Derek sat alone at his desk. The house was quiet. Too quiet. And that's when he heard it. The slight creek in the floor board in the room above him. He raised quietly from the chair, softly walking over to the stairs. The metal banister clinked slightly as he grasped the railing. His enhanced abilities gave him great strength and hearing – agility however, still not his strong point.
The hallway was dark, little moon light getting in from the cloudy night. As he creeped towards the bedroom door, he quietly transformed, his red eyes reflecting off the door. He took a deep breath, readying himself, and pounced through the door.
He was almost atop the figure on the bed, when he noticed who it was. She looked up from her phone, "Down boy", she smiled.
"Jamie. What the hell are you doing here", Derek cried out. "I could have killed you!" Jamie laughed at him.
"Are you kidding me? I heard you come up the stairs for the last ten minutes. You really need to work on the whole quiet thing."
Derek transformed back in to his human form at sat on the end of the bed, still eyeing her warily. With a new pack of Alphas in town, her showing up meant something. "What are you doing here?" he asked again, this time with more demand.
"What? Can't a girl just show up to see her ex-boyfriend?". Jamie slid from the bed and picked up her bag. "You're looking good, Hale", she said, searching for something.
"Not in my past experience, no", Derek replied. He sometimes wished she would just show up for a visit. Whenever she showed up...shit usually hit the fan.
And apparently this time would be no different.
Jamie threw a small glass bottle that Derek easily caught. It seemed to be a small amount of clear liquid that he had no idea what it was. He opened the bottle and sniffed. No scent at all. For all he knew it could be corn syrup.
He raised a questioning eyebrow at Jamie.
"I need your help".