Gabriel and I gathered our clothing and put them on before we walked into the house. There really was no point in hopping into my bedroom and try to be inconspicuous because all of the pack was here and inside my house. I was right when we walked into the front door.

"Finally," my mother yelled. She came up and gave me a hug. "I'm so glad that you are back to yourself. I was so worried about you."

"Thanks, mom," I groaned. She finally let me go. I noticed a quizzical look on her face, but I just ignored it as the next batch of people came up to me.

"We're so glad that you are back," Jenny stated as she gave me a hug. I was hugged by all the members of the pack, even Lucian, which I found extremely odd. Then the five came back.

"Viv," they yelled as they all tackled me to the ground.

"Ow," I cried as I landed wrong on my wrist. I wasn't prepared for them at all.

"Get off," Gabriel demanded. They were soon off of me and Gabriel was standing over me. "Are you alright, Vivian?"

"I'll be fine," I stated as I tried to stand up with using one arm. It didn't work out well, so Gabriel helped me up. "I just need some ice. I walked to the kitchen and got out some ice for me to put in a bag.

"So you haven't mated yet, I see," Persia stated as she entered the kitchen. I stared at her for a minute before I nodded. I didn't expect her to follow me. "Why haven't you?"

"I'm not ready for pups," I replied, knowing that I wouldn't be able to hide the information from her.

"And why not," Persia questioned as she sat down on the dining room chair and crossed her arms. I knew that this conversation would take a while. I sat down next to her.

"It's hard for me to accept it because you've seen how distant I've been from the pups that may have come into the pack. I can't see myself as a mother, no matter what my position in the pack is. I know that Gabriel's ready to wait until I'm ready, but what if I'm never ready. Does that mean that I'm going to deny him the right to have sex even though I love him? That's the reason I stopped him in the first place is because of the thought of pups. I just can't deal with that right now, especially after what I've been through, even if it was my fault in the first place."

"I always knew that you were going to be complicated from the moment that you were born and were held in my arms before I passed you to your mother," she sighed. "Your mother thought about the same thing too. She didn't really think about having pups until she found out that she was having you. She never truly accepted it though until you were in her arms. That's when her love truly kicked in, even if there were some during the pregnancy also."

"What if I'm like that, Persia," I questioned. "I don't want to be like my mother, even if I accidentally have a pup. She never accepted me until then, and I'm not ready to accept one now. What will happen if it does come up, and I do get pregnant with a pup? Will I disappoint Gabriel when I'm not all the excited about having a pup at sixteen? Will my mother shun me for thoughts of actually getting rid of it? Gabriel would be delighted to have a pup, especially now, but I'm just not ready for it."

"You're that worried, huh," she questioned. I nodded. "I have a solution for your problems then."

"What is it," I questioned.

"Come with me," she stated as she got up. I followed her and she led me towards my car.

"Where are we going," I questioned.

"We are going to my house," she replied as she got in. I got into the driver's side, and we were soon off towards her house. We didn't talk on the way, for which I was grateful for. My cell phone went off in my pocket soon. I picked it up.

"Hello," I greeted.

"Where are you," Gabriel asked. I could hear the panic in his voice, but I could tell he was trying to hide it.

"I'm with Persia," I answered. "She wanted to go on an errand. I'm sorry that I worried you. I should have informed you before we left."

"It's okay, Viv," he sighed. I could tell that he was better now that he knew who I was with and where I was. "How long are you going to be?"

"I don't know how long," I said truthfully. "She just told me where we were going."

"Where are you going then," he questioned.

"We're going to her place," I replied.

"Is it about your wrist," he asked, slightly panicked, yet controlled.

"No, Gabe," I replied not really knowing. We were soon at her house. "I have to go. We're here."

"I'll be waiting," he stated. Then he hung up. We got out and walked into her house. She went over to her potions and picked out a bottle.

"What is that," I questioned with disgusted as I beheld it with my eyes. It was some kind of black gunk.

"Birth control," Persia replied.