So this is my very first fanfic and I would love if you would comment what you like or dislike about the story. The first chapter is up and kinda short just to see if you guys would like me to continue with next chapter that's in progress.
I don't own anything off Teen Wolf and this is only fiction and nothing real.

Nightmare

Chapter 1

Stiles have been having trouble sleeping ever since his mom died for 2 months ago. He couldn't remember the last time he slept a whole night without any form of nightmares or cross that nightmare because it's always the same dream every night. Him sitting by his mom in that awful sterile hospital room with all these tubes going in and out her mouth and body, the IV in her arm, her chest rising up and down with the squeaking sound from her lungs and the noise from the heart machine. The dream always begins at the same place every night with him walking through the door and sits down in the chair by her bedside where he has been sitting so many times over the last year. Everything's exactly the same in the dream every night and every night he wakes up even more tired then he was before he went to bed. He didn't need to sleep to know how the dream would end since he re-lives that day over and over every single day.

3:49 A.M

Stiles sighed when he rolled over to his back again. Another sleepless night with the same nightmare he thought as he stared at the ceiling and drummed his fingers at the edge of his comforter.

3:52 A.M

Stiles closed his eyes and breathed out with a sigh as he swinged his legs over the side of his bed. He knew he wouldn't be able to get any more sleep before school so he did what had become a habit when he couldn't sleep. He peeked out of the window to make sure that his dad was at the station before he put on his jeans and hoodie and walked out the front door. As he was grabbing the keys for the car he changed his mind and let them fall back in his pocket and start to follow the path he knew as the back of his hand. He always walked here when he had any problems or just needed to clear his head. When he sat down on the grass and crossed his legs he started to pick in the grass as he spoke softly.

"Hi mom." Stiles said quietly as he lifted his head and looked at the tombstone. "It's me again". He always felt better talking than just sit quietly.

"I can't sleep. It's the nightmares, they're coming more often now then before", Stiles continued. As he spoke he looked at the small picture on the stone off his mom smiling at him.

"I always feel better when I can sit here and look at your smile and talk to you even if you can't answer me", he said sadly as he brushed of some dirt from the grave. The two off them aren't at the grave together as much as they should be so it's mostly Stiles who go there. "Dad's working a lot again. Do you remember when he worked on the Hale case and barely was home? Of course you do because you told me to be patient with him even if you needed him. Mom you were so sick and he was barely home and I dispute him for that." Stiles said as he lay back on the grass with his hands behind his neck.

Stiles looked up at the stars on the night sky. Sure his dad always took his work seriously but sometimes a little too serious specially now when he needed him more then ever. Even if Stiles wanted to grieve alone he would appreciate to have his dad home some times. He get that his dad doesn't want to be reminded of Claudia every time he walks through the front door but this is also their home, and he would love to see his dad more then when he leaves for work in the morning. It's the same routines as when he worked day and night to understand how the fire started at the house where the hale family lived. He was only home when he had to sleep or change his clothes. Stiles some times think his dad buried himself in work to get distracted from everything at home, precisely as he does now.

"Mom I miss you so much and I know dad does too, he just doesn't show it. Neither of us shows it and I know he tries to be strong for both of us but that's only because we don't know how to move on. The pain is still too much in the mornings when I wake up and in the nights when I go to bed." Stiles said, as he felt tears rolling down his cheeks. "I don't know how I ever will be happy again and feel joy in my life. " he said as he reached for his pocket to check the clock on the phone. "Mom I have to go to school but I will come back after with fresh flowers" Stiles said as he got up from the ground. He kissed his fingertips and laid his hand on the stone "I love you mom, see you later." As he started to walk back to the path he noticed that there was new flowers on a grave. "It can't be." he said quiet to himself as he walked over and read the script on it.

In beloved memory

The Hale family

That could only mean one thing and that was that Derek is back, but why is he back Stiles thought. He's still the only suspect since he's the only one that survived the fire. Stiles squat down to re-arrange the flowers as he noticed some had fallen off the grave. Just as he had fixed them and put them back on the grave someone spoke to him.

"What are you doing?" Derek said in a deep rough voice.

Stiles jumped at the voice and turned around a little to fast and fell over. As he hurried to stand up he begin to stutter. "Uhm..I…Sorry. I just noticed that some flowers had fallen off the grave as I was leaving and I only put them back on the stone." Stiles said in one rushed breath as he blushed slightly. Why am I blushing Stiles thought to himself, it's Derek freakin' Hale, I should be scarred off him not blushing like an idiot.

"Thanks but don't touch them again" Derek said in an ice-cold voice as he looked Stiles over.

"Sorry I won't. I'm leaving." Stiles said as he turned away with the nagging thought of why Derek is back in his mind. He walked back to his mom's grave and said goodbye once more with the promise that he would be back after school with her favorite flowers. As he start walking he got the feeling that someone's watching him and as he turned around he see Derek's eyes are watching him.

Derek watched Stiles when he left the cemetery. When he had heard someone was coming Derek had left his family's grave in a haze as he was putting down the flowers on the grave. Derek hadn't thought someone would be at the cemetery at this hour and that he would be there alone so he could visit the grave of his family for the first time in 2 years. As he was on his way back to his car to leave he heard a voice speak with so much pain only he thought he felt. Before he knew it he was standing in the shadows watching as the boy spoke to his mom. First Derek couldn't tell whom the boy was that sat on the grass but as soon as he heard the words fire and Hale he knew that it was Stiles; the Sheriff son. He should have left as soon as he figured it out but something in Stiles voice made him stay. Derek didn't want anyone to know he's back, not yet anyway. He knows that he still is the only suspect for the fire and that the case never got solved before he left 2 years ago. Just as he thought Stiles were leaving he saw and noticed that his heartbeat raced when he saw the flowers on the grave and heard him say "It can't be". And now that he was watching Stiles disappear down the path towards the woods he knew that this could only mean trouble.

So this was my first chapter of the story.

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