Gia watches the truck cautiously. She wasn't sure why Alex had so suddenly given up his hiding spot but she was getting a good feeling, not to mention Bailey was making such a fuss inside of her. The pain was getting stronger but she had to fight through it.

All Gia could do was just watch and see what happened next. She looked out the window, praying that everything would be alright. Sophie sounded alright, but she wanted her in her arms.

Gia looked up ahead. She had forgot to put her seatbelt on and she quickly reached for it, putting it on. She held onto the door of the car and looked terrified as to what was about to happen. She thought they were going to crash and die right there.

Gia is feeling overwhelmed by the contractions and she closes her eyes, breathing and trying to calm down from not freaking out. She turns her head to the side and stares out the window.

Gia looks at Scott. "What are you doing? Why are you locking the doors? I wanna get out!" She has a confused look on her face.

Gia's fist were clenched. She was pissed off at Scott and Alex and all she wanted to do was to go to the nearest hospital and have Bailey, hold Sophie, and cry her eyes out. She was feeling so hormonal she just wanted to scream. Instead of fighting she just looked to see what would happen.

Gia watches him as he walks towards them. What was he going to do? Was he going to try to kill them for what Gia had done? She sighed and sat up, looking past him at the truck. She knew that Sophie was there all alone.

Scott looks over at Alex as he walks closer to the car. For a decade almost these two had been best friends, touring the world together. But now, now Alex only wanted one thing, he wanted Scott dead, once and for all, and all for killing his dream of being the metal superstar Scott himself had become.

Alex grinned as he stared at the pair. His plan had worked perfectly. He had them exactly where he wanted them, and now scott was going to die at his hands at long last. He chuckled to himself as he stared through the windscreen. Pointing at Scott, he bellowed: "You. Get out here and die like a fucking man."

Scott didn't look over at Gia, merely lifting his hand to his mouth and kissing his own palm before gently pressing it against her stomach. He then pulls his arm away and climbs out of the door, locking them again as he closes his driver side. Suddenly not afraid, he holds his arms out.

"What? You got a problem man? Come on then. Kill me."

Scott stood there staring out Alex, as the much larger man stood yards from him, laughing and cracking his knuckles. "Someone got fuckin' brave," Alex taunted. "So are you gonna actually fight me and stand toe to toe rather than run like a little bitch again, huh?" He sneered and took a few steps closer. "Well come on then. Prove at last that you are a fucking man. Do something for your wife and you family. PROVE YOURSELF!" He stood there shaking his head slowly as he flexed his muscles and stretched his arms.

Scott breathed in, dropping his arms beside his sides and walking towards Alex slowly, his feet crunching on the gravel as he did so. Stopping a few yards away, he appears to hesitate, before taking one last deep breath and stepping right in front of his former band mate, who stood over a foot taller than him.

When Alex swung his fist, Scott didn't even bother to block the punch. He didn't flinch, he didn't duck, and he didn't even try to protect himself in any way from the crunching blow that caught him clean in the left side of his cheek. The force of the punch sent Scott spinning backwards, the gravel crunching again as the musician's face collided sickeningly with it. He put his hands on the ground, pushing himself up onto all fours and spitting a considerable amount of blood from his mouth onto the dusty ground.

As he pulled himself back to his feet weakly, Alex laughed, lunging forward and landing another punch straight in Scott's stomach, sending him back down bent double, blood still spilling from his mouth as he rolled in pain.