"No, please.." you said, so quietly Abby almost couldn't hear you. Your nose boldly, as you try to push Abby's hand away from your neck (she's holding a knife.). She's trying to kill you. your eyes were watery, your eight months pregnant, but the bump were hidden by a thick jackets. Ellie, your girlfriend, was trying to get to you, but couldn't, because of people from Abby's team were fighting her. "Abby.. please.." you said, as a sob escapes you. Your arms weakly tries to push her hand away. But before you could react, you felt a blade go through the thick jacket and into your stomach. It made you gasp in pain, and made you look down at the knife. And at that moment, Ellie bursts through the door, but she froze when she saw the knife, the blood dripping into the blade and floor.

Abby looked up at the sound of the door opening, she pulled the knife out, making you moan in pain, yoir hands immediately went to the slit, putting on pressure to the wound, to keep both you and your unborn daughter alive. Tears were streaming down your face, before you felt onto your knees, your hands still on the wound. "Fffuck..!" you cussed under your breath.

Ellie quickly unfroze, and immediately pointed her handgun at Abby. "Put you fucking hands up!" she yelled, out of anger.