As always, thank you for the reviews. Here's a nice, short chapter before the real drama begins. Enjoy…

Emily's POV

Something was wrong.

Pushing the hair from my face I leant over the counter to open another window. Seth sat at the kitchen table salivating over my freshly baked muffins while Sam's careful eyes followed my every movement. A bad feeling tugged at my gut as I automatically picked up a knife to start cutting up the vegetables.

"Are you alright?" I let out a surprised gasp as Sam snaked his arms around my waist. His warmth pressed against my back and the knife slipped from my hand as I clutched onto the kitchen counter. He was too damn warm. Wriggling out of his tight grip I peered into the soup pot.

"I'm fine," I murmured as Collin walked into the kitchen rubbing at his eyes with exhaustion. Chewing on my lip I bypassed Sam to glare at Collin.

"You need to sleep," I tried to keep my voice strict as he sniffed the air. My soup was his favourite thing to eat. Brady and him routinely scoffed it down on a regular basis. My eyes flickered to the clock as I thought of Brady, Anna and him had been gone for just over two hours. My stomach twisted anxiously. They would walk through the door any minute, I was sure of it. They had too.

"You're one to talk," Collin grinned at me as he plucked one of my rolls from the kitchen counter. I frowned at him as he took a seat beside Seth. Behind me, Sam growled lowly. Stupid men.

"Excuse me? Is that your way of trying to tell me I look like shit?" I forced myself to laugh. He was right though, the pregnancy had been taking it's toll on me. When Sam had been hunting the vampires I had felt like a ghost haunting my own home. The morning sickness was horrendous and even the smell of my own cooking made me feel slightly nauseous at times.

"No!" Collin exclaimed as he glanced nervously at Sam, "You always look gorgeous Em. I just saw you sitting on the back porch in the middle of the night last night and cooking early this morning. You must be knackered."

"I'm fine Collin," I assured him as my eyes glanced towards the clock once again. Paul had been sent out to find them and bring them home. The Diner couldn't have been that busy. My heart squeezed tightly in my chest as I turned to look out of the kitchen window. My palms were sweating.

"Why didn't you wake me up if you couldn't sleep?" Sam whispered in my ear. I leant into his side as a burst of laughter sounded from the lounge. I loved having such a full house. I couldn't imagine living in silence without the pack surrounding me. It was hard to even remember the times when I had shared a room with Anna, our whispers seemingly too loud in the quiet house. My house was never going to be like that, ever. I craved laughter.

"You were tired," I smiled as I reached up to kiss him lightly on the cheek, "I just wanted time to think and make some food without anyone smashing anything."

"You can talk to me about anything," his face was serious as he looked down at me. Beside us Seth and Collin made kissy faces at each other while Claire skipped into the room with a big grin on my face. She laughed as Quil ran in and swooped her up easily into his arms. I hoped she never lost the laughter in her eyes.

"I know," I murmured as I continued to watch Claire, "But you know me. I worry about everything and anything. I just want everyone to be safe." My voice caught on the word 'safe' and I gripped onto the edge of the counter as my eyes strayed to the window again. The bad feeling seemed to manifest.

"Anna will be fine," Sam whispered softly in my ear sending a shiver down my spine, "She's a big girl. She'll probably saunter in shouting at Paul for something and laugh at how worried you are."

Turning on the tap I tried to keep my hand from shaking as I reached for a plate. Biting on my lip I searched for answers in Sam's comforting eyes. Squeezing his hand tightly I realised that perhaps I was a little sleep deprived after all.

"I need a holiday," I laughed bleakly as I scrubbed at the plate. Claire laughed as Quil chased her around the table while Collin's eyes were beginning to close. Sam raised his eyebrows at me as he handed me another plate.

"I promise, once this is all over I'll take you on that honeymoon that we never had." We both looked towards the wedding photos hanging crookedly on the wall. I smirked as I spotted Anna at the edge of the group, a sneer on her face and a bottle of wine in her outstretched hand. She had grown up so much in the short time that she had been in La Push. I owed Paul so much. I had missed my fun little sister. She had finally began to smile again.

"And you'll cook for me and give me foot rubs?" I winked at Sam while he scrunched up his nose. He looked too cute. Water sloshed over the edges of the basin as a plate slipped from my grasp.

