A/N: In regards to chapter 13, I don't know what I was thinking when I kept calling the younger version of Mary Margaret that instead of Snow, for some reason I completely forgot that Snow's name didn't become Mary Margaret until after the curse, so I'm sorry about that.

A/N 2: Thank you to dancingmylifeaway, and the guest reviewer, for the awesome reviews!

Chapter 14- Kidnapped

Emma smiled as she signed her name at the information desk, she had been allowed to go home since her fluid levels had returned to normal, and she was actually able to keep solid food down, but the doctor had given her a bottle of medication that wouldn't harm the baby, to take when she was having awful morning sickness, so that she (hopefully) wouldn't end up in the hospital again.

"Take care, Ms. Swan." The woman behind the desk said giving her a smile.

"Thanks." Emma said, walking away from the desk to the waiting area at the front of the hospital, with a large window overlooking the parking lot, it was raining, as usual, so Emma decided to wait inside until Don arrived to pick her up. Feeling her stomach, Emma felt happiness, fear, and worriment wash over her all at once, she was surprisingly happy that she was pregnant, she already loved the baby, the fear was having to tell Don that she was pregnant, and that she'd have to take an easy for a few days to make sure that she regained her strength, and the worriment was because she knew that just because she wasn't working that didn't mean that Don would stop working, and Emma hated the thought of him having to deal with the gang all on his own, sighing Emma looked down at her stomach once more, she had really gotten herself into quite the situation, but she couldn't regret her one night stand, not when a baby was involved, even if the timing wasn't the best.

Looking down at her cellphone, Emma realized that it was about ten thirty at night.

"No wonder I'm so tired," Emma whispered to herself before she ran her hands through her hair, it had been a long day at the hospital, after all she had been there since about eight am, so that was about twelve and a half hours, plus she hadn't slept at all last night so Emma was ready to just go home already. Thank God they didn't have to keep her overnight, since all Emma really wanted to do was go home, run a nice warm bath and hopefully get some sleep without being woken up by stomach pains or nausea, or at least she sure hoped so.

Looking out the window she spotted Don pulling into the parking lot, she waited until he stopped right outside the entrance so that Emma wouldn't get wet, once he stopped the car Emma walked out to the car, taking her time since she didn't want to hurt herself, she was still somewhat weak, and there wasn't a car behind Don waiting to pick someone up, being in a small town usually mean that hospitals weren't that busy.

After Emma got into the car, she was greeted by a very nervous Don.

"Are you alright?" He asked before Emma had even shut the door of the car.

"Yes." Emma said, trying to think of the best way to tell Don her news.

"Then why did you spend the whole day in the hospital, without as much as a text?" Don asked making Emma feel guilty that she hadn't texted Don, but she had been lying in bed most of the bed, after her ultrasound, with an I.V needle in her arm trying to get her fluids back up, and she hadn't even really thought about texting Don; she had been sleeping on and off as well, for most of the day.

"I'm sorry." Emma apologized, not sure what else to say.

"So what exactly is wrong with you?" Don asked.

Emma sighed taking a deep breath, as her heartbeat accelerated, and her palms began to sweat, she wasn't sure why she was as nervous as she was, it wasn't like it was Don's baby.

"I'm…" Emma began before chickening out.

"You're what?" Don asked nervousness written all over his face.

"OK you can't freak out." Emma said nervously.

Don pulled over and to Emma's surprise they were already back at the apartment, she had been in so much pain and feeling so crappy this morning that the ambulance ride had felt like an eternity, instead of the only five minutes that it had taken, but Emma felt relieved that they were already home since that meant that even if Don freaked out he wouldn't accidentally crash the car in surprise.

"Emma, you're scaring me," Don said turning to face Don his eyes full of worry as he stared into Emma's eyes, "please just tell me." He begged, making Emma feel guilty that she was stressing him out so badly.

Emma took a deep breath, "I'm pregnant." She finally managed to say.

Don's eyes widened and his mouth dropped open in surprise, as he processed what he had just been told.

"You're… pregnant?" He whispered, his eyes drifting down to her still very flat stomach.

Emma instinctively put her hand over her stomach, in a feeble attempt to hide it, not that she needed to she knew she didn't have a bump yet, but as Don continued staring at it in disbelief she began feeling awkward.

"I'm not very far along." Emma finally said after they had sat in silence for what felt like an eternity.

"Who… who's the Father?" Don asked stuttering.

Emma looked out the window, feeling embarrassed, she should have known that Don would ask her that question, sighing she looked back at her partner, "do you remember that guy I went out with a few weeks ago?"

Don thought for a moment, "Nathan?" He asked.

Emma nodded her head, "yes."

"I thought you said that date was a disaster?" Don asked remembering the Monday morning after the date when he and Emma had been driving into work and she had told him that all Nathan had talked about had been himself, and she had had no interest in him what so ever.

