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Derek Hale sat at a table in a café in New York City. Glancing at his watch once more, he wondered if he was going to be stood up or not. His best friend was late, which wasn't unusual, but given that he hadn't even heard from his sister Laura recently, he was on edge. He heard a group of girls giggle behind him.
"He's so attractive. Just look at those eyes" one of the girls gushed. Derek rolled his eyes at the comment. He didn't have time to deal with this.
"I see him here all the time" the brunette spoke. "One of these days I'm actually going to talk to him."
"Why don't you now?" her friend asked. "He's alone. I think the moment has presented itself. "You never know what he could be thinking about you."
"Okay I'm going to do it" the brunette giggled. "I'll just strike up small talk. Wish me luck." Derek heard the girl stand up and begin to walk towards him, dreading the moment when she would actually reach the table.
"The one thing I hate about the city will always be the traffic" a voice said snapping Derek out of his thoughts. The brunette's face fell as a girl with bright red hair and green eyes wearing a black leather jacket and a beanie on her head sit down at the table with him. "Sorry I'm late. There was an accident. Hello Derek"
"Charlie" Derek said. He saw the brunette sit back down with her friends.
"Of course he would have a girlfriend" the girl complained to her friends.
"Don't worry you're much prettier than her" one of the girls complained. Derek smirked at the comment.
"Could I get a latte? Charlie asked the waitress. She noticed Derek smirking.
"What's so funny?" she asked.
"You completely ruined that girls attempt to ask me out" he replied. She frowned and turned around to look at the girl.
"Hm…...it's not like you would have said yes anyway" she looked at him.
"You don't know that" Derek frowned.
"When's the last time you had an actual date? Two years?" Charlie smirked.
"No what about that intern from Vogue?" Derek replied. "That was…"
"Two years ago" she cut him off. "You wouldn't tell me why you ended things with her and then swore off dating completely. It was all very dramatic. You were more moody then usual during a full moon."
Derek glared at her evilly, getting a mischievous smirk from Charlie in return. He rolled his eyes and shook his head. He could never stay mad at her for more than a few moments.
"I stopped seeing her because she didn't like the fact that my best friend was a feisty red headed girl and not a boy named Charlie" Derek glared.
"Aww be still my heart, our friendship means more than any relationship with some blonde bimbo. At this rate you're never going to have a serious relationship then" Charlie laughed.
"Okay smartass. When's the last time you actually went out with someone" Derek raised an eyebrow.
"Why date when I have you? You're like my bed. Always there for me when I need it. No commitment required. Who'd want a better deal than that? Besides if explaining the tragic family history doesn't scare the guy off then you will" she replied as the waitress brought her coffee. "Changing the subject in a completely different direction now. Any word from Laura yet?"
"Still nothing" Derek shook his head. "It's been weeks." Charlie took a sip of her coffee mug and took a deep breath.
"So when are you leaving?" she asked quietly. Derek looked at her confused at first, then his expression turned to annoyance.
"I didn't do anything I swear. No tricks I promise. I just figured that since you hadn't heard from her it was only a matter of time" Charlie sighed.
"Charlie…." Derek began.
"Derek I get it. Whatever is going on there, it's not good especially if you haven't heard from her. I've had a bag packed since the day she left anyway" she shrugged.
"Absolutely not" Derek protested. "You of all people know how dangerous it is for you to go back."
"It's been years Derek, don't you think that if they knew where I was, someone would have found me by now. She would have come after me by now. It'd be graduation night all over again, but probably tens times worse. Graduation was worse than the first time" Charlie looked out the window. "She never gave up that easily."
"I won't ever let her or any of them lay a hand on you again. I'll always protect you" Derek told her.
"I know" Charlie smiled. "But you and I both know that I can protect myself and you have no clue what the hell you'll be walking into so I'm going."
"Charlotte…."Derek growled.
"You know I hate it when you use my full name" Charlie glared. "Reminds me of her. You can't talk me out of this Derek. We know how stubborn I can be when I have my mind made up." Derek looked at her quietly for a moment and rolled his eyes.
"Beacon Hills here we come then" he spoke.
Scott McCall sat in his room, fixing his lacrosse stick. The first day of school was tomorrow and he was determined that this year was going to be different. He was going to make first string and finally get off the bench. A loud bump from outside caught his attention. He quickly got up and went downstairs and then outside. He grabbed his mother's baseball bat. Walking around outside he looked for any sign of movement. Suddenly a body dropped upside down from the roof causing Scott and the person to both scream. After a moment, Scott saw his best friend Stiles Stilinski hanging upside down.
"Stiles, what the hell are you doing" Scott yelled.
"You weren't answering your phone! Why do you have a bat?" Stiles screamed back.
