This is my first story and I'm really nervous about it. I've been reading fanfiction for awhile now and decided to try my hand at writing. I thought it would be fun to do a Teen Wolf/7th Heaven crossover, but we'll see how it goes hahah I'm a huge Teen Wolf fan and I miss 7th Heaven. As you can guess I was a huge fan of the Martin/Ruthie storyline that sadly did not play out like I would have liked. It's okay though because I can play it out on here for fun. If anyone has ideas or anything, feedback is greatly appreciated. I have an idea of how the story will play out, but suggestions are always welcome. :)

This story is set 5 years after Martin/Derek leaves Glen Oak. It picks up after Season 2 of Teen Wolf. Martin/Derek never got Sandy pregnant and he left Glen Oak the summer after graduating high school. Derek is now 23 and Ruthie is 21. Derek and Ruthie will be portrayed slightly different from how their characters are on the show.

I don't own Teen Wolf or 7th Heaven. If I did, Martin and Ruthie would have ended up together :)

Ch. 1

Derek Hale woke in a cold sweat with his heart pounding. He couldn't remember what he had been dreaming about, but he knew Ruthie Camden was involved. He hadn't thought of the Camden's, especially Ruthie, for a long time. Or rather he tried not to. It's not that he didn't want to think of them, it was just that it hurt to think of her. The girl he left behind, the one he loved. The family that had taken him in when he needed a home and the family that had no clue about the truth of who he was, not even his real name. Five years ago Derek, who was known as Martin then, was living in Glen Oak hiding his true identity from a family he had come to care about. But he couldn't hide it from everyone. Ruthie was always the sneaky one of the family, able to overhear conversations and know things about the other Camden siblings before anyone else did. And it was the same with Derek. Ruthie found out about Derek being a werewolf. It all started with her overhearing his phone conversation and learning about the death of his sister. It ended with him chasing her down to the park that night and him skipping town soon after.

-flashback-

Ruthie had gone upstairs to the garage apartment to check on Martin and let him know dinner was ready. Even after all this time, her feelings for him weren't going away. She tried moving on but it wasn't working. She always came back to him like a magnet. She could hear him talking on the phone with his back to her so she turned to leave when something he said made her freeze in place.

"What do you mean she's dead?" He whispered. "How?"

It was quiet while he listened on the other end. Ruthie watched as his shoulders sagged and he ran his hand through his hair. Her heart broke hearing the emotion in his voice and she wondered who had died, praying that it wasn't his father.

"I can't tell you where I am, but I'll be back in town soon. Just give me a few days to take care of some things and I'll call you when I'm on the way. We're going to destroy these hunters," he said. "I'm really glad your ok uncle Peter," she heard him whisper. Ruthie went from sad and disappointed at hearing Martin say he was leaving to scared and confused at hearing him say he was going to hurt people. That wasn't the Martin Ruthie knew at all.

"No, of course no one here knows I'm a werewolf!" He said quickly to the other person. She found herself wondering who this Peter was on the other end and then quickly realized what Martin had said.

A werewolf, she thought. That's just not possible. Werewolves aren't real.

Before Ruthie could turn to leave Lucy came in, and not having heard Martin's phone call, told them to hurry up. Martin turned around quickly and saw Ruthie just standing there staring at him. She tried to say something, anything, but couldn't. She just shook her head at him and ran downstairs and out of the backyard towards the park.

"Ruthie, wait! Ruthie!" Martin yelled, hanging up his phone and going after her. "Stop!"

"Why? So you can lie to me some more?" She yelled back at him. She hurriedly tried to get away from him but he wrapped his hand around her wrist and pulled her gently back to him.

"I never meant to lie to you Ruthie," he said. "I just didn't know how to tell you the truth or anyone for that matter."

"Tell us what? That your 'family' isn't exactly your family. That you've been lying to me and my entire family about who you are since the day we met!" She shouted at him. "Who are you?" Ruthie screamed at him, furiously wiping at the tears streaming down her face.

