Stiles vision was blurry. Her chest felt constricted. Her mind was fuzzy. All she was aware of was the fact that she was still on the floor, breathing heavily as she panicked about her baby's well being. What if the baby was sick? What if it was dying? Oh God, Stiles couldn't breathe. Sure, she didn't want the baby to begin with, but now she wanted the baby, she couldn't imagine her life before she got pregnant.

'Stiles' Scott was crouching down beside her, shaking her shoulder softly.

Stiles gripped Scott's arm, her eyes wide with panic and fear. 'The baby, it's dead…isn't it? God….'

'Stiles, the baby's fine' Scott frowned as he said this, as if he was unsure as to why Stiles thought the baby was dead.

'No…listen, I don't think it is. Scott….'

'Stiles, it's fine.' Stiles heart rate increased and Scott found himself putting his hand at the back of Stiles head. 'Stiles, I can hear the baby's heartbeat.'

'But I can't hear it! Why can't I hear it? Is there something wrong with me?' Stiles found herself panicking even more at this. Part of the baby's special abilities allowed Stiles to be able to hear things that she wouldn't normally have heard. Maybe the special abilities were limited after all.

'Relax. Even Jackson and Lydia can hear it. The baby's fine.'

Stiles took a deep breath, even though she trusted Scott and the others, she wanted to make sure for herself that the baby was fine, and the only way she would be sure if the baby was fine was by getting Derek to come back home. She needed Derek to tell her that the baby had a heartbeat.

'I need Derek' Stiles said simply, still panicking.

'Already on it' Lydia said.

Stiles would have answered, but she was too tired; mentally and physically. Her mind felt fuzzy and it was hard to comprehend her surroundings and her body felt drained. She was sure that if she tried to stand up, she would fall straight to the floor again.

'Scott…' She whispered so quietly that even the werewolf had to move closer to be able to hear her.

'What is it, bunny?'

'I can't move. Too tired.'

'Don't worry about it. Just rest'

Good, because that was what Stiles was planning on doing anyway. She was too exhausted to even attempt to stay awake anymore. Even though Stiles was half conscious, she still managed to put her hands to her stomach, hoping that she could at least feel the baby's heart beat...but she had no luck. Stiles called Derek's name softly just before she lost consciousness.

It was cold….too cold. Stiles retreated further in the blankets in attempt to shield her body from the cold, but it was still too cold. Sighing, she rolled out of bed to go get another blanket from the spare room; it wasn't like anyone would miss it. Turning on the light in the spare room, she looked around the room, knowing that something wasn't right. It was even colder in here than it was in her room.

Stiles quickly walked to the bed and attempted to grab the blanket, but jumped back and screamed in horror as she saw a familiar person sitting on the bed, looking at her with malice in her eyes. It looked like…..but no, it couldn't be. She was dead. She saw her die. This couldn't be happening.

'Mom' Stiles said. Her voice cracked on that one word.

'Don't call me that bunny ' her voice was not the sweet, soft voice that it once was. Instead, it was harsh and evil and was nothing like Stiles mother at all.

'What?' Stiles could not believe what she was hearing. Her own mother didn't want to be called mom?

'I used to love you, you know? But then you started running with werewolves'

'It doesn't change anything. Mom, I'm still me' Stiles voice was almost pleading.

'Doesn't change anything? Honey, you're sleeping with a werewolf. You're pregnant with a monster. Everything has changed, you slut!'

Stiles was taken aback by her mom's comment, and she was going to say something to her, to defend her mate and wolves, but she stood there with her mouth slightly agar as her mother walked over to her. She stared at her for about a minute, before raising her hand and touching Stile's stomach. Stiles was too shocked to move away, but she wished she moved away from her, because all of a sudden, she felt excruciating pain in her stomach. She looked and saw her mom was glowing, a blue aura and blasted blue light into her stomach .

What the hell?

'DEREK!' Stiles yelled, screaming for her boyfriend. Out of all the dreams she had, this had been the worst.

'Shhh. I'm right here' Derek stroked Stiles forehead, being silent as Stiles calmed down from her crazy nightmare.

Stiles grabbed Derek around the waist and held him close; whenever Stiles went through these horrific nightmares Derek was the only one who could make her feel better.

'Derek….please tell me you can hear the baby?' Stiles asked, clutching onto Derek tighter.

'Babe, the baby's fine. In fact, its heart beat is incredibly strong. Maybe too strong' Derek frowned and started to go into deep thought, but Stiles shook him out of it.

'What do you mean its heart beat is too strong? Is it bad?'

'No, it's fine. It's just…..I think I know why you were so sick earlier' Derek said with a shrug.

Pulling back from the embrace, Stiles looked up at her handsome partner, wondering why he wasn't telling her anything.

'Tell me'

'It' the full moon tonight' Derek said, staring intently at Stiles.

'So….?'

'Well, maybe the baby's werewolf powers are a bit more advanced than we originally thought' Derek said, finally letting Stiles catch on to what he was implying.

Stiles thought it was impossible that a baby werewolf could get the abilities so quickly, but anything was possible. Seeing as how it was the full moon, the baby had adapted to its inner wolf and shifted into one. How weird! Stiles just could not wrap her head around it. Though there was one question on her mind, why was her baby so advanced?

That wasn't the only thing she was worried about; the baby was only a month old….if that, and already it had been affected by the full moon, which affected Stiles as well. What if, later on in the pregnancy, it affects Stiles even worse than it did today?

'What are you thinking?' Derek asked as he climbed into bed next to Stiles.

'The full moon affected the baby and me pretty bad. What if it gets worse?'

'We'll get through it, together. I'll never leave you again when it's a full moon. I promise.'

Stiles blushed slightly, before remembering why Derek wasn't there before. 'What happened at the crime scene?'

'It was definitely the guy who broke in here. He kidnapped some nineteen-year old and I'm pretty sure I know what he wants with him to'

'What?'

'He's trying to build a pack.'

'F**k. what the hell does he want with our baby?' Stiles would never admit this to anyone, but for the first time in his life, she felt horrified.

'I don't know, but I'm hoping Peter might. He said he's coming over tomorrow to discuss it with us. I have a feeling he knows more about all of this than he is letting on. Anyway, there's something else you should know. The guy who broke in here made an appearance at the crime scene, which is bad luck for him, but good luck for us.'

Stiles paused, before saying; 'Dad's checking into it, isn't he?' Derek didn't say anything; he just nodded his head before kissing the top of Stiles head.

If only they knew how complicated things were about to become.