The next morning I woke up with warmth surrounding me. I blinked slowly, my eyes adjusting to the morning light. I found myself in between my dad and Stiles in their bed. I smiled to myself as I realized that this was the first night since that night that I haven't woken up in the middle of the night by a nightmare.

I looked up at their sleeping faces, smiling to myself. I missed my mom, but I was happy to finally be able to get the chance to know my father. I felt a shift beside me followed by a groan, I looked over to see my dad waking up and looking at me, "How did you sleep, Jane?"

I gave him a small smile and thumbs up. He returned the smile before getting off the bed to stretch, "Are you ready to take your pill?"

He went to the bathroom to get my pill and a glass of water, "I know it must hurt to take them, but we want you to get better, right?" I nodded my head as I took the pill and glass of water from him. I winced as the pill went down my throat before handing him the glass back.

I looked over at Stiles to see that he was still sleeping, "You can go back to sleep if you want. I usually get up earlier than him to go run through the woods."

I motioned from him to grab me something to write with, "Can I come with you? I like walking in the woods, it's peaceful. Please, Dad?"

I saw him smile at the word 'dad' as he nodded, "Sure, we don't have to run until your wounds heal. We can just walk for now. Why don't you go get dressed while I tell Stiles where we are going?"

I got off the bed careful not to wake Stiles as I wrapping my arms around my dad, hugging him. He returned the hug careful not to hurt me, I felt safe in his arms, content. We pulled away a minute later and I made my way out of their room so I could go get changed.

I opened my closet to see what I wanted to wear and finally decided on shorts, a t-shirt and a light jacket. I changed before putting on a pair of running shoes; I pulled my hair up in a pony-tail and grabbed my phone before making my way downstairs. I saw dad waiting at the door for me, "You ready to go?"

I stop right in front of him giving thumbs up and an enthusiastic smile. I was excited to go walk in the woods. I don't know why but being surrounded by trees always seemed to calm me. He gave a slight chuckle while he led me outside and towards a trial.

It was silent as we walked along the trial before I pulled out my phone to write him something. I figured I would tell him what mom told me about him, "Do you want to know what mom told me what happened to you?"

I tapped his arm, handing him the phone. A look of confusion crossed his face as he handed the phone back to me, "She told me you were dead. She didn't tell me how just that you had died. I would always get yelled at when I asked her about you. I'm angry at her that she didn't tell the truth to me, how could she do that? She knew how much I wanted to know you, to meet you. When I found out that you were alive for a brief moment I felt hate towards her… does that make me a bad daughter?"

We had stopped walking now as he read over what I had written, "What you had felt does not make you a bad daughter. You had every right to feel that way because you were lied to. I'm sorry I wasn't around while you were growing up, if I had known I would have been around." He wrapped his arms around me in a hug, "You have no idea how happy I am to finally have a daughter. I'm glad I get a chance to know you and be there for you. I am sorry about what happened to your mother. I wish that never had happened to you. I'm sorry I wasn't there to protect you."

I wrapped my arms around him, tears silently falling from my eyes. We stayed like that for a while till my tears had stopped before I pulled away to write something else down, "You don't have to be sorry… I'm just happy that I have a chance to meet you and I really like Stiles." I smiled at him.

He gave out a breathy laugh, "I like Stiles too. Listen, Jane, there are things about my family's past that you don't know about and I am reluctant to tell you because I don't want to scare you off…"

I looked at him confused, "Are you talking about the fire? Mrs. Anderson already told me about that… I am sorry about that by the way… that must have been really horrible."

He nodded slightly, "It is the reason why the fire happened. I won't tell you unless you absolutely want to know. I think it would be better if Stiles was here for this conversation as well."

"Can we head back and you both can tell me? I want to know."

He wrapped his arm around my shoulder leading me back towards the house, "There are also more people you will most likely meet. My Uncle and Stiles' dad for instance"

I nodded against him as we made our way back, "Will they like me? Does everyone else like me?"

"They will love you. I know it."

It didn't take long before we were being greeted by everyone else when we got back to the house, "Derek, your uncle is here. Oh, and so is the sheriff." Scott told him as we walked up the steps.

I quickly looked up at dad, afraid. He noticed my uneasiness, "You will be fine, I promise. Nothing bad will happen. I won't let it and neither would Stiles. You are already becoming his favorite in the group." He told me as he smiled.

As soon as we got into the house and I saw Stiles I made my way over to him, hugging him, "Hey there, Janey. Did you enjoy the walk?"

I nodded my head against him, ignoring everyone else.

Too many people, I don't like this…

"Is this the girl you were telling us about, Stiles?" I flinched slightly at the unknown voice before hearing my dad start to speak, "This is Jane. She is my daughter."

"How do you know she is really your daughter?"

I looked up at the voice slightly offended, "Peter, she is very much my daughter."

I took my phone out, "Mama, do you have chocolate milk?"

I saw him smile before nodding and leading me into the kitchen, "Small glass or big glass?"

I bit my lip before gesturing towards the big glass. I sat at the table watching him make me a glass.

I guess he really doesn't like me. I didn't like the look in his eyes…