As we go to sleep that night Michael can not fall asleep as I can't either I just keep tossing and turning, for the first time in a long time I feel slight fear but not for my life for my babies life, I don't want anything to happen to this baby. I roll over and look at Michael, "I'm going to get a glass of water I'll be right back." I get up and head downstairs as Michael hasn't left my side all day but I'm just going downstairs, I walk over to the kitchen and grab a glass noticing it is starting to thunderstorm I watch the lightning from the kitchen window when I hear something coming from the front door I head towards it just thinking it's Michael, "Babe what are you doing?!" Before I can even finish the sentence I realize it isn't the love of my life it's Seth holding a gun and it's po

