A/N: A couple more chapters left! Thanks to everyone who reviewed, favourited and followed! Seeing how many I get each day makes me want to cry out of happiness, knowing that their are so many of you reading this fanfic.

For those who are shipping Merek and want them together, I decided to give you a little something.

Until next time...

I looked out the window, the view of Beacon Hills as the rain started pelting down. A hand was placed on my shoulder and I turned my head to see Derek holding a cup of coffee.

"Thanks," I took the mug, taking a sip and leaning against the wooden table. "Where's Isaac and Peter?"

"Isaac is at Scott's place, and Peter is...wherever," we both chuckled. "I'm sorry you're losing your powers," I heard him say.

"It's okay," I said softly, rubbing my hand over the bump, "It's worth it."

I finished the coffee, licking my lips and placing the mug besides me on the table.

"You know I can hear her heartbeat now?" I looked up at him. "I could never hear it before, but a couple days ago, it woke me up. The sound was so strong, yet soft."

Derek smiled. "I like listening to her heartbeat. Sometimes it's hard to believe I'm going to be a dad," he grabbed my hand, rubbing his thumb over the top, "I don't wanna mess it up."

"You won't," I assured, hugging him tightly. He didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around me.

I slowly pulled back, my eyes locking with his. Then he struck down, putting his lips over mine. I was quick to respond as I threw my arms around his neck. The kiss was slow as if he thought I were going to break. But I kissed back with so much passion. I had missed the feeling of his lips. His hands trailed up and down my back, now and then gripping it tightly.

Tilting my head, he began to kiss down my neck. "Bed," I breathed out.

I felt him nod, and he picked me up when I wrapped my legs around his waist. The soft comforter hit my back and I sighed with content. He brought his mouth back, but this time it was more ruff. One of his hands lightly caressed my thigh making my body tingle.

"Don't ever shave this off," I said in between kisses, feeling his prickly stubble.

He hummed against my mouth, then bit my bottom lip, silently asking for entrance. I opened my mouth fully, allowing our tongues to get tangled. Eventually, he broke away and reached down for the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head, throwing away. Then helped me with mine.

He sat up, not moving. "Are you sure?" I understood why he was asking. It had to be my choice.

Instead of answering, I reached up and cupped his face, re-connecting our lips. Pulling him back down to the bed, I felt his fingers trail down my stomach to the top of my jeans causing me to break the contact and giggle. It tickled. After a bit of struggle, we managed to remove to rest of our clothes, except our underwear.

My hands moved up and down his back, before running through his dark hair, pulling on it earning a small growl. Then he rolled us over so I was straddling him. My hair fell down like a curtain to one side, lightly grazing his shoulder.

He broke the connection, and with one hand, he clipped my bra and threw it across the room. Switching positions again, my ran hands down his sides, stopping at his boxers and removing them from his body, then he helped me with mine.

Running a hand through his hair, I crashed our lips together, moving in sync. I felt him moving closer to my body–

My eyes shot open as I heard my alarm going off, telling me to get ready for school. I frowned, frantically looking around my room, before turning the alarm off. It was a dream. Just a dream. I sighed, rubbing a hand down my face.

I glanced down at my stomach, narrowing my eyes slightly. "What are you doing to me?"

A couple weeks had passed since I found out I was turning into a werewolf. Telling Dad and Allison was probably the hardest. They were obviously shocked, but eventually calmed down about it. I think Jordan was the most happiest, not just when I told him about the werewolf part, but the part where he's going to be a grandpa. He couldn't stop smiling.

I also began training with Jackson at Derek's loft. Now that he wasn't in hiding from the hunters, he decided to get an actual liveable place. Cassie and Isaac helped me out now and then when they weren't searching for Erica and Boyd.

