This was originally written in response to a tumblr prompt: accidently/one night stand pregnancy AU, I thought I should share it here for my readers who enjoy my Pack Verse.

It takes place 2 years before John is born.

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Her twenty-third birthday had been a week earlier. For a birthday gift, her mum had let her pick one place she wanted to visit and had paid for the entire trip. She had selected Athens and was at the end of her first week there when the sudden pressure in her lower stomach announced she was going into heat early. Sighing because she had been looking forward to the rest of the trip and she does not know any of the packs in the area, she heads back towards the hotel she is staying in.

She had just reached it when a young man with rich chocolate eyes and wavy dark-brown, almost black hair touches her arm.

"Excuse me miss," he murmurs, his voice low hum.

Her nose barely twitches as she smells the air, catching a whiff of the fact he is an wolf shifter. "Can I help you?" she queries, stopping to look up at his face.

He has warm eye, the sort of eyes that say trust me and I'm safe to a person, with a matched warm smile.

"I was going to offer you help, if you desire, as you have already gathered I'm a wolf as well and you smell divine." he replies politely, "I'm Andrew."

Tilting her head, she studies him for a moment, before nodding once as a smile blooms across her lips. If she has a partner for her heat, it is likely going to be shorter. All of her shared heats have been shorter than ones spent on her own. "Sandra," she responds, "and that would be delightful."

Bowing his head slightly, he asks, "Is there time for a meal first?"

"A short one," she answers lightly, "this is actually a bit odd for me."

"Oh?" he replies questioningly, offering her an arm.

Blushing, she responds, "My heat is not supposed to be for another month, this is the first time I have been early."

"Ah," he hums, "I had a sister who had that issue,."

"Had?"

He nods, leading her to a small café just a street over from her hotel. "She died in a car accident. The other driver was drunk and not paying attention."

"I'm sorry to hear that," she tells him, her empathy picking up on his sorrow even as he shakes it off.

He shrugs, "She is with the Earth Lord."

They share a meal at the small café before her heat flares further.

"My home is there," he motions to one of the houses they had passed, "I went shopping yesterday, so it is fully stocked with food."

She uses her empathy to check his motives before smiling at him, "That's acceptable, I do not know how long my heat will last."

"We could collect your things and return to my home for the duration?"

Smiling, she nods and accepts the hand offered to her, the two of them head to the hotel where she gathers her stuff, and turns in her key before they head to his home. Once there, she puts her things to the side of the door, out of the way but still easy to access before turning to the wolf.

"Do you have any rules about kissing?" she inquires with a tilt of her head.

Confusion is the emotion she both smells and feels from him as he answers, "Of course not, why would I?"

Shrugging her shoulder she replies, "I have had partners in the past who will not kiss because we are not mates. I understand."

Stepping close, he smiles down at her gently, asking, "Do you have rules against it?" His breath is warm against her face.

Instead of answering, she places her hands on his shoulders and leans up slightly, pressing their lips together in a slow kiss. His hands gently cup her hips, thumbs stroking her slowly as they continue to kiss.

"My room?" he breathlessly queries.

"Yes," she replies, pressing light kisses to the underside of his jaw, nipping at the junction between jaw and throat.

He groans, a lovely vibration she feels against her lips before settling back on her heels, smiling up at him.

"Lead the way," she suggests.

Taking her hand, he leads her through the house to a spacious bedroom in warm wood tones. Over the next several hours he takes his time slowly undressing her and worshiping her body. By the time the first wave has passed, she is wondering if she can find him for her next heat too. Over the next three days, in between bouts of love making and sleeping, he makes her the most wonderful foods, cuddles with her, and just listens to her talk about whatever comes to mind. It is so very different from any other shifter she has spent a heat with before. By the end of it, she feels cherished. When her heat has passed, he invites her to stay in his guest bedroom if she would like for the remainder of her trip, instead she ops to stay with him.

During the day they explore the city, he shows her wonderful places to eat, the history that outsiders might never get a chance to see, and beautiful places. At night they spend it wrapped together, bodies intertwined wherever they happen to be. By the time she has to leave, she feels wonderful, complete, like she belongs, and asks if she can come see him again. He smiles without actually answering and she takes it as a yes.

Before she heads to the plane to leave they have one last long, slow kiss. It is a kiss that would stick with her for the rest of her life.

Three months later when she misses her heat she asks her mum to check her, worried that something is wrong. She never expects to get the news that she is pregnant.