A/N: Sorry it's taken me so long to update, it's been crazy and my brain has been less than cooperative. I'm going to try to do better updating... only 6 chapters left now :)

Lakin

"This is stupid. I should just pick up a bottle of iron pills and head back to the shop. We're behind," Lakin said stubbornly for the third time in the last ten minutes. She fidgeted in the cold hard plastic chair. They called her name to go back to a room quickly. She refused to sit on the bed thing out of pure stubbornness. They'd been questioning her non stop and already drawn blood. Now she was just waiting for their in office lab to give them the results.

Mercy smirked at her stubbornness while she leaned against the wall. "You've been here this long. You might as well see what they have to say," she said.

"I know. Sorry I'm so bitchy. I'm just tired and cranky. I really don't want to be here. What if they find out something's wrong?" she said.

"I'm sure you're fine. It's okay, everyone gets to have a grumpy day now and then," Mercy replied.

Lakin was worried. She was trying her hardest to be optimistic, but she didn't have the best luck in the world.

The doctor popped back in startling Lakin. "Hello again Lakin. We just got the results back from the lab. You don't have an iron deficiency," the doctor said seriously. Lakin was worried what it could be. She'd really hoped it was only low iron. "Congratulations, you're pregnant. You need to make an appointment with an OB as soon as possible. In the mean time here's a prescription for prenatal vitamins."

Mercy looked as surprised as Lakin was. Lakin hesitated. There was no way she heard him right. "I'm sorry. What?" she asked raising an eyebrow.

"You're pregnant," he repeated handing her the prescription.

She reluctantly took it. She was dumbfounded. "But we're always so careful. Pregnant?" Lakin questioned.

"Birth control isn't one hundred percent effective," he replied.

"I'm pregnant," Lakin said again this time smiling. Mercy had a pensive look on her face.

Lakin left the doctors office in a daze after that. They headed back to Mercy's garage. Lakin and Mercy didn't say anything until they got back to work, both deep in thought.

Lakin sat down in a chair in Mercy's office.

"Are you okay Lakin?" Mercy asked moving her chair closer to Lakins.

"I think so. I can't believe I'm pregnant," she said gazing out of the window.

"I take it you two weren't trying," she said with a touch of humor in her voice.

"No we use protection every time, religiously. We've talked about having children later. I still can't believe it," Lakin said excited playing with her engagement ring.

Mercy sighed. "Not to burst your bubble, but it's highly likely that you'll miscarry before your second trimester," she hesitantly said. "I've seen a few couples in the pack have problems. Like Adam and his first wife or like Samuel. You'll only be able to carry it if it's human. If it's a werewolf then," Mercy said trailing off.

"Then I'll lose it," Lakin finished. "I know. Ben and I've talked about it. Plus my parents had problems too."

"When are you going to tell him?" Mercy asked.

"I don't know. How do you think he'll react?" Lakin asked Mercy, curious as to what she thought.

"He'll either be ecstatic or sad, I think," she replied.

"I think he's going to be worried," Lakin said.

"Yeah, that too," Mercy said. "You're going to have a baby!"

Lakin was smiling and crying. She wasn't worried about the pregnancy. She knew that everything would work itself out. She was worried about how to tell Ben.

Lakin and Mercy ran through several different scenarios throughout the day before Lakin came up with a plan. She was going to need Nicks help.

Callan

"This is useless. I'm going in there right now and getting answers," Callan threatened leaning against the house listening to Nick snore.

"If you do that we'll never find her. He wouldn't talk to us last time and he won't now. He will lead us straight to her, eventually," Chase said quietly.

They'd been taking turns watching Nick for awhile. Nick worked at his family's farm. It was hard to keep up with him unnoticed in the open fields, but so far they'd managed. It was making Callan impatient and irritable. He was itching for a fight.

Nicks cell phone rang causing Chase to jump.

"What's wrong Lakin?" Nick asked sleep still heavy in his voice. Callan and Chase froze looking at each other. Chase looked confused and Callan impatiently waited for more details. "What? Oh shit! Congratulations. We are happy about this right?" Callan looked at Chase to see if he knew what they could be talking about. Chase shrugged his shoulders. "Okay. Yes, I remember that little shopping center east of town. Oh, you haven't told him yet?" Callan didn't like that. She shouldn't be talking to other males. What could she possibly have to tell him? "You know it's kind of messed up you told me first," he said laughing. "Yeah but I'm your favorite ass hole. Yeah, I'll be there tomorrow. Bye," Nick said. He muttered, "Well I'll be damned." He got up and went to the bathroom.

Callan dragged Chase away from the house to keep them from being overheard. "He's going to meet her tomorrow!" Callan said full of hope and excitement. He'd finally have his Emily back.

"Um, he didn't exactly say he'd meet her tomorrow," Chase mumbled nervously.

"I'll get her back by this time tomorrow. Then I'll just have to find a witch to give her, her memory back," Callan said smiling from ear to ear filled with excitement.