Emma chuckled nervously, "it's amazing what alcohol does."

"What?" Don asked surprised, "he didn't…" Don started before trailing off unable to finish the sentence.

Emma shook her head, "no, I wasn't that drunk, plus it was my idea to sleep with him."

Don let out the breath he had been holding, before resting his head against the headrest, staring out into the rain, for a few long moments neither one of them spoke.

"So what does that mean for us stopping the gang?" Don finally asked.

"I'm supposed to take an easy for a few days," Emma said not meeting Don's gaze, but she could feel him staring at her, "but after that I should be OK."

Don sighed before running his fingers through his hair, "well the gang's been pretty quiet so I should be OK on my own for a few days."

"Are you sure?" Emma asked unsure, "I could always come with you…"

Don cut Emma off, "no you should follow doctor's orders, besides you don't want anything to happen to the baby."

Emma gave Don a small smile, "you're the best partner I could ever ask for."

"I know." Don said smiling, earning a playful punch from Emma, Don laughed getting out of the car, waiting for Emma before they walked to the door, Don held Emma's arm so that she wouldn't fall since she was still pretty weak, when they walked inside Nick ran over to them.

"Emma, you're back!" He said sounding relieved.

"Uh yeah." Emma said uncomfortable with the way Nick was staring at her.

"So what's wrong with you?" He asked.

Emma and Don looked at each other and then at Nick, "um nothing too serious." Emma finally said.

"But if you're going to live here," Nick said thinking fast on his feet lying so that he would have something, anything to tell to Thomas, "I need to make sure you're not contagious."

"I'm not." Emma said trying to walk past Nick; he was starting to weird her out.

"Then you should have no problem telling me." Nick insisted.

Emma looked at Don who shrugged, "if you don't tell me I'll kick you out." Nick warned.

"Are you forgetting we're cops?" Don asked, "You can't kick us out for Emma not telling you what's wrong with her."

"You guys never signed a lease, and you're not paying rent," Nick said reminding them, "technically I can kick you out whenever I feel like it."

Don and Emma looked at each other in disbelief as they realized Nick was right.

"Besides I'm a germaphobe," Nick said once again thinking fast on his feet, "I must know, if you want to stay here."

"OK fine," Emma said knowing that her and Don couldn't get kicked out of the apartment, or else they'd be screwed, "but you have to promise not to tell anyone."

"I promise." Nick said lying again; he would have to tell Thomas, not that Emma and Don knew that.

Emma took a deep breath, she really didn't want to have to tell anyone this early on, but at the moment she had no choice she really didn't want to tell Nick that she had the flu or some other illness, since if he was a germaphobe then odds are he'd kick Emma and Don out anyways, telling Nick the truth was really her only option.

"I'm pregnant." Emma finally said.

Nick felt his heartbeat accelerate and his eyes bugged out of his head, he really hadn't expected Emma to say that, he had expected her to say she had the flu.

"Wow…" Nick whispered more so to himself.

"So can we go upstairs now?" Don asked.

Nick, unable to speak nodded his head.

"Well, goodnight, Nick." Emma said a little surprised by his reaction to her pregnancy.

"Goodnight." Nick said watching as Emma and Don walked upstairs, after he heard their door shut he ran to his room quickly dialing Thomas' number.

Thomas was growing impatient waiting to hear from Nick, the last time he had heard from him was at eight am, just after the ambulance had taken Emma to the hospital, and now it was about quarter to eleven at night and Thomas still hadn't heard a word from him.

"Where the hell is that idiot?!" Thomas yelled taking a drink from the whiskey that was in front of him.

Cathy walked over to Thomas kissing his cheek, "I'm sure you'll hear from him soon." She said trying to sound reassuring, but Thomas could hear the worry in her voice, and as he looked at her face he could see that tears were forming in her eyes, threating to spill out, Thomas stood up taking his wife's hands.

"I'm so sorry, darling, that so many places know about our gang, and thus we can't adopt a child, and now our only hope to have a child may be sick," He said kissing Cathy's head, "but I promise you, if things fall through with this cop, I will find someone else to bare our child."

Cathy looked up at Thomas, wrapping her hands around his neck, he placed his hands on her hips, for a while they both just stared into each other's eyes, "I love you." Cathy finally said.

"I love you too." Thomas said, leaning in for a kiss, before being interrupted by his cellphone ringing.

"Maybe that's Nick." Cathy said hopeful.

Thomas let go of Cathy's hips, walking over to his phone, looking at the caller ID, and sure enough it was Nick.

"Nick," Thomas said looking at his watch, "it's ten minutes to midnight, what took you so long?!" He demanded.

"Sorry, sir," Nick said nervously, as he realized that he had made Thomas angry, "but Emma and Don just got home, a few minutes ago."

"Well what's wrong with her?!" Thomas demanded once again.

