(Flashback) Almost seven years ago
Fourteen long, painful hours of labor and the baby Cassie carried for nine months was in her arms at last. Everything was taken care of, she was wheeled into a private room, urged to sleep after such a long delivery, and left alone (well, mostly left alone, her father at least, had left). Really, she should sleep. She was exhausted. But she also had an adrenaline rush from hell.

Mostly, though, she didn't want to let go of her son.

It was funny, Cassie thought Scotty would look like Nate but she saw more of herself in him. Of course it was obvious who his father was, given away by the features of his tiny face, not to mention his dark skin and hair.

"Hey baby." She said softly.

Please don't let Kang show up now. Please God, please.