Chapter 2:

Derek's P.O.V.

Steph had been kind of off the past few days, ever since she'd come back saying that Peter had somehow risen from the dead. I suppose it wasn't impossible; seeing as her father had done the same thing, but why wait eighteen years to do so?

I sighed and grabbed her arm as I walked into the bedroom, successfully stopping her nervous pacing and pulling her to me in a hug; resting my chin on the top of her head. I felt her emitting sadness as well as a little fear; knowing that she was still upset over the fact that Alisa passed away last month from an aggressive form of cancer.

"Calm down, you're making Dylan and Hailey jittery; they can feel what you can." I said softly, nuzzling my face in her hair.

"Sorry." She mumbled, burying her face into my chest. "Why does everything always go wrong at once? Why can't people just stay dead?"

"Steph, I don't know what you saw; but nothing's happened. Nothing might happen; you can't let the fear control how you live your life. Try and forget it and move on." I said gently, rubbing her back.

"That's the problem, he won't let me forget it; he keeps appearing in my dreams." She pulled back slightly and looked up at me with tormented eyes. "He won't leave me alone. It's like he's everywhere I go. I think I completely freaked Dylan out at the supermarket the other day because I saw Peter following behind us, but Dylan didn't see anything."

"Hey, hey, try and relax." I said softly, making her look at me. "You're winding yourself up and you'll shift; then Dylan and Hailey will."

"I need to play COD with Isaac and Stiles." She sighed, bumping her forehead on my chest as she let her head fall forwards. I chuckled and kissed the top of her head before letting her go.

"Can I go with you?!" Dylan yelled, running in and waving his arms.

"He definitely acts like you did." I remarked, looking at the both of them.

"What do you mean like I did? I still do that." Steph grinned up at me and I smiled, glad she was distracted for the moment.

"Can I?" Dylan asked again. Steph threw her phone at him.

"Call your uncles then." She smiled. "Just be warned, I will kick all your arses." She smirked.

"You're on woman." Dylan grinned, darting out the room with her phone pressed against his ear.

"Cheeky git." She muttered. I chuckled and kissed her before letting her leave with Dylan and Tyler who wanted to tag along and see his uncles.

End Derek's P.O.V.

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"Mum!" Dylan whined as I killed off his last life. Isaac high fived me after he killed Stiles' person and laughed.

"Shut up whinger." I smiled, ruffling my eldest son's hair.

"You get used to it." Stiles sighed, placing his controller on the floor and leaning back against the couch. "Ever since we were sixteen she's been beating me at it, I've never won against her. Scott on the other hand, he's crap; anyone could beat him" he grinned as Tyler plonked down beside him; ruffling my son's sort hair and making it stick up at odd angles.

I smiled as Lydia walked into the room, showing off her small baby bump in one of Stiles' shirts. I'm so glad she saw sense and gave Stiles a chance, I mean look how it worked out; they've been married for seven years and have a second child on the way. She sat on the couch behind me and I leant my head back so I could look up at her. She grinned and poked me in the nose, making it twitch.

"You doing okay?" I asked. She nodded and began running her fingers through my hair as she watched Dylan trying to beat Isaac at the game.

"Yeah, just a little tired; she wouldn't stop kicking last night."

"Trust me, I know how that feels." I laughed lightly. "It's worse when they're of the werewolf gene." I remarked, lightly kicking Dylan in the back and making him lose; causing him to go on a full blown moan about it.

"Mum, I was winning then! You just made me lose!"

"You were not, I was winning anyway. Steph just simply sped up the process." Isaac grinned, high fiving me as I laughed.

I noticed something flash across the window and turned my head to face it, frowning slightly. I heard the others start another game on the X-box, but continued to stare out the living room window; sensing something was out there. Peter suddenly appeared right in front of the window and I gasped, jerking backwards into Isaac.

"Please tell me someone else saw that." I pleaded once he'd gone.

"I did." Lydia announced quietly, making us look at her. She had an expression of shock on her face as she cradled her swollen stomach. "It was Peter, he was there." She looked at me and grabbed one of my hands. "Is he real? How is he back?"

"I don't know." I shrugged helplessly. "But why are we seeing him after eighteen years?"

Stiles looked at me with a worried expression on his face and I imagined mine mirrored his. Whatever this was, it couldn't be good; could it?

/

"I'm not going crazy, Lydia saw him as well." I announced as I stomped into the living room where Derek, Hailey and Tanner were. The latter two were sprawled across my husband as he was lying on the couch. He turned his head and looked up at me as I stood over him.

"What's this?" he asked, grabbing hold of Tanner to keep him still and to prevent him from falling off.

"Peter, Lydia saw him as well as I did outside of their house." I explained, making a frown crease his forehead. "I don't know what this means Derek, I don't know if it's good or bad." I said softly, my shoulders slumping slightly in defeat.

Derek wedged Tanner between himself and the back of the couch, making sure he wouldn't fall off somehow, before placing his hand on top of mine which was on the arm of the sofa and running his thumb lightly over the back of it.

"We'll figure it out, we always do." He smiled slightly before catching Tanner with one arm, pulling him back onto him. "Keep still, I'm trying to have a serious conversation with your mother." Tanner watched us both with wide blue eyes, which he got from me, as he sat on Derek's stomach. I reached out and ran my fingers through my youngest child's hair as I thought about what Derek had said.

"But what if this time's different? We don't know what's happening, we don't know if Peter is the actual threat." I replied, letting my son grab my fingers and start chewing on them as he was still teething. "I mean, have you seen Jackson lately? He's disappeared for what? Nearly two years?"

"You think the killing had something to do with him?" Derek asked.

"I'm just saying that it's a possibility. It's kinda strange that he just up and left without a reason, at least he didn't give one to me. Did he tell you anything?" Derek shook his head. "We can't rule him off the list then."

"Dad! Mum beat Dylan at COD!" Tyler yelled, running into the room with his older brother right on his heels. Almost immediately the worry from the room dissipated and Derek laughed as Tyler jumped on him, making Dylan stop beside me.

"Your mum beats everyone at it, don't worry."

"See, Stiles wasn't lying." I smiled smugly at my eldest and he stuck his tongue out at me in retaliation, making me laugh.

So, LYDIA AND STILES GOT TOGETHER! Who else is ecstatic about that? I am :D And poor Alisa, cancer sucks :( Review please x