Please? After last night I'm hoping you won't freak on me and I'm a little afraid you might think I'm a freak or sick or something. I mean most people... would be. I wouldn't blame you if you..."It was my turn to silence her with my fingers. "You're babbling Sweets. Calm down and tell me what's wrong. I love you and I'm not going anywhere." I tried to put every ounce of love I held for her in my being into the look I gave her. Her eyes searched my face and found nothing but love for her. No. Quince and Simonds would split the proceeds of this final run of restricted drugs for the black market and then go their separate ways.Quince would get the lion's share of the takings, but what Simonds would get would set him up for life. He found the idea of having a different body very strange, but he realised the necessity for such an extreme disguise. It was based on a well-built male over fifteen years younger than Simonds.He found Quince in Michael Kingston's lab. His boss was going. "Susan put her arm around Terri and looked at me. "Terri should stay. I won't cry if Terri's here." I hope it's not because you don't want to cry in front of a little kid," Terri said."No, sweetie," Susan said, her fingers brushing Terri's equally blonde head. "It's because my Terri is part of my strength." She gave Terri a squeeze. Smiled. "Goes with the blonde hair, y'know."Terri smiled back. "Is it math again, Aunt Susan?" Yeah-huh, pTerri-dactyl." Thought it might be. Not much else. ”“It’s been bothering me all day. I think I tweaked it. Holding up this big gut in front doesn’t help any, either.” She grimaced. “OH!”“What?”“Spasm. Down low in back.”“We shouldn’t take any chances,” Eva said. “We should get you to the hospital.”“What if I’m not in labor?”“They’ll send you home. I went to the hospital three times before they admitted me.”“If I have more spasms and if they seem to be at all regular -- then we go to the hospital. Now, I’m going to try to get some sleep.”Janet.