Deaton had gotten a call from Allison and Kira to help the twins and Isaac with the problem they were having. Scott still wasn't back, but Melissa and I had taken Stiles up stairs to Scott's room so he could change out of those army clothes and get a bit of rest. But Melissa gave him a check over, as I remained downstairs, waiting for Scott to come back.

I paced around the living room, as I cleaned up the salt as we didn't need it anymore. Memories of what happened in Stiles's head had came flooding back, as I couldn't believe it. I came to a halt, in front of the couch Stiles was on. I lower my gaze to my belly, and slowly placed my hand onto it. My palm pressed against my shirt until I was flat on my abdomen. Wondering what it would be like to be pregnant and start a family of my own, keeping my legacy  alive for my own family...

Suddenly, the front door to the house rushes open, and I see Scott enter, and his eyes wondered to mine, as he saw what I was doing. "You ok?" He asks, as he steps forward to look at me. I lower my hand from my abdomen, as this was going to play on my mind until I told someone.

"In Stiles's head. I had a weird, but realistic dream," I had began, as he stood and listened. "I was in Derek's loft with him, but I was..." I lowered my gaze from Scott's and placed my hand back on my abdomen. "Pregnant," I sighed as I bring my eyes back to meet Scott's who just looked like he was processing the information. "I know it sounds unbelievable and crazy, but I felt every moment of it. I felt the baby," my voice soft as Scott came forward and embraced me into a hug, but I was a bit confused right now on why he was hugging me...

"I believe you," his spoke softly into my ear, as he finished hugging me and pulled back. "Doesn't sound crazy. I had an experience with Allison. We was in her closest and we were dating but I know we wasn't," I held soft eyes as it must have been hard for him to feeling all that emotion again. He gave me a soft smile before he turns his back to me and began to walk away.

"Thank you, Scott... For everything." I had spoken, my tone meaningful, making him stop and turn back to face me, a warm smile on his face. He didn't say a word as I knew what we were feeling right now... He turns back around and heads upstairs to check on Stiles.

I smile to myself as these people; Allison, Stiles, Scott, Lydia, even Kira is growing on me. These are the most important people in my life right now, and I'm glad that I came back to Beacon Hills when I didn't, because I wouldn't have met them...

"Hello, Miss Harper," A female voice that I hadn't heard before came to ear, making me spin around to look at a woman who was in her thirties, maybe. I narrowed my eyes at her while frowning... "I'm Noshiko Yukimura-"

"Kira's Mother," I had spoken before she could finish, she nods and smiles at me. But we couldn't talk anymore as Scott and Stiles, with the help of Melissa, enter the room.

"Do you recognise me?" Noshiko had asked Stiles, as her eyes was fixed upon him. But Stiles didn't say anything, and pulled away from Scott's hold and took a few steps forward.

Just then, the kitchen door had opened and slammed shut, as Kira came forward. "Stop," she had said, but her mother places her hand out, stopping her from advancing.

"It's ok. I'm the one who asked her to come," Stiles had said, so that's why she was here. Stiles had came to stand next to me, I smile to him for a moment, before going to stand next to Scott and his Mom.

"You're the one who's going to get stabbed with swords. Mom, don't do this to him," Kira had said, worried for Stiles's safety, but I feel that there was no choice now...

"It's already done," Noshiko had said and suddenly, a swirl of darkness had appeared in the living room. It was the one of the Oni, but another one had materialised in front of Stiles. Before he could do anything, the Oni grab him, one at the front and one at the back. The front Oni grabs his side of his head and it's eyes started to glow that colour and began to search his soul...

After a moment, the Oni had slashed it's finger down, and Stiles dropped to the floor as they vanish. "Look behind his ear," Kira's Mom states to her, as she rushes forward with Scott and I going to him. We crouch and Kira pulls his ear forward to see a faint Kanji on him.

"It worked," Scott states, as he sighs, as this was a good sign.

"So, I'm actually me?" Stiles had asked Noshiko.

"More you than the Nogitsune," She had replied to his question, but this was good for all of us.

"Can the Oni find him?" Stiles had asked, as he wanted this to be over and our lives go back to some-what normal.

"Tomorrow night. It's too close to dawn now," Noshiko said, as she looks out of the window for a moment.

