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"So do I get a sneak preview of the dress?" Aiden teasingly asked as he pulled Annabelle into his arms and pecked her cheek three times fast.

"You must certainly…do not," she responded, sticking out her tongue and pulling away to go run and hide the dress. Aiden followed after her and leaned against the door frame while he watched her frantically try to push the dress box to the back of her closet. "If you touch this Aiden, I swear to God I will hurt you!" Aiden couldn't help but crack up with laughter at his girlfriend trying to be threatening.

"You will hurt me?" he managed to get out in between laughs. Suddenly he was blow back against the hallway wall by a huge burst of wind. He looked at her wide eyed as he rose from his fallen position. "Okay, okay!" he said with his hands up in surrender. "I promise I won't look at it. But do I at least get to know the color so I can get my tie?" Annabelle thought about it for a second.

"No. I'll get it for you. I want it to match perfectly, but the color is the best part of the dress." Aiden groaned from his spot on their bed, but when Annabelle raised her hand threatening to blow him back again, he quickly corrected himself.

"Okay, baby. That's fine. Just can't wait to see it." Annabelle finished stuffing the dress away and walked over to Aiden, sitting herself on his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I can't wait for you to see either," she said sweetly before bringing her lips to his in a passionate kiss.


"Annabelle. Annabelle, wake up. We're late for school. Anna!"

"Ughhh, go away Ethan! I don't want to get up!"

Ethan tried giving her another light shove to wake her, but apparently there was no way she was going to school today. "I'll leave a note for Aiden, then," he said before walking out of her room. Annabelle groaned and rolled over to her other side. She had finally just fell into a nice sleep right before Ethan came barging in. She would never tell either of the twins because they would worry way too much, but ever since the incidents with Deucalion, she's had nightmares almost every night. For a while, she could just take Nyquil or something to knock her out, but since she's pregnant, she doesn't want to hurt the baby at all. Some nights it was better than others, but last night she was so paranoid every time she shut her eyes that she couldn't sleep at all. Exhaustion finally took over though so hopefully she'd be able to fall asleep again now.


"Aiden, Annabelle didn't go to school today. She seemed exhausted, but fine otherwise. Check on her again when you read this. –Ethan."

Aiden began to panic a little as he ran into his and Annabelle's room. He knew how difficult this pregnancy had been and they were only three months in. Deaton suspects the baby may be a werewolf due to the early complications, but there's no way to tell until he/she is born. It was a fifty/fifty chance though since Aiden was born a werewolf. In some ways, he hoped the baby would be a wolf because of the power of it; but he was more hoping it wouldn't. Even with the power, there's no safety. From hunters to other werewolves to who knows what else, the supernatural world was too threatening of a place that he wanted his child to be in.

"Annabelle, sweetheart, are you okay?" Aiden questioned as he tucked a sweaty piece of hair behind her ear.

"Aid, I don't feel good…" she whimpered out.

"Hold on. I'll be right back." About a minute later, he came back with a thermometer and a glass of water. She opened her mouth as he stuck the thermometer in and waited. "103. I'm calling Deaton. Drink this," he stated, handing her the glass of ice water.

"Deaton…It's Aiden. Annabelle has a fever. Yeah. 103. She's sweaty, but I think she's cold since she's curled up tight in a thick quilt. Are you sure those are safe? Yeah, okay. Alright, bye."

"What'd he say?" Annabelle called out to him as she heard him rustling around things in their cabinet.

"He wants you to take these," he began, handing her a fever reducer. "And I'm going to get you a cold compress. He said as long as it stays just a fever, it's not too serious, but if you start feeling any worse, tell me, okay? Don't hide it this time."

She nodded her head in agreement as he leaned her forward to place the icepack on the back of her neck. The first time Annabelle passed out, she had felt lightheaded on all day and had a horrible headache, but didn't tell anyone. She didn't want to look weak after everything they had just been through. "Alright, now just get more rest. Sleep as long as you can. I'll wake you up in a few hours so you can eat something," Aiden said as he helped her get in comfortable position and pulled the covers back up. He started walking to the door, but was stopped by the sound of her voice.

"Thanks, Aid. I love you."

He turned around and went back to her side, leaning down to kiss her forehead. "I love you too, Anna."


