Author's Note: -hides from flying objects- I'm ssssooooo sorry that this has taken so long. School was murder the last couple weeks then, par to course, I had to get sick the day before Christmas break with severe strep-throat and am literally just getting back on my feet (and the computer) today. I tell you, someone really doesn't want me writing. ANYWAYS, lets get on with this so I can feel less guilty. Although, warning, this chapter isn't a completely happy one. It needs some sadness in it I think….

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Greg and Sara laughed as they walked back into the house. Snow was still lying in their hair but the couple didn't seem to mind too much.

"I can't believe that girl didn't want toys! I mean, I always wanted toys as a kid, who wanted clothes?" Greg laughed, nearly falling as he tried to take his boots off.

"I know! I never wanted clothes either. Now, however, I wouldn't mind getting clothes as presents. That is, as long as they're not something that Cath would wear," she commented, shaking the snow from her dark hair.

"Hey Mare, we're back!" Greg called loudly, causing his sister to poke her head out of the office.

"Greg, there's someone out back who is dying to see you," Mary said, trying not to smile.

"Who?" Greg queried. "Michelle?"

"No, Kali."

"Kali, as in Kaliya? My Kaliya?" Greg stammered. Mary nodded, her eyes not meeting his. Greg beamed, pulling his boots back on and bolting out of the house. Sara just stood there, anger on her face. Who the hell was Kaliya?

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She sat on the partially frozen hammock, her long silver-blonde hair blowing in the wind. Despite the cold, it really was a beautiful day. She smiled, hearing the front door of the house slam shut, followed by a person running through the snow towards her.

"Hello Greg," she said calmly, hearing him breathing only a foot away from where she was sitting.

"Kali," he panted, rushing over and scooping her up into a hug, swinging her around. Kali laughed, shaking her head when he set her down in the snow. Her long beige skirt fluttered around her ankles; her cream jacket clinging to her slim form. She gently cupped Greg's cheek, her light blue eyes staring blankly at him. Almost instantly she froze, her brow furrowing.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Sara yelled, coming up behind Greg. Kali backed away, trying to feel her way with her feet.

"Sar, listen, this is my cousin, Kaliya. We haven't seen each other since I left high school," Greg explained, gently placing a hand on Sara's arm. The brunette looked at him quizzically.

"Is she glaring at me?" Kali asked, her void eyes looking past Sara and off into the snow. Sara scanned the blonde woman with confusion, glancing at Greg for an explanation.

"No Kal, Sara just hasn't exactly been told about you yet. Why don't we all go inside, it's freezing out here!" Greg said, shivering slightly as he went to lead Sara back to the house.

"I'm going to stay out here for a while Greg, I like the winter…" Kali responded, retreating back to her hammock. Greg sighed, starting back with Sara.

"Greg…what's wrong with her eyes? Is she blind?" Sara questioned softly.

"Yeah, she has been for years. My other cousin, Alanna, who's Kali's older sister has been trying to come up with a cure for the past…hmm…at least five years now. She's a medical researcher out of Cayuga. She and I used to be really close Sar, like best friends. Kali and Alanna's parents, my dad's brother and his wife, lets just say they weren't the nicest and most supportive parents in history. They used to tell Kali she was useless and that she'd never get anywhere in life. They hated the fact that they produced a 'flawed child' as they called her. But, Sara, you've got to understand this, despite how she can't see, Kali is one of the brightest people I've ever know. She's a computer programmer and she can speak ten languages." Greg rambled squeezing Sara's hand, trying to reassure her that Kali wasn't an old love interest. Sara sighed, nodding.

"I'm sorry that I…that I jumped to conclusions. I just…I love you Greg, I'm scared of losing you," she confessed as they walked through the back door and into the kitchen.

"Sar, you can never lose me, I don't love anyone but you." Greg said, stroking her cheek and placing a kiss on her lips.

"Promise?"

"I promise."

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Later that night, while watching a movie, Greg realized that his sister had seemingly disappeared from their family again. He whispered to Sara that he was going to go look for her before sneaking out of the living room and down the hall, towards the kitchen. He stopped at the door, seeing Mary standing by the sink, hands gripping the counter with great ferocity.

"Mare? What's wrong?" he asked, striding over to her and placing a hand on her shoulder. He looked at her face, surprised to see tearstains covering her cheeks and another bead of sorrow slid down from her eyes.

"Its all my fault." Mary said, shaking.

"What's your fault?"

"I shouldn't have pushed myself; I shouldn't have gone to that competition."

"Mare, what are you talking about?"

"Greg….I…I….I had a miscarriage last night," Mary confessed, completely breaking down and falling against him, her head buried in his shoulder. Greg was shocked to say the least. It explained everything. Why she had been acting so strange the night before. Why she was trying to act cheerful this morning but not being truly able to pull it off. Why she didn't want to meet his eyes.

"Does Kevin know?"

"Of course Kevin knows! He was the only one who even knew I was pregnant." Mary shot back, pushing away from her younger brother and storming over to the kitchen table, flopping down in a chair, elbows on her knees and head in her hands.

"So you hadn't told the kids yet?"

"No Gregory, I hadn't. I was only six weeks along, the doctor thought it would be okay for me to go and do the competition, said it wouldn't hurt anything. I wanted to make sure everything was okay before saying anything to the kids. I would hate to have to tell them one minute they're getting another sibling and the next to take that away from them." She whimpered. "It's just….its all my fault."

"Mary, your doctor said it was okay. You didn't do anything wrong. Everything happens for a reason, you're the one who taught me that. For some reason that baby wasn't meant to be." Greg said, trying to convince her that she was not in the wrong. Mary let out a soft laugh, shaking her head.

"Thanks Greg."

"For what?"

"You may not know this, but you're always able to make me feel better, even in the worse instances of my life. I'm so lucky to have you as a brother and Sara is so lucky to have you in her life too."

"Thanks Mare. You want me to stay with you until you're feeling well enough to come back to the movie?"

"Nah, I'll be fine, but, I would like to see what Kate made for you." Mary smirked, light finally coming back into her eyes. Greg shook his head, helping her out of the chair and leading her upstairs.

"Alright, but no screaming, I don't want Sara to know what's going on."

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A/N: Okay, that was short and horrible because this chapter actually posed quite a bit of writer's block for me. Stupid brain being dead on penicillin and other meds.

Anyways, hope you didn't hate it too much, I really will try to get the next part up faster.

Reviews are loved and hugged. :)