For the next week, the house was completely quiet. Syn made no effort to speak to me and I didn't talk to him either. I didn't know what to say. I understood why he was upset, but to me, I was doing the right thing. To this day, I wished Lilith didn't have me. If she hadn't, so many people would be alive and I wouldn't have killed all those people at that school...

A kid by Syn and I was bound to be worse than the both of us and I couldn't risk that.

My phone rang beside me and I saw Cleo's contact and picked it up. "Hey," I said.

"I'm outside, are you ready?"

Am I ready? I thought once again. I wasn't but I had no choice. "Yeah, I'll be out in a minute." I grabbed my bag from the guest room I was staying in and rushed out of the door. I quickly went down the stairs but halted my steps when I saw Syn leaning against the front door completely dressed.

"So you were just going to go do it without telling me?"

I sighed and walked slowly towards him. "I didn't think you'd want to come."

He rolled his eyes and walked past me. "Tell Cleo to leave. I'll be taking you. We're going to my doctor." He disappeared into his home office and slammed the door, causing me to jump slightly. With a deep breath, I continued walking outside until I reached Cleo's car.

"Let's go mommy," she said. I gave her a 'really' look and she sighed. "I'm sorry. Are you ready?"

"No actually. Syn is taking me," I said.

"Yikes..." she said slowly. "Is he still upset?"

"Very," I said sadly.

She gave me a sympathetic smile and reached out for my hands through the window. "I support you, babe. I understand why you're doing it."

"You'd do the same?" I asked.

"Well...I'm not having a soulless devil demon baby," she teased.

I rolled my eyes and shook my head at her. "And if you were?"

"I can't answer that, baby. My answer won't make you feel better. Just go with your gut, okay?" She said sincerely.

"Okay."

She glanced behind me and I turned to see Syn walking out of the house. Cleo squeezed my hand once more and I took a deep breath. "Call me later, okay? I'll bring you ice cream and pizza," she said as she started her car.

"I will," I said softly.

"Love you!" She yelled as she drove away.

"Love you too," I said with a sigh.

Syn walked to his car and got into the driver's seat and I headed towards the car, shutting it behind me as I got in. The car started, and Syn pulled out of the driveway, not acknowledging my existence. The energy in the car was so tense that I almost suffocated in it. He focused on the road with one hand on the wheel and the other tapping on his leg. He didn't glance at me once.

"Put your seatbelt on," he muttered.

I did as he said, pained that he was being so cold with me and we returned to our silence as he drove. I hated that I was hurting him the way that I was, but this was the right thing to do.

A few minutes later Syn pulled into the parking lot of what looked like a clinic and we exited the car. He followed closely behind me as we stepped into the building and I tensed. I wondered what he was thinking. Probably about how much he hated me right now. "Adrian is a general medic of ours in Hell. He came here since the situation was so...dire." He shook his head. "If anyone will be able to do what you want to do, it's him."

"Okay." I was thankful for the small exchange of words between us, but he returned to his silence immediately after.

I walked toward the receptionist and she grinned up at me. "Hi!"

"Hi, we have an appointment with Dr. Wilson," Syn said.

She smiled at me and turned to her computer. "Patient last name?"

"Beverly."

She typed a few keys on her computer and looked back up at me. "I'll let him know you're here. For now, you can have a seat and I'll come to get you soon."

"Okay. Thank you." I said with a smile.

I turned to the waiting area and took a random seat. Syn sat down a few seats away from me and my heart ached. He looked around the room in boredom and I took my chance to look around as well.

We were the only ones in here besides a young girl and a couple in the room. On the walls, there were pictures of babies and infants and I shook my head softly. How are they going to have baby pictures at a place to get rid of babies? Was it to make people feel bad and not do it?

"Ms. Beverly?"

Syn and I moved our heads in the direction of the voice and saw the receptionist waving at us. "Dr. Wilson is ready for you."

I stood up hesitantly and walked past the woman. She held the door open for Syn and led us down a long corridor until we reached one room. A man around Syn's age with dark chestnut hair entered the room with a nod and tight smile. "You must be Queen." He held a hand out for me. "My name is Adrian."

"Nice to meet you."

Adrian smiled and looked behind me at Syn who was being rude as always and didn't greet him. "Well hello to you too."
In normal Syn fashion, he ignored his greeting and I gave the doctor an apologetic smile. "I'm used to this rude ass side of him," he whispered to me. I let out a small laugh, wondering how close they were before glancing at Syn whose eyes were shooting lasers at Adrian. "Okay well Queen, before Syn kills me...I'm going to do a quick ultrasound to see what's going on, and then we'll go from there."

"Okay," I whispered.

He led me to the hospital chair and I sat down and tried to avoid ripping the annoying paper on it. I laid back on the chair and looked up at the white ceiling. I never in a million years thought I'd be doing this.

Syn sat down on the chair beside me and crossed his arms as he continued to ignore my existence. "Lift your shirt for me, Queen," he said as he slipped gloves onto his hands. I did as instructed and he moved the ultrasound monitor closer to where I was.

