[b]Jessalyn - Haywood - Daniel, Emma, Abram[/b]

Jess looked from one man to the other. Relief rushed through her and she felt weak on the knees. She staggered a bit and had to hold on to Abram to keep from falling down. She was suddenly so very drained... it had been a long and emotionally charged day.
But she couldn't rest now, not with Floyd still out there.

"What if he thinks I left him Abram? What if he thinks I abandoned him?" she asked, her voice quivering with fear and tears. "I can't bear to think of him out there thinking that I would just leave him behind."

Strangely the thought of him being dead never occured to her. She had that much faith and confidence in him. He couldn't die. He was Floyd. He was [i]her Floyd[/i]. And she was his Jess.

A dull pain began to spread in her lower back and abdomen. She pressed a hand to her stomach and groaned in pain. Too much stress. Too many emotions. So close to her due date.
"I've only got about a month," she said to no one, yet to everyone. "I wanted Floyd to be here for the birth, for him to see my child as his own, to give him the family he deserves."

Looking up she saw Emma and reached for her. She looked at Daniel and Abram. "Thank you... for your understanding, patience and your willingness to help. It proves that there are still good men in this world," she looked at Emma. "Could you please show me a quiet place where I can rest? I am... very tired suddenly..."