"She's pregnant."

Thomas nearly dropped his phone in surprise as the words registered in his brain, "really?" he asked after a few moments.

"Yes." Nick said.

Thomas laughed, "This is too perfect!" He said excitedly, "let me know the moment that they leave for work tomorrow!"

"Yes sir." Nick said.

Thomas hung up the phone looking at Cathy with a big grin on his face.

"What's going on?" She asked curiously, she hadn't seen Thomas this happy in a very long time.

Thomas stood up, before picking Cathy up and spinning her around, "Nick just delivered the best news we could have ever dared hope!" Thomas said letting go of Cathy.

"And what would that be?" Cathy asked holding onto Thomas' desk to stop her from falling over.

"That female cop, Emma, is pregnant."

Cathy's jaw dropped in surprise, "what?"

"She's pregnant!" Thomas screamed, "This is too perfect!"

"Wow," Cathy said trying to wrap her head around what she had just heard, "that is crazy."

"I know," Thomas said kissing Cathy, before taking her hands again, "we're going to have a child!"

"I don't think she's going to give us her child." Cathy pointed out.

Thomas laughed before picking up his cellphone, "Chris, get in here, and bring Edward, and Matt with you." Thomas demanded.

"What are you up to?" Cathy asked crossing her arms.

Thomas chuckled, "All will be revealed in time." He said, before looking at the door as it creaked open, revealing Chris, "ah Chris!" Thomas said, "Come in."

Chris, Edward, and Matt ran in standing in front of Thomas' desk.

"Chris, Edward, and Matt," Thomas began, "I have a very important job for you."

"What is it, sir?" Chris asked.

"That cop, Emma, is pregnant." Thomas said, "And as you know Cathy and I would like nothing more than to have a child." Thomas said putting a hand on Cathy's hip pulling her closer to him.

"So you want us to kidnap her?" Chris asked.

"No," Thomas said, "I'd like her to join us, Cathy and I will need money for a child."

"How are we going to get her to join us?" Matt asked confused.

"You know she'll never join us." Edward said.

"Not on her own free will," Thomas said smiling, "but if we take something or someone that means a lot to her then she'll have no choice."

"You want us to kidnap her partner." Chris stated.

"You got it." Thomas said smiling.

"Consider it done, sir." Chris said smiling back.

"Then go get some sleep, you'll have to be up early tomorrow." Thomas demanded.

Chris, Edward, and Matt each bowed their heads to Thomas and Cathy, and then left the room; once they were gone Thomas and Cathy looked at each other.

"Just think," Cathy said happily, "a child after all these years!"

"I know it's going to be awesome!" Thomas said turning Cathy's head until their lips met.

Emma was grateful when she woke up the next morning having had a good night sleep, for the first time in a long time, and with no stomach pains and no nausea, sighing and stretching she sat up picking up her phone, it was about seven am, so she had had a good seven hours of sleep.

"Emma?" Don knocked on her door.

"Come in." Emma said sitting up fully, and smiling when she saw Don holding a cup of coffee.

"Think you'll be able to drink this?" Don asked.

Emma took the cup from Don smelling the coffee, she hadn't drank it in a while since it had made her sick, but so far this morning she seemed to be OK.

"I'll give it a try." Emma said taking a sip, before groaning putting it down, "I think I'm going to stick with water today actually." She said rubbing her stomach.

Don chuckled, and then looked at his watch, "I should head out."

Emma looked at Don nervously, "are you sure you're going to be OK today?"

Don squeezed Emma's hand, "I'll be fine, you need to take an easy." He insisted.

"Maybe I'll look online and see if I can find any more information on the gang, or on Peter." Emma said, knowing that she wouldn't be able to sit in bed all day, she'd go stir crazy.

"Alright, I'll check in in a couple of hours." Don said standing up.

"Please be careful," Emma said, "even though the gang has been pretty quiet lately, I doubt we've heard the last of them."

"I promise I'll be careful," Don said, "now don't worry about me and get some rest." He said in a stern voice.

"Alright." Emma said sitting back in bed crossing her arms; she was already bored beyond belief and she had just woken up, but she knew that being as dehydrated as she had been wasn't good for the baby at all, and going to work and stressing herself out wouldn't help matters.

"Have a good day." Don said walking out of her room.

"You too!" Emma yelled after him.

Nick opened his door a crack watching Don walk down the stairs, he waited a minute to see if Emma would come out as well, after she didn't Nick ran to the window, watching as Don drove down the street disappearing from sight, before taking out his cellphone, scrolling down to Thomas' number.

Thomas answered after the second ring, "they left?"

"The male cop, Don, has, Emma is still in the apartment."

"Keep an eye on her." Thomas demanded.

