Hey, everyone. I know that All's Fair in Love and War ended way too soon, but I have a sequel for it. This is the first chapter to it. The actual chapter is a full three pages in Word.

I hope this one is as good as my other. It has been done since I started All's Fair in Love and War. I just had to edit key points. Like I didn't plan on Margaret being dead, until I started to hate her. It will be a shocker. Also, I will update on Saturdays. So next chapter won't be up until then. I have major studying to do. TAKS is Tuesday and Wednesday. I also have to help my mom with her craft show. I am breaking in a new pair of heels. And I am also learning to drive. Basically, I have a lot going on that my writing time is limited.

This is going to start off with them going to see Steve, Chloe's dad, and it will end with the defeat of the Edison Group. I might make it into a trilogy and do some new adventures. The Supernatural Adventures of A.R. Gurney is what I'm thinking. But the title will be cooler. LOL.

Disclaimer: *Setting: Sitting at the computer writing*

Me: Hmm… How am I going to kill Marcel?

Marcel: You aren't going to kill anyone.

Me: Oh, yeah? Try me. I am the writer of this story and I can kill you with the push of a button.

Marcel: You aren't the writer of this story. Kelley Armstrong is.

Me: You are pushing it.

Marcel: You don't own Darkest Powers, Kelley Armstrong does. *repeats sentence*

Me: That's it! You're sooo dead. *starts typing furiously to write the death of Dr. Marcel Davidoff*

*Summery: I don't own The Darkest Powers. Kelley Armstrong does. And Davidoff will eventually die.*

We were almost to my house when Liz popped in. "Hey, guys," she said cheerfully. "Hey, Liz," I said, my mood lightening a little.

"Hi, Liz!" Tori shrieked excitedly. The guys just mumble heys and Kit greeted her lightly. "So what are you guys up to?" She asked. I didn't want to answer that, however, I had to. "We're going to my house; to tell my dad everything is alright. That I'm fine and not missing or kidnapped," I said, voice monotone.

"Oh," she said, a little disappointed, but instantly perking up again, "Ooh… Can I meet him, too?"

"Sure," my voice cracked. I was fixing to introduce my new life to my dad and he knew nothing about it. All he knew was that his schizophrenic daughter had run away from her group and was now kidnapped instead of running away. Derek walked over and took my hand, rubbing circles on my palm with his thumb. I looked up at him and gave a week smile. It was all I could manage, I was too nervous.

As we rounded the corner to my street, I let go of Derek's hand and he gave a questioning look. "Not until we tell, Dad. I don't want him freaking out seeing me holding hands with a guy twice my size, not that that matters to me," I said, perching up on my toes to give him a kiss. I swear I heard Tori make a gagging noise. After almost a month and a half, she still hasn't gotten over Derek and I being together. Even with the distraction of rescuing Aunt Lauren, who was still at the safe-house with Andrew and the Texans, and Rae, who still wouldn't come but Derek dragged her out of there and then ran off leaving us not knowing where she is, Tori stilled couldn't let it go.

A couple minutes later, we reached my house. "Stand here for a minute while I get my dad to answer the door," I said about two yards from the door. I walked up the narrow walkway and lightly rapped my fist on the door. On the third rap, Dad answered the door. I looked up at him, "Dad," wrapping my thin arms around him in relief.

"Chloe?" he questioned.

"Y-yes, Dad, i-it's m-me."

"Oh, Chloe, I have been worried sick about you. I flew back from Shanghai when no news had been found after that last report. What happened?" He said, wrapping his arms around me in an awkward hug.

"It's a long story," I warned.

"That's okay."

I relayed what happened, starting with Liz getting shipped off. I told him everything. I told him that the Edison Group was still looking for us. I told him about the killings, the hospital, the Edison Group locking Aunt Lauren up. The only thing I didn't tell him about was about me and Derek.

He didn't seem scared, just worried. After awhile he spoke, "Chloe, how did you get away from them?" What did he mean 'get away from them'? "W-what do you m-mean 'get away from them'? Are you t-talking about the E-Edison G-Group or m-my f-friends?"

"Those others you where talking about."

"My friends, I didn't get away from them. I have them here with me. I want you to meet them."

"They're here?"

"Yes."

"Okay, have them come inside."

I went back to Derek, taking his hand. Then I turned around to the others, "Dad says to come in. He wants to meet you." They all nodded and started off for the door. Derek and I stayed near the back until everyone was near the door. I voiced an 'I'm sorry' then ran to the front. Derek picked up his pace a little so he would be closer to me.

As we entered, I lead them to the main living area. It was furnished with the familiar tan leather seating and small glass end tables as when I was shipped off. I took a seat on the sofa between Derek and Simon, while Tori and Kit took a seat on the love-seat and Liz sat on the table next to Tori. Dad walked in a few seconds after everyone was seated and sat down in the armchair. "Okay, begin Chloe," he said.