"Anything for you," he rolled his eyes as his hand drifted automatically towards my stomach, "Now go and read a book or something before you fall asleep washing the dishes. You wouldn't want to smash anything, would you?"

Sticking my tongue out at him I made my way into the lounge; all the while pushing away the biting feeling in my stomach. Anna would be just fine with Paul and Brady. They wouldn't let anything happen to her in a million years.

Ten minutes passed. My eyes re-read the same line for the fifth time as Claire snuggled up against Quil on the armchair opposite mine.

Forty minutes passed. My book lay open on my lap as I watched spits of rain fall outside. Quil asked me quietly if I was alright but I only stared blankly at him in return. Claire snored softly in her sleep.

One hour passed. Abandoning my book on the floor I winced as the heavy rain battered off the windows. Chewing my nails my eyes followed the minute hand of the clock. Quil looked worried.

Something was seriously wrong.

After two hours I stood up abruptly and made my way to the front door. Vomit rose in my throat as I gripped the keys for Sam's truck tightly in my hand.

"Sam," Quil called, "I think there's something wrong with Emily."

Sam was beside me in an instant, his eyes stormy as he took in my heavy breathing and red rimmed eyes. My hands shook as I pushed open the front door.

"Babe," we stood in the open doorway as the rain fell around us, "Where are you going? There's vampires out there."

"Exactly Sam," I spat as I turned away from him, "Anna has been out there for hours. She hasn't been right for days and we know the blonde one was specifically after her. I need to find her."

"Em-" he began as he hesitantly reached out to grab my arm. I turned to glare at him as I wiped irrational tears from my eyes.

"Don't you 'Em' me," I growled as I continued to walk away from him, "Something is wrong and I am tired of sitting around and doing nothing."

"Okay," he said simply causing me to stop and stare blankly at him, "If you believe something is truly wrong then we should go and check it out but if you think I am letting you go to the Diner alone then pregnancy really has made you crazy."

It was during moments like that I realised how much I valued Sam's friendship as well as his love. I had missed him far too damn much when he had been off hunting vampires. Flinging my arms around his neck I inhaled his familiar scent.

"Thank you," I sniffed as I clung onto him.

The first thing I noticed when I walked into the Diner ten minutes later was Brady's love sick expression. He sat in a booth alone, his eyes following the every movement of a tiny blonde girl who continuously tripped over her own feet. Standing at the door, it took me only a minute to realise what had occurred and another millisecond to realise that Anna was nowhere to be seen.

"Remember he cant help it," Sam hissed as I took a single step forward. Quickening my pace I curled my hands into fists as I walked to stand in front of Brady. I fought the urge to lunge at him as he craned his neck to look over me in order to continue watching the blonde girl.

"Where's Anna?" I spoke through gritted teeth as he continued to ignore me. Standing up to my full height I prepared myself for the pain before my hand shot out to slap him on the face. The Diner fell silent as the slap echoed throughout.

"Where's Anna?" I repeated becoming slightly hysterical. Sam stood beside me; he seemed to radiate alpha and for that I was grateful. Brady blinked and looked at me as if he had just woken up from a long nap.

"She left a while back," he sounded panicked as he looked between Sam and I, "What's happened? Is she alright?"

I collapsed into the seat across from Brady as I tried to regulate my breathing. My little sister was missing, again. And my hand stung that a bitch.

"When did she leave?" Sam's voice was unwavering as he continued to stare at Brady. He was always so strong and reliable. I hugged my knees to my chest trying to think of all the places that she could have gone to.

"I-I don't know," Brady struck his head off the wall behind him as he closed his eyes. My heart felt like it was about to implode. I couldn't lose her again. I couldn't. A lone tear fell from my eye and I failed to notice as the tiny, blonde girl walked over to us.

"I-I know I s-shouldn't be listening," Brady's eyes immediately snapped open as she hesitantly spoke to Sam, "But a g-girl stormed out about two hours ago. Sh-she looked pretty upset."

"Thank you," I whispered as I grabbed the girl in a tight hug.

Looking meaningfully at Sam over her shoulder I tried to convey my worry to him in a single look. He simply nodded his head and Brady immediately stood up. The pack was on red alert and it was highly possible that my sister had been abducted by a vampire.

I was in hell, again.

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