They spent all day, everyday siting in the confined hospital room where Meg rested.

Alex was destraught; crying all night, talking to Meg. He would talk in his sleep about how some kid would never forgive him if Meg died. Since when did Alex care about some other kid?

We stayed at the dingy hotel room for two months, and the day of Meg's release from hospital I found out something that completely remodelled our (well more my) plans.

"Rose, there is something that you need to know before we go to the next safehouse"' Alex said as he helped Meg get into the car, crutches and all. "Meg won't be coming with us."

"Why not?" I replied suspiciously.

"Because, um how am I going to put this? Babe, do you want to explain?"

"Alright but I won't always be doing the talking. Rose I'm going to be a mum. Get the picture?Good now let's go." Meg was welling up with tears at the thought of having a baby.

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"Come on babe, time to go inside." Alex said as he grabbed her crutches from the backseat.

"I don't need them." Meg replied softly.

"Are you sure? I mean your leg is out of a cast, but it's weak."

"I'm fine."

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Alex's POV

I was always amazed at how independent meg was but sometimes, just sometimes she was a little thick. (A/n if she reads this Alex is going to be DEAD)

I mean just recovering from broken limbs and internal bleeding = me being a 'hero' and carrying her inside. She should have seen this coming.

So there I was, carrying Meg to our house. She protested by squealing, kicking and punching me. When we got to the door meg reached into her pocket and pulled out a key. She then unlocked the door.

The kid just sat in the car, probably assuming that we wouldn't be long.

"Rose! Come on we might be a while and you are too much of a target sitting in the car by yourself." I yell across the lawn.

She solemnly opens the car door and I see her in proper sunlight for the first time in a few months. She looked terrible. Her skin was dull, her hair had lost its gloss and shine and  the bags under her eyes implied that she hadn't been getting much sleep.

"She's been through a lot hasn't she?" Meg asked seeing me looking at Rose.

"Probably more than we'll ever know." I replied.

"She'll recover, they always do."

"Don't be so certain. It's not like you forget you best friend. Who was your best friend when you were 14?"

"Bianca Richmond."

"See you don't just forget your best friend."

"I know you're talking about me." Rose interrupted. Meg and I fell silent, not knowing what to say or do.

"Meg?" Rose said in a small voice.

"Yes sweety."

"You aren't just leaving me with Alex are you?"

"Um... darling I just can't stay with you. I will start to get sick, and i won't be a field agent anymore."

"No no no no." Rose sobbed into Meg's neck, hugging her. I was stunned by this sudden emotion. Meg responded by rubbing her back and whisperingn comforting words to her

Yes, Meg is definitely going to be a good mum.