Hey, sorry for not updating sooner. :P I would like to tell you that this is the last chapter of "Rachel Weaver".

But I will be doing a sequel called: "Holding On and Letting Go". It will follow season 2 with a few changes. =)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for original characters and idea's.

Chapter 18.

Rachel P.O.V.

"I can't believe we did that." I giggled as I snuggled closer to Ben. He grinned and kissed my forehead. We were both on our sides and facing each other. Last night, was the most amazing thing I have ever experienced in my life.

"I know. I thought I would wake up this morning to find it was a dream. But I'm thankful it's not." He told me, running his fingers up and down my bare side. I couldn't help but giggle as he did that, because it tickled.

"Me to." I whispered, leaning foreword to kiss him on the lips. I smirked when he rolled on top of me and started to kiss my neck, down to my shoulders, and even farther south.

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"I'm hungry. How about you?" I asked Ben as I got off the bed. He was already fully dressed, so I just slipped on my jeans and blue tank top. Ben nodded, but then winced right after.

"What's wrong?" I asked, frowning at his look of discomfort.

"Nothing. I'm fine." He tried to convince me with a small smile.

"You can't lie to me Benjamin. Now tell me what's wrong." I commanded softly as I walked over to him. He sighed in defeat and I resisted the urge to smirk.

"I've got a headache." He confessed.

"I've got some pain medicine in my bag. Be right back." I leaned up and kissed his cheek, then exited the room. I went down stairs and grabbed the pain pills out of my bag, then grabbed a water bottle to help him swallow them. I grabbed a glass cup that I found in one of the cupboards and poured some water into it.

BANG!

I jumped and spun on my heels. The front door was wide open, so I hesitantly stepped out of the kitchen.

"Ben? If this is a joke, I'm not laughing." I whispered loudly. I slowly walked to the door and closed it, then turned around.

I gasped as I came face to face with a skitter. It was an odd skitter, it's right eye was completely red.

I froze and felt the glass slip from my fingers, landing on the ground with a crash. The skitter tilted it's head as it stared at me, and I was to scared to move.

Slowly, it lifted it's hand and tried to touch me. I jolted back so fast that my back rammed into the wall and sent pain up my spine. The skitter retracted it's hand and just stared at me again.

"What do you want?" I whispered. The skitter reached out again, and before I could stop it, it's hand touched my forehead. My eyes widened as a mental picture of Ben with a harness on appeared in my head. I ripped it's hand away from me, bent down and grabbed one of the biggest shards of glass from the shattered glass cup.

"You can't have Ben!" I screamed, then pushed the sharp shard of glass deep into the skitters forehead. The skitter made a weird screeching noise, then went quiet seconds later. I pulled the sharp glass shard back and the skitter fell to the ground.

Some of the skitters blood had splatter across the front of my tank top, forcing me to shudder. I dropped the shard and it landed next to the skitter with a small clank.

"Ben?" I shouted as I stepped over the dead skitter. Within seconds Ben was running down the stairs and to me. His eyes widened when he saw the blood and skitter.

"Are you ok?" He asked, grabbing my shoulders and checking me for any injury's.

"I'm fine." I nodded.

Our heads snapped up at the familiar moan of a mech close by. Ben stepped over to one of the windows and peeked out.

"Oh shit! We have to go!" He exclaimed.

I peeked through the window myself and regretted it. Two mech's and at least eight skitters were approaching the house.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the skitters hand twitch on the floor. And then it came to it's senses. Getting up, the skitter lunged at me.

"Ugh!" I grunted as it knocked me backwards and crawled on top of me. I tried to get away, but it had a good grip on me.

"Get off her!" Ben ran at the skitter, crashing into it's side and knocking it away from me.

I backed up as Ben pinned the skitter down. He had grabbed a shard of glass and raised it up, ready to kill the skitter. He brought the shard down, plunged it into the skitters throat. The skitter lifted screeched and my eyes widened as the spikes on Ben's neck glowed bright blue.

"Ben!" I got up and ran to him. Ben got up and backed away from the skitter. Still screeching, the skitter got up and knocked me backwards with it's arm, sending me flying into the wall.