A moment later he put a cold gel liquid on my stomach and spread it with some white wired item attached to the machine. If I had paid more attention in school I would've known what it was called but it is what it is.

She looked at the machine as she rubbed my stomach with the item. I glanced at Syn who seemed to be absorbed in looking at the sonogram as well and sighed. I couldn't look at it, I wanted to but it would just make things worse.

"Would you like to hear the heartbeat?" He asked.

"No."
"Yes."

My head snapped to Syn who replied 'yes' and I raised my brows in frustration. "You're doing what you want Queen, I'd like to at least hear it once."

I tore my eyes away from Syn and nodded at the man. He pressed a button on the machine and the room was filled with a steady but garbled heartbeat. I closed my eyes to try not to focus on the sound, but it was useless.

"Ummm..." he said. I opened my eyes to see him looking closer at the sonogram and I furrowed my brows.

"What?" I asked.

"There's something...there's something wrong," he said unsurely.

"What is it?" Syn asked.

"How far along are you, Queen?"

"Maybe a month or so? Not long at all. Why?" I asked. Wasn't she supposed to be the one to tell me that?

"According to this, you're close to twenty weeks but your pelvis...."

"That's not possible, I had my period a little over a month ago and I'm not showing at all."

"That's what makes this so strange..." he whispered. "The baby's features and parts are developed the way they're supposed to be at five months...but it doesn't seem to be growing."

"How-..." I said softly in confusion. I glanced at Syn who seemed unfazed as he looked at me.

"Supernatural babies develop faster, but I don't understand why it's not growing," he muttered. "Hmm, I can tell the gender weirdly enough," he said with a soft laugh as he glanced at the screen. "And that's only possible after 18 weeks, Ms. Beverly "

"Okay, " I said weakly. "Can we just get this over with?"

He nodded quickly and walked to a cabinet. He passed me a robe and I quickly changed into it in the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and shook my head. Disappointment wasn't even close to how I was feeling about myself. There was disgust, rage...hopelessness...doing this was going to hurt the person I loved the most in the world.

When I walked back into the room I saw that Syn was no longer there and I looked at Adrian. "He didn't want to be here for this part," he said. "It's best to do this part alone anyway."

He slipped on a new pair of gloves and I sat on the chair. He swiveled in the chair to face me and I tended as he went into his full on doctor mode. "The process is going to be painless for the most part, but there will be some warmth and discomfort for a few minutes. As the baby is part demon, I will need to use Hell fire to weaken the fetus before-" He paused and eyes my expression. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah." I shook my head. "That's just...a lot." I cleared my throat and my eyes landed on the image of the inside of my stomach on the machine. "Will umm...will the baby feel any of it?"

He gave me a small sympathetic smile before shaking his head softly. "No...the baby won't feel a thing."

"Okay." I nodded. Okay.

"Please lie back for me and place your feet here," he instructed. I did as he said and stared up at the ceiling as a stray tear fell down my cheek. "I'm going to insert this and we'll begin. If you feel any pain, let me know."

We hadn't even started and I felt pain immeasurable to any pain I had ever felt before. It just wasn't physical.

My heart hurt.

I felt the cool item between my legs and within a few moments, the sound of the baby's heartbeat filled the room once again. I closed my eyes, letting the garbled yet steady sound full my ears. Syn's face and what could have been floated through my mind and I held my breath in an attempt to stop my tears.

"Are you ready?"

A girl.

We would've had a baby girl if she didn't do it.

I sat in the waiting room as I waited for Queen to finish up. Staying with her in the room was originally the plan, but Adrian sensed I was against it and advised that I should wait outside.

I don't know why I asked for the gender. It was enough that I listened to the heartbeat but finding out it was a girl almost broke me. I thought about how excited my mother would've been, how freaked out my father would have acted, how Xavier would've taken care of her as if she was his own, and how James would've treated her like a little sister.

It was all too much. I almost wished that I had never known she was pregnant. My feelings for Queen were boundless, but this was going to be tough to get over.

I sat in the clinic and avoided looking at the baby pictures, and drowned out the noise of a crying baby in the background. 'Maybe I would've been a bad father' was the only thing I could say to myself to make me feel better, but I knew that wasn't true.

I heard the door open behind me and I turned around to see Queen. Her eyes were red and puffy and she looked shaken up. She wiped her face with her hands and came to my side.

I stood up and proceeded to walk to the car as unspoken words were passed between the two of us. Quickly getting into my side I shut the door behind me and ran my hand through my hair. I watched out of the corner of my eye as Queen got inside slowly and softly closed the door behind her. She sunk into her seat and I wanted to ask if she was okay but my words failed me.

I reached into her lap for her hand and grasped it. Our relationship would be tumultuous for a while but I'd always be there for her.

"I'm sorry," she whispered as tears rolled down her face.

"I know," I replied quietly. "We'll just figure out what happ-"

"I didn't do it," she said quickly.

"What?"

"I didn't get rid of the baby."