hi guys i know you guys are mad (dodges a brick to my head) i haven't updated my story but that's getting deleted but this is not my story its my friend Yoanna's she her account name is banhan if you want to read the original version cuz this one has a girl stiles and she has guy stiles so yeah...enjoy :)

stiles woke up on Saturday feeling stiff and sore for some reason and her head was incredibly sore, and not to mention her stomach had been causing her grief for quite some while, but she had dismissed it as a stomach bug. Stiles just did not have time to care about a simple stomach bug, all hell was literally breaking lose, putting her werewolf friends and her mate, Derek at risk.

The pack had eliminated the alpha pack and they thought once they got rid of them that things would get better, but as it turns out, they were wrong. There was a new wolf in town, but the pack was yet to determine who it was, though one thing was for sure: this new wolf had no pack; it was dangerous and in the past month, had managed to kill over four people.

Stiles walked down the stairs, gripping her stomach as she slowly made it to the bottom of the stair case. Stiles looked around the lounge room and kitchen, in hopes that she would find her father, but her search only ended in disappointment, as it became clear that her father was at work…..again. Ever since her father found out about the werewolves, he had been working more and it felt like he was ignoring Stiles as well, which made Stiles want to curl up in a corner and cry. What she was feeling now, was similar to how he felt when her mother had lost the battle to cancer, and even though Stiles had technically not 'lost' her father, it felt like she had. Stiles was about to go to back to bed to be miserable when she realized that she should call Derek. They hadn't spoken to each other for a whole day because of some errands Derek had to do, and it was complete torture on Stiles.

'Derek' Stiles screamed into the phone, extremely happy that her boyfriend had answered the phone. Stiles stomach did flips when he heard Derek chuckle on the other line; hearing Derek so happy made Stiles feel so giddy.

'Miss me?' God, why did Derek have to taunt Stiles?

'I would say no, but that would be a complete lie' Stiles couldn't help but smile as she said this as she could only imagine Derek's facial expression, which seemed to always be happy whenever he was thinking, talking or seeing Stiles. 'Anyway, what are you doing?'

'Nothing much, the pack just left about ten minutes ago. I think I may have pushed them a bit too hard in the training session, but oh well. Better safe than sorry. Don't you agree?' Whoa, Derek had never been this talkative before.

'I agree with you, but don't push them too hard. We've just won an enormous victory with defeating the alpha pack; let them celebrate their victory for at least a little longer. Anyway, this is not the reason I rang. Do you reckon you can come over breakfast, Dad's gone and …'

Stiles didn't get to finish what she was saying, because she felt an intense cramp in her stomach and she fell down to the floor, unable to move as horrible heaves shook her body, before she finally threw up last night's dinner. Oh, God, what is going on with me?' Stiles thought before grabbing her cell phone –hearing Derek ask what was wrong in an extremely panicked voice and basically yelled at Derek to come over as soon as possible.

Stiles needed to get to the toilet, because she didn't exactly want to have to clean any more vomit off of the carpet. She got up with shaky legs and barely made it to the toilet before throwing up again, but there wasn't anything left to vomit, so she simply sat on the floor next to the toilet, dry heaving and desperately waiting for Derek to come over and comfort her.

Something was terribly wrong, but what?