"Ahhh!" I screamed out in pain as I slide down the wall and back to the floor. That felt absolutely wonderful on my still healing cuts from the fight with David Rowe. Ben ran to me.

"Are you ok Rachel?" He panicked.

"My back is on fire, but other than that I'm fine." I gasped out. The skitter stared at us as Ben grabbed our backpacks. It didn't even try to stop us as we threw our backpacks over our shoulders and Ben picked me up bridal style and raced upstairs. I heard the front door being knocked open again and Ben carried me to the bedroom at the back of the house and quickly shut the door, locking it.

"What are we doing?" I asked, on the verge of hyperventilating.

"The others are already in the house. We don't have any other exit." Ben nodded to the window. I gulped but nodded. He set me down on a chair and tried to open the window, but it looked like it was rusted shut. After a few seconds of trying to open it, Ben became frustrated and kicked it out, glass shattering all over the floor.

"Come on." Ben grabbed me and set me on the windowsill.

"We can't just jump Ben!" I whispered frantically. He sighed and stuck his lower body out the window.

"It'll be fine. Trust me." He spoke softly. I nodded slowly.

"I trust you."

Ben smiled and before I could stop him, he pushed off the windowsill and dropped to the ground. I gasped as he landed perfectly on the ground. He looked up at me.

"Jump." He commanded gently. I gulped.

"Oh god Ben, I can't." I looked down fearfully.

"Yes, you can. I promise I'll catch you. Just trust me." He told me soothingly. I could hear banging on the door and knew it was only a matter of seconds before the skitters got in. I took a deep breathe and pushed off the window just as the door was thrown open.

I closed my eyes as I fell, scared that Ben wouldn't be able to get me. I was thankful though, when I felt myself land in his arms. I opened my eyes and Ben smiled at me. Somehow he had been able to catch me bridal style. He carefully put me down and grabbed my hand again.

"Let's get out of here." He said, and we started running for the woods. It hurt my back severely, but I knew he couldn't carry me anymore without us getting caught.

"Aghhh!" I screamed as a mech fired at us. Ben tightened his grip on my hand and ran faster, pulling me with him.

We made it into the woods and hide behind a huge oak tree. I stood with my back up against the tree, panting, while Ben peeked around it.

"Did they see…Mmph!" I gasped as a hand was forced over my mouth and an arm pulled me back and held me tightly to someone's chest. Ben snapped around to me, only to have a hand cover his mouth as well.

I started to panic and threw my head back, the back of my skull colliding with the front of someone else's. The person holding me gasped and let go of me. Ben did the same to his attacker and we prepared to put up a fight, only to share annoyed, angry glances.

"Hal! Jimmy! What in the hell are you guys doing here?" I whispered harshly as they rubbed their foreheads. Hal was the one who had grabbed Ben, and Jimmy had grabbed me.

"Trying to find you two! Captain weaver has search teams out looking everywhere to find you guys!" Jimmy whispered back just as harshly.

"What are YOU two doing out here?" Hal asked angrily. "What the hell were you guys thinking?"

"I was thinking I needed to get away from all the people who are scared of me and want me to leave camp!" Ben glared at Hal.

"And I go anywhere he goes." I added, grabbing Ben's hand and squeezing it. Hal's eyes softened and he sighed.

"Fine. I'll let it slide, for now. But when we get back, your both gonna have to deal with Captain Weaver." Hal told us.

"Who says we're going back right now?" Ben asked. Hal and Jimmy shared a shocked look and I sighed.

"Ben, maybe that's a good idea. We've been out here for almost a week, and we don't have enough supplies to stay out here. I would rather go back, than die out here." I told him, rubbing the back of his hand with my thumb. Ben looked at me and sighed.

"Your right. We're going back." Ben nodded. I smiled and kissed his cheek.

"Dai and Maggie are waiting with a truck a few miles back. We should start moving now." Hal informed us. We all nodded and stated to move ahead.

There was an explosion behind us, and I tightened my grip on Ben's hand. The mech's and skitters were getting to closer.

"Shit! Run!" Jimmy shouted. We wasted no time and ran as fast as we could. Ben and I followed Jimmy and Hal to the truck. Dai and Maggie's eyes widened when they saw Ben and I.