"I thought you were a predator" Scott exclaimed
"A pre... " Stiles laughed. "Look, I know it's late, but you've got to here this. My dad leave twenty minutes ago, dispatch call. They're bringing every officer of the Beacon department, and even the state police."
"For what?" Scott asked. Stiles jumped down to the ground from hanging and quickly got up.
"They found a body in the woods" Stiles said excitedly.
"A dead body?"
"No, a living dead. Yes, jackass! It's a dead body" Stiles exclaimed.
"You mean like murdered?" Scott frowned.
"Nobody knows yet. It was a girl, probably in her twenties..." Stiles began to explain.
"Hold on, if they found the body, then what are they looking for?" Scott asked.
"That's the best part" Stiles grinned widely. "They only found a half! We're going."
Stiles and Scott drove the nature preserve. Getting out of the car, the boys completely ignored the warning sign.
"We're seriously doing this?" Scott asked.
"You're the one who always bitches that nothing never happens in this town!" Stiles snapped as they began to walk.
"I was trying to get a good night sleep before practice tomorrow..." Scott groaned.
"Right, because, sitting on the bench asks such a heavy effort!" Stiles shot back.
"No, because... I'm playing this year. In fact I'm playing first line..." Scott said.
"Hey, that's a spirit. Everyone should have a dream. Even if it's an unrealistic one" Stiles rolled his eyes.
"Just asking by curiosity, which part of the body are we looking for?" Scott asked.
"Huh... I didn't even think about that.
Scott smiled. "And er... What if the one who killed the body is still out here?"
"Also something I didn't think about!" Stiles shrugged.
"It's comforting to know that you planned this up with you usual attention to details!" Scott exclaimed.
"I know!" Stiles smiled.
Scott began to panic and became short of breath. He pulled out his inhaler and used it quickly. "Maybe the asthmatic should be the one who holds the flashlight, huh?" Scott suggested. Stiles pulled him down to the ground quickly. Police officers were right in front of them, searching the woods. Stiles quickly got up and started to run after them.
"Wait!" Scott called out.
"Come on!" Stiles replied.
"Wait up! Stiles!" Scott said running after his friend. Stiles kept running up ahead, with Scott not too far behind. However, Stiles suddenly was stopped by a policeman grabbing him.
"Hang on, hang on... This little delinquent belongs to me" a policeman called out. He emerged from the shadows and Stiles let out a groan. It was his dad. Sheriff Stilinski.
"Dad, how you're doing ?" Stiles smiled.
"So you're listening all my phone calls?" he replied.
Stiles smiled. "No ! ... Not the boring ones..."
"So where is your usual partner in crimes ?" Sheriff Stilinski asked.
"Who, Scott ? Scott's home. He said he wanted to get a good night sleep before first day of school tomorrow. There's just me... In the woods... Alone..." Stiles said quickly. Scott stood completely still behind a tree as the sheriff looked around for the other teen.
"Scott you're out there?" Sheriff Stilinksi called out. "Scott?" After hearing no answer he took his son by the neck. "Well young man, I'm going to walk you back to your car, and you and I, we're going to have a discussion about something called violation of privacy."
After Stiles and his dad were out of sight, Scott walked through the woods to head back to his house. As he walked he began to hear rustling noises. He turned quickly and saw nothing. He pulled out his inhaler and just as he was about to use it, a number of stags began to run towards him. He dropped his inhaler and was knocked to the ground as the stags quickly ran. After a few moments, they were gone. He stood up and pulled out his phone to look for his inhaler. Using his phone as a flashlight he held it over the ground. He turned around and saw the other half of the body the police were searching for. Scott screamed and fell backwards down a hill. He landed with a thud and quickly got up. Hearing something behind him, he saw a large animal with red eyes staring at him. The animal charged and before Scott knew it, he was on the ground. The animal bit Scott on his side, causing him to scream in pain. He managed to get himself out from under the animal and quickly ran out into the middle of the road. However a car was suddenly in front of him and swerved to avoid hitting him. Scott took a deep breath and headed back to his home as fast as he could. In the distance he heard a wolf howl.
Charlie stood hidden in the woods watching the teen walk quickly. She took a deep breath and puled out her phone and quickly dialed a number.
"It's me" she said after a moment. "We have a new problem to add to our growing list.
The next day, Scott rode his bike. The night before had been on his mind all night. The body and whatever attacked him. He was caught up his thoughts that he didn't notice Jackson Whittemore pull up in his card. Jackson opened the door and then hit Scott's bike.
"Dude, watch out the paintwork!" Jackson glared.
"Yo, Jackson! Let's go, bro!" one of his friends yelled out. Jackson nodded and walled off. Scott sighed and walked to the friend of the school and saw Stiles waiting for him.
