Mitch walked slowly, his eyes filling up with tears as he looked at his surroundings. He didn't know where he was, but there were light everywhere. Loud music erupted from multiple buildings that looked like shacks, making Mitch move away from them.

Why did I run away?

Because it's your fault that everything in your Pack is happening right now. No one is going to miss you.

Mitch whimpered a bit, flinching when a raindrop fell on his head. Rain came crashing down, drenching him in a few seconds. He began to cry, wanton nothing more than to go home.

I'm so stupid!

You finally figured something out?! You're smart now!

Mitch ran under an awning, loud music pouring out of the club he stood in front of. An employee looked him up and down, raising an eyebrow at the young Special.

"Are you a stripper?"

Mitch turned around quickly, blushing as the employee looked at him. He tried to answer, but nothing came out. Besides, he didn't even understand what the man said, nor did he know what a stripper is.

"Um...uh..."

"Come on, boy. I don't got all day."

Mitch opened his mouth, but all that came out was a quiet sound. The employee thought it was one of agreement so he took Mitch's hand, forcing him inside.

"Well, hurry up! Time is money and money is time! Dress!"

Mitch looked around, widening his eyes. All he saw were breasts covered by impossibly small tassels, women wearing outfits that were far too uncovered to wear in the rain, and high heels that were longer than Lady Gaga's high heels.

In Mitch's perspective, anyway.

As for the men, they wore how ties or ties only. They wore shorts that Mitch only saw women wear and something on their wrists. Some wore hats or their hair was a mess, making Mitch wonder why their hair was messy.

"Why aren't you dressed yet?! Hurry up or you'll get punished!"

Mitch jumped, turning around to see a man that was a couple inches taller than him. A bit on the older side, may he add. The man's hair is graying and wrinkles were prominent all over his face. The man grabbed Mitch's arm, leading him back stage to change. Mitch looked back, wondering why some people were dancing on stage while others weren't.

What are they doing?

Mitch's thoughts were interrupted when he was pushed to the ground, letting out a squeak while the man slammed the door. The man scoffed, shaking his head as he looked at the skinny male.

"I could get a lot of money from you. Because of that, I expect you to make the most money out of all the other strippers here. If you fail to do so, you will severely punished by me and a stripper of my choosing."

Mitch stood up, his legs wobbly. He couldn't understand what is happening and by the looks of it, the boss man was not happy.

What's a stripper?!

"Hurry up! I don't got all day!"

The man shoved a black shirt and shorts Mitch's arms, a cat hair and on top of it. Mitch put the cat ears on, widening his eyes at how short the shorts were. The shorts were ripped yet the shirt wasn't any better. It was a crop top that stopped a few inches above his ribs. Mitch looked up, his eyes full of uncertainty.

"What?!"

"I-I do-do-don't know what you want me to do, Sir."

The man smirked, gripping Mitch's chin tightly. Mitch squeaked, his eyes filling up with tears as the man looked at him seriously. A weird smell came out of the man's mouth, making Mitch want to throw up. The man smirked, kissing Mitch's jawline before answering the Special's question.

"You take off your clothes, get money shoved down your pants, I get the money, you get nothing except a beating. You're mine now. No one could take you back."

Scott...save me.

~~~

Kirstin put her hand over her nose, shaking slightly as she felt something that felt like a liquid. She put her hand in front of her face, widening her eyes a she was met with blood.

My blood.

"HOW ARE YOU ALIVE?!" Alyssa yelled, pushing Kirstin back roughly. "MY HUSBAND WAS IN A COMA LAST YEAR BECAUSE OF YOU AND HE IS IN ANOTHER COMA! IF HE NEVER LOST HIS MEMORY, WE WOULD NEVER IN THIS MESS! I HATE YOU!"

"Alyssa," Avi spoke calmly, wrapping an arm around Kirstin. Tori became angry, wanting nothing more than to hurt Kirstin. "Let me explain."

"I DON'T NEED ANY EXPLANATION?! WHY IS SHE HERE?!"

"Alyssa-"

"Get your hands off that tramp! You're mine, Avi!"

"Tori, don't speak about her like that! She has feelings!"

"Considering that she almost killed Kevin and Mitch, actually killed Alex, and abused Ben and Mitch, I'm pretty sure that she doesn't have feelings at all."

"Just let me explain!"

"No!"

The Alpha and Betas fought while Kirstin stood there awkwardly, taking a tissue out her purse to get a napkin. She put it on her nose, watching three sixths of the Pack fighting. Kyah stood up, looking at Kirstin with a confused look on her face.

"I have no idea what's going on so I'm just going to leave. See ya."

Kirstin waves goodbye, looking back at the Pack. Avi and Tori were fighting now while Alyssa shook her head, tears falling down her cheeks steadily. Ben walked over to Kirstin, a nervous look on his face.

"Are you really Kirstin?"

Kirstin looked over at him, looking quite hysterical with tissue in her nose. She wiped it quickly, nodding her head as prepared her answer.

"Yes, I am. I'm not who you think I am though. Someone was lying. About me."

Ben widened his eyes, bringing Jessi over. Jessi nodded, wanting to get away from Kirstin as at as possible. Kirstin sighed, wiping her nose once more before looking at the recently eloped couple.

"I had a twin named Christina Tatiana. She looked exactly like me. We used to pretend to each other all the time. Anyway, she was sent to rehab for some mental issues. When she was getting ready, she made our mom think I was her. Since we had dark brown hair at the time, our mom believe her.

"I was in and out of rehabilitation centers until I was twenty two. I was with Avi at the time. I had just dyed my hair blonde and pierced my eyebrow. I thought I was free. The day I took a test for something, Christina has dyed her hair blonde and pierced her eyebrow. We looked exactly the same. Our mom took me to rehab and Christina did all these things to make me look like a villain.

"She stole money, abused Mitch, all these terrible things. When I received the phone call that she died, I couldn't tell if I should be celebrating or depressed. It was so hard. Now that I'm out of rehab, I want everyone to know that o never get Mitch. No one believes me though. Only my parents and Avi. I hate myself."

Kirstin began to cry, hiding her face with her hands. Sobs shook her tiny body and Jessi was quick to hug her. Maybe Kirstin wasn't lying. Maybe...

She was telling the truth.

"I believe you," Ben whispered, hugging Kirstin too. Kirstin nodded, sobbing quietly. "Shh, it's okay. You're alright. I believe you."

"Tha-thank you."

"You're welcome," Jessi whispered, kissing Kirstin's forehead sweetly. They looked back at the Pack, shaking their head. "Give me a few seconds...YO, SHUT UP AND LET KIRSTIN SPEAK FOR A FEE MINUTES!"

Avi, Alyssa, and Tori all jumped, widening their eyes at Jessi. Jessi smirked, knowing that their work here was done. Kirstin clear her throat and wiped her eyes, recalling her story once more. When she was done, Tori and Alyssa were crying and hugging her tightly.

"We're so sorry!"

"It's okay. I would have done the same thing."

"I'm sorry," Tori murmured, looking at Avi and Kirstin. She glared a bit, crossing her arms. "I won't be sorry if you love on my man."

Kirstin laughed a bit, shaking her head as she showed Tori her engagement ring.

"Let's just say I prefer cats over roosters any day."

Tori raised an eyebrow, not understanding what Kirstin meant. Avi whispered in Tori's ear, Alyssa and Kirstin laughing at her shocked expression.

"OH!"

"Yep!"

"Wait, what does she mean?"

"She means that see prefers pus-"

"Not in front of the Omegas, Avi."

"Okay."