"You actually found them!" Dai asked unbelievingly.

"Yeah, and we've got mech's and skitters right behind us!" Jimmy told them, hopping over the back of the truck then reaching out to me. I took his hands and he helped pull me into the back, then Ben. Maggie got her gun ready as Dai started up the truck and Hal hopped into the passengers seat. The truck took off at top speed as the mech's and skitters appeared from the trees. Maggie and Jimmy shot all of the skitters that chased after the truck, and the mech's were to slow to keep up with us.

"Holy crap! Do you guys see that?" Jimmy pointed back at the two mech's. Our eyes widened as twelve to fourteen more mech's and a dozen skitters appeared from the trees as well.

I scooted closer to Ben and he held me to him tightly. Thankfully, we were able to get away from all the skitters and mech's, and they soon disappeared from our sight. I sighed and laid my head on Ben's shoulder.

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"Captain!" Hal shouted, getting out of the truck as we reached the camp. Ben hopped over the side and helped me down. I gulped as my dad turned away from the people he was talking to and his eyes widened when he saw us.

"Rachel? Rachel!" He ran over to me and lifted me off the ground in a hug. I squeezed him back. He set my feet back on the ground and I hid my face in his chest.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I missed you." I cried. He shushed me and ran his hand through my hair.

"I missed you too. We can talk about this inside." He kissed my forehead and lead my towards our "House". I looked back at Ben, only to see Hal and Matt hugging the crap out of him. Ben looked up at me and we shared a smile. He nodded for me to go, so I let my dad pull me along.

The second I was in the door, my mom practically tackled me through the wall. Shelly came running to me next, and we formed a huge group hug.

"Don't you ever do that to me again! Your grounded for forever!" My mom sobbed. I let out a laugh and squeezed them both tightly.

After I explained everything to my parents and they knew why Ben and I left, I was surprising let off with a warning. That shocked the hell out of me, but I guess they were just happy to have me back. Ben wasn't in trouble either, at least not with my dad. Hal will probably kick his ass. Hmm…

I was then taken to Anne since I was thrown backwards into a wall and in pain. Anne inspected my back and told me that one of the cuts on my back had re-opened and she had to patch me up again. Ben came to see me after he spent time with his brothers and we eventually fell asleep, my back pressed up against his chest.

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"Ben! Rachel! Wake up!"

I groaned and opened my eyes. Anne was standing next to the bed, panic across her face.

"What's going on?" I yawned.

"Skitters and Mech's coming our way! There are to many of them and we have to leave camp!" She explained, packing up medical supplies into bags.

"Shit! Ben, get up!" I threw the covers off myself and pulled away from Ben, getting off the bed. Ben mumbled something and pushed his face into the pillow. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"I said…..GET UP!" I exclaimed, setting my hands on his side and pushing him off the bed. He gasped as he landed on his ass, eyes shooting open.

"What? Who? Where?" He asked, looking around. I flicked his forehead and he got up and stretched.

"We have to go. Skitter and mech's are coming our way." Anne informed him. His eyes widened and he started to help Anne and I pack up supplies. Once we packed everything we could, Anne, Ben and I dragged the bags outside and loaded them up onto a bus the fighters had found when Ben and I were gone.

"Alright, I've got to go help the other wounded people with Lourdes. Go find your dad and brothers." Anne told us. We nodded and ran off.

Once we got to the house's, Ben pulled me into a quick kiss.

"I'll see you in a few." He told me. I nodded and we entered our separate house's.

"Mom?" I called, shutting the door behind me. Shelly appeared at the top of the stairs and ran down to me.

"Rachel, what's going on? Mom is packing everything up." Shelly asked me, confusion across her face.

"We're leaving Shelly. The bad aliens are coming." I told her.

"Rachel, catch!" Mom appeared at the top of the stairs with a couple duffle bags. I held out my arms and she dropped them down. I caught them and threw them over my shoulders.

"Put them in the van at the back of the house!" Mom instructed, then disappeared into another room. Shelly grabbed her little backpack I had found her and followed me out the door.

