*Luna*

"Hey, Luna," Enya spoke up, and all of us turned our attention back to the screen.

"Hey," I said, wiping my tears away with the sleeve of my hospital gown.

"My friend Haley just came by. She is a Tethered Soul."

"I know. I met her. She is Cassie's sister." I looked over at Cassie and smiled. "She is really sweet."

Cassie smiled back and nodded. "How is she? I haven't spoken to anyone in my family for a few weeks. I miss my wife, Rosa, and our children."

"Haley is doing okay," Enya said, gazing at Cassie. "I was going to say that Haley is in Luna's room right now. Dylan is standing guard outside his window while he keeps in eye out. She can make it seem as if Luna is asleep, rather than standing in a corner, facing the door. If guards were to walk past and see Luna like that, they'd call over a staff member. So Haley is showing an illusion of Luna for them."

Wow. Cool trick.

"Just a question," I asked, staring up at the screen. "Her power is showing illusions, right?"

"Yes. She can make anyone believe anything," Enya replied.

"She sure can," Cassie mumbled, scoffing. "One birthday she made me believe my favorite hockey player came to my house, and after making a fool of myself and saying silly jokes to him, it turned out it wasn't him."

Enya shook her head, giggling. "Nope."

"Who was it?" I asked, gazing at both Cassie and Enya.

"It was Dylan. This was before he was caught. He flew to Canada from Australia and pulled this trick with Haley. It was funny." Enya smiled at her memory.

"If Haley can do that, then she could give the illusion that Chase is walking into the building where I am, and it could be anyone in our alliance." I glanced at everyone as they gave me a strange look. "Just a suggestion."

"Well, I don't know how long Haley controls her illusions," Enya mentioned, adjusting herself in front of the screen.

"How long was the last time... with Dylan?" Liberty asked.

My gazed turned to her.

"Like thirty minutes. Maybe longer," Cassie said, pinching her lips into a straight line. "Dylan was very convincing, though."

"Then that's what we can do," I said, feeling hopeful about an idea forming in my mind. "Haley could come here with one of you and have them pose as Chase. Then "he" can request access to me. He can also take me out of here. They won't know anything. Right?"

"That could work," said Cyrus, a tiny grin playing on his lips. "I don't know him, personally, but I think I could pull it off."

"I mean, Haley can make people believe they are meeting the Prince of Wales," Enya said, snorting. "She is quite good with doing illusions. She likes to play around by doing a street performance back home."

"So, that's what all of you are thinking of doing?" Max asked, chuckling. "That's the best plan you've got?"

"If Haley is on board with it... yes," I said, feeling confident that could work. "We will extract Dylan and Sloan as well."

Max looked at me like I lost my mind. "Haven't you've escaped enough from being in a hospital? I mean, this next extraction could actually go south, and more people will be hurt or killed."

I gulped. "What's the alternative? Chase is messing with my mind. And I don't know what for. I just want to get out of here." I understood Max's concerns since my last hospital flee was horrifying, but now that I was pregnant, I should think more clearly about how to escape from here.

"I know," he said, gazing down.

Cyrus moved closer to the screen. "Luna, our original plan was for Gabriella to go in as a therapist. Chase has requested for one who specializes in helping amnesiac patients. That's her specialty, and we thought, maybe, we could have her ask for you to be brought to Rome. There wouldn't be as many guards or a heavily armed facility, but we'll all come together and help you get away then."

"But Dylan and Sloan shouldn't be left behind," I murmured, feeling very connected to two strangers I'd never met before. Or maybe I have, and Chase altered that. Oh God. The possibilities were endless concerning him.

"We will not do that," Cyrus said, taking a bite of his chocolate bar. "Sorry. I have a short break at work. But what I was suggesting is-" Before he could finish, I stopped him.

"That's all you're going to eat?"

He chuckled quietly.

"Actually, I prefer Chicken Manchurian for lunch, but I had only a few minutes to eat. My clinic is quite busy," he said, grinning with a sweet smile. "Would you like for me to continue?"

I blinked a few times, staring at his Milky Way bar. I so wanted to eat one now. I hadn't had one in who knows how long. "Yes. Please."

"So until we could contact you again..." I glanced at Amir as he listened to Cyrus' plan. I couldn't wait until he was sane again. I wanted to be us, to be us. I missed us. I turned my attention back to the screen. "Our plan was to extract the three of you one at a time, in different locations. We have Zan in China trying to extract some of our people there, and I have a few contacts who we call implants inside Brazil's facility. Once we have all our people out, we plan to bring everyone to Nigeria."

"Nigeria?"

"Yes," Cyrus said, sitting up straighter. "One of my colleagues is at the community that's a safe haven for our people, and it is secure there."

I turned back to Colin and the rest of the group. "Do you guys remember what the reverend said about Africa and it's not safe anymore? I remembered him mentioning how Chase knows about it."

That made everyone tense up quick. They clearly had forgotten about what the backstabber said.

"Luna has a point," said Cami. "I spoke to my cousin who's in charge of helping those who seek shelter. And she said suspicious people have been riding by posing as tourists. The community is shown to everyone on the outside as a regular community. Anyone on the inside is well-protected, but those people could work undercover for Chase. We don't know."

"Where will everyone go, then?" I asked, feeling concerned over our everyone's safety. "That's what I can't wrap my head around. We can't bring people to a community in Africa and find out later that it had been monitored by the hunters. Chase is probably waiting to make a move on them. I know what he has done all these years to tethered souls. I walked in on him in private chats to different people who worked for him. I remember now." I laid my hand over my stomach and sit back down. "Ibrahim is giving me the missing pieces of my life."

Amir hopped up and walked over to where I stood. He then lowered his frame and looked into my eyes. "You can sense their genders." I nodded.

