in. Unzipping my jumpsuit and stuffing the note down the front, I prayed it wasn’t Meyers.

He hadn’t bothered me since they had discovered I was pregnant, but I had a sneaky feeling that he wasn’t finished with me yet. The white door swung open just as I had zipped up the front of my jumpsuit.

“Agent Evans.” I said, relieved to see the older man.

“Miss Tiponi.” He eyed the cell suspiciously. “I need to take you down to the lab for more testing.”

A hard, cold sensation settled over me with the thought of more tests. I never knew what the hell they were going to do to me next.

“Um, what kind of tests?” I asked, trying to sound pleasant. He sighed as he appeared to contemplate whether or not to tell me.

“Ultrasound.” He finally surrendered, looking uncomfortable.

“Oh.” A streak of fear shot through me as I realized I’d have to remove my jumpsuit for that.

The note!

“Could I…have a moment before we go?” I stalled, my eyes darting around the small room as I tried to figure out where I was going to hide this thing stuffed between my breasts.

Wary, he frowned. “Why?”

Giving him a shy glance, I responded bluntly. “I…have to pee.” I almost giggled at the varying shades of pink he turned.

“Oh, um, yes, I’ll be back for you in minute or rather, knock when you’re ready.”

As soon as he stepped outside the door, I retrieved the letter from inside my suit and searched for a hiding place. Falling to my knees and running my hands behind the toilet, I realized it was too damp and would damage the note. The sink had the same issue. The cot was the only other thing in the room so I rushed over and felt underneath. Relief swept over me as I felt rows of metallic coils. After stuffing the note tightly between a coil and the guts of the mattress, I stood and walked to the door.

Knocking on the door, I looked back to the cot, praying that the note would still be there when I returned.

* * *

“You shouldn’t have let her urinate, Agent Evans, she needs to have a full bladder to perform the ultrasound properly.” The lab technician scolded the elder agent as he prepped me for the procedure.

I didn’t, dumbass. I fought the urge to roll my eyes at the arrogant attendant.

“Sorry.” Agent Evans mumbled as he tossed an annoyed glare at the lab technician.

Letting out an exaggerated sigh, the lab technician pushed up my gown, and holding a little plastic bottle, squirted some cold, clear jelly onto my bare stomach.

When I arrived, they had me change out of my jumpsuit and into a hospital gown.

Thank god I hid the note! I thought to myself earlier as I disrobed in the washroom outside of the lab. The very washroom where I’d wandered away and tried to escape a few weeks previous.

Placing an elongated wand on my stomach, over the location of my uterus, the lab tech slid the apparatus around with no obvious pattern.

Both men watched a monitor turned just out of my line of vision. I knew it had been moved so I couldn’t see—which really pissed me off.

I wanted to see her. I wanted to see her tiny hands and feet. Her heartbeat.

Watching the monitor, the two men’s faces were steady and concentrated. I couldn’t read anything beyond vague interest. There was the occasional mumble and odd pointing of fingers when they’d notice something on the screen, but other than that, I was bored.

Closing my eyes, I settled back and just enjoyed being somewhere other than my cell. It was rather relaxing laying there on the table. I felt myself nod off slightly. Pregnancy, combined with an illness, had definitely taken a toll on me.

Just as I drifted off, I was awakened by Agent Evans’ gasp.

“What?! What is it?! Is my baby okay?!” Panic swept through my body as I sat up on the examining table and clutched my stomach.

“It’s nothing. Lie back.” The lab technician pushed me down forcefully by the shoulder. I caught a subtle unspoken exchange between the two men as they looked seriously at one another.

Nothing my ass!

Anger and fear enveloped me as tears began flowing from my eyes.

How dare they keep anything wrong from me!

Shaking, worry for my baby’s well-being overwhelmed me. What if something was wrong? What if this deformed DNA of mine was a genetic death sentence for my baby?

I didn’t know if my mind could handle this. I was already on the verge of a breakdown from all the other atrocities I’d experienced over the last few months of my life. I couldn’t deal with the loss or malformation of my baby as well. She was the only person I could trust in this new and unstable world.

I could hear a lot of mumbled exchanges between the two men. Quieting myself, I strained my ears to decipher anything I could.

“Eighteen weeks?” Agent Evans asked with a hushed voice and the lab technician nodded in reply.

Eighteen weeks!

I was further along than I thought. That still didn’t confirm who the father was though; I’d been raped by Meyers only about a week after I had sex with Keanu.

Depressed that I couldn’t see the image of my baby and that I didn’t have confirmation of who her daddy was, I closed my eyes and blocked out the world.

Besides, I had a lot more important things to think about—like how I was going to get us out of here.

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