I am going to try to make this forty chapters. Right now, it seems like it will be at least thirty so....

Qu33n26 and PTX-Soprano , got any ideas?😂

"HOW DO YOU LOSE FOUR CHILDREN?!"

Leeanna and Ben both jumped, tears gathering in their eyes as Scott wakes back and forth. He had his hands behind his and when Scott's hands are behind his back, he meant business.

"How is that even possible?! You two are teenagers! You're supposed to be losing your phones, not four children under the age of three!"

Leeanna cleared her throat, causing Scott to glare at her. She jumped a bit, her eyes full of worry.

"Scott, something happened when the kids were taken."

"What?"

Leenna sighed to herself, playing with her fingers as she began to cry some more. Ben rubbed her back, looking up at Scott with tears in his eyes.

"Scott, we were..."

"What?"

"We were knocked out. Completely. We didn't even remember what happened. All we remember was putting the kids to sleep."

Scott dropped his jaw, wondering what happened to Tori and Avi when Jordyn was kidnapped. Were they actually asleep when it happened or were they knocked out?

"I...I need to something."

"Hey, Scott!"

"Hey, ba-what did you do to your hair?!"

Mitch smiled, his now blond hair looks perfect. He stayed at the hair salon while Scott drive back to the house to talk to Ben and Leeanna about the whole ordeal. How did he not see this new color of Mitch's hair?

"Wh-why did you get hair done that color? I thought you wanted it to be purple?"

Mitch blushed a bit, letting Scott run his hands through it. Ben and Leeanna smiled weakly, loving how cute the couple are.

"Because...I wanted to look like you, hair wise."

Scott smiled, hugging Mitch tightly as he teared up a bit. He has to leave tomorrow for fighting at Europe. He hasn't even said how long he ha to stay there.

"Anyway," Scott spoke up, looking back at Ben and Leeanna. "We have to look for our children. I have to leave tomorrow for an upcoming war in Europe. I have to fight a rouge group called The Pioneers. They were people who disagreed with The Council before it was made and sticks to the older laws. That included killing Divergents and Specials."

Mitch whimpered, holding onto Scott as tightly as he could. He has not one but five family members that will leave or are kidnapped. He shook his head, looking up at Scott while tears blurts his vision.

"What are we going to do? What happens if I have to find out children by myself? I need you, Scott. More than anything."

"I know, baby," Scott murmured, brushing the blond hair back. He looked back at Ben and Leeanna, looking at them seriously. "I want you two to remember what you last remembered."

Leeanna looked at Ben, not being able to speak. Ben sighed, looking at the couple seriously.

"We just finished feeding them and we were putting them in their cribs. Leeanna went downstairs to get something because she needed it and not even a minute later, I hear her screaming for help and I ran downstairs quickly...that's all I could remember."

Scott nodded, holding Mitch close to him as he began to cry some more. Leeanna frowned, standing up to hug them when she felt a piece of paper in her pocket. She walked over to the couple, look yo at them innocently.

"This is for Mitch."

Mitch nodded, taking the letter from her and opening right away. He gasped at it, his hands shaking like crazy.

You lost your baby because you were stupid. Your little Macy could be making you happy, but you screwed all that up. It's all your fault.

?

Mitch looked up st Scott, shaking a bit as something came back.

Something that was not good at all.

I'm back! Did you miss me?

"Scott?"

"Yes, dear?" Scott asked, holding Mitch closely. The Omega began to cry, shaking his head as he pointed at his head.

"The voice is back."

And I'm never leaving. You lost your baby because yourself. Nice going.

