Nancy offers a small smile, tears still spilling down her swollen face.

"I'm sorry," she tells Eames softly, moving so that he can slide into the bed with her. If Bill saw them, they'd both be dead.

"I love him- even when it's wrong. I can't help it. And all my life, I know it'll be true. I don't want anyone but him. I'm so sorry." She was a disappointment. and now she didn't know what she'd do when she was released. Go back home with her tail between her legs, without another word about leaving or babies or anything.

Her hand is still on her stomach.