Around seven-o-five, I decided to get out of bed and take a quick shower. When I threw of my shirt off, in the corner of my eyes I saw my reflection, but there was a black figure on my lower back. Twisting my back, I saw a small triskele, like Derek's tattoo. No, no, no! My eyes widened as I tried to rub it off. Nothing was working! What does that mean? I sighed in frustration, before moving the rest of my clothes.

After I had the shower, I covered myself up and walked back in to my room. I already had an outfit picked out for the day. It was an aqua cheetah print sweatshirt, dark denim jeans and aqua sneakers.

As I finished parting my hair, I grabbed my bag and walked downstairs to the kitchen.

"Morning," I smiled at the two members of my family, popping two slices of toast in the toaster.

"Hey, did you have a good sleep?" Allison asked, making her breakfast.

My cheeks flushed. "Something like that," I muttered as the toaster popped. I began to make some cinnamon toast. I cleared my throat. "I won't be home this afternoon."

"Why not?" Dad asked.

"I have to go prom shopping for a dress," I drummed my white painted nails over the island bench, pursing my lips, "do I look fat?" Both their heads shot up, looking at me with wide eyes. "Well?" I pressed on, taking a bite out of my breakfast.

"Mads, you don't look fat," Allison tried to comfort me.

"I can't fit in most of my clothes, even the dress I had picked months ago for prom doesn't fit," I continued.

Dad and Allison gave me comforting smiles. Ugh!

Once Allison and I finished our breakfast, we said our goodbyes to Dad, then left for school. As we were on our way, I started rubbing my stomach.

"Are you sure you're okay?" I heard my sister ask from the drivers seat.

"I just had...this weird dream," I said, looking out the passenger window.

"Wanna elaborate?"

I sighed, "Not really."

"C'mon, maybe it will help if you talk about it. I'm sure it can't be that weird," she pressed on.

"It was an almost-sex dream," I told her. The car almost swerved off the road. My eyes widened for a moment.

"Really?" She asked shocked, "are you serious?"

"Yeah," I nodded.

"Who was in it?"

"Who do you think?" I looked over to her with raised eyebrows. "I don't why I had the dream. Derek and I aren't dating anymore. We even talked about this, and agreed to be friends."

She hummed like she was thinking. "Was it good?"

"Mind-blowing," I said, sighing. I watched as Allison bit her lip, before breaking out in laughter. "You're not supposed to laugh!" I put on a straight face, because somewhere deep down I wanted to laugh as well.

The conversation continued as we arrived at school.

"Maybe it's her way of getting her parents back together," she said as we got out of her car.

I furrowed my brows, searching the school car park for Cassie. "How would she even know what sex is?" I whispered.

Allison laughed again, breaking out in a smile. "I don't know. I'm all new to this. Does 'she' have a name?"

"Not yet, but I've been looking at baby names for awhile now," I replied.

Then she quickly stopped smiling. "Okay, don't freak out or anything, but the guy from your dream has just entered the car park."

My eyes widened. "What? Why?"

"He's probably dropping Isaac off," she waved it off. I nodded.

There was still twenty minutes until school actually started. A couple minutes later, Cassie and Lydia met up with us.

"Still coming shopping after school?" I asked Cassie.

"Yeah," she said nodding.

"Who's your date for prom?" My sister quizzed.

"I haven't got one," I answered, "but it's okay. There's no one I want to go with anyway." Cassie was going with Jeremy. The pair didn't have a date from prom so they decided to go with each other as best friends. Ashley and Ben were paired. Natalie was going with some guy called Brad. He played out-of-school football.

Then there was silence between the four of us. Distracting myself from the quietness, I took my bag off my shoulder and fished for my water bottle. I was starting to feel a little dehydrated.

"Have you had any luck with finding Erica and Boyd?" I heard Scott ask from the other side of the parking lot.

"No, nothing yet," Derek replied, sighing, "I can't find their scent."

"And Maddie?" Stiles asked.

"What about her?"

"Any progress on your friendship?"

"That's really none of your business," Derek responded with a growl.

