"Hello," I greeted.
"Natasha? Is that you?"
"Yes." I breathed, still slightly distracted by the way Niklaus had walked off, hoping he'd come back. I really didn't need privacy for this conversation?
"Oh my, God." He nearly gasped, pulling me back into the conversation. "Are you alright?"
"Yes.. Yes I'm okay, Mike," I answer. "How're you doing?"
"I'm good, but this isn't about me!" Mike sounded worried and rather frantic. "Where are you? How are you? And the news... the articles... I've been trying to reach you but your phones switched off all the time.."
"I lost my phone," I tell him.
"Lost?"
"Yes," I sigh. "I'm in Chicago, and I'm alright."
"Chicago?" He asked, "So the news was... correct? Had you gotten kidnapped? And the... pregnancy?"
I sighed again. I didn't know what to d
