AN: SERIOUSLY READ GUYS, PLEASE:

I HAVE BEEN INFORMED BY TWO REVIEWERS THAT THIS FANFICTION WAS COPIED AND PUBLISHED ONTO A SITE KNOWN AS WATTPAD (ALSO CALLING IT THEIR OWN AND ASKING IT NOT TO BE STOLEN, EVEN GOING AS FAR AS TO COPYRIGHT IT ON THE SITE). WATTPAD IS A SITE THAT I AM ALSO ON TO PUBLISH ORIGINAL WORK.

I WROTE THIS FANFICTION BECAUSE I LOVE THIS FANDOM AS WELL AS A WAY TO HONE MY WRITING SKILLS. IF YOU WANT TO WRITE A FANFICTION OF YOUR OWN, HAVE YOUR OWN IDEAS. I WOULD HAVE BEEN MORE THAN WILLING TO HELP YOU WITH A STORY IF YOU HAD ASKED ME INSTEAD OF STEALING MY OWN WORK.

I HAVE ALREADY REPORTED THIS PERSON AND REQUESTED IT BE TAKEN DOWN. IF I HEAR ABOUT THIS AGAIN I WILL HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO TAKE DOWN THIS STORY AS WELL AS POSSIBLY MY OTHER STUFF. AS FAR AS I KNOW THE ACCOUNT AND STORY ON WATTPAD IS GONE BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN EVERYTHING IS OKAY

THIS IS NOT FAIR TO THOSE OF YOU WHO ARE TRULY READING THIS TO ENJOY IT. I CAN'T SAY HOW ASHAMED I AM OF THIS PERSON AND BELIEVE THAT WHATEVER HAPPENED FROM THIS SHOWS WHAT WILL HAPPEN IN REAL LIFE.

THANK YOU TO THE GUEST REVIEW WHO TOLD ME ABOUT THIS, SINCE I CAN NOT CONTACT YOU PERSONALLY. IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU THIS PERSON WOULD HAVE GOTTEN AWAY WITH THIS ACT AND I CAN'T TELL YOU HOW HEARTBROKEN I AM THAT SOMETHING LIKE THIS HAS HAPPENED. SO THANK YOU, GUEST REVIEWER, IF YOU HAVE AN ACCOUNT I WOULD PM YOU TO SHOW MY THANKS.

ALSO THANK YOU TO "Emily mx 1" FOR POINTINTG IT OUT AS WELL AS MESSAGING THIS PERSON TOO.

TO EVERYONE ELSE PLEASE KEEP TRACK OF YOUR STORIES IN CASE SOMEONE ELSE TRIES TO STEAL YOURS. MAKE SURE YOU LOOK ON OTHER SITES YOU MAY HAVE ACOUNTS ON AS WELL AS LET YOUR READERS KNOW BECAUSE I WAS LUCKY ENOUGH TO HAVE YOU GUYS TO SEE THIS AND COME TO ME WHICH I CAN NOT BE MORE HAPPY ABOUT. WE CAN'T LET THIS HAPPEN TO THE WORKS WE PUT SO MUCH TIME AND EFFORT INTO.

I APOLOGIZE BUT THIS WILL BE MY LAST UPDATE FOR A WHILE.

-APRIL

/oo/

(PREVIEW FOR CHAPTER 27)

"How the hell can you be pregnant?!" Loomis growled at me as we stood in the kitchen, the pregnancy held tightly in my hands. I sent Emmy out to play as soon as I read the results and pulled Loomis into the kitchen.

"I'm pretty sure you are familiar with the process doctor," I answered sarcastically.

"Kat, do you realize the dangers in this situation? Not only with telling Michael but for your family as well!"

"I am well aware of what I'm facing!" I yelled, "I not only need to tell Laurie and wait for this town to put the pieces together but I also have to tell the father who happens to be the Boogeyman! I'm trying to take this one step at a time and you are NOT helping!"

"Kat, I'm not going to abandon you; I will help support you as much as I can and protect you from the town with the best of my abilities, but there's only so much I can do. My reputation isn't exactly what it used to be," he said softly, placing a hand over one of my own as a way of comfort.

"Thank you," I whispered, "First I need to tell Emmy, then Laurie. I can tell Dallas and Oliver when they get back from Ohio. Then I will figure out Michael,"

"Normally people choose to tell the father first,"

"Since when have I been a normal person?" I asked, glaring. I pulled away and walked to the back door, opening it and looking out into the backyard. Emmy was on the far side, close to the trees, looking as if she was digging in the dirt, her once clean clothes now covered in dust and probably mud. For a brief second I questioned what she could have been searching for, but I dismissed it, choosing to focus on the more important topic.

"Emmy?" I called, waiting for her to look up at me, "Can you come inside? There's something I need to tell you,"

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(MICHAEL POV)

Michael waited until Kat and Loomis led Emmy into the dining room before he entered the house. Something was going on and whatever it was, Kat was doing everything in her power to hide it from him.

He entered the basement, in case someone decided to hang around in the kitchen before making his way up the stairs to the mudroom, listening for any voices.

When he walked into the kitchen, he could hear the muffled voices on the other side of the house where the three were talking. He needed to find out what it was.

Just as he began to leave the room, he noticed something on the counter. A small object that Kat or Loomis must have been forgotten when they ushered Emmy into the house. Walking closer to the object, he recognized it, but his mind didn't seem to want to accept it. Tucking his knife into his waistband, he lifted the stick for closer inspection.

It was a pregnancy test.

And it was positive.

He and Kat needed to have another conversation. As soon as Loomis was gone and Emmy was safely in bed, he would make sure she couldn't avoid him.

Make sure she couldn't escape him.

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(That night)- KAT POV

I stood in the doorway of Emmy's room, watching her sleep with her stuffed rabbit and sucking her thumb; an occasional habit she claims not to have. She had been ecstatic, like I had predicted, when I told her the news; overjoyed to be a big sister. The light that shone in her eyes looked the same as the light Michael once had whenever he saw his baby sister all those years ago.

I placed a hand over my still flat stomach and wondered what would happen when the baby was born. There was no way we would have a normal family. It was laughable to think of a scenario where Michael would settle down and Emmy wouldn't turn more into him. It was a scenario I didn't want to see.

Quietly leaving the room, I walked down the hall towards my room, exhaustion finally taking its hold on me. Pushing the door open, I ignored turning on the light, choosing to just crawl into bed in my sweatpants and T-shirt when something stopped me. Something which suddenly closed my door and walked up behind me. Something that grabbed my arm to tell me it was there.

That something being Michael.

Crap.

Pulling my arm away, I turned towards him and my breath caught in my throat at the sight of him. His eyes were black with the faintest hints of blue, burning into me as if they were looking for something. Neither of us moved for a few minutes before he reached into his pocket and pulled a white stick out for me to see. My heart stopped when I realized it was my test. He must have found it.

Crap.

"Yeah, I'm pregnant," I breathed, waiting for him to respond while my stomach flipped with nerves.