(Okay sooo…I hope this goes as well as I hope As always…review!)

EMEN'S POV:

He sat up kind of groggy. How in the hell had that mutt knock him out? He groaned as he stood up and looked around. Of course Natasha was missing. He wondered what the dog would want with her anyways. He groaned and rubbed his back. Man he was stiff. Anger started to rise as the grogginess started to disappear. He had taken something that was rightfully his! His soon to be bride! His girl! Natasha.

Emen muttered things as he looked at the hole in the wall before walking upstairs and clanging around his room for something to wear after he got out of the shower. He was going to need a shower and to look nice for what was to come. Once he got his girl back he'd change her and then marry her. This was how things were going to go and nothing was going to stand in his way. Now he just had to wait and look around to see where the dog was staying.

He sighed as he stripped and got into the shower and started to wash all the much from the dungeons off of him. He groaned as he stretched. He felt terrible but he'd feel great when he got her back. He needed her back! He growled to himself and finished washing up before drying off and getting dressed. He smirked to himself as he grabbed his wallet, slipped on his shoes, and headed out the door while slipping sunglasses on his head.

This was the type of chase that he'd never forget.

NATASHA'S POV:

She didn't understand what was happening to her. She had to be by Sam's side no matter what. She wanted to kiss him all the time and make him happy. She knew this wasn't her thinking it though. Something was wrong and she didn't understand what. She was sitting next to Sam with his arm around her shoulders and her head on his chest on the couch in the living room. It was definitely comfortable but something was off.

"Sam" she said quietly like an afraid animal. "Yes" he asked raising an eyebrow. "What's wrong with me" she whispered. "Something isn't right. I should hate you right now but I can't" she was afraid more than anything right now. She figured out a little while ago that people fear what they don't understand and she knew it was true. He sighed and looked at her. "This all means that you're my mate" he shrugged and smiled at her. "You feel this pull towards me and that's the thing that shows that you're meant to be with me" he told her and kissed her.

Her heart fluttered but her stomach sank. She kissed him back greedily before he pulled back and lightly pushed on her shoulders. She pouted and instantly her mind made her feel like throwing up. How did this happen? If she was truly his mate then she wouldn't feel sick every time she touched him or kissed him. She felt him pull away all of a sudden and she noticed a man in the doorway. He was as tan as Sam. "Can I talk to you" he said staring at Sam and then glancing towards me before looking at Sam again. "Yeah" Sam sighed and something beyond me made me reach out towards him.

"I'll be right back" he told her. She watched him walk out and she felt a strong pull to be closer to him. As they walked into the other room and closed the door she walked over and pressed her ear to the door to listen to what they were saying. She heard Sam speak first. "What do you want Jake? This better be important" he sounded aggravated. "I was talking to your witch friend. She told me that she put a spell on the girl for you" Jake stated. "Yeah. So" Sam asked getting even angrier.

"Well, she also told me that if the girl gets too far then the spell won't work anymore. If she somehow finds her actual mate or true love then the spell is broken for good" Jake said with a sigh. Natasha's eyes widened. That's what she had to do. She had to run away and get far enough away where she wouldn't feel the pull anymore. "Let's just hope that the witch's powers work a pretty good distance" Jake sighed. Sam did the Sam before nodding.

Natasha knew that she had to act now or never so she quietly walked away from the door and towards the other door that led to one of the many halls. She opened it and after peeking out to see that the coast was clear, she jogged down the hall and turned into another hallway. She heard yelling and panicked. Her heart was tugging her back and telling her to just forget about this and stay with him but her mind was telling her to keep going.

She started running now. She had to get away from Sam and clear her head. She ran into a room and noticed it was the library. She searched for somewhere that she could hide or for an exit. She saw a balcony and ran over to see no way of escaping. She spun around and looked around the room. She ran to another door and ran down the hall and made it to a glass door. She opened it quietly and shut it just as quietly. She looked around and saw a road in between woods. She decided to stay near the road but be in the trees just in case.

She ran quickly into the trees and sprinted. She needed to get away. Just get away. She felt her heart lighten up and she didn't have that pull for Sam as much. She sighed in relief as she felt a sudden burn of anger and hate rise up. She bit her lip as she slowly started to go into a walk. She walked right alongside of the road with a few trees covering her. Before she knew it there was no pull at all and she could walk freely. She noticed that it was getting darker and darker. Next thing she knew there were headlights and then everything went blurry and she hit the ground hard. She heard a male's voice before she was gone into the dark depths of slumber.

(So what do you think? Who should pick her up? What should happen?)