"I'm not sending my child away from her home! It's the only one she has! She's finally making friends, becoming social, she'll have someone to be there for her!"

"Like anyone would want to!"

"Scarlet, you're barely making enough money to fund a family of three, how are we going to pay for four! And I don't have a damn job, no one is going to hire me, not with my condition."

She was pregnant?

I walked through the living room and passing Jordan, who grabbed my arm.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Did he slap me?

"You can't be alone right now." My mom said.

I stopped crying, all it took was him. I finally recognized him.

It was Scott.

I woke up at 5:30 in the morning, wrapped in his arms. Somehow he managed to get his shirt off and was only wearing grey sweatpants and one sock. I gently grabbed his arm and wrapped it around the pillow he was drooling on.

I bit my bottom lip trying t keep myself from staring at him, he was without a doubt very attractive. I shook my head, he couldn't like me, so why bother developing feelings.

I was grateful he was there for me, it was odd, I didn't have the haunting and recurring nightmares when I was with him. It's actually not that I didn't like him, it'd be awkward when we saw each other today. It was confusing and honestly not something I wanted to deal with.

I was able to drive home and sneak through the window. It was still dark so I reached to turn on the lamp on my desk.

I set my jacket on my desk chair and turned the door, I jumped back nearly tripping over myself at the sight of Sherriff Stilinski. And Stiles?

Stiles was frozen halfway into my doorway while the sheriff looked like he was about to yell at him.

"W-what's going on?"

"Miss Stavros. I have some bad news for you." He said with a grim look.

"What is it?" I mumbled, did Jason come back? Did he hurt her? Did he hurt my mom?

"Uh, you're mom is in surgery. She was out looking for you when a wild animal attacked her, she has severe wounds. We weren't able to figure the animal, yet, but we do have some blood and we're testing it as we speak." Really, everything else fell to deaf ears, my mom was attacked because of me. I swallowed thickly I quickly moved to go out the door, I couldn't lose the only thing I have left. What about the baby? I bumped into his chest, oh no, he's going to me answer questions. With quick thinking, if you could call it that, I slipped my hands into his pocket and took his notepad. All these officers were the same.

"Uh, I'm going to, um go, soo, yeah." Stiles quickly fled the house, I could hear him start the car and peel out of the drive way, something I'd be doing soon.

"I need to ask you some questions. I'm sorry." He reached into his pockets to grab the stolen item.

I'm sorry too, I need to see her.

I threw the notebook across the room and quickly ran and slid out the window, I slid down the slanted porch roof and rolled into a sitting position. I looked back to see the Sherriff gaping out the window, he quickly came to his senses and ducked back inside. I quickly pulled the keys from my back pocket and started the car, I peeled out of the driveway before I could fully shut the door. I struggled to put the seat belt on and decided to throw it back. I couldn't sit back and relax, I was on the edge of my seat and pressing on the gas as much as I could without going too much over the speed limit. Within minutes I slid into park in front of the hospital. I ran into the building and ducked and dodged through many nurses and doctors. I lid in the hallway and turned right. I almost made it down the hallway when someone wrapped their arms around me, preventing me from making my way to the ICU. I almost screamed out but a large hand covered my mouth, keeping any sound escaping.

"Shh, Delia. Don't. Scream. It's me."

I recognized his voice, once he lifted the large hand,I looked up to see Derek.

"Now's not a good time, Derek, I have to find to my mom."

"They're making everyone wait, right now, there's no point." He said calmly.

"How do you know that?" I said shifting my weight.

"She was there for me after the fire." He didn't say anything after that. He didn't need to, I didn't need anymore explanations, she had taken care of nearly every kid in Beacon Hills.

He led me to the waiting room where he went to sit down.

I couldn't sit, I couldn't stay still. One moment I was bouncing my leg and biting my nails the next I was pacing and biting my nails as much as I could without bleeding. I tried as hard as I could and I couldn't wait any longer. I walked down the hall before Derek could stop me and ran to her room.