[ WP ] DNA has been extracted from the Shroud of Turin and Jesus has been cloned . The host mother is 8 months pregnant with a healthy baby boy . The world is in an uproar ...

The mother sat on her bed, a private ward in a private hospital. She felt quite alone in that moment. 9 months ago she was homeless, poor, freezing from the cold... Some guys in suits offered her all the money she could dream of to be a surrogate mother, why not!? They chose her because she was stupid and desperate enough to say yes, she realised, and she supposed her name probably appealed to someone's sick sense of humour too. 
 
 Now she wishes she had said no. The baying crowds outside, thirsty for her blood. The pains in her stomach. The constant controversy and media debate around her and her son. And oh God, she thought would give birth, collect her cheque and go... But this was her son! As the feotus grew inside her, so did the sense of love, and care, she would never leave him to the men in suits. She thought of the one line in the Bible she could remember from Sunday school, and it sort of felt right.. `` Oh God, why have you forsaken me?'' 
 
 And then she noticed him. A tall, handsome man, wavy locks of hair, a warm smile. He wore a white that was so brilliant it seemed to shine, and unlike the clinical and sterile white of the hospital room, this white seemed to shine with warmth. She panicked for a moment. 
 
 `` Do n't be afraid. I'm not here to hurt you. I've been sent by God. I am Gabriel. Come with me Mary. Take my hand.'' 
 
 `` Where are we going?'' Mary stammered. 
 
 `` Jerusalem. When the world needs you most. You have to give birth Mary'' 
 
 Her head hurt from the confusion, but all she could think about was her son, how this... whatever it was... was an opportunity to keep her son away from those men. 
 
 `` Mary, you are Mary. The Mother of the Son of Man, the Mother of Jesus. You are her, and he is him.'' 
 
 I am her.. that Mary? She thought. And he is him? 
 
 `` It is time.. come with me Mary'' Gabriel said, his hand outstretched. And she followed him.
