Authors note: I'm sorry for forgetting about this story! I've had some personal issues for the last 6 months and I just needed to focus on those. Anyway ya'll don't care about that if you keep reading this story it would make me happy but if not that's ok too. I'm making some major changes to this story putting in Quils POV and throwing in some major plot twists;) leave me comments about what you think, and any advice to make it better! Enjoy!

Claire woke up asleep at her desk. Not unusual for her, what was unusual was being woken up by a warm hand on her back and a soft kiss to her temple. Quil came to visit in the mornings but rarely woke her up.

"Good morning beautiful" his husky voice sent shivers down Claire's back, she looked up at him and smiled, he leaned down and gave her a kiss on the lips. It were times like these that Claire doubted breaking up with him. She loved the sweet carefree side of Quil. But the over protective I'm the big bad wolf side made her want to rip her hair out.

"Why are you here so early" Claire yawned and stood up to stretch as she awaited Quils answer. Quil ran a hand over his sleep deprived face, "Well Sam caught word that Sean Greyson was gonna throw his annual end of the year party on the beach this Friday, wanted to know if you had anything to do with it"? He looked at Claire with his eye brow pointed up in an all knowing way, she decided to play dumb and hit him in the soft spot that she know would get her off the hook.

"I'm not gonna lie to you babe I know of it and I was even invited, but I know I promised you I would go to the pack bonfire this week so I said no". She flashed him a smile that she knew would make him melt. He smiled so big that her heart clenched in her chest knowing that she lied to him. He came over and wrapped his huge arms around her, "I love you Claire", but before she could reply she felt a lurch in her stomach she pulled away as fast as she could and made a mad dash for the bathroom she made it to the bathroom just in time. Quil came running after her. He rubbed her back in a soothing motion, Claire dry heaved into the bowl a couple more times. Why was thing happening? She asked herself se could hear Quil calling her name but she was too lost in thought to reply, "This can't be happening she whispered".

Flashback

Claire and Quil were left alone a lot on weekend nights when Claire's mom had to work the night shift at the hospital, and sometimes there visits were not so innocent. She and Quil had sex many times but the first time would always stick out to her. She and Quil were sitting on the couch watching TV, she wanted to ask him about sex for a while now. She thought she was ready, when she finally got the courage to ask he had a totally different answer than she though he would have. He agreed and said that if she really thought she was ready then they should give it a go. That night was one of the most intense, beautiful, and painful nights of her life.

End Flashback

Claire could hear Quil calling for her mother and she quickly snapped out of her daze. She looked up from the bowl to see the very concerned faces of Quil and her mom. She stood up and wiped off her mouth.

"Maybe you should stay home honey' her mom said as she handed Claire her toothbrush and toothpaste. "I can stay with you I don't patrol again until tomorrow morning" Quil added. Claire sighed. I didn't make a difference, the year was almost over and they weren't doing anything in school anyway. "You need to go home and rest Quil, you have probably had a long night" Claire said, she was hoping he wouldn't take the bait, and of course, he didn't. "I can rest with you here it will make your mom feel better knowing someone is here with you while she is at work". He said, "He is right Claire it would, I'm not too concerned though, the stomach bug is going around so that is probably all it is you will just have to ride it out" she mom smiled and Claire smiled back at her. She looked to Quil who was leaning against the door behind her mother, he had a knowing look on his face, this might not just be a stomach bug.

Claire managed to get a few pieces of dry toast down after she cleaned herself up a bit after her mom was satisfied that Claire had a little something in her stomach she left for work. Claire sat on the couch as Quil shut the door behind her mother, he face the door for a moment before taking a deep breath and turning to look at her. "Claire" he said calmly "Are you pregnant"? Tears filled Claire's eyes as she went to respond, but before she could she slapped her hand over her mouth and ran for the bathroom with Quill right behind her. Please God let this be the stomach flu.