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I had a sense of Deja Vu as I sat at the cafe. Hadn't I done this before? Months before? Sitting here shaking my leg with a broken heart care of Frank Iero? Of course when it had happened the last time I hadn't been out-to-here pregnant and my date had been unknown. No this time I was sure of who I was meeting and I was sure that I was the only one that thought that I should be doing this. Tori had ended up spending the week with me instead of just the one night as originally planned. She claimed that it was to get a vacation from Ray who was an adoring and doting but sometimes over protective husband. However I managed to drag out of her that my mother had enlisted her help watching me since Mom had moved to Utah to help my grandmother who'd just had hip surgery and couldn't do it herself. When Tori had heard of today's meeting with Trace she'd all but blown up on me. "Are you nuts? Trace is the one that started this whole mess Holly! Besides he gives me a bad feeling." she's said but I'd disagreed and here I was waiting for him.

"Holly!" someone called and I looked up and saw Trace coming toward me. "Trace." I said with a wave. "I'm so glad you decided to call me." he said and wrapped me in a hug and kissed my cheek. I felt my face warm from where he'd kissed me as he sat down. "So how's the baby?" he asked. "The baby's good. The doctors monitored it the whole time I was in the hospital and it's doing good." I said. "What about Frank?" he asked. "Uh...we're not talking right now. I told him about what happened between us and he blew up." I replied. I though I saw a flash of something in his eyes before he quickly changed the subject. "So I am it taking that you don't know if it's a boy or girl yet right?" he asked. I nodded, "I wanted to be surprised." I replied. "I bet it's a boy." Trace said with a smile. "Frank wanted a girl."a nagging voice in the back of my mind said. I shoved it away violently. Why was I think about him now? "What about that friend of yours Terry? Is she doing good?" he asked. "It's Tori and things are going good for her too." I said. "Frank remembered Tori's name the first time he met her and he spent less time with her than Trace did." the voice said again. I willed it to shut up and continued to talk to Trace. "Oh, sorry but I'm glad she's good. Hey, can I touch...it?" he asked hesitantly pointing to my stomach. "Oh, yeah totally. At least you asked, most people just grab my belly and don't ask." I said with a laugh. Trace smiled and scooted him chair closer to me and laid a heavily inked hand on my belly. The baby, who had been moving like crazy a moment before, went completely still. "The baby moved when Frank touched your belly." the voice said once again and this time I listened. This baby wasn't Trace's. It was Frank's just like I'd known the entire time. For the life of me I couldn't figure out why I'd ever doubted that it couldn't be.

"Trace I have to go." I said abruptly and stood up, almost knocking my chair to floor. "What's wrong?" Trace asked. "I-I can't do this. I love Frank and I hurt him. I hurt him and I have to make it up to him. This is Frank's baby, I know it is, the baby knows it and he has to realize it too. I'm sorry...I have to go." I said and started for the door. "Holly wait!" Trace called as I walked outside. "What Trace? I have to go!" I said and he grabbed my arm. "Holly you can't leave! He doesn't really love you or the baby Holly. I do. I'll take care of both of you." he said. "But I don't love you Trace. I love Frank" I said and tried to pull away but he tightened his grip. "You're not going anywhere." he said. "Ow! Trace let go you're hurting me!" I said but he kept his grip on my upper arm. "I'm not going to let you leave Holly. You're not going to leave me like you did that night. You're never going to leave me again." he said and there was and explosion of pain and stars. It wasn't until he had thrown me into the back of his car that I was able to fully register that I'd been punched in the face. Once I had done so I let pain over take me and my mind slip into darkness one voice echoing in my mind, "He gives me a bad feeling".