A/N: Thanks for checking out these drabbles! These are the drabbles for chapter 1 and 2 of my story Stolen.

Here is some information about drabbles if you're unfamiliar with them - they're short, really short, we're talking 100 words on the dot short. What is fun about drabbles is that you're forced to really evaluate the value of every single word.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bitten or the Otherworld series by Kelley Armstrong.

Supernatural1985 – bonus drabble for chapter one review

They clearly had too much to drink, which was saying something given their rapid metabolism. Jeremy drove, Nick sat in the passenger seat, cradling the urn that held the remains of his father.

He was an orphan.

He had never known his mother. Pack law dictated that. There was never a reason offered and he had never asked. His father had been his entire world growing up, a constant force, enough.

When they pulled up to their – no, his home, he stared out into the night enveloped trees.

No, they didn't have too much to drink.

He hadn't had enough.

pittstick1 – Elena reflects on other women's thoughts about Clay – example, the scene at the restaurant in Bear Valley

Going anywhere with Clay posed its own challenges, besides, well, Clay being Clay. He attracted attention wherever he went, particularly from the female crowd. The whispers used to bother her, crawl under her skin and plant small seeds of doubt.

'She's not that pretty.'

'She isn't even trying and she has that? That is bullshit.'

'What I'd give to be in her shoes…'

Maybe once upon a time, she would have been one of those girls, had her life resembled anything normal. But Clay wasn't just a pretty face. There was a monster underneath the veneer and it matched hers.

silberbullet – Peter gives Elena a Pack history lesson

"So you have these files over here," he pointed at the filing cabinet. "But they're ancient, probably not even worth the dust that's covering them."

"Then why keep them?"

"It's history – our history." Peter always talked with his hands, constantly moving, fidgeting. "Alright, to prove a point," he grabbed a file and quickly scanned it.

"Alright, you know that it was three families that founded the Pack – Danvers, Sorrentinos, and the Santoses. This is the first record of them sitting down and having a proper meeting."

Elena took the outstretched file. She read it and laughed.

It was a menu.

BriEva – Eve looks into rumors about the Cabals (point of reference, Cabals are organizations that are run by sorcerers, it is very much like a mafia family)

She was always skilled at getting what she wanted, even if the ways to it had to be circumvented in unusual ways.

There were always rumors going on about the Cabals and their ilk. Sometimes they were pure trash; sometimes they were something the Cabals wished were true, but the dangerous ones were the ones that were a mixture of fact and fiction.

Her contacts inside the cabals had been reporting unusual activities. Human doctors were being recruited but for what? Sorcerers kept shamans for any sort of medical issues.

Rumor had it that they were … designing new supernaturals.

Supernatural1985 – Nick deals with the aftermath of trying to convince Clay to have some fun (pre-Elena).

"Can't you ever just have fun," Nick complained. Clay didn't respond, his eyes were glued to the road. "I mean, there were plenty of girls there, and you couldn't just play a good wingman for one night?"

Clay snorted.

"Oh, right, you are looking for your 'One True Love'. That doesn't mean that you can't have fun along the way."

Clay gave him the briefest of glances. Nick rolled his eyes.

"And what the hell was up with you? Dragging me out of there like I was some kid? I'm older than you, thank you very much."

"Jeremy called."

Silence.