The next day since stiles was grounded and it was Saturday, he was going to do some research and hopefully figure out what the hell his dream was about. After about 2 hours and coming up with nothing he fell asleep.

Stiles was in the woods, he remembers following a voice, it sounded like his moms voice. 'She's dead! It can't be her' stiles thought, then he heard the voice again. As he got further into the wood the voice got louder. Finally he made it to where he and Scott got bit. He heard footsteps behind him and when he turns around, he in his kitchen, he smells something wonderful and looks to see his mom cooking him food.

"Mom!" Stiles yelled running to his mom, who turned around with glowing blue eyes! "Mom… why are your eyes glowing?" just as he asked that they went back to being the same as his, big and brown. She looked at him with sad eyes before she spoke.

"Stiles baby, I didn't want this for you! I didn't want you to be a monster like mommy. I wanted you to be a hero like your dad not… this!" She made her eyes go blue then back to brown.

"Mom what are you talking about? Why do you keep doing that mom please STOP!" Stiles shut his eyes but didn't realize he was yelling until he felt warm hands cup his cheek rubbing southing circles.

"Stiles honey. Look at me."Stiles opened his eyes looked at his mother. "Look there's no easy way to tell you this. I'm a werewolf Stiles… and so are you and Scott."

Stiles shot up from his desk looking around panting. 'No fucking way am I werewolf!' Stiles was so in though he almost missed the call from Scott.

"Hello?"

"Stiles bro I've been calling for like an hour what the hell is going on?"

"Sorry Scott but I think you need to get to my place right now! Don't ask why just get down here now." Stiles voice was still shaky

"Alright man I'm on my way right now"

Stiles tossed his phone on his bed and waited for scot to show up. Stiles was freaking out by then wonder how he was going to tell his best friend about his dream. About 10 minutes later Scott finally showed up at Stiles house and ran inside to find Stiles sitting at the kitchen table… silent.

"Stiles dude what's going on?" Scott shook Stiles and sat next to his best friend.

"Remember at school… when I fell asleep at lunch?"

"Yeah…. Why?"

"Because, I had a dream about my mom…. She wasn't her… she was, well from what she told me she was a werewolf, and so are we." Stiles looked at his best friend who was laughing.

"A werewolf! Stiles you had a DREAM! Were not actually freaking werewolves." Scott seemed like her was about to fall from his chair from laughter. Stiles lost it, he stood up causing his chair to fall over and Scott stopped laughing.

"DAMIT SCOTT THIS ISNT FUNNY! IT SEEMED SO REAL! I-I MEAN SHE WAS A GODDAM WEREWOLF SCOTT!" Stiles was panting and Scott stood up and put his hand on his friends shoulder.

"Okay just calm down and tell me what happened" Stiles nodded and grabbed his chair and sat back down and told Scott about his dream. After Scott looked at stiles with serious eyes.

"Stiles, we need to go to the woods. Where we got bit." Stiles just nodded and grabbed his keys and drove to the woods. Once they go to where they were bit they looked around looking for something they just didn't know what. Then they both herd a branch snap and they both looked in the direction they heard it from but they didn't see anything. They looked at each other then they heard another branch snap and this time when they turned around there was a big black figure standing behind them.