"Yes sir." Nick said hanging up the phone, before deciding that the best place to keep an eye on Emma would be downstairs, since that was the only way out of the building, unless of course she wanted to jump out of the window in the apartment, but Nick figured since she was pregnant she would have no intentions of doing that. Opening the door a crack, looking at Emma and Don's apartment, and feeling a slight wave of guilt wash over him knowing that Emma's life was about to become a living nightmare, a part of him wanted to tell her about him working for Thomas and about his plan for her, but Nick knew he couldn't risk his Father's life, by spilling the beans. Sighing Nick walked out of the room walking downstairs and sitting on a chair and taking out his cellphone he began playing a game on it, enjoying the quietness before the chaos would begin.

Don hated when he had to work by himself, granted it didn't happen very often, Emma very seldom got sick, and she usually still went into work, but of course this time it was different, her body had taken quite the beating with all the morning sickness she had had, and granted he probably should have taken her to the hospital when it had first started, but Emma being Emma had been so stubborn and convinced him that she was fine, and now that he knew she was pregnant, Don knew that they had to put that stupid gang away much faster than they had intended to, the problem was finding the gang was proving to be difficult.

Looking around Don saw a woman walking with her child, a boy riding his bike delivering newspapers, and some shop owners opening their stores for the day, it seemed to be a pretty quiet morning, Don decided to go into his favourite diner and get a cup of coffee, and a pastry of some kind, while he waited to see if the gang would show themselves.

Chris hung up his cellphone smiling in delight, Thomas had just called him to let him know that only Don was working today, Emma was at their apartment, apparently still sick, which was perfect for Chris since kidnapping one cop would be a lot easier than trying to kidnap two. Chris watched as Don parked the police car walking into the diner that he went into every morning.

"I'm surprised he's not a million pounds." Edward whispered, and Chris had to agree, since Don did seem to eat a lot of sweets, he was always stopping in places getting something sweet to eat.

"So what's the plan?" Matt asked.

Chris looked at the unmarked police car that Don drove, as far as he could tell it was just a regular car, but it was big enough that two people could hide behind it unnoticed.

"Matt, go inside and distract the people inside the diner Edward and I can sneak behind the car unnoticed.

"OK." Matt said, standing up.

"Do you understand the plan?" Chris asked Matt double checking, and hoping that for once in their lives Matt and Edward would actually not screw up a plan.

"Yes." Matt said confidentially.

"Then go." Chris demanded.

Matt walked out from the bush and towards the diner, taking a deep breath he walked inside knocking over a chair, causing a loud bang, making everyone in the diner to jump, turning in his direction.

"Hey buddy," the waitress asked annoyed, "wanna pick that up?"

"No I do not." Matt said before pushing over a table, and then another chair, and then knocking over a couple's plate that contained their breakfast.

Chris watched in disbelief as Matt actually did a good job at creating a diversion, he had half expected Matt to just stand in the doorway not sure what to do, but he actually had people's attention, and no one was looking out the window.

"Let's go, Edward!" Chris demanded, running towards the car, they both crouched behind it watching Matt continue to make a mess in the diner.

"OK buddy." Don finally said standing up, "I'm going to have to arrest you."

"For what?" Matt asked.

"For public destruction." Don said putting the handcuffs on Matt, before reading him his rights, and then leading him outside, but before he even reached his car Chris, and Edward showed themselves.

"We're going to have to ask you to let our friend go." Chris said cracking his knuckles.

"I don't think so." Don said, "but if you don't get out of here I'll be more than happy to arrest you both as well." He warned.

Chris and Edward chuckled, "you have no idea who we are do you?" Chris asked mocking Don.

"I do," Don said trying to hide the fear in his voice, "you're three members of the Thug Gang, and I am not afraid of you."

"You really should be." Matt said stomping on Don's foot, he gasped in surprise, letting go of Matt, who ran behind Don so quickly that he didn't even have time to reach for his gun, Matt wrapped the chain connecting the handcuffs tightly against his neck cutting off his air supply, Don began frantically trying to get free, but Matt wouldn't let him go.

"Now, Matt," Chris finally said, just before Don lost all consciousness, "we don't want to kill him, at least not yet."

Matt laughed taking the chain of the handcuffs off Don't neck, Don fell to his knees gasping for air.

"Come," Chris said bending down taking out the keys in Don's pocket, and then unlocking the car door, "we must be getting back."

Edward picked Don up putting him in the back seat, Matt turned to face the residents of Forks that were in the diner, and those who were standing on the streets, they all stared at him with pure horror and disbelief at what they had just seen.

"Tell his partner, Emma, what happened here today!" Matt yelled, "Also be sure to tell her that we'll be in touch!" Matt yelled before hopping in the front seat of the cop car, Chris put the car in reverse stomping on the gas, and then sped away down the street, hardly believing that one of his plans had actually worked, and yet here he was driving back to their hideout with a cop in the backseat.

End chapter 14.

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