"Oh, c'mon," Stiles pleaded, "I'm dying to know how you two are going."

Frowning, I realised someone was trying to talk to me. "What?" I asked, snapping back to reality.

"I asked if you got into college," Cassie repeated.

I rubbed the back of my neck, sighing. "No, I didn't get into Florida or Washington. Besides, it's not like right now would be the great time to go the college anyway. I still got plenty of time."

"Let's go inside." The three of us agreed with Lydia. Even though summer was close by, the wind was still chilly.

As I put my bottled water back in my bag, a weird feeling washed over me. Turning around, I faced the woods at the end of the car park. In the distance I could see two red glowing dots. I wanted to freak out, but the scent of that alpha was familiar. I began to walk towards it. I could hear my name being called out, but it sounded like I was under water. Tears started to trickle down my face when I couldn't respond. It was like I wasn't in control of my body.

"Maddie." I was spun around, arms wrapping around me, snapping me out of my trance. I sniffed, bringing my hands up to wipe the salty tears. "What's wrong?" Natalie's voice asked.

I sighed in relief when I found out it wasn't some stranger. "N–nothing." I shook my head, pulling back. I looked back to the woods, searching for the alphas eyes. They were gone.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

"Yeah, it's...my prom dress doesn't fit me now," I came up with an excuse.

"Aww, sweetie, there's no need to cry over that," she comforted me.

"I'm just hormonal," I waved her off.

"Is she pregnant?" I heard preppy voice ask. I looked to my left to see a group of girls gossiping.

"Yep." a another female voice laughed. "The little slut." That one stung.

"I think that thing inside of her will be like her aunt, Kate...or worse, the devil's spawn. She might as well get rid of it."

"Do you mind?!" My head snapped back over to Natalie, thinking she was talking to me, but it was directed at the group of girls. They quickly shut up. "I hate Amanda Willowby," she murmured, closing her eyes and pinching the bridge of her nose.

I would of laughed, but the words 'devil's spawn' echoed in my head.

"I–I just remembered that there's this thing I need to hand in for a class." That was a lie. It was the second last week of school so no homework was given out. My eyes glanced behind her and saw Derek staring at me with a sympathetic expression. I sighed before heading to the school building.

It had been two days since Kate killed Elijah. Seattle had been shocked by his death. There was a murderer on the loose, but the killer was right under their nose. Madison had kept herself locked in her room. She wasn't eating or talking. She didn't even feel like breathing.

"Where have you been?" Chris asked as his sister entered the basement.

"Talking care of your daughter's problem," Kate said, drumming her nails on the wooden desk.

"What do you mean?" He was confused. The coroners had collected Elijah's body. "Kate, what did you do?" He asked more forcefully.

She opened her mouth to speak, but the front door had opened and slammed shut. "Madison," she whispered.

The fifteen year old girl ran through the night. It was almost eleven o'clock. She heard on her radio about a 'Roycroft' family house on fire. It took her about less than a second to realise who it was. When she arrived at the house, she could hear the firefighters on their way. Tears were running down her face, and she let them.

As Madison was about to run in to the house, arms wrapped around her midsection.

"You can't go in there!" A familiar male voice yelled.

"I have to! There are kids in there!" She clawed at the man's arms, trying to get out of his hold.

"There's nothing you can do."

The roof of the house collapsed, trapping anything and anyone that was inside. Madison stopped moving all together. Her heart was shattering into a million pieces all over again. But she only hoped no one was in the house.

The firefighters arrived and started to put out the fire. Madison was now silently crying into the man's chest, that was her Dad.

After the police finished questioning the surrounding people, including Madison, she gathered up the strength to ask the sheriff the question she dreaded the most.

"Was there anyone in there?" The sheriff looked down at her with a sad expression. That was all it took for her to know the answer. She sniffed, wiping her tears away, nodding.

Later that night, Madison was sitting in the living room, a mug of hot chocolate between her hands. The more she wiped her tears away the more they fell so she let them.

