Jessica held her son in her arms. He looked just like his dad, a captain in the US Army, fighting in the 4th WW. Jessica’s husband had been in charge of the Thirty-Fourth Regiment. Jessica had been planning on telling her husband she was pregnant when he came home, but he was killed in battle. Suddenly, the door burst open and in marched a group of soldiers. They advanced towards Jessica. "Get away from me! " she yelled as she scrambled out of her chair and grabbed her husband’s two guns from the cabinet behind her. Two of the soldiers grabbed the guns from her and threw them away, and a third grabbed her son from her. “No! Give him back! NO!!” The soldiers ran out of the room slamming the door behind them. Jessica ran outside in enough time to see a car rushing down the street. She fell to the ground, sobbing. Two weeks later, Jessica would join the army. When asked why, she’d reply, while stroking the two pistols strapped to her side,“I am looking for my son, and I’m going to find him, no matter what.”