[b]Jessalyn - Railroad Tracks - Jack, Tom[/b]

Jess could hardly contain her excitement. Her baby was okay! He was okay!
"Thank you," she told the doctor with a large smile. "Thank you so much. You have no idea what this means to me." She wrapped her arms around her stomach, hugging it. She would need to start thinking of names. If it was a girl she was naming it 'Lynn' but if it was a boy...
Her smile faded for a moment. If it was a boy, she supposed she should name it after his father. But that was such a bad memory for her. Could she really endure naming her child after such a terrible time in her life?
Jack's question brought her back to the present. "By myself? Oh no, not at all. Lynn is my friend. She took me under her wing after... after I was left here," she said, nearly saying his name. She felt the familiar stab of pain in her chest.
Him...
She had thought he would help her, get her somewhere safe after the outbreak. But he had wanted to be paid for his help. Paid with sex. 
It hadn't been pleasant, since it had been her first time and obviously not his first time. It had been quick and impersonal. Then he had brought her here and left her with Lynn. She had never seen him again. It had been two months later that she had found out she was pregnant.
She glanced over at Tom and smiled faintly at the boy, her motherly instincts already kicking in. He seemed like a sweet boy. Hopefully Lynn wouldn't be too annoyed and would let him stay. After all, he wasn't a man. And he could help them. It would be good to have more people around, to form a group.
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[b]Lynn - Outside the Church - Floyd[/b]

Lynn heard the knock and jerked her head to the side, ready to shoot, but realized it was the guy from earlier. He came beside her and she was about to ask him what he thought about the raiders, if he wanted to try and take them out, when he started harping on her.
Her rage began to boil. "First of all, touch me again and you'll be using a straw for a mouth. Second, I have been taking care of her ever since that asshole dropped her off on me. It's not easy and I can't drag a pregnant woman around the city scavenging. And I don't need some backwoods redneck ass-wipe telling me off. I didn't 'put her off on you'. I wouldn't leave a dog in your care. You're free to leave whenever you wanted, which you obviously did."
She gritted her teeth and looked back towards the church. "I need to know who's in there," she told him, her effort to control her temper was obvious in her tone. "If it's who I think it is, I need to get Jess and get the hell out of here. I barely kept us out of his dirty hands last time, the sadistic bastard."
Lynn had a history with Tyler. One that she didn't want to repeat. Ever.