I started the introductions by nodding in the direction of the person I was telling about, "Dad, this is Kit Bae. I already told you about the supernatural world so you shouldn't be surprised. Kit is a sorcerer." When I paused for a moment, Dad nodded in acknowledgement, so I continued, "This is Victoria Enright. She prefers to go by Tori, with an 'i' though, and she is a witch." Another nod. "This is Elizabeth Delany. She was with us at the Lyle House. An accident happened and they shipped her off to the hospital and killed her. You can't see her because she is a ghost. She was a Volo half-demon, now a poltergeist." Another nod and I moved on to Simon. "This is Simon Bae. He is the son of Kit and is also a sorcerer." Simon mussed with my hair the way a brother would, but Dad thought that he was my boyfriend from his expression. He gave another nod, though. "This is Derek Souza. He is Kit's foster son and that makes him Simon's foster brother. He is a werewolf. And…" I had kept my voice steady until now. Why can't I bring myself to tell my dad that Derek and I are an item.

"Go on, Chloe," Dad encouraged.

"And I am his mate." Derek leaned down and kissed my forehead. Then he put his arm around my shoulders.

At first Dad didn't say a word, he just sat there for a minute. His face was red with an angered expression. "Dad?" I whispered.

"What?!" Dad's strangled yell pierced the quietness of the room. I shrunk back into Derek's chest as he let out a low growl. Derek held me tighter whispering only low enough for me to hear, "It's okay. He's just shocked."

After a second, Kit took Dad into the next room and started reasoning with him. Derek told me what was going on. "Dad is explaining what being mates mean to your father. He is also explaining that we are happy together. And that we love each other. He is telling him that he should let us be together and that I am the best one for you…" As he spoke, Derek locked eyes with me and smiled. I couldn't help but giggle softly.

"And all that is true," I said, lifting my head to quickly kiss him. When I moved back into my previous position, I snuggled against Derek's chest resting my head on his shoulder.

We waited there until Dad came out followed by Kit. "Well, kids. I accept your relationship. I am glad that you two are happy. But, Chloe, I need to talk to you. Not about Derek, don't worry," he said. When he told me he needed to talk to me, a little wrinkle formed with worry on my forehead. Derek took my hand and squeezed in encouragement. I got up and sauntered into the room Dad had just come from. "Sit down, Chloe," he said with a small wave to a chair. I sat down and he began pacing the room. "Chloe, what has been going on? I know you have had a hard time with all this, but I don't get where you are getting all this from. Why can't you accept your diagnoses? You go to this great group home and then you get messed up with these kids. I don't get what you are playing at," he said now stopped in front of me and rubbing his temples with his forefinger and thumb. "Chloe, I can't believe you believe this rubbish. None of that is true. There is no way they can cast spells and Derek can turn into a wolf. There is no way you can see ghost or bring bodies back to life."

"You don't believe us, do you?"

"No, I don't believe you."

"I have proof."

"I really doubt that."

"I do."

"Show it then. Show it to me and I will believe you."

I called for Liz and she came in a snap. "Liz, can you show my dad that all this is real," I asked her. I hope this will work.

"Sure!" Liz squeaked. Liz walked over and picked up a pen and paper. She walked over to the table and sat down. I glanced over at Dad. His eyes were wide as he stared at the pen writing by itself. Well, not really on its own because Liz was writing with it. When she was done, Liz brought the paper over to me. I read the paper out loud, "'All this is real Mr. Saunders. Chloe isn't lying. She has told you only the complete truth.'" I had no clue that Liz would do that. I knew she was a good friend, but I never knew she cared about me that much. Tears came to my eyes and I quickly blinked them away before anyone noticed.

We sat there in the quietness of the kitchen for some time until Dad broke the silence, "Chloe? This really is real, isn't it? All this stuff is true, and I didn't believe you at first." He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my shoulders in an awkward gesture. I could tell he was crying because his breathing was ragged.

"Yes, Dad, it's real. All of this is real," I said. "And the worst of it… Aunt Lauren has to hide now. She is hiding from the Edison Group now. And we still have to find Rae before the Edison Group does or she will die. We got her out of there and she ran off. I can't live with knowing she might be dead."

I heard footsteps coming from the living room. "Is everything alright?" Kit asked.

"Yes, Kit. Everything is fine. We will be out in a little bit," I said, my was voice surprisingly calm.

"Okay, then. We'll be out here," he responded.

Okay, so that is the first chapter. I hope you like. Review please. New chapters will be released on Saturdays. And there will be some shocking stuff in the next couple of chapters. Love Ya!