Lilith is still sick in her old bed, the pack is worried about her as they're all standing downstairs. "What do we do?" Lydia asks.
"I don't know what's wrong with her," Deaton says looking at her.
"We have to find out, she is family," Scott sighs looking at Deaton.
Deaton nods before he walks out the door. Stiles is upstairs with Lilith, she's pale and her hair is a mess. She has a high fever and her whole body hurts.
"How bad is it?" he asks.
"Nothing is worse then giving birth to your demon spawn," she says with a raw voice.
Stiles hands her the tea that he made for her. "Why?" she sighs.
"It's for your throat, and it's good for you," he says with a soft smile as she takes the tea.
She drinks it while he plays a little with Willow. "Mama sick," she says with a pout as she points to her mom.
"Mama will be fine. She just needs to rest," Stiles whispers kissing her head.
Lilith lays down with a groan and a whimper. "You will be alright," Stiles whispers as he puts the covers over her.
"Love you," he whispers as she closes her eyes.
Willow and Stiles leave as a few tears fall down on her pillow.
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My Secrets
General FictionWhen Lilith Martin returns to old home town after being gone for a little over 2 years, there is more than one secret she has to keep.
