I look around the room we were in, as did Lydia and Scott, as whispers echoed in the room for a moment, before they had vanished. They cock their gazes to one another worry plastered on their faces, as they squirm to try and get free. I could feel sticky tape over my mouth, stopping me from speaking... The restrains that held Lydia and Scott were different to mine. Mine were chains, metal chains, that were attached to anchors in the floor.

Scott wiggles some more trying to get his restrained off. He exhales in frustration as it didn't work. As I wiggled around in my shackles, as metal rang out in the room for a moment.

"Do you actually need to remind you that you're a werewolf? And a Witch in the chair," Lydia had replied as their heads lifted from the pillow to look at me tired in the chair. I smiled at them as they were looking to me, to help them out. But their looks faded away as they see the duct tape on my mouth and the metal chains.

"We're in Stiles's head," Scott retorted  back to her.

"And you're a supernatural creature with supernatural strength... Break free," Lydia convinces Scott to use his strength, he began to use it and rips his hand through the restrains. As Scott took his restraints off. He stood to his feet and came over to me, taking the duct tape off first, as I stretch my jaw out.

"Thank God," I breathed out as I look down to my chains to see Scott gaze go to them as well. He began to pull the chains from their anchors in the floor, and soon enough they had broken and I was free. I stood to my feet as Scott moved over onto Lydia and removed her restraints as she stood to her feet.

"What now?" I had asked as I took my gaze to Lydia and Scott.

"I don't know. This is my first time in someone else's head," Lydia said, lightening up the mood.

"Just stay behind me," Scott had said to the both of us, as he walks to the door in front of us. I was in the middle and Lydia was behind me. Scott opens the door slowly, and stops at the threshold of it. He turns around to look at me, to say it was safe for us to follow. I came behind him as he went off in one direction, I turn around to look at Lydia nodding to her, gesturing it was safe. As I let go of the door, and moved about an inch forward, it had slammed shut behind me, trapping Lydia on the other side.

"Lydia," I rushed back and slammed on the door. "Lydia! Lydia!" I banged a few more times on the door, but I heard no sound come from behind the door. I turn around and I wasn't in a hallway anymore, I was in Derek's loft, and Scott was no where to be found. I took a few steps forward, and going down the steps.

Suddenly, I hear footsteps coming down the spiral stairs in the left corner of his loft, and it was Derek coming down. As I made it to the middle of the room, he had made his way to the middle too and we had arrived in time. His eyes were soft, as he smiles at me, lovingly.

"There you are, where have you been?" He announced as he embraces me into a hug. "You know you shouldn't be on your feet," he states as he pulls back, looking at me silly. But I looked at him weirdly as I had no idea what he was on about. But I feels his hand go to my stomach, I look down to see a bump, not large like I had absorbed a planet. It was just noticeable, and a bit out. 

I could feel my face lose it's colour as I imagined it turned white. "I-I'm pregnant?" I had asked disbelieving this right now, I know all of this isn't real, that this couldn't be possible but yet it all felt real. I could feel the baby inside of me, I could feel it moving. Tears welled up in my eyes, as my vision blurred for a moment but I blinked them away.

"About five-months along, and it's a girl," Derek sounded excited, as he comes forward and kisses me on the lips. It lasted a moment. "And we're naming her Eliza, after your sister," he continued as this is what I always wanted. To start a family, to honour my own family...

But this was wrong, it's a trick, a dirty one at that. "No, this is wrong, Derek," I shook my head at him slightly as I pull away from him.

"What do you mean?" He asked confused as he didn't understand.

"I'm not pregnant, Derek. This is a sick trick," I believed that it was and I heard a distance shouting. It was Peter, shouting Lydia and it was coming from the door behind me. But before Derek could say anything, I ran to the door, and ripped it open, and I saw a big white hall. But I rushed through, as I came out on the massive open floor.

I turn back around to see the door was gone, and I looked down to see my belly bump had also disappeared. Down the way, I see Lydia standing by herself. I ran over to her, just in time to see Scott joining me. Lydia had turned around to see us walking towards her, as we look down the massive place. In the middle of the room was the tree stump of the Nemeton and sat on top of it was Stiles and the Nogitsune.

Scott, Lydia and I began to walk in a line as I stood in-between them both, but we picked up the pace as we began to run, but the further we ran, the further they had looked. We can to a stop as we wasn't getting anywhere.

"Stiles!" We all yelled as loud as we could but it didn't reach him nor did he react to us calling his name.

"Stiles!" Lydia yells as she waves her arms in the air to grab his attention but he didn't notice us. "Stiles, over here!" She waves them again, but he still didn't notice. We began to run again, but the same thing happened, the further we ran the further he was getting.

