It had been exactly a week since Stiles found out she was pregnant. It had been a week since the nightmare, and it had been exactly a week since her paranoia had reached a whole new level. Her paranoia led to frequent nightmares, and Stiles would often find herself waking up in the middle of the night screaming at the top of her lungs. She was so worked up he would have at least three panic attacks a day if it weren't for Derek calming her down; though what Stiles really needed, was to tell her father everything, but Stiles didn't know if Derek would allow that and she didn't want to ask.

Derek suggested that it was time they go to Deaton, seeing as how he was the closest thing to a professional doctor they had. Stiles didn't want to go, but Derek basically carried her to the car and into the vet's office and for some reason there were no people in there. That was strange, but Stiles didn't ponder it for long. As usual, whenever she tried to focus on things, her mind would go blank and she was left with the same blank thoughts as before. This had been Stiles life for a whole week. She even refused to go to school, which raised a few eyebrows amongst her other peers and teachers, and not to mention her father, but she just lied and said she didn't feel well enough to go to school. Her father would just nod his head and say he understood, considering all the stuff that Stiles had been through.

Her father didn't know the full story as to why there was a hole in the wall, but Stiles just told him someone broke into the house and Stiles pushed him into the wall. Even though her father didn't think Stiles was telling the truth, he let his daughter off the hook, probably thinking that she was suffering some kind of anxiety due to the "incident".

'Stiles' Stiles was snapped out of hr reverie when she heard Derek say her name.

She didn't give any indication that she heard him; she just stood still, leaning heavily on Derek, too tired to move.

Stiles found herself being led to a room where Deaton usually dealt with the sick animals. Great, being pregnant had added insult, but now, being treated like a sick animal; it was basically just like adding salt to her wounds. It stung and burnt, and it was not pleasant.

'Stiles' Derek shook her slightly, in hopes to finally get a response out of his girlfriend.

'What?'

'Deaton's talking to you'

Oh right, Stiles hadn't even noticed that the vet/doctor was talking to her.

'What?' Stiles asked, looking at Deaton.

'I was just saying that we are going to do an ultrasound' Deaton said, looking between Derek and Stiles with a concerned look in his eyes.

'Okay' Stiles said simply, grabbing Derek's hand. Stiles wasn't scared of the ultrasound, she was scared of what was in her. What if the baby wasn't human at all?

At the instruction of Deaton, Stiles took her shirt off and lay down on the cold table, still holding Derek's hand as if it was a lifeline that her life was tied to. Derek seemed to understand Stiles needs to hold her hand, so he squeezed Stiles hand in a reassuring way. It worked. Stiles seemed to calm down a little bit.

Deaton came over with a weird looking machine and a tube of weird gel, which was clearly going on Stiles stomach. Even though the gel was cold, Stiles didn't even flinch, she was too worried about the baby and if it would be normal looking, even though Stiles knew the baby was half wolf, she couldn't imagine raising a child that was constantly 'wolfed' out. After about three agonising minutes of pure silence, Deaton finally talked.

'Well, it's too early to be able to see the sex of the baby, but there's definitely a heartbeat' Derek sighed, clearly happy that the baby was okay.

'It's human?' Stiles asked stupidly, earning a confused look from Deaton and an amused one from Derek, who was smiling at Stiles idiocy.

'Of course, why wouldn't it be?'

'Well, one of its parents ain't exactly human' Stiles Would've smacked her head on the cold, hard table. God, even she had to admit she sounded stupid.

Deaton chuckled, before saying; 'Stiles, I'm also going to have to take some blood and make sure you're doing okay.'

Three tubes later, Stiles was finally free to leave the clinic and if it weren't for Derek talking to Deaton, she might have actually ran home, but she decided to let Derek drive her, and plus, it was freezing outside. That and she just couldn't be bothered going for a run. This pregnancy thing was taking a toll on her body.

'Stiles, Derek just told me about your sleeping problems. I'm going to prescribe some sleeping medication, okay?'

Stiles just nodded her head and moved closer to Derek for some extra warmth, waiting for the vet/doctor to hurry up with her prescription.

'How are you doing?' Derek asked, putting a secure arm around Stiles.

'Fine, I would be better if you believed me about my dream' Oh yeah, Stiles was still adamant that someone was after their baby.

'I didn't say I don't believe you, it's just….'

Derek was cut off by Deaton, who walked back in the room with the prescription. Stiles zoned out when Deaton was telling her how much pills she was meant to take a night, but she figured it didn't matter whether she listened or not, seeing as how Derek would do the listening for her.

The sheriff was working tonight, so that meant that Derek could come over without her father objecting to it. Even though her father knew they were dating, he didn't approve of their relationship, considering the fact that Derek was known for breaking the rules.

There was a knock on the door and Stiles got so excited she practically squealed with joy. She hadn't seen Derek for two hours, and they had been the worst two hours of her life. Smiling, Stiles opened the door, but she froze as he saw that it wasn't Derek who was at the door. In fact, Stiles had no idea who it was. Oh wait, yes she did! It was the same man she had seen in her dream.

Crap, her dream had been real!

Oh shit, Stiles thought as she attempted to shut the door in the man's face, but the man was stronger than Stiles and he easily ripped the door off its hinges. Crap! Stiles ran upstairs, reaching for her phone that was in her pocket and called Derek, but the damn phone went straight to voice mail. Stiles hid in her dad's wardrobe, hoping that she would find a hidden gun.

Shit, shit, shit! Stiles could hear footsteps closing in on her. She couldn't find any hidden guns. The man was getting closer to where Stiles was hiding. Shit. Where the hell was Derek?

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