Wow, thanks for all the great reveiws! Keep it up! This isnt one of the longer chapters, but its decent. I really liked this chapter, and I hope you do to! Oh and there will only be a few more chapters of summer, then we will get into the new episodes (which I am excited for, since I have them all planned out, and let me tell you, they will be good!) Anyways, thanks again! xoxo- Sammi


"I want you to go over Lydia's okay? This storm is supposed to get really bad and I don't want you home alone okay?" Her mom said into the phone. Amane rolled her eyes. She was pregnant, she would be fine alone. Scott and her mom went to the mall and then the storm hit. It literally came out of nowhere, and all main the roads were shut down. Amane could call up Lydia and have her pick her up. But she seriously didn't want to.

"Will do. You guys just stay safe. You found a hotel right?" She asked.

"Yeah. We will be home tomorrow. Stay safe okay? I will call you in the morning. I love you."

"I love you too mom. Bye." And with that she hung up, placing her cellphone down. She got up to go to the kitchen when a loud clap of thunder shook the house, and the lights subsequently went out. Amane groaned, trying to see in the dark room. She slowly felt around the room, attempting to walk forward.

She needed to get to the closet in the hall. It had all the candles. She mentally slapped herself for not getting the candles out earlier. She was passing the front door, when a bolt of lightning lit up the house, revealing a figure standing in front of it. Amane let out a blood curdling scream and scrambled backwards, her heart pounding in her chest. A pair of arms wrapped around her, stopping her from falling, as a pair of glowing blue eyes appeared in front of her.

"Amane, Amane calm down, its just me." Peter. It was Peter. She let out a sigh of relief, before narrowing her eyes at the shadowy figure in front of her. She hit his shoulder several times, before pulling away.

"Why would you do that to me? You nearly scared me to death!" She all but growled at him. She couldn't see the smirk on his face, but she knew it was there.

"I was enjoying the view. You get the cutest look on your face when you can't see. Its a cross between determined, and cautious. Your brow furrows, and your nose wrinkles slightly. Its adorable." He said, causing her to roll her eyes.

"Well, mr. i-can-see-in-the-dark-and-like-to-scare-the-shit-o ut-of-people, why don't you do something helpful, and get the candles for me." She said, glaring at what she hoped was his face.

"Mmmm, no, I think I like this better. The view is marvelous." He said, his face bent down so it was right in front of hers. She frowned.

"Cute. Now they are in the closet in the hall upstairs. Top shelf. I will get the matches. Maybe." She said, moving around him. She slowly made her way to the kitchen, her hand running along the wall, as a way of guidance. She had just gotten into the kitchen when she heard a small banging noise to her left.

"Where are the matches?" She glared at the direction of the voice. Fuck him and his werewolf abilities. She humphed and continued forward. She was stopped by his hands grabbing her from behind. She felt his head rest on her shoulder as he spoke into her ear.

"You are about to bump your belly into the corner of the counter." She could hear the smile in his voice as he kissed her cheek. She rolled her eyes but didn't move.

"Drawer on the left of the sink." She grumbled, and she felt him move. A few seconds later, a match lit up, before a candle, giving some light to the dark room. She headed over to Peter, grabbing the candle before heading back to the living room. She could hear him following, with more candles. She placed it down on the coffee table, before turning to him, rubbing her large stomach. It seemed like she got bigger every day. She was twenty three weeks pregnant, and she was far too large in her opinion. Her stomach was larger than that of a woman who was about to give birth to a single child. She dreaded how big she was going to get.

"What are you thinking about? I don't like it when you frown." His voice was low, as he walked up to her, grabbing her chin so she was looking into his blue eyes.

"Nothing." She said, going to move away. But he didn't let her.

"Tell me." His eyes bore down into hers. She sighed before looking away.

"I'm just too big. I hate it." A small smile formed on his lips.

"I don't think that. You look beautiful." He whispered, and she rolled her eyes, moving away.

"Well, you aren't the one who has to carry three babies." She snarked at him. He walked up behind her, his hands running down her arms, as he lowered his head and kissed her neck. She pulled away.

"I am going to change." She stated, grabbing a candle before heading to the stairs. She heard him sigh as she walked up them. Once in her room, she got out of the shorts and shirt she had been wearing, deciding to wear the silk nightie he had gotten her. It was one of the few things that still fit her. She grabbed a pack of cards out of her drawer, before heading back downstairs, candle in hand. Once downstairs, she went into the living room, but stopped when she saw Peter wasn't there.

