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Stiles woke up to voices and for a moment, she thought it was her mind playing tricks on her, but then she realized that there were people in her room, talking about her and the…thing that was growing inside of her. Stiles reluctantly opened her eyes to see Derek and Scott, both of them staring at her with concern.

'Stiles, are you okay?' Derek asks.

'No.' Stiles looked away, feeling stupid about getting angry at Derek before. It wasn't like this pregnancy thing was completely his fault; after all, it takes two to tango. 'I'm sorry.' Stiles blurted out quickly.

Stiles attempted to smile and reassure Derek that she was fine, but as soon as she opened her mouth, an incoherent sob came out. Stiles was grateful when Derek pulled her into a tight hug, because she felt like at any moment she was going to break.

'Shh. It's all going to be okay, we'll get through this. I promise'

'I know we will, but I'm sixteen and not to mention I'm in high school . Derek, i can't have a child at this age .' Stiles quieted for a minute before a thought popped into her head. 'Oh, God, how the hell will I take care of this baby…?'

'Babe, don't panic. It's not good for you…..or the thin…baby.'

Stiles laid her head on Derek's chest, enjoying the warmth that radiated from him. Stiles didn't even care that Scott was watching them with a dumbstruck look on his face; all that mattered to Stiles was having Derek near her, because without Derek, she was nothing.

Scott cleared his throat uncomfortably, staring at the couple, having no idea whether to stay or go. Stiles knew that Scott wanted to stay and make sure his best friend was okay, but on the other hand he needed to go and inform the pack of what was going on.

'Scott, go and tell them.' Stiles said, clearly reading her best friends thoughts.

'No, you need me' Scott said and for once, Stiles was surprised that Scott was actually putting her first.

'Yeah, but the pack needs to know. You can come back.' Stiles was trying her best to be positive, but Scott and Stiles had been best friends for their whole lives, so they automatically knew when the other was lying.

'You need me' Scott said, looking at Derek as if Derek disapproved of Scott, which wouldn't surprise Stiles. Scott always got on Derek's nerves and the only reason Derek hasn't "accidentally" killed Scott yet, is because of Stiles and how much it would hurt her.

'I'll be fine. I'm not going anywhere and plus, I really need a shower, so unless you want to stay for that…'

'Okay, yep, I'm definitely going. I'll be back as soon as I can'

The water helped calm Stiles nerves, but every time Stiles thought she could rap her head around the fact that she was pregnant, she could feel panic spread throughout her body and she would find herself struggling to breath. Luckily Stiles was able to stop herself from having multiple panic attacks, and she assumed that it had something to do with the water calming her down. God, why was she overreacting about being pregnant? First she got angry at Derek, then she fainted, and now, she felt emotionally drained.

Stiles chuckled to herself when she realized that she could blame her erratic mood swings on the hormones. Oh, what a wonderful excuse to be an asshole to everyone. Maybe there were some good things about being pregnant, especially when she was pregnant with Derek's child. As excited and nervous as Stiles was, she wondered whether the baby would be born a wolf. Surely he or she would be, seeing as how one of its parents was a wolf.

Stepping out of the shower, Stiles grabbed a towel and wrapped her body up. It wasn't like she didn't mind Derek seeing that part of her, but the other wolves would surely come over at any minute and she didn't want them to see all of her, because if they did, she was sure Derek would skin them alive.

'Hey' Stiles said to Derek as she walked in the kitchen, where Derek was at the kitchen table ironing Stiles clothes. Ha, what a housewife!

'Put these on' Derek says simply, not giving Stiles any eye contact, and for a moment Stiles wondered if she pissed Derek off.

Stiles took the clothes without complaint, but as soon as she got them on she turned her focus on Derek, who was still not giving Stiles any eye contact.

'Derek, how do you feel about all of this?' Stiles raised her eyebrow when she said this, because she wanted to lighten the mood up.

'My wolf is howling with glee, excited that its mate is having its cubs or cub, but as a human, I feel horrible for doing this to you. I saw how you were earlier and I just don't think you can handle it. You're too fragile' Wow, Stiles was impressed with his answer.

'Why are you laughing at me?' Derek asked, legitimately confused as to why Stiles was laughing.

'You just called me fragile. Derek, I am anything but fragile. For goodness sakes, I helped you with every bad thing that has come to Beacon Hills, I helped you defeat the Alpha's and you still think I am fragile?'

'Your right, I'm an idiot.'

'No, you're…..' Stiles was cut off by Derek, who held up his hand to silence Stiles.

'Stiles' Derek whispered. 'Go to your room and lock the door. Do not come out unless I say otherwise. Got it?'

'Derek, what….'

'Go. Now.'

Stiles didn't need to be told again. She quickly, but quietly walked to her room, wondering why Derek told her to go to her room, but Stiles knew better than to disobey Derek's direct orders because if she did, it often ended up with her head hitting the steering wheel or her back to the wall.

Out of nowhere Stiles smelt this strange smell, it was so strange that Stiles couldn't even say what it smelt like, but whatever that stench was, it was making her uneasy. The closer she got to her room, the stronger the smell became and for a minute, Stiles was tempted to turn around and go back to Derek, but then she thought the smell was probably left over pizza that she forgot to clear out the other night when Scott came over.

Stiles should have trusted her instincts; she should have gone back to Derek….or at least hidden in another room, because as soon as she walked in her room she found someone standing near the window. At first he thought it was Scott, because they looked very similar, but the more she looked at the person…or thing, the more she realized that it wasn't Scott. A bead of sweat made its way down Stiles forehead. Normally she wouldn't have been scared, but if this thing was here to kill her, then he would also kill her baby. Stiles stood up a little straighter, prepared to fight for her life… and her baby's life. There was no way she was letting this asshole hurt her baby.