Hi everyone I am not dead I promise, but I am in college so that's why I have been lacking in the updating department. I have not forgotten about this story, so bear with me as I push forward with it. Keep the reviews coming I love reading them. Thank you to everyone who had reviewed

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Andreas POV

If anything happened to Paul I would never forgive Sam. I couldn't even call him my dad right now. How could he hurt someone I loved so much? I sat next to Paul on the bed holding his hand, I closed my eyes and kept praying that he would wake up soon. A tear slipped from my eyes as I raised his hand to my lips and kissed it.

"Please baby, come back to me. I need you and our babies need their daddy." I couldn't stop the steady stream of tears as they fell down my face. At this point I didn't care if anyone knew I was crying. The man I love lay motionless on the bed, if they expected anything different they could get over it.

"Andrea" I looked up as Sam walked into the room. I squinted my eyes at him, he had no right to be near me or Paul right now.

"What do you want Sam?" He looked at me as if I had slapped him in the face. At this moment I have so very glad I had done more than slap him when he was hurting Paul.

"Dre, I'm sorry I don't know what came over me. I would never hurt Paul and I don't understand why I did." Did he really think I would believe him after the way he had been acting?

"Really is that the best excuse you can give me, you would never hurt him. Look at him, he looks pretty hurt to me."

'I know baby, I wish I could take it back." I glared at him as he leaned back against the wall.

"You wish you could take it back, hell you never should have done it in the first place, what the hell is wrong with you"? I was nearly yelling at this point

"I really wish I knew, what did you hit me with? Whatever it was it sure seemed to clear my head fast."

"Yeah, seems a crow bar too that thick head of yours should do it." I shot back at him

"Well that makes sense as to why I was seeing double for half an hour." I didn't even look back at him, did he really expect me to care.

"You know I really don't give a rat's ass how you feel right now Sam. I can't even call you my dad right now because my dad would never had tried to hurt someone I love." I said looking back at him.

"I understand." He looked like he was about to break down in tears but at the moment I really could care less.

"Then understand if he does not pull through, I will never forgive you."

"I understand" Was all he said as he closed his eyes letting a tear slip freely from his eyes. He didn't bother covering it up. I turned my attention back to Paul, he still hadn't moved.

"Your mom changed the twins and put them down for a nap." I nodded not looking away from Paul.

I looked up as mom entered the room. "How's he doing baby girl"?

"No worse and no better." She nodded as she turned to glare at dad. "I sure hope you are happy with yourself, this is no example to set for our children or for little Micah. I am taking them to my mother's until you can get a grip on your anger and grow up."

"Em please don't leave, my wolf can't take being away from you."

"Well you should have thought about that before you nearly ripped Paul's throat out." She glared at him as she passed. I watched as he reached out to her, she easily brushed past him not looking back at him. I watched as he slipped down the wall and sat on the floor his head in hands.

"I didn't do this Dre, I never would have hurt him. Something made me hurt him, I would never take someone you love away from you. Yes I was mad that Paul wanted you to leave but not that mad."

'I don't want to hear excuses right now." I whispered knowing damn well he could hear me. I laid next to Paul laying my hand on his chest. When I looked up again Sam was gone, I stood up looking out the window. I watched as he phased with his clothes on, before running into the woods. I didn't want him to know right now how freaked out I was when he said he wasn't in control of himself. What hell could that have meant? Had his wolf become so dominate that he couldn't control it anymore.

Sam's POV

I ran as fast as I could not caring about my brothers concerned voices in my head. I blocked them out not wanting anyone to see the dark images playing in my head. I had nearly killed my brother, my daughters soon to be husband. I slowed to a trot as I came to the river, my chest heaved from the running. I slumped down putting my head on my Paws.

"Does it freak you out that I can take control of your body and there is nothing you can do about you didn't even know I did it. I bet you are going to love it when I so the Sam to Paul when he recovers. He won't be able to stop himself from kill Andrea and those babies." I growled as my father's demon voice flooded my head.

I continued to growl as I stood walking back towards the house. I had to figure out a way to keep myself from letting him take over and I definitely had to find a way to keep him from hurting Andrea and Paul and the babies.

"Good luck mutt boy, you are just as worthless as when you were little, too soft hearted."

I didn't even bother replying to him, I wouldn't let him win.