When the nurse called my name for the appointment, I started to grow nervous. Things had really hit the shit storm, I had no one now it was just the baby and I. I walked out on the man I had fallen for, mostly because my pride got in the way of things. I felt shattered and broken walking into the room to find out what my baby was going to be.

I knew I had fucked up bad, but I had made my bed and I would lie in it. This was just reality, there was no way things would just go back to how it had been, just no way. I was going to make sure my baby and I stayed way away from the violence, and gang war that their father was involved in. In a way it was a good thing I left. I had been so selfish, falling in love with Johnny, being blindsided by the love and lust I had for him, that I forgot the most important thing of all. Our baby.

What good could a biker gang, full of violence bring to a child. Yeah sure they would protect the VP, and his old lady, and baby, but at what cost? They would only show my child violence and destruction, and I wanted no part of that for the baby.

I climbed onto the bed and waited for my doctor to come in. I had grown accustomed to this room, I had spent many appointments in this one, all the memories of the past ultrasounds, and when I found out I was first pregnant all came to me in a rush. All those memories, involved Johnny. I'm not sure why, maybe it was the hormones or the room I was in, but I found myself crying. Really crying. This was the first time I cried since leaving him. When I threw everything into the Impala when I left the compound and all the way back to my apartment I cried. I even found myself going to my bedroom, and finding a shirt that Johnny had left by accident, and snuggled with it. It was still in my bed now even though his scent had long faded away from it, it was still his, and it made me realize what an idiot I was for leaving him.

When my doctor came into my room she found me crying on the bed.

"It can be a little scary, I know but you have nothing to worry about sweetheart," she said reassuringly. "Where's johnny?" She asked squeezing my hand softly.

"I-I, I broke up with him," I stammered.

"Oh I'm so sorry sweetheart! Did you want to reschedule the appointment, when you are feeling a little better?" She asked.

"No, no I want to know what the baby is so I can start thinking on names," I said wiping the tears from my eyes.

"OK. Now go ahead and lift your shirt up so I can put the gel on you," she said giving me a small smile. I did as she asked and gasped as the cool gel touched my skin. The doctor looked at me nervously, and I chuckled telling her it was just cold. She just nodded and preceded to put the ultrasound wand onto my stomach.

"Everything seems just fine, baby seems to look healthy, and right on schedule. Lets just zoom up on the baby's bottom to see what we have going on here," she said adjusting the wand to the lower half of my abdomen. I looked at the screen scanning to see if I could tell what the baby was, but I never could tell in ultrasounds.

"Well Avery," the doctor said zooming in to the lower part of my baby. "It looks like you're going to have a little--"

"Wait stop, stop, I don't want to know. I think I know what the baby is, but ugh I don't know. I have this gut feeling. You know what just tell me," I sighed nervously.

"Its a little--,"

"Wait no Jesus I'm not ready, I think I need Johnny here!" I said quickly.

"Sweety I have other patients I have to attend to, I can't wait for Johnny to get here to let you guys know," she shook her head exasperated.

"Can I call him at least?" I asked pleading her with my eyes.

"OK dear, but if he doesn't answer then I'll just inform you OK?"

"Deal." I grabbed my phone from my purse and dialed his number. It only rang once and he answered straight away, thank God.

"Hello?" He sounded so forlorn.

"Johnny," I paused not knowing what else to say.

"Avery are you OK? What's wrong? Is it the baby? Is the baby OK?" he grew more and more frantic by the minute. I couldn't help myself I began to cry, which made him even more frantic. "Jesus Christ Avery what's wrong where are you!"

"I'm so sorry Johnny! I was a fucking idiot," I cried through the phone.

"Where are you? I'll come get you? Where are you?"

"Johnny I'm at the doctors, I'm going to put you on speaker so you know what you're going to have," I said putting him on speaker.

"Jesus Christ Avery give a man a heart attack I thought you had a miscarriage!" He sighed heavily, relieved it wasn't that.

"As I was trying to tell Avery, you guys are going to have a little boy," I looked at the doctor then to the screen and back to her, "a boy?" I asked.

"A boy," she repeated. Tears rolled down my face as I contemplated what living with a little boy would be like. Johnny was yelling all through the clubhouse, at least I think he was yelling to everyone in the clubhouse, that he was going to have a little boy.

"I'll let you have a minute to yourself," my doctor said as she walked out the door but not before telling me to schedule my next appointment with the Secretary up front and that she'd see me soon.

"Avery I'm going to go there to see you OK," Johnny said after a while.

"Why don't you just meet me at the apartment I just want to go home. I'll be more comfortable and we can talk better there," I said.

"That sounds good I'll see you in a bit, bye darlin'."

"Bye," I hung up the phone and walked over to the front desk to make a new appointment. Once I was all scheduled I got into my car and drove to my apartment.

I walked up the stairs and got to my door, pausing because I could feel Johnny standing behind me. I turned around with a smile on my face, "boy you sure have good tim--."

The man in front of me was not Johnny, nor was it any guy from their club. Though I couldn't tell because he had a ski mask over his face. Before I could finish trying to open my door he grabbed onto me holding me in place while he gagged me with a sock, and bound my hands together with rope. Then he threw a black pillowcase over my head and took me down the stairs and stuck me in the backseat of some vehicle. Which sped off recklessly.

What in the actual fuck is going on? I thought to myself, and how the hell am I going to out of this shit?