"All my fault."

~~~

"Esther, why are you doing this?!"

"Because I want children!"

Darien rolled his eyes, noticing how they all looked sad. They were all crying, wanting nothing more than their parents. Esther looked at her watch, smirking a bit as Jessi entered the room.

"Up next, the Olusola children. Aw, this will be so fun."

"Why are you doing this?" Darien asked, shaking his head. Jessi nodded in agreement, wanting to be with Ben. "What did these children ever do to us?"

"Nothing," Esther replied, shrugging her shoulders. Darien scoffed, shaking his head. "I want children! Is that too much to ask for?!"

"We're having one, Esther!"

"But we could lose her!"

"We'll be fine, Esther! Stop stealing their babies! The Grassi-Hoyings, Olusolas, or your one northern and his wife never hurt you! Why are you being like this?!"

Esther shook her head, biting her lip so tears wouldn't run down her cheeks. She took a deep breath, looking at Darien seriously as she walked up to him. Jessi began to walk over to the door, planning their great escape.

"Because we're going to lose this baby, Darien. All the Kaplan children can't have children. It's a miracle Jordyn is here. I just want children."

"So you steal them?! Esther, you're being absolutely jealous right now! Who caused you to do this?!"

Esther glared at the ground, clenching her fists. She finally answered, her face becoming red from anger.

"Avi."

"What did Avi ever do to you? Please educate me on that."

Esther scoffed, shaking her head as she looked in Jessi's direction. They stopped, staying put as Esther looked back at Darien angrily.

"He stopped talking to me. Thus us my revenge towards him. He deserves all that is happening to him."

"So if he were to do the same to you, would you say something about it? You two are siblings! Why do you hate each other so much?!"

"BECAUSE HE STOPPED TALKING TO ME AFTER I TOLD KIRSTIN THAT HE COULDN'T GET PREGNANT!"

Darien widened his eyes, looking up at Jessi. They were by the door now, ready to escape at any moment. Darien nodded, giving them a thumbs up as he went to his wife's side.

"So...you stole his baby?"

"Yes! He lied to Kirstin about being able to make her pregnant! He lied to her relentlessly and pretended to wonder why she couldn't get pregnant! I didn't want her to suffer anymore so I told her the truth! Now she's dead and my brother is a jerk!"

Darien raised an eyebrow, looking up at Jessi when they opened the door. He nodded, waving goodbye to them. Jessi smiled, waving goodbye and ran away, away from Esther's clutches.

For good.

"Maybe the reason why Avi is being a jerk is because you said something that was personal to him and he was waiting for the right time to do so?"

"He lied to her though! They tried five times, five! He lied to her five times! That's why I hate him! That's why I don't what to see him anymore!"

Darien was quick to offer a rebuttal.

"What if Avi were to do the same? Hue would you like it?"

Esther frowned, running a hand up and down her arm. Darien shook his head, waiting for a response.

"I'll feel terrible."

"Good. Now how about you stop condemning Avi and-"

"Where's Jessi?"

Darien widened his eyes, the babies crying louder now. Esther glared at him, becoming more anger by every passing second.

"YOU LET THEM LEAVE?!"

"I-"

Darkness.

~~~

Kevin didn't tell Alyssa this, but when he was in the car accident, he was told that his memory will come back and leave for long periods of time. Eventually, it'll come to the point where he will no longer remember anything.

Absolutely nothing.

He hasn't told anyone this, not at all. This has been going on for the past year, almost two and he still has not mentioned it once. The days he worked extra hours with Avi at the guitar store were actually appointments with his doctor. They talked about what will happen when he experiences his premature version of dementia. The choices will affect his entire family and Pack.

If he remembered them.

"You will have to go to a place for dementia victims. You will possibly stay there for the rest of your life."

He didn't know how to tell Alyssa that. He couldn't because who would be there to help her raise the children? The Pack will be there, but they will have their own families to take care of. Alyssa will basically be a single mom without her and Kevin's consents.

"Or you could have brain surgery. The surgery itself is very complex and will take the entire day. The survival rate is very small. Your life is in my hands if you choose the surgery."

Kevin couldn't believe these choices. It's either living in a home where he has to think hard about who he knows and loves or he will have a surgery that has the power to kill him yet will bring back his memory. He didn't know which one to choose and it broke his heart in a million of pieces.

"When will I lose my entire memory?"

"In the next two months. I'm sorry, Kevin."

Two months have passed since then and Kevin was dreading this day and many other days. He wasn't ready. He refused go be ready.

"Kevin?! Baby?!"

He sat up, trying to distinguish the voice. The woman sounded familiar, but he couldn't quite place it.

"Kevin? I have the kids with me! They want to see you!"

I have kids?

"Babe, hurry up! We're going out to dinner tonight, remember? You had a promotion at the hospital!"

I did?

"Hurry up!"

Kevin did as he was told, standing up as his legs became wobbly. He managed to stable himself, taking deep breaths as he took out some pictures from his pockets. He looked at them, pictures of the Pack and his family with their names written on them. He found the one with Alyssa, putting the pictures back in his pocket as he walked downstairs.

"Yes, Alyssa?"

"Babe, I'm so proud of you! You're going to make so much money and we will be able to send the kids to college and-"

"Alyssa, there is something I want to tell you."

Alyssa stopped talking, widening her eyes a bit as Kevin put his hand up. He sighed, brushing her hair back gently.

"Do you remember how I lost my memory almost two years ago?"

Alyssa nodded, getting scared as Kevin put a hand on her cheek. The kids ran around like crazy, giggling loudly and oblivious to the conversation between their parents.

"I have been dishonest with you."

"H-how?"

Here goes.

"I've been in and out of the hospital for this entire year. I have been experiencing extreme memory loss and I went to the hospital to check it out. Turns out that my memory will sometimes be there but not there other times. That will keep on happening until sometime this month."

"Wh-what's going to happen?!"

"I won't remember you or anyone else for the rest of my life."

Alysa began to cry, holding onto her husband. Kevin teared up himself, taking a deep breath to finish.

"When that happens, I will have to go to a home for people with dementia. I will stay there for the rest of my life."

"What's the other option?"

"I have a brain surgery that has the potential to kill me."

"What do you want?"

Kevin answered and Alyssa fell to her knees.

A/N: Well...what do you guys want?

A. House that has people with dementia

-or-

B. Brain surgery

The one you choose will affect the story in anyway.;) Anyways, I hope that you all enjoy this chapter and remember that I love you all.:)

-Maddie🐧🐧🐧