The first thing I noticed as I came to was a warm hand wrapped around my own. 

"What-" I said, starting to sit up, my eyes fluttering open. 

"Woah, take it easy, Foster. You just passed out." a masculine voice said as a hand pushed on my shoulder, forcing me to lay back down. I recognized that voice. 

"Keefe, what happened?" I asked. I was in a room that seemed familiar, like I'd been in it many, many times when I was younger. I was lying in a bed and Keefe was in a chair next to me. 

"I don't know. One second we were talking, and the next, you dropped your imparter and started whimpering. I had to light leap to Havenfield and then call Elwin. You scared me half to death." Keefe recounted.

"Sorry."

"It's alright." he sighed. "Just don't do it again." 

I decided not to answer since we both knew that I couldn't promise anything. 

"Sophie! You're awake!" Elwin exclaimed, coming in from another door. I jumped at his voice, not expecting to see him. At least it explained where I was, since I couldn't seem to figure out that I was in the Healing Center myself. 

"Hey, Elwin." I replied, wincing a bit as a spike of pain ran through my temple. It quickly started to fade only seconds later. 

"What hurts?" he asked, coming over to the side of the bed I was laying on and flashing light around me. 

"Just my head. I'm fine now, though." I said.

"Alright, but take this elixir. It should help with the headaches and nausea." Elwin said, handing me an elixir of a strange orange color. 

"Why would I have nausea?" I asked. I only seemed to be having pain in my head. 

"Well, Sophie, you seem to be experiencing something extremely unusual. Your body seems to think that you're pregnant and is responding as such."

At this, I shot a confused look at Keefe. Could it have something to do with me being pregnant in the future, but being trapped in the past? 

Mistaking my look as panic, Elwin quickly reassured me. 

"Don't worry, you're not pregnant. I checked." he soothed. 

"Okay. But why did it make me pass out?" 

"That, I'm not sure on. It might have something to do with your body being fragile at your age. Your body shouldn't be handling the strain of being pregnant and it may have reacted by causing you to pass out. It also could have been something with the amount of pain you experienced in your headache. There's no way to tell for sure." 

"Okay. That's a lot to take in." I said, sighing. 

"Is there anything you can do to stop it from happening?" Keefe asked, squeezing my hand that was still entrapped in his. 

"I'm afraid not. The best I can do is relieve the symptoms. Which reminds me, I need to go fetch some elixirs for you to take home, Sophie." Elwin said, going back through the door he first came out of. 

"Are you alright, darling?" Keefe asked, turning to me. 

"Yeah. It's nothing worse than all my other pregnancies." I replied. Keefe nodded and leaned forward to kiss my temple. 

"Where are my parents?" I asked, suddenly realizing how strange it was that they weren't at the Healing Center. 

"I-uh...I kinda didn't tell them..." Keefe mumbled.

"Keefe!" I scolded. "They're going to think I was abducted or something!"

"I left Sandor and told him to think of something." he said defensively. I rolled my eyes. 

"Keefe, you can't just leave with me without telling them! Don't you realize how scared they'll be?" 

"Did you ever think that maybe I was the scared one? What did you expect me to do? Go tell your parents and then come back and hope you were still alive? I had no idea what was happening to you!" he said, his voice rising. "I wasn't willing to take that chance with you, Sophie. I can't lose you." he added, this time practically whispering. I pushed myself forward so I was sitting on the bed and took his other hand so I was holding both of his hands in mine. 

"I love you." I said, knowing that was what he needed to hear more than anything else. 

"Love you too, Foster." he said quietly, leaning his head on my leg. I let go of one of Keefe's hands and used my now-free one to run it through his hair to calm him down. He'd normally never let me do it, what with 'the Hair' and all, but, instead, he welcomed my touch. 

"Hmm, you're finally letting me touch your hair." I murmured, continuing to run my fingers softly through his golden hair. At that, he smacked my hand away weakly, but then grabbed it back and brought it to his lips, pressing a kiss into my palm. When I tried to bring my hand back to his hair, he repeated the process, swatting away my hand again and then kissing it. I sighed, but left my hand where it was. 

"I'm sorry, mi amor." Keefe said after a while, sitting up and facing me.

"You don't have anything to be sorry for. If anything, I'm the one that needs to apologize. I should have been more understanding." 

"That doesn't make it right for me to have reacted the way I did and yell at you." 

"It's okay. It happens. We've fought over the silliest of things and I can't count the amount of times I've yelled at you." I smiled.

"Are you saying you're a worse elf than I am?" Keefe smirked, grabbing my waist and pulling me from the cot and onto his lap. 

"That depends on what the punishment would be for it." I said, smirking back, my nose right against his. 

"Hmm, well, I think it would have to include a considerable amount of these." he said, pressing his lips to mine and pulling me even closer to him.

"And-" Keefe started to say, his lips barely inches from mine, before being interrupted by voices down the hall.

"Darn. I wasn't done." Keefe complained, loosening his grip around my waist and pulling away slightly. I laughed and pulled myself out of his lap and back onto the bed. 

Moments after I had climbed back on the bed, Grady and Edaline burst into the Healing Center, Sandor behind them with a apologetic expression on his face. 

"Couldn't stop them" he mouthed to me. I gave him a slight shrug. 

"Why were we not told you were in the Healing Center and why is That Boy here?" Grady asked, looking very annoyed. 

"I was hailing Keefe to tell him about the sleepover when I passed out, dad. I probably just didn't eat enough today." I said, hoping he bought the lie. 

"Oh, okay. We were worried, Sophie!" Edaline said in her soft voice. I smiled. 

"Thanks, mom, but I'm fine." I replied.

"Here's the elixirs for the headaches and nausea." Elwin called, coming out from his office. 

"Oh, hello Grady, Edaline." he said. 

"Headaches? Nausea?" Edaline asked. 

"Did Sophie not explain?" Elwin asked, a puzzled look crossing his face. I desperately signaled for Elwin to stop talking, but he was focused on Edaline and Grady. 

"No, she didn't." Grady said, shooting me a look. 

"Sophie has a strange problem. She has all the symptoms of pregnany despite not bearing a child." Elwin replied. 

"What could possibly cause that?" Edaline asked. 

"Well, I have a few theories. The first one is that Sophie was pregnant, but somehow lost the baby and her body hasn't adjusted yet." Elwin explained. 

At this, Grady's glare shot back and forth between Keefe and I and his face turned an unnatural shade of red. 

"Another possible explanation could be that Sophie's hormones or genes malfunctioned." 

Both Grady and Edaline looked at me. It wasn't uncommon knowledge that the Black Swan had messed up my genetics before. 

"And, lastly, this Sophie could be from a different dimension or time that she happens to be pregnant in and it somehow glitched Sophie's body as a side effect of switching places with our Sophie." 

I gasped. Uh-oh. 

I just wanted to give credit to @-moondreamz for the idea for this chapter :) <3           I asked for ideas for something a while back and she suggested that switching timelines affect them in some way. I didn't use it for the what I needed an idea for at the time, but I loved the idea and wanted to incorporate it somewhere. I'm sure this wasn't exactly what she was expecting when she suggested it, but whatever haha :)