"So, let's see this" Stiles smiled. Scott rolled his eyes and pulled up his shirt. He had put gauze and tape on the bite to help protect it.
"It was too dark to see very much, but I'm pretty sure it was a wolf" Scott said as he pulled his shirt down.
"A wolf bit you? No, not a chance" Stiles shook his head.
"I heard a wolf howling" Scott told him.
"No you didn't!" Stiles shot back.
"What do you mean I didn't, how do you know what I heard?" Scott glared.
"Because California doesn't have wolves for like sixty years" Stiles rolled his eyes.
"Really?" Scott asked.
"Yes, really. Look, there's no wolves in California" Stiles protested.
"Well, if you don't believe me about the wolf, then you're definitely not going believe when I tell you I found the body" Sctoot told his friend.
"Are you kidding me?" Stiles's jaw dropped.
"I wish. I'm going to have nightmares for a month!" Scott smirked.
"That is freaking awesome!" Stiles exclaimed. "I mean, seriously, it's the best thing that ever happened in this town, since... the birth of Lydia Martin." A red headed teen walked completely past him without a second glance. "Hey, Lydia! You look... like you're going to ignore me!" Stiles sighed and looked at Scott.
"You're the cause of this, you know?"
"Uh huh…" Scott smirked.
"Dragging me down your nerd depth! I'm a nerd by association" Stiles complained.
"As you all know, there was a body found in the woods last night" the teacher spoke writing on the chalkboard. Scott looked at Stiles who smiled at him happily. "And I am sure your eager little minds are coming up with various macabre scenarios for what happened. But I am here to tell you that the police have a suspect."
Scott looked back over at Stiles, who shrugged indicating he didn't know anything about a suspect.
"Which means, you can give your all attention to the syllabus on your desk" the teacher finished. The class groaned loudly and as they did Scott heard a phone go off. Looking around he noticed no one was pulling out a phone. He realized he was the only one who heard it. Looking around once more, he spotted a girl outside with her phone.
"Mom, three calls for my first day is a little over-doing... Everything except a pen, oh my god actually forgot a pen ! Okay okay, I got to go, love you..." the girl said before hanging up. Scott watched her walk over to meet the principal and the pair then walked into the building. Scott heard every word of their conversation until there was a knock at the door. Moments later the door opened and the principal and the girl walked in.
"Class, this is our new student, Allison Argent. Please do the best to make her feel welcome" the principal said. Allison smiled and took a sit right behind Scott. He turned around and handed her a pen.
"Thanks" Allison said confused, but smiled.
Later after school Scott and Stiles walked through the wood looking for Scott's inhaler. The first day had been anything but ordinary. Miraculously Scott's lacrosse abilities had improved, allowing him to make first string, something that he did not completely understand. He was convinced something was wrong with him.
"I don't know what it was ! It was like... I had all the time in the world to catch the ball! And that's not the only weird thing. I hear staffs I shouldn't be able to hear, I smell things..." Scott exclaimed.
"You smell things? Like what?" Stiles asked.
"Like the mint mojito gum in your pocket.
Stiles put his hand in his pocket shaking his head. "I don't have any mint gum in my..." he stopped when he pulled out a small piece of gum in his pocket and looked at Scott. "So, all of that started with the bite."
"What if it's like an infection? Like... my body is full of adrenaline before a shock or something?" Scott suggested.
"You know what, I actually think I heard it... It's a specific kind of infection" Stiles smirked.
"You're serious?" Scott asked.
"Yeah. I think it's called lycanthropy" Stiles smiled.
"What is that? Is that bad?"
"Oh, yeah, it's the worst! But only once a month" Stiles replied.
"Once a month?" Scott exclaimed.
"Mhmm. On the night of the full moon" Stiles smiled before howling like a wolf. Scott rolled his eyes and hit him.
"You're the one who heard a wolf!" Stiles laughed.
"It's not funny, there's seriously something wrong with me!" Scott complained.
"I know You're a werewolf! Okay, obviously I'm kidding. But if you see me trying to melt all the silver I can find it's because Friday is this full moon" Stiles told him.
Scott looked on the ground, searching frantically. "I could have sworn it was there. I saw the body, the stags running... I dropped my inhaler."
"Maybe the killer moved the body?" Stiles suggested.
"If he did it I hope he didn't take my inhaler, this thing costs like eighty bucks" Scott said as he searched the grown.
Stiles looked around and saw a man looking at them and walking towards him. He hit Scott on the shoulder and motioned to the man. Scott stood up quickly.
"What are you doing here? Huh? This is private propriety!" the man growled.
