Prologue

When Derek thought about time travel – and he did, a lot – this was not what he'd had in mind. He'd thought he would see his younger self, tell him to leave Paige alone and NEVER trust Kate Argent. He'd thought he'd get to come back once that was done and everything would be perfect. He never imagined having to relive his entire life.

The witch was supposed to be easy to deal with. She wasn't hurting anyone really, but the sheriff was starting to be concerned about all the "odd" events going on; a cheating husband being incapable – literally – of putting pants on; an evil boss handing himself over for fraud and then denying it; school bullies becoming their victim's slaves, willingly. All those things could have been considered justified, but people were asking questions so John had asked Derek and his pack to look into it.

A few days later, they finally found the witch. They tried to talk to her but Derek, being … well, Derek, managed to piss her off rather quickly. He never saw it coming, and before he knew it, everything was black.

When he woke up, he was in a giant crib. At least that's what he thought until he realized that the crib wasn't big; his body was tiny. He couldn't even lift his own head so he was probably very VERY young; which was probably why he started to cry uncontrollably.