Hey, guys! This is my first FanFic ever. I want at least 3 reviews(I'm going easy on you all because I am a nice person) before I update with chapter 2. Oh, I'm having a little contest type thing. The first 5 people to review will get an extra story. I hope you like it! ~Macaela/Jamie And special thanks to Death Priestess for being an awesome friend and helping me out with the title!

Disclaimer: Me: * looks up from computer * Hey, Derek!

Derek: * walks into room, grunts, and sits on couch next to me *

Me: So what's up

Derek: Nothing

Me: Oh really?

Derek: yeah

Me: * nods head *

Derek: Who are you talking to?

Me: My cuz, Alissa

Derek: Oh, tell her I said hi.

Me: Okay * types to Alissa 'Derek says hi' *

Derek: Did you tell her that you don't own the Darkest Powers and that Kelley Armstrong does?

Me: * lip trembles * Derek? Why do you have to bring my mood down? * runs out of room crying *

Derek: What'd I do?

Me: *looks in the living room and sets icy glare at Derek*

Derek: What? I was just telling you that you don't own it and you shouldn't let people on that you own it.

Me: But I want to own the Darkest Powers. * breaks into tears *

Derek: Ugg… * types to Alissa 'Did Macaela tell you that she doesn't own the Darkest Powers, me, or any other characters she uses in her fan fiction? Derek.' *

Me: Fine I'll tell her… * types- 'I don't own the Darkest Powers Series, Kelley Armstrong does.' *

Derek: Thank you.

All's Fair in Love and War

"Derek!" I yelled as I saw him running away from something. He glanced back the way he came. I followed his gaze and saw Simon. "Simon, what happened?" I asked. I wanted to ask if he was all right but stopped myself before he answered, "Derek attacked Tori." I then noticed Simon was leaning over her, fingers at her neck checking for a pulse. "Go get Andrew and your dad, they'll know what to do. I'll go after Derek. What made him mad?" I said in a rush, the worry slipping through the monotone voice.

"Tori first snuck up on him and when he jumped she started calling him a wimp. He may jump at times but it is extremely rare for Derek. That is what set him off, Tori calling him a wimp. I'll get Andrew and Dad, go get Derek. And Chloe, be careful, be very careful." "I will, Simon."

I was running at top speed to catch up to Derek. When Derek noticed I followed he picked up speed. "Derek, stop. Tori's okay. No broken bones, no bleeding, just unconscious. I know why you're running and you just can't run anymore." Did I really know why he was running? Of course, I did. He was running away from his fear of hurting anyone. He still didn't stop. I tried to reason with him again. "Derek, you won't get in trouble. Nobody will hurt you," I spoke slowly and carefully. He finally started to slow. As we got closer, he started to speak. "Chloe, I have to go. I can't keep hurting people anymore. Don't even tell me that nothing will happen if I go back. Andrew will convince Dad that I need to be put down like the other boys 11 years ago. Dad won't do it, but Andrew will. He will eventually get Dad to agree," his voice was heavy, like he was crying. Derek never cried, never. "Derek, don't do this. Please. Simon, your dad, and I won't let that happen. Derek, please, come back with me." I knew he heard the plea for him to come back, but by the set of his shoulders I could tell he wasn't sure. "Derek, please—" He cut me off. "Chloe, I can't. If I know Andrew, he is the one who will get his way." Derek's voice was quiet, barely above a whisper. I started toward him; I hadn't even realized that we had stopped. Derek stayed where he was. When I reached him, I put my arms around him. He still didn't move. "Derek, please come back—" I stopped short. His arms where wrapped around me. I looked up, his face was expressionless. "Derek—" he looked down and a smile played at the corner of his lips. I started to pull away, but he pulled me back against his chest. "Are you coming?" I finally asked after few minutes.

"Yeah. I guess."

"Come on then." I pulled away and started walking.

Was I imagining it or did Derek take my hand as we walked. I don't know, but we walked quiet and side by side. We were almost to the safe-house when I broke the silence. "Derek? Are you all right?"

"No, not really. I'm worried about Tori, even though I don't like her, I'm worried," he spoke. He really did sound worried. "Well she'll be okay. Don't worry," I said, my tone soothing. "She'll be okay," I said again. "It's just like the kid in Albany. And also with the girl in the alley," he sounded scared. "But that didn't happen with Tori. And I stopped you before you hurt the girl in the alley," I said as we got to the house. As we entered the back door, I hoped that that made him feel somewhat better.