They both stayed and watched Nick to make sure he wouldn't leave in the middle of the night to throw them off.

Early the next morning they followed him to the shopping center and waited. Callan had Chase watching the back door to make sure she couldn't run. He watched the front. Nick stayed for almost thirty minutes. He left with a small bag.

Callan cursed to himself for losing so many wolves. He could have used the extra help keeping track of everyone. He decided he wouldn't call Chase to follow Nick. His priority was Emily. Chase would stay watching the back door unless he called him or she ran his direction.

Callan walked into the store. He spotted her in the baby section looking at tiny little shoes. She still had the same long blonde hair and piercing grey-blue eyes. He looked at her rounded stomach. It wasn't as big as he remembered. He didn't think it was good for a pregnant woman to lose that much weight. As soon as he got her back to their latest base of operations, he was making her eat something.

Callan casually walked up to her and said, "Oh, hi! It's been years since I've seen you. You look well. How's your dad doing on the farm?"

She looked at Callan trying to place him. "He passed away last year," she said.

"I'm so sorry. He was a good man. This may be a weird question, but would you like to catch up over coffee?" he asked.

"Sure," she replied. She went to the cash register and purchased the shoes she was holding. Callan called Chase to meet them outside. They walked out of the store. Chase walked up stopping to stare at her.

"You remember," Callan started, the lie rolling easily off his tongue as he waved in Chase's direction.

"Chase?" she asked clearly surprised to see him.

"Lizzy?" Chase replied. Chase nervously looked at her stomach. You could see him doing the math in his head. "It's been nine or ten months since I've seen you."

Lizzy laughed and said, "Don't worry it's not yours. How have you been?"

Callan didn't pay attention to Chase's reply. He watched open mouthed. He couldn't believe what he'd heard. It was like the connection from his brain to his ears had been severed. He was livid. How dare they insinuate that the baby could be Chase's? They all knew that the child was his. Emily was his too. If Chase laid one hand on her Callan vowed he would end him. If he even had one inappropriate thought about her his life expectancy would be significantly shortened. Callan was still seeing red. He couldn't get a grip on his temper or his wolf. He started shaking, aching to change. He was barely holding on to his human form.

Chase realized what was about to happen and said, "Lizzy, take this twenty and go ahead to that coffee place over there." He pointed two stores down. "Two regular coffees for us and get whatever you want. We'll be there in a minute," Chase said his tone sounding casual and carefree.

She grinned as she took the money and quickly walked to the coffee shop. "Callan, that's not Emily. That's Lizzy. She looks like Emily but, I went to school with her. We dated a little," he said unsure of how Callan would react.

"Memories can be altered Chase. After I confirm this is Emily, I'll get a witch to remove the spell. Everything will go back to the way it was. Let's go get her," he ordered.

"But," Chase started.

"But nothing. Let's go," Callan ordered.

They walked into the coffee shop with no sign of her. Callan was terrified something had happened to her again. He scented her. She went out the back door. They easily followed her scent.

Realizing she was caught, she turned around and asked, "Couldn't stay away boys?"

"Why'd you run?" Chase asked.

"This has become too complicated. I needed him," she said pointing to Callan. "to leave the store with all of this. That nosy sales bitch was following me." She lifted her shirt and to Callans surprise she wasn't pregnant. Her baby bump was actually stuff she'd stolen from the store. She pulled out a gun. "Now, I'm afraid I have to kill you both. I can't have you running to the police. You could have let me walk away, but you had to do this the hard way. You do everything the hard way huh Chase?" she taunted. "Unless, you'd like to come with me? We always had fun huh?"

Chase was standing still staring at her in disbelief. Callan was tired of the charade and growled at her. She turned the gun on him afraid, just realizing he's not human. He ran forward before she could pull the trigger. He knocked the gun out of her hand then pushed her against the wall.

"Why did they make you look like Emily?" he yelled shaking her.

"Who's Emily? Who made me look like her?" she asked having problems breathing because of the way Callan had her pinned.

"You know damn well what I'm talking about," he said with an eerie calmness.

"Chase! Help me! You know me. You can't let him hurt me," she pleaded.

Chase looked at her, helpless to do anything. He knew what was about to happen and turned his head.

Callan quickly killed the imposter by snapping her neck. He knew if he spilled any of her blood his wolf would go into a frenzy. They scrambled around as quickly as they could to try to find Nick again. After thirty minutes of searching they gave up. They went back to Nick's house to wait for him to show up again.

They'd fallen for their plan flawlessly Callan thought angrily. Nick went in a store and distracted them with an imposter. He's probably miles away with the real Emily. Chase was quieter than usual while Callan tried to figure out their next move. He knew they really had to stay focused on Nick now. He'd talked to Emily once. He'd talk to her again. When he did Callan would be there waiting. He wasn't going to lose Emily ever again.