Song: Hang on a little longer by Ruelle

Screams echo through the house, startling me awake. I have heard many screams in my life but this one scared the shit out of me. For one it was in my house and the other because I knew who it was. Meagan moved in about a month ago only because Sam had a business meeting. She is not due for another month and me out of the kindness of my heart offered her to live with us.

 I climb out of the bed, grabbing my silk rob throwing it on to cover myself. I run down the hallway and then back up the stairs to the other section of the house before entering her room. However Meagan is not in there. I hear another scream coming from the bathroom. I dash over to the door opening it up and she is on the floor with a pool of blood forming underneath her.

She looks up at me with this expression on her face and I know she is scared out of her mind. I know that this is not good. "Shit...what the fuck Meagan...we got to call the ambulance." I mean...I could do this...sure I can. Hell I help take people out of this world...but into this world is another whole story.

"Scarlett...it's happening...its coming now...I..." She grits her teeth before letting out another gut wrenching scream. "Scarlett...I can't do this...I can't." She pants between breathes as tears stream her face.

"Yes you can...you are going to do this. I will be right back." I run out of the room yelling for Atticus and waking up everyone that is sleeping in the house.

"What is going on?" Atticus rushes out of his room in just his boxers and a shirt...he also has a gun in his hand, not knowing what he was walking into. I don't blame him...hell in our line of work you have to always be on alert.

"The baby...the baby is coming. I need your help...call the doctor tell him to come immediately." I don't have time to talk to him...instead I rush back to the bathroom where she is. "I need you to get up. Come on the bed will be more comfortable." I try helping her up and every time I go to move her she screams out. "Ok...then...looks like we are doing this right here then." I squat down and get on my knees between her legs. Hell I don't even notice my robe opens up and the only thing I am wearing underneath is a pair of black lace panties...oh well.

"Scar...I'm scared." She starts crying harder as her face turns even a brighter red. She is trying to push the baby out but it's not working.I grab her knee and stare her down.

"Hey...look at me...we can do this. I am right here."

"But..." She screams right in my ear causing me to go deaf for a few seconds. I watch as her hand grabs the side of the tub and her knuckles turn white.

"You can do this...push...push with everything you have, you can do this." I try to coach her. I let her push and then she holds in her breath and pushes again.

"Scar...I can't I'm done...I can't. I think I'm dying." She falls back against the sink. I watch her body start to go limp like she wants to give up. I promised Mekhi that I would watch after her...and I be damned if she is going to give up.

 "The hell you can't...push dammit...get your sweet ass up and you fucking push." I yell at her. I don't mean to be pushy but when push comes to shove someone has to be the strong one. She glares at me and I know she wants to cuss me out but she takes in a deep breath and she gives it her all and suddenly I see the head come out. I have seen many things in my career but I have never seen the experience of one giving birth. "He is coming out...you got this...one more push...come on Meagan one more push and you will be done."

She grits her teeth and lets out another gut wrenching scream. I help pull the baby the rest of the way out. The head and shoulders was the hard part after that he just slips right through like it is nothing. But he is not crying.

She starts to panic. "What is wrong Scarlett...why is he not crying...shouldn't he be crying?"

I turn the baby on his side and dig my fingers in his mouth, getting out all the junk and then I tap his bottom and he lets out this soft cry. I cradle him in my arms, wiping away some of the blood from his face. I look up at Meagan and she looks exhausted. "Meagan...do you want to hold him?" I ask and of course she already has her arms out waiting on me to give him to her.

 I hand him over and then tie a knot in the cord. Atticus steps into the doorway with my bag. He hands it to me and I see the look on his face. We are so use to seeing death that seeing life is this unreal feeling. "Atticus can you get me a towel please?"

He nods and while he is getting the towel for the baby, I get out my scissors and snap the cord. I'm not really sure how to clean all this up, not wanting to do anything wrong. Luckily for me Dr. Stevens comes to the rescue. I move out of the way while he does everything else. "I think we should get up. Do you think you can stand or would you like some help?" He says calmly.

I look over at Atticus before she even thinks about getting up on her own I tell him to do it. "Atticus do you mind?"

Of course he doesn't say a word. He bends down and lifts her up to carry her back to her bed. The doctor follows them and then request to see the baby just to make sure that he is doing alright. I start cleaning up the bathroom. This is something that I am use to doing, blood that is and cleaning it up. Once I am done, I walk in the room to see her full of smiles holding her little bundle of joy.

She sees me and looks up at me giving me a soft smile. "Scarlett come here...look at him isn't he the cutest thing you have ever seen?"I walk over and sit beside her on the bed. He has a full head of hair...jet black. He has the cutest little pudgy nose and little dimples in his cheeks. She holds out his little hand for me to see. "Scarlett...thank you...thank you for knowing what to do. I thought I was going to lose him and thanks to you he is alive."

"What are sister's for right...you know I got your back." I reach over and touch his tiny hand. I have never seen anything so fragile. I fight back the tears and the feeling that creeps over my heart. I love that she has this little one to take care of but a part of me is sad because I will never get to experience that feeling of giving birth.

There was a light knock at the door and her parents walk in. I know that Atticus must have called them. They both rush over to her and I stand up to let them get closer. I know if Atticus called them...he also called Mekhi. I look down at my silk rope that is splattered with blood and the only thing I can think of to get away is to tell her that I should get cleaned up. "Will you be alright till I get back...I think I need to go get cleaned up. I will be back to help you ok."

"Sure...I should be fine my parents are here now to help."

I kiss her on the forehead and then lean over to kiss the baby on the head. Before exiting the room, Bethany reaches over to hug me. "Oh Scarlett...thank you for taking care of our girl," she cries happily in my arms.

 I hug her back and while doing so I glance up to see Draven giving me a look of approval but of course he keeps it to himself. We are still not really close. Of course we may never be close. I still blame him for what happened to my mother. I let go of her and excuse myself before the tears start to flow.

I go back to my room. I undress before I even get to the bathroom. I turn on the shower so that the water steams out, knowing that when I get in it will burn until my body gets over the initial sting. Before stepping in I look at myself in the long mirror on the back of the door. My hand traces over the scar that was left behind to remind me that I will never be able to have kids.

I usually never think about it but on a nights like tonight that night comes back to haunt me. I never imagined that a stranger would be so cruel. I know he meant to kill me and I would have died that night if Zane and Mekhi didn't come to my rescue. I stop fighting the tears and let them come silently. I don't even bother wiping them away as I step into the shower.

The hot boiling water attacks my body and in seconds my skin is beat red. I let out a cry, as so many emotions form around me and I let them. There is a light knock at the door and I cover my mouth to hold in the cry. "Scar...are you ok...can I get you anything?"

It takes me a second before calming my voice, "No Atticus...I'm fine...please wait for me in the living room."

"Yes...ma'am."

Once I think he is gone, I tighten up my fist and punch the wall only to cause my knuckles to turn redder. I lean back against the shower wall and slide to the floor letting it all out. I know I am supposed to be strong and I am but sometimes the feeling consume me and I can't hold it in any longer.

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Author's Note:

Well...how did you like the first chapter...be ready for lots of action...killing...and sex. If you like it please vote...comment...I would love you hear from you.