Stiles seriously hated morning sickness. Partly because it wasn't even morning sickness, it was all day sickness, and for the other simple fact that she couldn't even eat anything. Derek and even her father had been so worried about her. Instead of gaining weight like Stiles was supposed to, she was starting to look a little sick. It was funny how things changed so much within a couple weeks.

Some things changed for the better though, the sheriff came home extremely worried about Stiles and had apologised about his behaviour, saying it was just too hard to wrap his head around the pregnancy, but he was willing to accept it as long as Stiles was okay. Stiles was thrilled with the fact that she and her father had started talking again, and she may have even shed a tear of joy…in a way. Screw it, she was blaming her hormones!

Stiles rolled out of bed and sprinted to the nearest toilet in attempt to actually throw up in the toilet and not on the floor. Thankfully she made it just in time, before she doubled over and vomited what little dinner she had the night before. Stiles was aware that Scott and Erica –who had slept over after Derek told them to keep an eye out for Stiles while he ran some errands- were watching her, but she didn't care. The wolves had seen her at her worst, and Stiles had seen them at their worst.

Stiles slowly walked back to her room, knowing full well that Scott was sitting at her desk, waiting for her to come back to the room. Stiles finally got back to her bed and went under the covers, ignoring the fact that Scott was watching her. It was times like this that Stiles wished Derek would have stayed the night, where they would cuddle and say how much they love each other; but Derek had errands to do, and whilst Stiles may not like it, she couldn't forbid it.

'I can't go back to sleep with you watching me like that' Stiles simply stated after about ten minutes of trying to get back to sleep.

'Too bad. There's no way in hell that I am going to let something happen to you or Derek Jr' Scott said in a tone that made Stiles feel silly for even attempting to have a go at him.

'Derek Jr?' Stiles hadn't thought about what sex the baby might have been, after all, he was a bit too preoccupied with keeping the baby alive.

'Yeah, Erica and I were discussing it last night, and we both think it's a boy' Scott was smiling happily as he said this.

Stiles took a moment, before saying; 'What makes you think that?'

'I don't know, could be intuition?'

'Whatever. I'm hungry, are you hungry?' Stiles was really craving pickles with ice-cream. Disgusting, but…but… so good!

Stiles didn't even wait for an answer; she just walked past Scott and went straight to the kitchen, not even noticing that Erica was standing in the hallway. She really wanted her prickles and Ice-cream. She went straight to the fridge, a massive smile on her face as he eyed the fridge, but her smile dropped when she saw that there was no ice-cream or pickles. Tears pricked at Stiles eyes, but she blinked them away. Seriously, who cried over food?

'Are you alright, Stiles?' Erica asked

Stiles wiped her nose on his sleeve before nodding her head; there was no point in crying over spilled milk. Stiles took a drink of orange juice straight out of the bottle, before turning to Erica and Scott. 'You want some juice'

'Ew, your saliva is all over that. Thanks, but no thanks.' Erica said in her usual manner. Scott just shook his head before getting out eggs and bacon. Oh God, the smell was revolting. Stiles dropped the bottle of juice and ran to the toilet.

Ugh, it was disgusting. Stiles made a mental note to call Deaton and ask him if being sick this much was normal.

Stiles was lying on the couch and watching T.V when Derek finally came home. About time, Stiles thought to herself as she ran up and hugged Derek as tight as she can, which wasn't very tight at all. Derek reciprocated the hug, until he pulled back and had a close look at Stiles face, noticing how tired and fragile he looked.

'Ahem'

Stiles looked over Derek's shoulder to see Peter standing in the doorway, looking incredibly smug. For a moment, Stiles actually had the urge to punch him in the face, but then she thought better of it and decided not to. After all, she couldn't go around punching people just because she could.

'So, are we going to stand here all day cuddling, or are we going to get down to business' typical Peter, always making everything so official.

Scott and Erica stood at the couch, arms crossed over their chest as they watched Peter, Stiles and Derek.

'Of course' Derek said, sitting on the couch next to Stiles and gesturing for Peter to join on the opposite couch.

'So' Peter said a little awkwardly 'What seems to be the problem?'

Derek took charge of the conversation, which Stiles was thankful for. She seriously had no strength today.

'Well, I told you about the problem we were having with this unknown wolf. It seems he's after our baby, and he's slowly recruiting members for his pack.'

Peter stayed silent for a moment, before continuing. 'Is that all you know about him?'

'We haven't exactly had a conversation with him' Derek remarked sarcastically.

Derek and Peter continued talking, but Stiles blocked out their voices. She had a weird feeling about Peter as his scent was extremely different than it had been the other day. The other day, his scent had smelt vaguely of pine needles, but now, it smelt like mud. What the…? Both Derek and Peter seemed to notice Stile's sudden mood change, and they both looked at him. Derek looked at her with concern, whilst Peter looked at her in annoyance. Stiles frowned at Peter.

'Babe, what's wrong?'

Stiles pointed at Peter, but was taken aback to see that it wasn't Peter who was sitting in front of them. No, it was the same man who wanted their baby. Derek stiffened as he saw the man. Scott and Erica stood in front of Stiles, ready to kill if they had to.

The man whistled and suddenly Stiles house was filled with three more wolves, and they were all staring at Stiles.

'STILES, TAKE COVER' Derek shoved Stiles to the floor as the wolves lunged at him.

'AHHH' Stiles screamed before she was knocked on the floor.