We all came to a stop again, as we hunched over, panting. As it felt we had been running for miles on end. "Stiles is part of your pack," Lydia had begun as she was on to something.

"What? What do you mean?" Scott had asked, his gaze taking over to Lydia, as I did the same, wanting her to explain.

"He's human. But he's still part of the pack, right?" Lydia's eyes flickered between Scott and I.

"Yeah," Scott had said, as Stiles was. Scott didn't need other wolves, he had his friends who were his pack. We began to stop hunching over and stand back straight. "Yeah, of course,"

"So how do wolves signal their location to the rest of the pack?" Lydia had asked and I had caught on. My eyes lighting up in recognition, as Scott turns to look at Lydia who had now caught on.

"They howl," I had said for Scott, as I see out of the corner of my eye him shift to his wolf form. His side-beards, his pointy teeth, and his glowing red eyes.

Suddenly, Scott howls loudly, and it echos through the whole room. Stiles had heard it as he cocks his head to the side, to see us all standing there, a hopeful look on all our faces. He turns back to look at the Nogitsune and he swipes his hand over the game they were playing, destroying their game. The Nogitsune roars at Stiles, but before we could see anymore, everything went black...

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My eyes snapped open as I gasp loudly as Lydia and Scott did the same. But I felt a wet trickle down my nose, and the taste of blood in my mouth. I felt weak, and tired, Lydia hopes off the couch gasping slightly.

"Did it work? Did it work?" Scott rushes out as he comes around the front of the couch and crouches down in front of Stiles. I stood to my feet, as I went to Melissa to stand beside her, but my legs wobbled and I fell into her but she grabbed me in time.

"What happened?" I had heard Lydia states as I found a little of my strength back, and turned to look at her. "Why didn't it work?" She asks, as I took my gaze over to Stiles to see his head dropped to his chest. But we had no idea if it worked or if it didn't, we had no clue right now.

"What are you talking about?" Scott had asked as I see his gaze upon Lydia and Peter. But I didn't pay attention, as I wipe my nose with my fingers, getting the still wet blood away. I stood up more straight as Melissa let me go, as I gave her an 'ok' look.

Suddenly, Stiles jolts awake, gagging, but he tore off the duct tape, and puts his fingers in his mouth, grabbing something. He starts to pull from his mouth, string or was it linen bandages, I couldn't tell. He continued to pull until a few inches of the linen was out of his mouth before he gets up and drops to the floor, pulling more out. We all watched shocked and sick to our stomachs. Just then he starts to retch, vomiting up tons of linen bandages, but black smoke appeared around his mouth, which was more disturbing.

After a few moments, he finished chundering the linen bandages, and began to pull out the last strand of the stuff. He pulls out the last strand and a pile of the linen bandages was on the floor,  Stiles began to gasp but the pile of the bandages began to produce smoke, black smoke. I look closely to see a bandaged hand rise from the pile, making my eyes go widen as everyone else did. More of the unknown persons body began to pull himself up from the floor. It's like something you see off a horror movie, a person clawing out of the floor...

Soon enough the person crawls out of the bandages, before standing to their feet. I felt Scott put his arms across me but it was also across Melissa as well. The person began to look at it's hand, though I'm amazed they can see through the bandages. It touches it's head for a moment, before looking at us. Before jolting forward, but Deaton had push us back as Lydia screams and Scott and Peter run at the person and grabs his arms and sitting him in the chair.

"Hold him," Peter states as the guy was wiggling around, trying to break their hold.

"I'm trying," Scott replied in a strong voice, as Deaton and I came forward to look at the person. But he was still struggling against Scott and Peter's hold. After a few more struggling, they pinned him for a moment.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Scott yells, as he's noticed something on the guy. Scott began to lift the linen bandage from the head of the guy, to reveal a nose. Scott pulls more away, but it reveals Stiles. Our eyes widen to see him right now, as we had no clue what was happening...

"Scott?" Stiles had replied as he looked like himself, his eyes turned to look at us all.

"Stiles," my voice full of pleasure to see him right now. My eyes were soft as he knew I was happy to see him.

"Scott," Deaton had spoken, but his voice didn't sound confident and it held worry. He turns to the front door, making my gaze go with him to see it wide open, but I looked around to see no Lydia and no other Stiles.

"Where are they?" Scott states in his hushed. "Where are they!" He raises his voice as he rushes to the door. "Lydia!" Scott runs out of the door, seeing if he could catch up with them. I look back to the salt line to see it was messed up and there was a line in it, meaning the spell was broken.

Now there is two Stiles...

One good and one bad...