A baby boy who was giving me back my identity, and a baby girl who disliked anyone who invaded her mommy's privacy. She kept the shield up when she sensed Chase or the others' presence around me. She was my protective baby girl. I couldn't sense their genders' during my shared dream with Amir before, but I could now. My babies gave me an insight of what they looked forward to in the future. It was a happy one.

"May I?" Amir asked, laying his hand over mine to feel them.

Tears filled his eyes as he let out a soft laugh. "What?" I said, smiling up at him.

"Do you remember when we saw each other last Christmas, and we rode down a vacant highway? You pulled over to hop out of the driver side of your car and opened the passenger side door, wrapping your arms around me," he said, recalling a lost memory.

I was speechless and unable to do anything as his hand stayed still on my belly. All I did was nod in reply.

"You also really loved my necklace I had made for you. It was your name. Luna," he said, his eyes wandering on my face. His smell was intoxicating and luxurious, causing my legs to feel weak.

"And when I asked you about what it meant, you said..."

"It mostly means 'moon'," Amir and I said in unison. Both of us had tears streaming down our faces. Not one sound was heard as everyone watched Amir's first memory resurfacing.

He withdrew his hand and held both of mine in his, then peered heavily into my eyes. "Our son wanted me to relive one of his mother's happiest memories. I felt his energy flowing through me, and that moment in time came to me. I remember very little. And I remember how my necklace and seeing me on that day made you feel."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." He let out a soft laugh, and hugged my chest, our faces an inch apart from each other. I wanted to lean in and kiss him, but I couldn't with everyone gazing our way, not to mention we also had an audience on the screen. He turned his head and straightened back up. "But that wasn't the only memory."

"What was the... the other one?" I asked, standing in front of him.

He gazed softly into my eyes and reached for my hand. "Our first meeting."

"November third. Last year. It was a beautiful moment between us," I whispered, feeling a tear sliding down my cheek.

Amir shook his head. "No. Not in November."

I turned my head and glanced around as everyone's eyes focused on us. "What do you mean? We met in November. It was fall, and the trees were just turning brown. I was gardening behind my house." I remember the day we met. It felt like it happened just yesterday.

"I'm talking about our meeting in Pakistan. It was in July 2012." Amir's eyes scattered around as I felt my chest began heaving frantically.

"What... what forgotten memory inside my mind flashed into yours?" I asked Amir, almost sobbing uncontrollably.

"We met shortly after Sam's death." My mouth opened up as I felt the little life inside my womb flood my mind with a memory that Chase took away from me. "You came out to Pakistan July eleventh to see where Sam died. Then you visited the morgue that his body lay in. He was still in the country because of his family. They hadn't figured out what to do about transferring his body."

Amir's breaths were shaky as he retold what had happened. "How could I have forgotten about that? It's coming back to me. In flashes and waves."

"What happened next?" Liberty asked, looking our way, her arm wrapped around Ahmed.

"I had Sarah with me," I said quietly. "After waking up the next morning, July twelfth, I ended up meeting Amir in my hotel lobby. He was sort of stalking me." I slightly laughed when he giggled a little.

"I believe it was because I got word that the deceased tourist's wife was there," he said, peering their way. Then he turned his eyes back to mine. "I don't know why you were called Sam's wife. You weren't married to him."

"That was the only way to retrieve access to his remains and any other information," I explained, my voice shuddering. Chase took that memory away. I couldn't believe it.

"I wanted to express my condolences. I can feel how hurt my past self was after not being able to revive the patient," Amir mentioned, still holding my gaze.

"You and I spoke about that," I mumbled under my breath. "That was then and after we met telepathically."

"What did you two do?" Liberty asked, so intrigued by our first meeting.

"I had Sarah in my arms, and Amir kept gazing down at her, calling her God's gift from the universe. So I asked if he wanted to hold her," I told everyone listened.

"Wow... that's nice. And awesome," Faisal remarked, smiling widely, along with Cami and the rest of the group. "You got to hold Sarah as a baby. That's something."

Amir nodded and smiled my way. "I did. And I think when Chase erased that memory from you was why I couldn't remember it ever happening."

"Why would he erase that memory if he didn't know about it?" Enya questioned from the TV.

I frowned and turned to face everyone. "Because he wanted me to forget about Sam. And he wasn't focused on what happened after he died, but he was trying to erase Sam altogether. He only added Sam into my head months later, because... because it was to stick me into a hospital. The first location was in Georgia. Then he did it at St. Matthew's. I remember now how he tested my blood. I showed up negative with my gene, but he could still mess with my head. That gave him what he had always wanted. Power."

Amir held my hands for a second longer, and then he walked to his seat behind us.

I wasn't sure what else to say or do, but all I did was smile down at my stomach and thank our son quietly for doing this for us. I felt his soul light up, sending shivers down my spine. He felt happy he could to do something special for his parents. Aluna opened my mind, so that I could tell her father that I love him. He smiled back and turned to his gaze to Max.

For the next several minutes, every eye was glued to the screen as Max explained the time span for my pregnancy. Each of them glanced my way, in shock, mouth's open, and then Max came up with a plan that sounded reasonable. Dylan connected back to Enya and informed him I needed to bring myself back into my room immediately. Julia Smith was on her way with a clipboard and two guards.

So I said my goodbyes and hugged each person. But before I left, I paced quickly toward Amir in his room after he went in there and laid my lips onto his. Whether he remembered us, I wanted him to have a kiss to remember. But when I turned away from him to go back into my room, I felt his hand reach for my wrist and turn me around. He pulled me close to his chest and kissed my lips as we were now back in my room, standing on the side of my bed, his hands cupping my cheeks. I couldn't look away. But then Haley cleared her throat, and he left, leaving me in a daze.

Did he remember our love just then? Our baby might the solution we'd been waiting for.