"I never wanted to hurt you or your family. When we met I had just gone into hiding. I gave myself a background story and a fake name to get away from some bad people that wanted to hurt me. I need you to understand, I never meant to hurt anyone, especially you Ruthie" Derek begged her to see that he was being genuine. "My real name is Derek Hale and I'm from a town called Beacon Hills. My family... is different. Was different. Before I came here, everyone in my family was murdered except my older sister, Laura and I. My uncle Peter has been in a hospital for years, but was recently released after waking from a catatonic state. That was him you heard me talking to on the phone. We've been keeping in touch about things going on in the town. He was calling to let me know that my sister was killed." Ruthie's heart broke for the boy in front of her. For the life he's led and all the loss he's experienced. "But now I need to leave, I need to go back," he was saying, looking away from her so she wouldn't see the emotions playing out on his face. If she did she would see the pain and anger he felt. More importantly, he was afraid for her to see that he was lost, because now he realized he didn't belong anywhere and never really had. He didn't belong here in Glen Oak or back in Beacon Hills. Derek Hale didn't have a place to call home anymore.

"What are you?" She whispered, still letting him hold her close. Above all else, Ruthie knew that Martin, or Derek as that was his real name, would never hurt her.

"You're not going to believe me and your going to think I'm crazy but I can prove it to you," he told her. He looked straight into her eyes as he told her the truth about himself. "I'm a werewolf. And I come from a family of werewolves." He let his eyes glow blue and held up one of his hands to show her his claws. He watched as her face showed her fear and he hated it! He hated that she was scared of him. Hated that it was him that put that look in her eyes, because for a long time now all he's ever wanted is to protect her and be with her. Yet here he was scaring her and realizing that this is probably the last time he'll ever see her.

"How is this possible?" Ruthie said quietly, more to herself than to him. "This isn't real."

Derek took Ruthie's hand and laid it over his beating heart. She could feel the planes of his chest through his thin gray shirt he had on. She couldn't pull her hand away as she blushed, her body betraying her for the attraction she felt towards him. Derek couldn't help the small smile that graced his face as he saw her cheeks slightly redden at their contact.

"This is real," he told her as he held her hand over his heart, loving the feeling of touching her. "I'm real Ruthie. And I care about you a lot. And your family. But I have to go and I don't think I'll ever be coming back. I need you to do something for me though," he said.

"What?" Ruthie whispered quietly looking down at the ground. She didn't want Derek to see her crying.

He gently tilted Ruthie's face up until their eyes met. "I need you to tell everyone that I left town and that I needed to get away for awhile. If they ask more than that, tell them that's all you know. I know how they can be," he said, smiling a bit thinking about the Camdens. "And I need you to promise me that you won't tell anyone about my being a werewolf," he said.

Ruthie scoffed at hearing this. "Who would believe me anyway?" She asked him. "People would think I was crazy."

"Most people, probably. But other people might take you seriously and come looking for me," he told her. "I need you to promise me, Ruthie."

She looked in his eyes, seeing the sadness he felt written on his face. "I promise," she said. "I'll never say anything about this or about you." Relief flooded through him at her promise, but was quickly replaced with despair and sorrow at her next remark. "And I'll never think of you again Derek," she said, addressing him by his real name as if it was a curse word.

Derek flinched at hearing her icy tone, but knew it was expected. After all, this was the girl who he was closer to than anyone else on the planet. Who, besides the whole being a werewolf and not knowing the truth about his family, knew everything about him down to his favorite color. He hated that they were ending things like this, but Derek knew it was time to leave. So much for the few days of saying goodbye to the Camdens he thought.

"I have to go," he told her, finally dropping her hand and letting her go. Taking a few steps away from her he turned to leave. He looked back at her one more time to see her standing there watching him. "Goodbye Ruthie," he said and continued to leave the park.

-end flashback-

Derek hadn't thought about that night in a long time. It was always so painful to relive his final moments with Ruthie, knowing that he wanted so much more with her. He had made sure to circle back around that night and follow her to make sure she got home safely. Once he saw that she went inside he took off for the train station and boarded the first train that would take him back to Beacon Hills.

Five years later and he's still here, taking care of his pack that he considers family and protecting the people of the town from the supernatural. Slowly Derek's dream was coming back to him and he realized why he woke up in a panic. He dreamed Ruthie was in trouble with hunters. But it was just a dream, Lydia is the psychic in the pack. She's the one that gets all the weird feelings about things happening beforehand.

That's all it was, just a dream. Ruthie's fine, she's safe. Derek's mind was not going to shut off after this. He laid awake for the rest of the night with thoughts of the brown eyed brunette he left behind haunting his thoughts.

What do you think? Should I continue or not? :)