AN: So here is the next chapter! Thanks to Gloo1997 for the review.

Have you ever had one of those dreams that were actually memories? The type where remembering makes it feel like your heart is being torn out of your body, again. Those were they type of dreams I was having.

It started with the day I had gone hiking in the woods all by myself. It was the day after my 17th birthday. I was hiking one of my favorite trails in Yellowstone. The trial worked its way through the woods to a small clearing with a creek. A wolf pack that I had come to absolutely adore usually had a den there. Not many people knew the trail even existed. It just looked like one of the many deer trials.

The day before, my birthday, had gone just like all the others had since I was 13. My dad, who had left my mom and me for a younger woman, hadn't called me. I never heard from him, at all. Not since he had left. I didn't even know where he lived. And like most birthdays, I fought not to get my hopes up that he would call. As mad as I was at him he was still my dad.

My mom had never been the same. When my dad had been around she glowed. She was naturally beautiful. After dad left she became practically obsessed with looking as young as possible. She had always been one of those spacey personalities, but it got worse.

It took a lot for her to remember my birthdays. But I didn't really blame her. She had been so in love, and he just left. No warning. Just up and gone.

All of this was storming in my head while I was hiking in my dream/memory thing. I wasn't paying attention and tripped, cutting myself on a rock as I landed.

My eyes blurred with tears as I looked at my leg. There was no way that I was going to be able to walk all the way back home on my own. And out here you got absolutely no cell phone reception.

I pulled off my tank top and used it to block some of the bleeding, leaving me in just my sports bra and gym shorts.

As I sat there bleeding and trying to figure out a way home I heard to different stets of footsteps headed my way. I vaguely acknowledged the fact that I could be letting a couple of crazy people know where I was, but that didn't stop me from calling out for help.

I heard them shout back as they quickened their pace.

Two guys showed at the corner of the trail giving me a worried look.

"Are you alrigh?" One of the guys with sandy blonde hair asked as he looked me over. His accent was from somewhere over in Europe.

"I fell and cut my leg. It's bleeding pretty bad." I said pulling away my now bloody shirt to show them.

The one with brown hair grimaced before kneeling down next to me and taking my shirt from my hands.

I watched as he tore it into strips a if it was nothing and tied it around my lega making a quick bandage.

"You're lucky we were close enough to hear you." He said as he studied his handiwork.

I groaned and nodded as he gave me an encouraging smile.

"I'm Luka, and that's Christian." He said motioning towards the sandy blonde.

"How far do you live from here?" Christian asked me.

"A couple hours walk. But there's a main road not to far from here. About a mile and a half. Right on the edge of the forest." I told them. "If I get cell phone reception I can call a ride to the hospital."

I watched as Christian gave Luka a pleading look and couldn't help but giggle. They were so cute together.

"What's so funny?" Luka asked me.

"You two. You make a really cute couple." I said with another giggle.

Luka frowned while Christian beamed.

"Aww aren't you sweet!" Christian smiled as he helped me to my feet.

"Are we that obvious?" Luka asked.

I quickly shook my head. "I just notice these things. Most people wouldn't be able to tell."

Luka laughed and carefully moved so I was inbetween him and Christian.

"I think we parked our car on this road you're talking about. We'll take you to the hospital while you contact your parents." Luka explained as they helped me to hobble on my way.

"Are you sure. You really don't have to take me to the hospital."

"Of course we do. Can't leave a young pup like you to wait all by yourself." Christian replied giving me a lopsided grin.

I couldn't help it. I grinned back at him.

"Oh now you've done it. Now he'll want to come check up on you and make sure you heal okay." Luka groaned, but despite his tone he had a smile on his face.

After a while they made it to the main road and into their car. As Luka and Christian drove her to the emergency room, I called my mom.

"Hey sugar!" My mom answered in an overly helpful voice.

"Hey mom. I'm headed to the hospital." I told her as I watched Christian make silly faces in the mirror to distract me from what he would call Luka's reckless driving. I giggled slightly at one particular face that caused Luka to stick his tongue out at us.

"Why? Is everything okay?" she asked me. I don't think what I was saying to her clicked entirely, and I thought I heard a man's voice in the background.

"I fell and cut my leg pretty badly. These two guys are giving me a ride."

"Guys? What do you mean guys?" My mom said starting to freak out.

"Relax mom. They're gay." I said quickly giving them an apolgetic look.

Luka just shrugged while Christian rolled his eyes.

"Oh okay then. Can I speak to one of them please."

"Sure."

I handed the phone to Christian since Luka was driving.

"Hello?" he asked.

"Hi, this is Brittany's mother Joan. Would you guys be able to drop her off at home after her visit is over? I'm not going to be home for a couple of hours." My mom said as if I had known Luka and Christian for forever.

Although it kind of felt that way I could still feel my face go red from embarrassment.

Christain gave me reassuring wink.

"Of course. Do you mind if we stay and keep her company till you get home?" He asked, acting slightly more feminine then he really was.

I heard my mom agree and hope off the phone with out even saying bye to me or a hope your okay. But then that was my spacey mom for you.

"Well pup, looks like your stuck with us." Christian smiled as he handed me back my phone.

"Pup?" I asked. They had called me that several times now.

Luka nodded. "Yep. Christian has officially decided you are part of the pack."

Christian's face quickly grew worried.

"You don't have to be if you don't want to hon." He quickly started to say.

"What does being part of the pack entail?" I asked. I really did like these guys.

"Oh you know, manicures, pedicures, shopping, movie nights…" Christian said growing excited. He was definetly the girl in the relationship.

"I don't know about the manicures or pedicures, but I think I can suffer through the shopping and I'm all for movie nights." Luka added.

"What about the museum or football games or any of that stuff?" I asked, liking the idea of their little pack.

"Pup once you're part of the pack, you're family. We do what everyone likes and have a good time doing it." Christian said. "If that's okay with you."

I smiled. "So you guys would be like part of my family?"

Luka nodded. "Yeah. Think of us as your personal big brothers that can also handle all the big sister parts too."

I smiled. "Sounds good to me."

Luka smiled. "Good to hear pup."

"Come on pup, time to wake up." Luka said gently shaking my shoulder.

"Where are we?" I asked as I slowly stretched and looked at the rest stop in front of us.

"One of the rest stops in Salt Lake City." He said as he watched cars pull in and out and people move around our car.

"We need to decide where to head next." He said before glancing at me. "But I think we can afford one night in a hotel so you can sleep in a real bed."

I smiled slightly. "Is he really that far behind us?" I asked hopefully.

Luka nodded. "As far as I can tell."

"So where were you thinking?" I asked him as I reached into the back seat to scratch Wyandot behind the ear.

"Either someplace really big and full of humans, or really small where everyone keeps an eye out for eachother." He said giving me that look.

"I say someplace really big." He said.

I nodded. "If you say so Luka."