As soon as she opened her eyes, a wave of nausea hit her, and she stumbled out of the bed, running to the bathroom. She barely managed to get out there, before her legs gave in under her, and she feel to her knees, throwing up loudly.

She sat there for 5... 10... Maybe more, minutes afterwards, just to make sure she wasn't going to puke again. It was a strange feeling - She wasn't feeling sick anymore, it was like it had just come and gone. Taking a straw of blonder hair, and inspecting it closely, Erica let out a loud groan.

Of course she hadn't missed her hair, which had been floating around her head, but what she was gonna miss was school.

There was no way in hell she'd go to school like this. It would do nothing but remind the other students of how weak she really was, or how weak she had been - Before she got the bite. She hated to even think of that time, her life had been a living hell.

Sitting back against the wall with a groan, she thanked God that her parents weren't at home. She sat for a while, before getting up to undress and shower. She let the water warm her body for nearly half an hour, and washed her hair throughly at least three times, before finally stepping out, and wrapping a big, white, fluffy towel around her body. She also grabbed one for her hair, and went back to her room.

A knock on the door took her by surprise, and she crept over to the window to inspect the unexpected visitor. She caught a glince of light brown curls, before the boy turned his head and looked her straight in the eyes, worry painted across his face. It quickly turned into a smile, as the blonde girl sighed, and turned away. She took the stairs a couple steps at the time, but Isaac entered before she reached the door.

"Why aren't you at school?" Erica asked, suspiciously, not minding that she was still naked beneath the towel. It wasn't as if Isaac hadn't seen her body before.

"I came her to ask you the same question." Isaac smirked, stepping out of his shoes and leaving them at the door, as he entered. Erica rolled her eyes.

"You left school, and went all the way to my house to ask me that?" She asked disbelievingly. Isaac gave her another smirk, something he'd come to do way too much for her liking.

"Honestly? Yeah." He said, stepping closer to her. "So, after all my trouble, do you mind telling me why you're still at home?"

"I'm not feeling too well... It's not a big deal, I'll probably be fine again tomorrow." Erica rolled her eyes, and turned her back to the boy, preparing to go upstairs to get dressed. But Isaac had her wrist in his grab, before she even managed the first step.

"Wait, what do you mean?" The worried tune in his voice, made her turn around. She was surprised to see how concerned he looked.

"I just woke up with nausea, then went and threw up... It's not that big of a deal, happens to everyone once in a while." She replied, suddenly feeling unsure. Isaac kept his gaze locked on hers, as he gently shoke his head.

"Not to us. Werewolves doesn't get sick." He replied, deadly serious. "Wait here... Or, no, you go get dressed...I'll be back in a minute, but whatever you do, don't pee." Erica's eyes grew wide, and she struggled to find a fitting grimace.

"What are you talking about?" She asked, but Isaac was already finished at pulling his shoes on, and he was out the door without giving her an answer.

Feeling completely confused, but also a bit concerned by the boy's strange acting, Erica went upstairs and found some clothes. She decided on a pair of baggy jeans, and a sweatshirt which in reality belonged to Isaac, and after she'd put it on, she went downstairs to wait for Isaac.

He wasn't exactly back in a minute, but it didn't take more than 10, which was still very impressive. Erica looked up at the curly-head as he entered the room, a bag in his hand.

"So... Do you mind telling me what all this is about?" She asked, raising a brow, as the boy came waddling over to her without speaking a word. Still saying nothing, he grabbed something from the bag and placed it on the table in front of her. It took her a little time to actually figure out what it was. Horrified, she gazed up at Isaac. "You can't be serious." He shrugged.

"It's the only possible thing I can think of. Derek told us, mulitple times - Werewolves don't get sick. Well, not ordinarily sick at least." He said, looking at her seriously.

"I... I can't believe it." She managed to get out, still starring dissapprovingly at the packet before her. Isaac shrugged once more.

"I think you should at least go make the test. Then we'll see." He gestured towards the bathroom, and Erica caught herself thinking he was getting way to familiar with her house. She finally grabbed the packet, and went to the bathroom.

Five minutes later, Isaac entered and Erica looked up at him with cloudy eyes.

"What does it mean if there's two lines?" Her voice was barely a whisper, and the boy probably wouldn't have been able to hear it, had it not been for his supernatural hearing sense.

His face darkened.

"You're pregnant. We're going to have a baby."

A/N:
Okay, there was a request for a flashback to the point where she figured out she was pregnant. So, there it was :3
I'm sorry it was so short! I'm gonna try and see if I can update more, but these last days have been really stressed - Friday I was working, I held my 18th birthday Saturday, with my family and friends, Sunday I was babysitting 3 of my nephews, and yesterday I was at work -_-

My life is a bit too eventful these days...

Anyways - I would love to receive more reviews regarding your opinions:
What do you think? Do you like/dislike it? What should I change? Do you have any ideas for the storyline? I'd love to know what's on your mind! :)

Oh and feel free to correct any grammar/spelling mistakes I make - English isn't my first language, and it doesn't help that I don't have a beta and don't re-read my chapters... So, yeah - Sorry x