"What's gonna happen?" Shelly asked fearfully. I opened the trunk and tossed the bags in.

"We're going to leave camp. Find a safer place to stay." I told her calmly. Mom came up to us with more bags and I helped her jam them into the minivan. Shelly tossed her little backpack on top of the other bags and mom shut the trunk. A few of the bags were in the back seats, but still left enough room for two people to sit.

"Ok girls, most everything in the house is packed up. I can handle the rest of it, so why don't you go help the Mason's?" Mom suggested, pulling her hair back into a bun.

"Alrighty!" Shelly smiled, then took off for Ben's house. I chuckled and shared a look with mom, before running after her.

We ran into the house and found Hal and Ben gathering things from around the kitchen.

"Hello boys. Need some help?" I asked, ginning slightly when they jumped. Shelly giggled and Hal sent her an annoyed glance.

"I'm glad you showed up. We could use some help getting boxes down from upstairs. Up to the challenge?" Hal asked.

"But of course." I smirked. He chuckled and we all headed upstairs. Shelly made a beeline for Matt's room once she saw him, so I just left her alone and followed Hal and Ben to a spare room the house had.

Boxed were stacked up along the walls and the boys started taking some away. I grabbed two medium weight one's and we took them to the truck parked out front. We kept it up until all the boxed were gone.

As I passed Matt's room, I backtracked and did a double take. Matt and Shelly were wrestling around on the floor, trying to pin each other.

"What is going on in here?" I asked, hands on my hips. They froze and looked sheepishly up at me.

"Matt wont let me help carry the boxes!" Shelly accused, pointing at Matt.

"I told you that you can carry the two small ones, while I carry the two big ones!" Matt exclaimed.

"But that's not fair!" Shelly stomped her foot on the ground. Hal and Ben appeared at the door way and snickered.

"Yes, it is!"

"No!""Yes!"

"NO!"

"YES!"

"Alright, both of you calm down." I stepped forward and pulled them away from each other.

"But…."

"Hush. Shelly, you take one small box and one big box." I pointed to her. "And Matt, you take one small box and one big box." And I pointed at him.

"You can both go put them in the truck out front and then wait patiently outside on the stoop." I told them. They mumbled things under their breath, but did as I said.

"You're a lot like your dad." Ben smiled as the younger ones marched down the hallway.

"It's kind of creepy." Hal added with a smirk. I giggled and grabbed Ben's hand, pulling him from the room. Hal made sure everything was packed, and then followed behind us.

"Alright people! Let's move out! We don't have much time before those mech's and skitters arrive!" My dad shouted from across the street.

Everyone started rushing to the vehicles and the fighters got ready to fight. Ben, Matt and I said goodbye to Hal as he went with the fighters. Someone got into the truck and started it up.

"Rachel, time to go." Mom came up to us. "Ben and Matt are coming with us."

"Awesome!" Shelly and Matt exclaimed at the same time. I laughed as they raced to the minivan and hopped into the back seats. Mom, Ben and I followed after them and mom got into the drivers seat. After making sure Shelly and Matt were ready, Ben got into the passengers seat and I hopped up onto his lap. My mom smiled at us and started the car. Pulling away and following the convoy, mom, Shelly and I waved as we passed my dad. He waved back and then ran off with the fighters.

Looking back at the neighbor hood one last time, I sighed and leaned back into Ben. He kissed my neck and I smiled.

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2 weeks.

That's how long we've been on the move. My birthday had passed and I was now 15. There are a few people who've gotten food poison from food we thought was still ok to eat, and I was one of them. I've been sick to my stomach for almost the whole last week now, and get sick to my stomach at random times. Mom, dad and Ben are on my case about resting, but I keep telling them I'm ok to help out with something's, like school.

"What's 3 times 1?" I asked. Shelly and Matt were sitting Indian style in front of me and I've been making them do math problems for a while now, since they don't go to school anymore.

"3." They answered simultaneously.

"Good. What's 4 times 5?"

"20."

"2 times 4?"

"It's 8. Can we stop now?" Shelly whined.

"Alright, fine. But we're doing more tomorrow." I told them. They nodded and ran off to do something. I got up and looked around. People were scattered all around the place, and dad was discussing something with other fighters.

