A/N: REWRITTEN

After I finished brushing my teeth and changing into my pyjamas, I hopped on my bed. I took out my phone from underneath my pillow.

As I was about to unlock it, I gasped, being pulled into a vision.

THRID PERSON POV

Early Saturday morning, Madison and Derek were fast asleep. The only noise coming from the house was the pitter-patter sound of feet and giggles.

The bedroom door opened and in came a young boy, around the age of five, and young girl, around the age of three.

"Mummy, daddy, wake up," the little girl climbed of the bed with the help of her older brother.

Madison slowly opened her eyes to see her daughter lying in between her husband and herself.

"Morning," she smiled.

"Morning mummy," her daughter smiled back, showing her tiny white teeth. Her son finally climbed on the bed.

"Annabel woke me up," the young boy complained, rubbing his tired eyes.

"I did not," Annabel protested, sitting back up and shooting her brother a glare.

"Did so," the boy said.

"Did not."

Derek rolled over, facing his wife, but still asleep.

Madison leaned over and pecked his lips.

"Eww!" The oldest child complained. Derek smiled and opened his eyes.

"Where's my kiss?" Annabel asked, pouting.

Madison and Derek chuckled. Madison sat up and kissed her daughter on the cheek.

"Do you want one, Nathan?" She asked her son.

His eyes widened with fake fear and shook his head. Nathan was going through a faze where he thought kisses were gross. Boys...

Derek laughed as his wife laid back down. He noticed her playing around with her wedding and engagement ring while staring at their children with amusement as they started to bicker.

"I had a bad dream last night," Annabel mumbled, sneaking a glance at her parents.

Madison pushed away some of her daughter's ravin hair away as her eyes softened. "Was it the puppy dogs again?" Annabel always called werewolves 'puppy dogs'. It was quite cute at times.

"Yes," she whispered.

"Roar!" Nathan exclaimed. His sister's eyes widened as her eyes turned glassy and her bottom lip slightly stuck out as if she were going to cry.

Derek chuckled but was silenced when Madison sent him a glare.

"Did Nathan tell you another story?" He asked his daughter. She nodded.

Both parents sighed and turned to look at Nathan.

"What?" He asked with amusement.

MADISON'S POV

I blinked a couple times and finally got my sight back. I couldn't help but smile. I saw the future. My future with Derek and my children. I got under my blankets and put my phone away.

Annabel and Nathan were a mixture of Derek and I. Annabel had ravin hair and beady brown eyes. Nathan had chocolate brown hair and pale green eyes.

Here I am...standing right outside Jordan's apartment door.

I knocked three times and waited for the door to open.

Twenty seconds later, a man in his late thirties opened the door. His hair was caramel brown as well as his eyes were a pale shade of blue. He was wearing a black and white suit. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"Hi, um, are you Jordan Devereux?" I asked.

"Yes, that's me," he responded.

"I'm...I'm Madison, your daughter," I confessed.

He was about to take a step forward but then stopped. "I can hug you, right?"

I nodded a little too fast. He pulled me in for a hug and I wrapped my arms around him. I felt tears falling down my face.

"You remind me so much of her," he whispered, pulling away. "Come in." He opened the door wider.

We sat down in the living room.

"You should be angry at me," he said out of the blue.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I gave you away–"

"To protect me," I interrupted. He shook his head. "You did. You gave me to the Argents so I would be protected from Michael. You did what you thought was best."

"I missed out on so much of your life," Jordan said.

"But you can still be a part of it," I replied hopefully.

"I'd like that," he smiled which made me smile.

Jordan and I talked for an hour or two. Just...kind of catching up. I told him things like my favourite hobbies. He told me he works as a FBI agent and that when he married Miranda he took her last name, he's also familiar with the supernatural world.

I was sitting on Allison's bed as Dad knocked on the door and came in.

"Heading out?" He asked.

"Just studying," Allison replied as Dad motioned for us to go over to him.

I rubbed my arms up and down to keep myself warm, "We're just studying dad."

"I get it, but we need you both to remember what happened."

"You want me to stop being friends with her?" Allison asked, frowning.

He shook his head, "Actually, we want the opposite. I know this might sound strange, but we need you to keep an eye on her."

"Dad, there's nothing wrong with Lydia," I said, sighing. He gave me a look.

"You want me to spy on her?" Allison asked.

He turned to face Allison, "We want you to look out for your friend to make sure everything's okay with her."

The three of us turned around to look at Lydia as she took a picture of herself and kissed her phone.

I smiled and then gave our dad a pointed look. "She seems okay to me."

At lunch, I sat down next to Natalie and across from Ben, Cassie sat at the end of the table. As I took a sip of water, Allison sat on the opposite side of me.

"I saw Erica with Scott," she whispered.

"Did he do anything?" I asked.

"No, but she was all over him," she shook her head. "I said I wouldn't be jealous, but..."

"So, your dad," Ben started, "What's he like?"

I froze. Allison doesn't know I met Jordan.

"Um..."

"What is he talking about, Maddie?" My sister asked.

"I...yesterday, when I skipped school, I umm, I found Jordan," I stuttered.

"Your real dad?" She questioned, raising her eyebrows. I nodded. "Does Mum and Dad know?"

"No," I frowned, "I don't really know how to bring it up with them."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"You were busy with Scott," I whispered.

I walked inside the ice rink with Allison, Scott, Lydia, Stiles, Cassie and myself. Once we had the ice skating shoes on, I stopped with my sister and Scott before they went on the rink.

"I should probably give you a few pointers," Allison said.

"Allison, remember the super strength and speed?" Scott suggested. "I've got this." I rolled my eyes playfully.

He took a few steps onto the ice...and then he fell over.

I laughed and taking off on the ice. My feet were a little wobbly for five minutes, but after that I was a complete natural.

I saw Scott squatting slightly, trying his best not to fall.

About ten minutes later, I saw Lydia kneeling on the ice. Then she started screaming. Stiles and Cassie went straight to Lydia's side. What's wrong with her? I frowned.

I groaned as my phone buzzed for the fifth time in an hour and a half. One call and two messages from Cassie. Three call and five messages from Derek.

I had been studying for five hours since I have my final exams coming in a few days to determine my grade mark for graduation. I put my pen down and stood up.

Frowning when I looked in the mirror. Dark purple eyes. My eyes! I felt a massive headache coming on. I scrunched my eyes tightly, gripping my desk and letting out a small shriek as my hands moved up to my head. I cried out and fell to my knees. Suddenly, all the pain went away.

I stood up weakly and saw my eyes slowly faded back to the normal brown.

I jumped out of my skin when my phone once again buzzed.

"Stop calling," I growled out, grabbing my phone, declining the call and then turning it off. I didn't bother to check who it was.

I took out my grimoire from underneath my bed. There has to be something about purple eyes in here. After searching for ten minutes I found nothing.

Sighing, I grabbed my car keys and went to my car.

Less than half an hour later I arrived at the animal clinic. I hid my car behind the clinic and went inside.

I heard voices inside so I went in.

"Why aren't you healing?" I heard Scott ask.

"It's because it's from an alpha," Deaton's voice didn't have any emotion. "I think it's time to have that talk."

I knocked on the wall beside the threshold. They both turned to look at me.

"I need your help," I said with a pathetic tone.