She hesitated before shrugging, and putting the candles and cards down, before grabbing the couch pillows and putting them on the floor. She slowly lowered herself onto the floor. Well she attempted too. It was harder than it looked. She gave an irritated sigh, before hearing a light laugh from behind her. She turned her head to glare at Peter. A very wet Peter. Who was holding two slushies and a bag. He put them down before walking over to her, and picking her up bridal style.

"There. Much easier." He said, placing her on the ground. She glared at him.

"Not funny." She stated, and he rolled his eyes.

"Of course not. Here." He said, handing her a half coke half cherry slushie. She smiled before taking a small drink. He also handed her a hotdog.

"Where did you go to get there?" She asked.

"The gas station. Eat, I will be right back, I need to change." He started, kissing her before disappearing up the stairs. He had a few pairs of pajama pants at her house. Not that she would ever admit to that. She at the hotdog, before grabbing the cards, and shuffling them. She was about to start solitaire when She felt Peter kissing her neck. He sat behind her as she sat indian style. All thoughts of cards were forgotten when his hands started massaging her back.

Her eyes shut as he worked out the kinks in her back. He kissed her neck again as he continued to massage her back. The combination of the two caused Amane to let out a light moan. She jumped slightly as thunder shook the house again. Peter's hands reached around to her breasts, pulling her against him as he began to massage them. Amanes head rested on Peter's neck, giving his mouth better access to hers.

He gently nipped and sucked at her neck, as his hands worked wonders. Amane moaned again, as his hands moved down, running in circles around her stomach. His mouth moved up to capture her own in a heated his, while his hands slowly went towards her back, ready to repeat their movements. His hands continued to massage her body as he kissed her, never staying in one place for too long. Amane pulled back first, breathing heavily as she looked into his deep blue eyes, with a smile on her face. He smiled back as she spoke.

"You certainly know how to make me feel better." She said breathily, and he kissed her lightly in response, his hands still massaging her.

"Massaging you is something I happen to enjoy." He said, his voice taking on a husky tone. She rolled her eyes lightly, before she heard a thump. They both sat up straight. Amane looked around, while Peter looked straight at the door, obviously knowing where the sound came from. He stood up, helping Amane up as well, before going to the door. She followed behind him. Once at the front door, Peter seemed considerably less alarmed, as he yanked open the door. On her porch were two soaked werewolves. Amane's eyes widened at the sight of Derek and Isaac on her porch.

"What are you doing outside with weather like this?" She asked angrily, moving in front of Peter and dragging them both inside by the arm. Once inside she slammed the door shut and gave the two a pointed look.

"Don't you dare move." She said, before heading up the stairs as fast as she could, which wasn't very fast. Once upstairs she grabbed some towels, and went back down to the three werewolves. She threw a towed at Derek, before handing some to Isaac.

"Dry off. You can borrow some of Scotts pajamas. He doesn't use them. Derek, you can borrow Peter's. Now go change before you catch a cold. Or my house smells like wet dog. That would be horrid." She said.

"Why are Peter's pajamas here?" Derek asked, and both Peter and Amane rolled their eyes.

"Why do you think? They are in the bottom drawer of my dresser. I don't know where Scott's are, sorry Isaac. But I am sure you will find them, now go." She stated, and Isaac smiled before going upstairs. Derek followed after hesitantly. Once they were both upstairs Peter walked up behind her and kissed her neck. Man he had a thing with her neck.

"They sure know how to ruin a good time." Peter whispered. Amane snorted.

"I am sure they can still hear you, even when you are whispering. And I am happy they came in, its better than being out in that storm." She jumped at the last part, when another clap of lightning lit up the room, and thunder shook the house. She heard him chuckle before kissing her neck again, as the two werewolves came down the stairs.

"You two are staying the night. I will not allow you to go outside until this is gone. Now I give you the choice, Rummy, or Monopoly." She said, with a grin on her face. She heard Peter groan, before burying his face in her shoulder. He hated Monopoly. At least with her. She always won.

"Monopoly." Isaac said, with a bright smile on his face. Amane grinned evilly as she heard Peter groan again.

"Its in the top of my closet. Derek, you get it, while we move the candles into the dining room. And by we, I mean you two, because I am pregnant and don't want to." She said, pointing to Isaac and Peter, causing Peter to roll his eyes. As Derek and Isaac went to do as they were told, Peter nipped at Amane's ear.

"You so owe me." He whispered, before nipping it again, and leaving.