The convoy had stopped on the side of the road somewhere and my dad was trying to figure out where to go next.

"Boo!"

I jumped as arms wrapped around my waist from behind and I was lifted off the ground.

"God Ben! I almost pissed myself!" I scolded him as he set me back down. He chuckled and kissed the back of my neck. I giggled and turned around to face him.

"You just wait Benjamin Mason. I'm gonna get you one of these days." I threatened playfully, poking his chest.

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"What are we having tonight?" Mom asked as she sat next to me in the trunk of the minivan. I had popped the trunk opened and was sitting in it, eating.

"Soup in a can." I said, holding on out to her. She took it and opened it. I handed her a plastic spoon, then started to eat mine again.

"Yum." She said sarcastically. I laughed and we clanked our cans together like you would with wine glasses during a toast.

"When do you think we'll be moving again?" I asked as we ate, watching some kids run around playing tag.

"Depends on when your dad and the scouts can find a safe place to make camp." Mom shrugged.

I hope they find a place soon. People are starting to get very impatient." I sighed. Mom pulled me into a side hug.

"Don't worry, your dad will figure something out." She told me encouragingly.

Suddenly, I got that feeling in my stomach. I quickly pulled away from my mom and hopped out of the trunk. I ran as fast as I could to the nearest bush, where I proceeded to vomit up all the contents of my stomach.

"Shit, that's nasty." I groaned as I wiped my mouth on the back of my sleeve. Mom rushed over to me and gently pulled me by my arms.

"That's it. You are going to see Anne now. We all tried to tell you that you weren't well enough to be up and about constantly." Mom sighed as she walked me to the medical bus. She nudged me up the stairs and Anne turned to us.

"Hello lady's. What can I do for you?" Anne asked with a smile.

"Rachel here got sick again. Can she stay here and rest for a while?" My mom asked.

"But of course. You can lay down right here." Anne patted one of the cots. I crawled up onto it without a word and laid down. Mom kissed my forehead, then left to go check on Shelly.

"Your still getting sick Rachel?" Anne asked, pulling up a stool and sitting next to the cot.

"Yeah. I'm so tired of it. I wish I would just get over this stupid food poisoning already!" I huffed.

"Actually Rachel, I don't think you have food poisoning."

"What?""If you had food poisoning like the others, you wouldn't be able to walk around like you were. You don't have the side affects of food poisoning." She told me.

"So I might have the flu or some other sickness? Great." I said sarcastically.

"I don't think it's the flu either." She looked like she was thinking really hard.

"Then what is wrong with me?" I asked desperately.

Anne stared at me for a second, then got this look on her face like an idea popped into her mind. She leaned closer to me and whispered something to me. My eyes widened and I shook my head.

"No way! That can't be!" I exclaimed fearfully. She got up and walked over to a box. Pulling an item out of the box, she turned back to me and held it out for me to take.

"We have to be sure." She told me. I gulped and sat up. With shaky hands, I took the item from her and knew that I had lost a lot of color in my face.

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What am I going to do?

How could I be so stupid to not have realized this sooner?

I felt like I was going to pass out as I walked up to Ben. He was laughing with Hal about something, and smiled when he saw me.

"Hey Rae. Feeling any better?" He asked, putting an arm around my shoulder. I forced a smile.

"Yeah. Hey, could I talk to you in private for a minute?" I glanced at Hal, who raised his eyebrow.

"Sure." Ben said. "I'll be back Hal."

I took Ben to an empty area off the road and shakily unwrapped his arm from around me.

"Hey, what's wrong Rachel?" Ben asked, concern in his voice.

"I have to tell you something." I felt my eyes water.

"Anything." Ben nodded encouragingly.

"Your going to hate me." I whispered, feeling the tears start to fall. He grabbed my face and wiped them away with his thumbs.

"Rachel Weaver. I could never and will never hate you, no matter what." He told me sincerely, looking into my eyes.

I nodded and prepared myself. Taking a deep breath and holding back even more tears, I let it out.

"I'm Pregnant."

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End Scene! Your probably like :O "The hell?"