~~~

Scott woke up, his chest hurting insanely. He turned off his fan, coughing loudly in hopes that someone heard him.

It worked!

"Hoying, are you okay?!"

"No, Commander," Scott coughed out, feeling sweaty and lethargic. He felt queasy, putting his hands on his stomach. "I think I'm ill."

"Aw, shoot. Okay, go to the nur-"

Scott threw up, making the Commander run over quickly. She widened her eyes, looking up at Scott worriedly.

"Cadet, you got to go home! You can't stay here anymore! Please pack up your belongings."

Scott nodded, trying his best not to cheer. The Commander walked out, bringing Scott out of bed. He began to pack, kissing a picture of Mitch before putting it in his suitcase.

"Don't worry, baby. We'll be together in no time."

Scott finished packing up, feeling more sick as he stood up. Travis came in, a worried look on his face as he ran over to Scott.

"Scott, what's the matter?!"

"Home...home."

"I know. The helicopter is almost here. You'll be home in no time. You'll be with Mitch again."

My little angel.

"Hoying," the Commander spoke up, Kelsey right behind her. Scott nodded, picking up his bag the best he could. "Kelsey is here. Since you get sick easily, you are forbidden from continuing to be a part big this war. I'm sorry."

You should be saying congratulations!

Scott walked out, waving goodbye to the Commandeer and Travis once more. He hopped into the helicopter, getting a look of disappointment from Kelsey.

"You made yourself sick, uh? That's what everyone does. It's not brand new."

Scott looked down at his lap, nodding slowly. He played with his fingers, refusing to look at Kelsey.

"I'm sorry. I just wanted to be with Mitch. He needs me."

"I'm not mad. I'm jut saying that you aren't the only one that has ever done that."

"What do yo-"

Kelsey smirked a bit, winking as Scott gasped loudly and put his hand over his mouth. Kelsey laughed, loving how shocked Scott was at this recently displayed piece of information.

"You did not!"

"I did."

"Mama Alpha, I expected better feel you."

"Hey, even Mama has to misbehave sometimes. Let me live my life and I'll let you live yours. I'm very proud of you for being a part of this war, Scott. You were a great help."

"I don't want to be a part of it ever again. I hated it so much."

"Don't worry, I thought the same exact way. Now, get some shuteye. You're sick and I don't want barf all over my helicopter."

"How did you get this helicopter?"

"I write. I'm in the middle of writing my third book in an Alpha and Omega series. It's very interesting."

"Hm, sounds interesting. You should let me read it."

"I'll let you read it if you fall asleep. Good night, Blondie."

Scott laughed a bit, closing his eyes tightly. Dreamland took over him, bringing him to a place he has never been before.

"Where am I?" Scott asked, walking around slowly. He was in a meadow, one that took his breath away because of the beauty it withheld. "Hello?"

"Are you my daddy?"

Scott looked around, widening his red at a small blonde girl. He covered his mouth with his hand, falling on the ground while he cried. Macy frowned, putting a small hand on his back.

"Don't cry. Everything will be okay."

"I'm crying because I know what you look like now. You look like me."

Macy smiled, adjusting her flower crown as she looked at Scott. Her smile frowned as something began to alert her, widening her eyes as she looked up at Scott.

"Daddy, there is an emergency. It has to do with my other daddy."

Scott widening his eyes, tearing up as Macy told him what was happening. He shook his head,crying as he thought about Mitch.

"Mitch, I'm going to save you baby. I'm going be home and we'll be a family again. I promise, I promise, I promise. Please stay strong for me. I'm going to stay strong for you. Stay safe."

Scott woke up.

A/N: Well...this chapter is one of my best. Despite all the bad stuff, this is probably one of the best chapters I have written in the entire series. I how you guys think the same.xD Anyways, I hope that you all enjoyed the chapter and remember that I love you all.:)

-Maddie🐶💕🎤