The floorboards creaked. Looking up, she saw her dad, her mum and Kate. Allison was sleeping over at a friends place.

She put the mug on the coffee table in front of her. "Who would someone do that them? They just lost Elijah." Her voice cracked towards the end. Then she saw the looks her parents gave Kate. That's when it all clicked. "No," she whispered in disbelief. "Why would you do that?!" Standing up, she ran a hand through her short hair. "They were harmless! All they wanted was peace!"

"Maybe you shouldn't of slept with the enemy," Kate snapped.

Madison shook her head. "There was a four year old child in that house." She walked towards Kate, clenching her jaw. "Four. Years. Old. She just started kindergarten. She would of had a bright future, but you took that away from her. You took that away from all of them." She chuckled darkly, glancing between her parents and Kate. "You keep saying that werewolves are the monsters, but you're wrong. You are. You murder people...because they're different. And if you even think about trying to persuade me to join your little 'clique' you are as good as dead to me."

I gently closed my locker after second period. I just came back from P.E. Although, I didn't do much at all. The female teacher told me to 'sit this one out'. I'm pregnant, not dying!

I jumped when a figure popped up next to me.

"Hey," Adam Carter greeted me.

"Hey, you have a free period?" I asked.

"Yeah," he nodded.

"Same." It was awkward. He and I have barely spoken since we kissed at Natalie's birthday party.

"Are you going to prom?" I nodded as we began to walk down the hall. "Okay. I, uh, I was wondering if you'd liked to go out on a date with me? And be my date to prom?"

I stopped walking and turned to face him. "Why? Why now of all times?"

"I manned up," he gave me a cheeky smile causing me to chuckle, "no, I guess I've always liked you, but you always seemed busy when I managed to have the courage to ask you." Starting to feel bad now.

"I'm pregnant," I said, trying to get a reaction out of him

"I know," he said, nodding, "nothing changes. Also, if you say yes, I promise I won't kiss you unless you say so."

"It's a yes to the date, and a yes to prom," I smiled and he returned one.

"Tomorrow at six?" He asked.

"See you then." I turned around and began walking to the library with a smile on my face.

School was...well school. There was more chatter about the pregnancy. I'm pretty sure the whole of Beacon Hills knows now. I also started throwing up. The morning sickness had hit me pretty hard. After school finished for the day, Cassie, Ashley and I piled in Natalie's car as she drove us to the plaza.

"Maddie?" I opened my eyes and looked to my left to see Ashley.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Um, I don't want to step over the line or anything, which I'd never do–" I cut her off with a small laugh.

"What is it, Ash?" I raised my eyebrows in humour.

"Uh, who is the father?" Her dark eyes pointed to my stomach.

Oh... "Derek Hale," I answered.

It was dead silent. Awkwardly silent.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Natalie asked from the drivers seat.

"He and I weren't supposed to be dating. My parents never liked him. I guess you could call it forbidden love. But then we broke up." I chuckled, staring out the window, "I wanted to tell you guys, but Gerard was the principal, and he had eyes and ears everywhere, if it managed to slip and he found out..." I trailed off.

"You really love Derek, don't you?" Ashley quizzed.

I didn't answer, but gave her a small smile. I always will.

"Why did you two break up?" Cassie asked, faking innocence.

I sighed, momentarily fogging the clear window. I couldn't tell Ashley and Natalie that we broke up because he had bitten my mother, forcing her to kill herself. "We grew apart," I answered with.

"What was he like?" Natalie asked, accelerating at a green light, "'cause from what I know he was a total ass."

My lips twitched in humour. "He could be sometimes, but he could also be very sweet when he wanted to be. He was different when he was around me, he seemed happy. Very protective... I think that's one of the things I love most about him. He never liked seeing me hurt." I paused, pondering over my thoughts, "when he and I met, it felt like he repaired my broken heart. And I know it's really cheesy, but that's how it felt."

