Hey guys! So I realise this probably isn't my most poplar story but I wrote it and I swore to myself I would post every chapter, no matter how discouraged I got when I didn't get reviews. Now before I continue I have a few things to say:

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Fifth; okay, so my family is tight on money and everything at the moment and we're struggling to pay our bills and have enough money for food without going in debt. I feel like I need to help somehow so I've been working on some original works, meaning I don't really have much time to work on fanfics. Every now and then I'll get an odd prompt/idea that I'll work on so I'm still writing but I'm trying to write my own stuff as well. I've currently got a fantasy/adventure trilogy (maybe longer) underway and a fantasy/romance story. The last one is about werewolves and vampires an other supernatural beings. It's called Vampire's Calling and I'm really excited for it. I started working on it last year in school and haven't really looked at it since summer break so I'm going through an remodelling it.

Sixth; so school's a pain in the ass, everyone knows that. I'm still in highschool (I know, I'm so young blah blah blah) and this year I'm being homsechooled. Thing is homeschool is too hard for me since it's more self guided and everything. So I'm asking my mom to put me back in public school for a year for eleventh grade until I turn seventeen and can drop out. School isn't my best subject and I've never really paid attention even when I was little. I was the kid that sat in the back of the class and doodled all over the work instead of actually doing it but always ended up getting really good passing grades. Don't ask how I did it because I don't even know. So anyway, I'm going to be stressing about school for about a year and a half until I can drop out. Once I do drop out I'll have more time to write.

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Epilogue

Stiles ran about the house, stringing lights and garland and cranberries everywhere. It was the biggest holiday to him and his fiancé. In fact, his fiancé (God he loved saying that) had proposed to him last Christmas.

He was twenty two then, his fiancé was twenty six. Now he was twenty three and they were planning their wedding for the next year. Erica had had two healthy twins during the year and they'd wanted to hold off a wedding until the little werewolves were a bit older.

Their friends kept insisting they were perfect for each other, ever since that first Christmas five years ago. Two years after the first Christmas Stiles had gotten the courage to ask Derek out. Derek had said yes and scooped him into a deep kiss.

Stiles moved from the strung decorations to the gingerbread house he loved decorating. Next was cookies. He had to make enough for thirteen hungry mouths; the eight adults and their five cubs.

Scott and Allison had two cubs. The eldest was a boy named Christon, the youngest was a girl named Jayde.

Erica and Boyd's cubs were the twins, Airiston and Ahster, both male, and their eldest, a girl named Viviana.

Viviana loved Uncle Derek and Aunt Stiles (much to Stiles' argument and Derek's amusement). Stiles had yet to find a way into bribing her to call him Uncle as well.

An arm looped around his abdomen and a warm hand came to rest just above his navel. He turned his head back slightly to lock lips with Derek briefly before turning back to his gingerbread house.

"How much more time do we have before the bell rings?" Stiles asked, humming and Derek's hand ventured lower to hook a finger around his empty belt loop.

"About four and a half hours." Derek replied smoothly.

Stiles smiled. He set down his icing bag and turned around in Derek's grip. "Might as well put that time to good use," he hummed seductively.

Derek rolled his eyes but allowed Stiles to lead him to the bedroom.