I entered the door first, Derek after me. As we entered I saw Simon staring at something. I didn't care what he was staring at; all I cared about was what the verdict was. "Simon, how's Tori?" I didn't realized that the words where coming from Derek until he finished saying them. "She's fine. It'll be okay. She is lying in the girls' room right now. She didn't get hurt," Simon said, a little bit of worry edging his tone. Just as Simon started to walk over to us from where he was standing, Kit walked in. "Simon, why don't you take Chloe and find her something to eat? I'm sure she should be hungry by now," Kit spoke softly. "Sure, uh, what about Derek?" Simon spoke like he wasn't sure what he should do now. "I'm going to talk to Derek for a bit. He'll be in there in a little while," Kit said, turning away from us, motioning for Derek to take a seat.

"Come on, Chloe. Let's go get you something to eat. You've got to be hungry after two hours of looking for Derek," Simon spoke only loud enough for me (and Derek with his werewolf hearing) to hear. As we walked out of the room into the kitchen I asked Simon how it could have been two hours. "You were gone two hours in the woods looking for Derek, weren't you?" he asked slowly. "It only took me a few minutes to catch up with him, Simon. It must have been a really long time while I was talking him into coming back," my voice was soft, light. I started to hear voices coming from the next room, and I could make them out as Kit and Derek. Just as Simon started to speak, I shushed him, "Quiet, Simon. I am going to listen in."

"But why—."

"Shhh," he finally shut up and walked over to the door to hear better.

"Derek, I know your worried, but Victoria will be just fine. She is coming around. No damage was done," Kit said trying to make Derek feel better. "Dad, I know that, but I just can't stand it. It is like the time in Albany when I broke that guy's back. I just can't keep hurting people," Derek's voice was filled with sobs. Was he crying. He couldn't be. Derek never cried, did he? "Son, I know you are scared. I know this is like the time in Albany, but nothing happened this time. It will all be fine," Kit talked to Derek like he would with Simon. He truly thought Derek was his birth-son. "Poor Derek," I spoke softly, hoping it was low enough to where Derek wouldn't hear me. Kit spoke further, "Derek, come on, it's all right." "I know that. It is just this time it was someone who wasn't putting me or someone I cared about in danger. All Tori did was just call me a wimp. It just set me off," Derek said between sobs. "Derek, just calm down. Here, let's talk about something else," Kit said. It seemed the sobs had stopped. "Okay. What do you want to talk about?" Derek spoke his voice heavy like before when I though he was crying. "Well, Andrew told me about some stuff about Chloe. What are your thoughts about her?" Kit was talking about me? What is up with that? Derek started to speak, "Well, I don't see how I can answer that very well. What did Andrew tell you?" "Okay, avoiding my question. Andrew told me he has caught you and Chloe alone together a few times. He told me you seem very much attached to her. Is that true?" Gosh Kit was really pushing Derek to talk about me. "Well, Andrew is right. He has caught Chloe and I together on several occasions. I really care about her. She is one of the nicest girls I have ever met. I like her a lot and I think she might like me back, but I'm not sure. It seems she is leaning towards Simon. I don't really care if she picks Simon over me. All I care about is if she is happy. If she chooses Simon I won't care. If she chooses me, well, I don't know how I'll feel. Happy, stoked. I have no clue," Derek's words came fast and I wasn't even certain I heard all of them.

After those words were spoken I had to leave the room. I ran up the stairs to the one bathroom. As I was about to open the door, Simon stepped out. "Chloe? What's wrong? Huh, why are you crying?" Simon seemed worried. Was I actually crying? I guess I was if Simon was asking me why I was. "Nothing," I mumbled and brushed past him into the bathroom.

I sat there for a few minutes crying tears of both sadness and joy. I was sad because now I had to choose a guy, happy because Derek actually liked me. I couldn't believe it. Derek always seemed like he cared and trusted me, but he never said anything about having feelings for me. And what about Simon? Simon has been there for me too, and we seemed to be heading in the direction of a relationship. And then Derek was saying that he would let Simon have me as long as I was happy, that just made me cry more. I sat there until I heard a knock on the door, "Chloe, Simon said you're in here," it was Derek's voice behind the door. "I need you to come out." I started walking toward the door. When I was about a foot away I stopped and asked, "Are you Changing?" "What? No, not for a while. I was wondering if you would talk to me. I know you listened in on my talk with Dad. I heard you run from the kitchen door. Please come out, Chloe," he spoke softly. That was different for Derek, the please was also weird.