"Can they kill him?" I had asked, as this was the important question right now.

"It depends on how strong he is," she replied, and this was going to screw us over if he's stronger than the Oni.

"What about Lydia? Why would he take her?" Scott had piped up, as he wanted to know. We needed to get her back, no matter what it takes, I hope she will be all right.

"He would only take her for an advantage," Noshiko replied, but that made us think on why he would take her...

"You mean her power?" Scott had said, as the pieces fell into place.

"The power of a Banshee," she replied as he wanted her for her powers to sense the death. Scott, Stiles and I, took our gazes to one another as this was bad. We need to find Lydia like now, before she gets hurt...

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Scott and Stiles went to see the Sheriff to see if they could find something out, but Stiles wanted to see his Dad and it would be good for them to catch up. I had gotten a call from Chris, saying that Derek tried to kill him and wanted me to make sure he's all right now.

I arrived at Chris's apartment, as the elevator doors binged open, and I stepped out. I swiftly knocked on the door, as I hear rushed footsteps and the door swung open to reveal Chris. He offers me a kind smile as he steps inside, allowing me entry.

"Where is he?" I had asked I turn to face Chris, as she shuts the door.

"The office," Chris replied, pointing to the room, that I was so familiar too. I took a few steps and opened the door, to see Derek lent against the wooden desk, looking tired but he was alive.

"Thank God, you're not dead," I said relieved, as I approached him, as I could smell an off putting scent on him, but on his top was some blood, but it was black.

"Yeah. I don't know what came over me. I tried killing Chris," he states, telling me the information, his arms crossing over his chest, as his muscles stretched that red shirt he was wearing.

"Well, I imagine that you were infected by the Nogitsune, but I don't know how," I spoke as I came forward and grabbed his chin, and moved it around, searching his features. He looked stunned for a moment, and his jaw had tensed up for a moment, before he became relaxed. I placed his face back forward as I stare into his loving eyes. "Open your mouth," I said as I let go of his chin, but it was more of an order. He opens his mouth as far as it could go, as I stared inside, but I saw a hint of something. I held my flat palm inches from his mouth. "Motus," I spoke using my magic to pull something out, he groans in pain for a moment, before I felt something zoom out of his mouth and in to my hand but I crushed it shut to catch the thing...

Derek began to cough, profusely, as he sounded like he was going to throw up. He covers his mouth with his arm to contain his cough, like the gentlemen he is... Is it only me who can find a man covering his coughs with his arm cute?

But I placed a hand on his shoulder to make sure he was ok, and the coughing slowed and he began to take a deep breath. "I'm fine," he said, as he stood back up straight. I smile at him, as I look down to my closed hand and opened it slowly, to see a dead firefly in my palm.

"I think we know why you acted weird," I smile thinly, as I showed him the dead firefly. My gaze went back to the firefly and stared at it intently. "Incendia," my voice soft, as the firefly had caught on fire and burned. It was like a mini-fire camp in my palm. I smiled as the firefly had disintegrated and nothing was left. I clap my hands together in an up-and-down motion, gesturing to cleaning my hands.

"Thank you," Derek had said, his voice manly and make me feel so warm inside as he thanked me.

"You're welcome," I replied, as I stared into his green eyes, which had pulled me in... Again... But memories came flooding back to me, when I was pregnant with his baby. Of all people, and wolves, it was his baby, his child growing inside of me. But it wasn't real, it was all made up as a sick trick...

"Alice?" Derek's voice had pulled me back to reality, as I felt a trickle of wetness down my cheeks. I placed my fingers under my eye and wiped away the tears.

"I'm sorry. I was thinking about something," I spoke, my voice sounds soar as I had choked up. But I couldn't tell him, I couldn't tell him what happened... "I'm gonna go," I said kind of awkwardly to him. I offered him a warm smile before tuning on my feet and headed to the door of the office, as I came too it, I stopped. I turned back to Derek and looked at him one more time. "You'll make a great Father one day," I had spoken aloud as I didn't really consider his response. He expression turn to shock as he wonder why I would say that, but I didn't let him get a word in as I turned around and exited the room.

I hear his heavy footsteps coming for me, Chris wasn't in the hallway, so I pushed off with all my strength and vamp-sped out of the apartment... I couldn't deal with his questions right now, as I would break down...