"Hmm... Sorry, man, we didn't know" Stiles
"Yeah we were just... looking for something... Hmm, forget it..." Scott stuttered. The man looked at Scott closely and then threw the inhaler to him before walking away. Scott and Stiles looked at each other in confusion.
"Okay, I have to go to work" Scott said.
"Dude, that was Derek Hale! You remember, right? He's just a few years older than us" Stiles exclaimed.
"Remember what" Scott frowned.
"His family. They all burned in a fire like ten years ago" Stiles explained.
"What is he doing back?" Scott asked looking at his fried.
"Don't know" Stiles replied.
"That's really none of your concern." Stiles and Scott quickly jumped and turned around to see a red headed girl right behind them.
"Also the fire was six years ago, not ten. But who's counting?" the girl said.
"Where the hell did you come from" Stiles screamed. "You could kill someone doing that."
"He asked you to leave. I wouldn't make him ask you again. He doesn't like to repeat himself" the girl said.
"Yeah yeah we're going" Stiles glared. The girl looked at Scott for a moment, smirked, and walked off.
"Who the hell was that?" Scott asked.
"No clue" Stiles replied. "She looks familiar though, I think my dad had a file on her once…oh my god."
"What? Stiles what's wrong?" Scott frowned.
"That's Charlotte Grierson" Stiles replied. Scott shook his head at him confused, waiting to hear more. "God don't you pay attention to the news or anything in this town. Her grandmother owns the flower shop downtown. Her family's originally from Scotland and when she was fifteen her mother tried to kill her by stabbing her. Mommy dearest disappeared after she didn't succeed and then they moved here. Graduation night, couple of years ago, she showed up, killed her dad, and tried to bury her alive. She somehow made it out alive and her mother vanished again. She left town shortly after."
"How'd she survive?" Scott asked.
"No one knows, but I remember cops being completely confused with the entire situation and there were rumors that Derek was the one that save her" Stiles explained. "They must be together or something. Dating? Engaged? Married? Friends with benefits? What do you think? Like I've said before beautiful people herd together and she's attractive, not as pretty as Lydia though…."
"I think that it's odd that she's back here. What are she and Derek doing back here together?" Scott stopped him.. "Especially since its obvious this town brings back some really crappy memories for the both of them."
"No clue. Come on" Stiles sighed beginning to walk back to his car.
Off in the distance, Charlie and Derek watched Stiles and Scott walked to the jeep. Derek looked over at Charlie. He could tell something was on her mind.
"You're pouting" Derek commented. "What are you thinking?"
"Why didn't you tell him?" she asked after a moment.
"The less he knows the better" Derek only replied.
"The kid has absolutely no clue what he's about to become and your plan is just to stand back and watch?" Charlie frowned at him. "He has a right to know Derek. Especially about who might come after him."
"I'm dealing with it Charlie" Derek said walking away.
"No you're not" she protested blocking him. "You're standing around waiting for everything to go to hell….." She stopped and looked at him. "You're waiting. That's exactly what you're doing. Derek whatever you have planned isn't going to work."
"Charlie please I know you're trying to help, but please let me handle this. The less I keep you out of this the better" Derek told her. "You shouldn't have been in the woods last night anyway."
"You wanted me to find her and I did. You know I can handle myself with this. I can protect myself. You and I both know that" she snapped.
"I know you can Charlie. I believe you can, but until we fully understand what we're dealing with I need you to find out anything you can about what's going on here" Derek told her.
"How am I supposed to do that?" Charlie glared.
"She'll want to know you're back in town" he replied. "She'll find out eventually."
"Absolutely not Derek. You know what will happen if someone finds out that I'm here and that she knows I'm here. They'll know where I am and they'll use her to get to me. I haven't even spoken to my grandmother in person since I left. She's safer not knowing I'm here" Charlie protested. "I don't even know if I'm ready to see her again."
"Just please promise me you'll think about it. Charlie you're the only person I can trust right now. I need you now more than ever. You're all I have left and I just need to know that I can rely on my best friend" Derek grabbed her hands and looked at her pleadingly. "Charlie please."
"I'll think about it. You know I can't resist the puppy dog eyes" she smiled. Derek grinned and then hugged her. He pulled away and the pair walked off back to his house.
Hi everyone! Well this is the first chapter. We've been given a glimpse into Charlie's relationship with Derek. I know it may seem like I'm not giving you a lot of information about her, but I like to gradually reveal information. I promise I will not leave you hanging long. All will be revealed. Please review and let me know what you think. This is my first Teen Wolf story, I've spent the last few years over in Vampire Diaries, so I'm completely new to this fandom on here. The rating will start off at T, but it may change later on so just be aware of that as well. I'm hoping to have the next chapter up soon! Read and review!