A/N: Set in the same 'verse as "An Inch Of Nothing For Your Soul". A 'verse that takes place after season 3 featuring my OFC Cadie who is a werewolf. This while be a collection of drabbles, vignettes, and other short pieces that either don't fit into the other larger stories I'm writing for this 'verse, or they're just ideas that didn't really take off. Will feature all the canon het relationships (Allison/Scott, Boyd/Erica, Jackson/Lydia) and the not so canon (Sheriff/Melissa and of course, Derek/OFC). Either as a main focus or background. Also, whole cast, also in varrying stages of focus. Except for Peter. He didn't fit so I conveniantly got rid of him. I'll explain later.
Reality is overrated in her opinion and she knows that the present circumstances are making her prejudiced. But when your life currently runs along the stream of Stiles asking Derek -(Derek, her Alpha, of all people)- if werewolves can go into heat over breakfast at the Hale house after last night's full moon, she thinks her opinion might just be justified. Because this conversation? It deteriorates at a rapid pace. The initial question leads to the lowered Eyebrows of Supreme Annoyance, which never a good thing, followed with a testy denial. Which leads to Jackson making snickering jokes at Stile's behalf about how no, there wasn't a chance of him getting locked in a room with an overly sexed werewolf, ever. Which inevitably leads to barbs thrown at Jackson from Scott and Stiles and suddenly the pack taking sides in the verbal war which is only stopped squarely in its tracks when Boyd lets slip that he can smell when the girls are on their time. And that awkward stop in conversation leads to Derek making the awesome statement that werewolves can in fact, smell when females are ovulating, a scent that's stronger in female werewolves than in humans and yes, that makes them more appealing to the male species in a way that can be irresistible, but is not technically classified as a heat. Stuff she all knew but had never intended to spill, especially to a table full of hormonal teenagers and oh god, how is this her life?
So yeah, she prefers her fantasies of not being a werewolf and Derek falling madly in love with her and thinking she's the most beautiful perfect thing in his life. Hell, they can even keep the werewolf part because the thought of having his werebabies and the pack as a giant conglomerate of aunts and uncles, a.k.a. free baby sitters, makes her feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
This is so totally her life.
A/N: Don't know how often I'll be updating this. I know I have one piece to put in right away, but after that its anyone's guess. Hope you enjoy!
Peace