"We need to talk to him," Scott whispered while him and Stiles were seated in their Economics class.

"Do you really think he'll talk to us after we practically ignored him these past few months?" Stiles asked.

"We didn't ignore him. We've just been busy. Besides, I think he'd want to know," Scott replied, earning an agreeing nod from Stiles.

"Ethan, we need to talk to you!" Scott yelled, starting a steady jog to catch up with the twin while Stiles trailed behind.

"If you're going to ask for help with something, don't bother," Ethan said as he continued his fast pace. Scott had caught up quickly, but Stiles was panting now, having just caught up.

"Whoa, whoa. Don't you think you owe us for watching over Annabelle?" Stiles said in between gasps.

"You don't want to see her die either. You would've helped whether we asked or not," Ethan replied, matter-of-factly.

"Well yeah…but you could still be a little grateful, don't you think?" Stiles asked, trying to make a case.

"Whatever, it doesn't matter. We aren't here to ask for help with anything. We just want to know if you've noticed anything …strange… lately…" Scott cut in.

"Strange? In Beacon Hills? That's unheard of," Ethan mocked, shaking his head at how vague Scott was being. "You're gonna have to give me more than that if you want a sufficient answer."

"When you and your old pack came to town, animals started going insane," Scott began, thinking back to the deer, the birds, the animals at Deaton's. It was all so strange and so alarming. "Have you noticed anything out of the ordinary with nature that may signal something else is coming?"

Ethan thought for a moment, but found nothing. "No, but I'll keep an eye out."

"Okay. Uh alright, thanks," Scott said before Ethan resumed his quick pace walking out of the school.


"Annabelle, come on. You need to eat something, or have you forgotten that you're eating for two now?"

"Aiden, I know, but I really don't feel good…" she pleaded, although knowing that nothing she said would change his mind. He would put her on a feeding tube if he had to.

"You can either eat this or we'll take you to the hospital," he threatened, putting the spoon close to her mouth again, only this time she actually swallowed the soup on it. "Here, eat the rest. I'm gonna go get you another fever reducer. Your temperature is still at 103."

Annabelle took the bowl and ate a few more spoonfuls. She contemplated flushing it down the toilet while Aiden was gone, but she knew he would hear her get up and know what she was doing when all the soup suddenly disappeared. Sometimes, it would be nice to have a normal boyfriend, she thought. However, just as she pushed away the idea, she actually did have to get up and run to the bathroom. Before she knew what was happening, she was leaning over the toilet throwing up everything in her stomach. She felt Aiden run in and hold up her hair while rubbing her back soothingly. She knew he would blow this out of proportion just like every other symptom.

"It's just morning sickness," she tried to assure Aiden as he tucked her back into their bed.

"It's not even morning!" he shouted out. Boys could be so clueless sometimes.

"It's just a name, baby…It doesn't have to be morning for a pregnant woman to get sick."

"Well they should change the name then," she heard him mumble under his breath and couldn't help but laugh at his silliness.

"Seriously, Aiden, it's nothing to worry about…Ethan's home," she stated as she heard the door click open. "Just go talk to him and I'll sleep for a few more hours. I'm sure I'll feel better by then." He nodded his head in agreement. He knew he drove her crazy sometimes, but he couldn't help how protective he is over her. He loves her too much and they've already had to deal with life threatening situations. He didn't want to come close to losing her ever again. With a kiss on the top of her head, he pulled the sheets up and tucked them in at her sides like she always wanted when she didn't feel good.


"Hey man, what's up? You have off today?" Aiden asked as he greeted his brother in the kitchen.

"Uh yeah. First day in two weeks. Listen, there's something I need to tell you. Scott brought it up to me today."

Aiden tensed up at the serious tone in his brother's voice. He really didn't want something else he'd have to deal with, but something always seemed to come up once things looked like they'd finally calmed down. "What is it?" Aiden gritted out.

"I don't have a whole lot of information. He didn't go into specifics, so for all I know it could just be some stupid paranoia McCall and Stilinski have…"

"Ethan, just spit it out."

"They asked if I've seen anything …different, strange that would suggest something is coming…Although I have a feeling they really meant someone, and they seemed scared," Ethan said, frowning deeply, his face filled with concern. "Aid, it's happening again…"

Bum bum bum! Wonder what's coming! (;

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