Disclaimer: I do not own the Mercy Thompson series, Patricia Briggs does. Please don't sue, I'm broke enough as it is ;-;

Chapter 1

It was just a regular day for Mercy. She had gone to work at the shop, had practice at the dojo, stopped by to see Adam, and was now walking across the field to her own trailer. Sam's car was parked out front so he'd gotten home sometime after she'd gone to see Adam. She entered the trailer to see Sam sitting at the kitchen table, phone still in hand and off,the dial tone screeching at us both. He was completely spaced out and Mercy feared that he'd finally lost it.

"Sam?"

"She's coming." He whispered, breathlessly. His eyes stayed fixed on the wall across from him.

"Who's coming Sam?" Mercy asked gently.

"My daughter."

It took Samuel a few minutes to convince Mercy that he hadn't lost his mind and he did indeed have a daughter. Apparently, the girl from Texas hadn't gone through with the abortion.

"So she's coming here. Why?" It had been 16 years since the incident in Texas after all. Why would she send the kid here now?

"I don't know." Sam answered truthfully. Scary scenarios started playing through his head but he shook them off. He wasn't going to let silly suspicions ruin this opportunity. "She said she'd already scheduled an appointment with the hospital for a DNA test at noon tomorrow."

"She's coming that soon?" Mercy asked slightly surprised. Sure, Sam was bound to rush things but why would a sixteen year old girl push so urgently to see a father she'd never seen? Maybe... but something smelled fishy.

"She said it was urgent and that Amy was really looking forward to seeing me." The last words brought a smile to his face that Mercy had never seen before. He was happier than he'd been when they were dating. And in this situation that was dangerous. He wasn't thinking about all of the oddities of the situation, but then again, after all that had happened over the past two years maybe she was just being paranoid. Being constantly afraid of vampire attacks and bigoted organizations could do that to a person. He deserved to be happy.

"Do you have any idea where she's going to stay? There's not exactly a lot of room around here."

"Well actually…" The smile on his face troubled Mercy and she prepared for the worse. "I was hoping you'd let me add another room onto the trailer."

Okay, she hadn't been that prepared. "No."

"It's only one room and I'm paying for it."

"That is exactly why I won't let you do it." Mercy said defiantly.

"…."

"So how are you going to explain to Adam why I'm sleeping in your living room?"

A/N: Hey y'all. So it's kinda obvious that this was short, but I promise they'll get longer. I know I'm not that great at grammar too, so if you have anything that you feel inclined to point out feel free to do so ^^ And thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed it. Chapter 2 should be published soon.