"Aww, that's sweet," Natalie cooed. "I wish I had something like that."

"Don't you have Brad?" Cassie questioned with an innocent smile.

"Yeah, but he hasn't repaired my broken heart." The three if us laughed at her.

Once the car was parked, we got out and headed inside the plaza.

"Okay, so where are we going first?" I asked as we stopped walking. Looking up, I saw the store sign. Victoria Secret. "No," I shook my head, "no way."

"Oh, c'mon," Cassie grabbed my arm and pulled me into the stop, "that wasn't so hard, was it?"

I sighed, looking around. I found the perfume section and walked over there. I smelt some samples, and the one I liked so the most was the 'Heavenly Angel Mist' body spray. Deciding to buy it, I grabbed one in a box. Turning to exit the isle, it was blocked by Amanda and her group of friends.

"I heard you're going on a date with Adam," she said, crossing her arms, "just so you know, it won't last long."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because he'll realise that he made a mistake and come back to me." I rolled my eyes. She's jealous.

"Look," I said, sighing, "I don't have time for this. I am very tired, and when I'm very tired I get angry. So just...please go away."

She chuckled not-so humorously, walking closer to me. "Listen, I happen to know terrible things occur around you, and I'd prefer if Adam stayed alive and well. So for that to happen, you need to leave him alone."

I glared harder than her, if that were even possible. "I don't need to listen to you," I sneered. "Maybe Adam likes a challenge. When he was with you, I don't think he saw that. I think he saw you as dead weight, dragging him down like an anchor." Her eyes widened and her friends gasped. "You're nothing but plastic, Mandy. Maybe if you took off that extra large layer of make-up, took out your extensions, throw away your piercings and dress like an actual teenage girl, then maybe–just maybe guys might actually want to date you." I let out a breath of relief, feeling good that I got it off my chest.

"Have a good day," I murmured, pushing passed the group of girls.

I began walking over to Cassie, who was checking out some of the swimwear. "I heard all of that," she told me, a smirk was sneaking its way into her face. Then she started laughing.

"She deserved it," I said, rubbing my eyes. I'm so tired, and we haven't even gotten my dress yet.

"Who deserved what?" Natalie asked, walking up to us.

"Amanda was here," I told her. "I have a date tomorrow and she's jealous."

"Who's your date?"

"Adam Carter," I answered. "Her ex-boyfriend."

Natalie squealed, running over to hug me. "Where are you two going?"

"I don't know yet."

After we found Ashley, we paid for our stuff. Then we walked around the plaza, looking at clothes.

"I'm not so sure about this," I said from the change room. I was currently trying on a black beaded one shoulder gown.

"Maddie, I'm sure it's fine," I heard Ashley respond.

"It's too tight," I whined, pulling the certain back and walked out of the dressing room.

"Yeah, you're right," Natalie nodded, "It's disgusting. Who chose that?"

"Some lady suggested it," I said, shrugging.

"Please get rid of it," she covered her eyes.

I chuckled, shaking my head and began walking back to the change room. I removed the dress and put it back on the coat hanger. The next on was a beige long sleeveless dress. I threw it over my head and done up the zip. It fit perfectly. It wasn't too revealing, just the way I like it.

I pulled back the curtain and saw Cassie, Ashley and Natalie with their jaws dropped.

I bit my lip. "So...what do you think?" I twirled around to look myself in the mirror.

"It's beautiful," I heard a male voice whispered. Is there some creepy person watching me?

Cassie got out of her seat and walked up behind me. She styled my hair half up and half down, pinning the top half with a clip she took out of her hair.

I smiled at my reflection, before shaking my head. "I look like I'm getting married. Only the dress isn't white."

"Think of it as practice for the real thing," Natalie said, giggling at the end.

I cocked my head to the side, smoothing out the dress. I'm gonna get this one. "Don't you look wonderful." I turned my head to see the store owner staring at me with amazement. "What's the occasion?"

