Derek walked around Scott and over to the Sheriff. He stopped in front of the older man and looked straight in his eyes. "Where is Stiles?" he asked in a low leveled tone and the Sheriff's eyes filled with pain. "He's not – he's not with us anymore..." SLASH, AU, RATED M FOR A REASON

"His dad doesn't know," Peter warned, and Derek looked at Stiles who seemed to have fallen into tormented sleep. Derek swallowed difficultly, and gently picked up the sleeping teen. "He'll find out soon enough." AU, SLASH, RATED M FOR A VERY GOOD REASON, KIDDIES! NOT FOR THE WEAK OF HEART

"You didn't know who you were f****** with," he muttered and climbed his bike. After sparing a single hard glance for the three burning corpses, full lips tilted into a smirk and a dismissive snort escaped them. "Way to make an entrance." AU, magic!Stiles, Alpha!Derek

Whoever it was whispered soothingly in Stiles' ear, making the heartbroken teen slowly, ever so slowly, crumble within the hold of darkness. 'Just accept me. Say you accept me and everything you hate, everything you fear, everything will disappear.' SLASH, DEMON POSSESSION

"We've received a few post-cards from the others. They'll be paying us a visit," Derek informed Stiles as he got dressed. "I hope one at a time. I mean I love them, all of them, but I really don't look forward to making lunch or dinner for 30 people."

Derek rested his head on the doorframe as he observed them. His family; his husband and their daughter. There was a time when he thought he wouldn't live long enough to find someone who wouldn't use him and betray him, let alone that he would have a family of his own; a child of his own blood.

"Guys, what – what are you doing here?" Stiles asked and John shrugged. "Since the two of you decided to stay home for Christmas after we've decided to spend it at Scott and Allison's, we've decided to bring Christmas to you..."

"Scott! Close your mouth when you're chewing!" "Cora, I think that's enough wine for now..." "But Derek!" "Isaac, get your grubby hands off of the cake! There's enough for everyone!"

"Gen, I think I know what's wrong with you," he said and Stiles sat up, his frown deepening in worry. "Derek, I already told you that…" "Gen, I think you're carrying." Derek blurted out. "I think – I think you're pregnant."

"Hey!" Isaac snapped when a snowball met the back of his head and turned around with a growl. "STILES!" he snapped, and the amber eyed man yelped and broke into a run. "SNOWBALL FIGHT!" Scott called out and the others broke into cheers.

"You're alive, aren't you?" Derek bit back at him and Stiles rolled his eyes before he looked around the small cottage they were hiding in and wrapped his arms around his waist to keep himself warm. "Remind me to forbid Scott from ever planning our vacations again," he grumbled as they walked further into the abandoned cottage. "A Yeti; we just had to run into a Yeti."

Sure, Stiles attending the meeting in New York for the Law firm he worked for made sure that business wouldn't fail but none the less; right now he considered this the biggest mistake in his life. There he was stuck on the fricking, cold airport, when he could be warm and cuddled with his husband as of three years in their comfy bedroom back in Beacon Hills.

"Why can't you see it, Stiles?" he spoke loud enough for Stiles to hear. "Why can't you see how much I want you? Why can't you see how much I need you? Why can't you see how much I…"

Dear Santa, Thank you for all your presents, but I just need to warn you. If I ever see you kissing my pa again, I will rip your throat out with my teeth. Sincerely yours, Talia Claudia Hale

"I don't think you do." Stiles' raised an eyebrow and smirked at him. "Really now?" he drawled and Derek's eyes widened when he placed his cup on the cabinet, stood right in front of Derek, and crossed his arms over his chest. "You really think that I don't know you?"

"I can see that you're happy; makes me wonder why you're here and not at home with them." "Are you kidding me!" Stiles exclaimed incredulously. "Scott buggered off the moment Mellissa said yes! The bastard didn't even have the decency to wait for me! I couldn't stay there!"

"I have no idea how Derek manages with him," Lydia sighed tiredly as Aiden scooped her up into his arms and took a seat with his pregnant wife in his lap. "They're Mates?" Ethan suggested. "Well, unless Stiles came with a manual, I don't think that explains it," Isaac drawled.

My day started just fine, actually." Stiles said and Derek smiled, remembering how they got up together and had coffee before Stiles left to start his shift at the hospital. "Then I had a kid who somehow managed to get peas stuck in his nose. Two 16 year olds came in with 2nd degree burns on their hands. I never found out how they got them..."

Beacon Hills was covered in a thick layer of snow. The town was glimmering with Christmas lights and wherever they looked there were people laughing and smiling. It was Christmas Eve, and peace has settled over Beacon Hills.

"No, really. When was the last time we had sex?" Derek was about to say something when he had to stop to think about it. "I can't remember," he said and Stiles snorted. "It was when Scott and Allison took the girls for the afternoon when Clare celebrated her 8th birthday." "That was back in August!" "I know!"