"Prom," I answered with a shrug.

"Your date will be a very lucky man." Then she turned to face the other girls. "Have you girls picked out your dresses?"

"Yeah," Ashley answered for them. "We're here to pick them up."

I departed from them and retreated back to the change room. I slipped the dress off and put my clothes back on. My mind kept wondering back to the voice. Who was that? It didn't sound like Derek. And why was that person watching me, or was he even watching me?

Madison felt like her chest was closing up. Each breath she took was hard, each step she took she felt like she was going to fall. She got out of her bed, slowly walking around her room, taking everything in as a fresh set of tears running down her face. Her eyes stopped on a photo of her and Elijah. It was taken a couple days after their first time. She closed her eyes, instantly remembering the feeling off his lips on her neck, the way he softly caressed her arms and legs, and remembering the feeling of electric sparks when their skin connected. Tears welled up in her eyes and sobs wracking her body. She dropped to the floor and covered her face. She wanted the pain in her entire body to stop. It hurt too much for her to handle.

Victoria and Chris Argent hopped in the car with their youngest daughter, Allison. Victoria's phone buzzed, notifying her that she had a voicemail. She picked up the phone and listened in.

Someone sniffed on the line, before taking a deep breath and spoke, "I can't do this." It was Madison. "I've tried–I've tried to be the perfect daughter that you want me to be, but...I can't. Every time I think about him, my throat closes up and it feels like someone is stabbing me over and over again. And right now," she took another breath, "I don't see the reason for trying...or for talking, or for breathing. I'm just done. So that's it I guess. Goodbye." The voicemail ended, leaving Victoria staring out the windshield with wide eyes.

"What is it?" Chris asked, seeing the look on his wife's face.

"Maddie," she whispered, before going through her contacts and trying to call her oldest daughter. She didn't answer. Sighing, Victoria decided to call Kate.

"Hey, what's up?" Kate asked.

"Something's wrong with Madison. She left me this voicemail, and now she's not answering her phone." That instantly made Chris step on the gas.

"I don't understand..."

"I think she's trying to kill herself."

"What?!" Allison started to freak out.

"I'm already at your place." The call ended.

The youngest Argent looked between her parents as a single tear ran down her face.

Kate got out of her car and ran inside the house. "Madison!" Silence was the response. She checked the first floor, before going upstairs. "Madison!"

In the distance, the ambulance blew their sirens.

Walking out of Madison's bedroom, she went to go past the bathroom, but she heard a rattling sound. Pushing the door open, she found Madison sitting on the edge of the bath tub with a bottle of pills in her hands.

"I can't get the cap off!" The fifteen year old yelled. The bottle had a child protection lid on it. Kate ran over to her niece, trying her best to get the pills away from Madison. "No!"

The rest of the Argents arrived at their home, quickly rushing out of the car and into the house. "Madison!" Chris yelled.

"Madison, let go." Kate yelled, still fighting her niece who was holding tightly into the bottle. Just then the cap broke off, the pills scattering over the tiles.

The smallest brunette started to scream but it turned into sobs. She backed Kate into the wall. "What did you do?!"

Chris intervened, pushing his sister away, telling her to go and that he's got this. He pulled his daughter into him, both of them sitting on the ground.

Madison's body was literally shaking. "No! I wanna die," she yelled, but still crying at the same time. "I wanna die," she sobbed.

Standing at the threshold was Victoria, Allison, Kate and the ambulance, watching the scene unfold. Allison didn't know why her sister was acting like this. The married couple shared a look over Madison's crying. They knew why she wanted to kill herself.

A/N: Disclaimer- That last scene may look a little familiar to you guys. It was a scene from Cyberbully. I don't own it or Teen Wolf, only my OC's.

And Derek's eyes in S4! Does that mean Paige is somehow alive? Cause if she is, that will put a total kink in my stories.