So I've been working on this story for a few days now and still writing. I've already gotten to the 7th chapter, so I've decided to make this my summer project so to speak. I'll be working on it for a majority, with the exceptions of maybe some one shots to my Vampire Diaries story 'Angel Among Wolves'. My OTH story is being put on Hiatus for now. Sorry, but my muse is sticking with this story.
Summary - She was an angel, and he was a monster. That's the perfect deffination to sum up most couples, but it's a reminder to Derek Hale. A warning. When Laci McCall gets mixed up in her brother's werewolf trouble, will Derek be able to stay away? Will he kill the light in her if he gets too close? Will Scott let him?
I do not own anything in this story, besides Laci, everything else belongs to their rightful owners.
Chapter 1
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Being the younger sister, well younger twin, of a lacrosse player was bad, but being the younger twin sister of the lacrosse player formally known as Scott McCall?Now that was even worse for Laci. Especially when said twin brother took full advantage of the older part of that title. Not saying that Scott was a bad brother, because as far as big brothers went? He wasn't that bad. It was just the fact that she was half a sleep and being awoken by a weird noise outside had seriously put her in a bad mood. She threw her blanket off of her and stumbled tiredly to her bed room door. Just as she opened her door, her brother, the one she thought the noise was coming from, was passing by her room with a base ball bat.
She rubbed her eyes as she took in his appearance. She winced at the sight of him shirtless and dropping wet. Well, she hoped it was from water and not from sweat, cause that would be totally gross. Not that the image of him being shirtless wasn't any less scarring for her, but at least it wasn't that gross. Her brother had a nice body, or so she's heard from her friends back at school. She wasn't in the position, at all, to judge him since she was his twin sister and all. To her? He was just Scott, her annoying older twin brother.
Back to present time though. By taking in the sight of the bat in his hands, she put two and two together. He wasn't the reason she had been woken up. Something actually outside had been the reason. "Scott, what's going on?" she whispered to him as she fixed her pants before shutting her bedroom door. She had decided to go comfortable the night before school since it was cold. Sadly, that meant the fuzzy pants were two sizes too big for her and only staying up because of the elastic waist bang tied around her waist.
Scott quickly shushed her and motioned for her to come with him. If there was someone trying to break in, he wanted her with him and not by herself in the house. She stayed close behind him as the two crept outside. They slipped around the corner of the porch, the bat raised slightly in his hands, as they moved forward. He motioned for Laci to stay back against the house as he moved toward the railing and looked out onto the lawn. He was just about to turn back to her when something dropped down from the roof. The two McCall siblings, and who ever had dropped, had all started screaming.
It took Laci a moment to realize that it was just Stiles, her brother's, now officially on her bad list, friend. "Stiles, I'm going to kill you!" She shouted as she jumped forward, trying to attack him with her tiny fists. The boy hanging upside down from their roof was lucky she was tiny and Scott could easily hold her back from hitting him. "Do you know how hard it is to get to sleep, and stay asleep, with this dumbo prepping himself for tomorrow? Huh? Do you know, Stiles?" she didn't even pause a second. "No, you don't!" she answered for him.
Stiles stammered, not knowing what to say to her in that moment. He looked at Scott for help, but his friend was no use. The only good he was doing was keeping his sister back and away from him. "What the hell are you doing here anyways, Stiles." Scott whispered to his friend. Their mom might not be home from her shift at the hospital yet, but that didn't mean the neighbors wouldn't rat them out to her when they saw her.
Stiles looked between the siblings with a look that was crossed between completely and utterly excited and absolutely terrified. "You weren't answering your phone," he told him before shifting his attention with a glare to the tiny brunette struggling in her older brother's arms. "and she ignored all of my calls." he added in to her. She, in turn, stuck her tongue out at him. "And why do you have a bat?" he shouted as he point to the wooden object in his hands.
Laci was not happy with Stiles, that much was clear, but Scott's arm around her waist, keeping her lifted up from the ground and unable to attack the idiot friend of her brothers. "He has a bat because morons like you like to creep on their friend's houses and wake them up in the middle of the night just to scare them half to death!" she hissed back at him. Scott just rolled his eyes at the two of them. They never stopped fighting. He swore that Stiles was the only person ever to get this kind of reaction from his sister. Usually she was really shy and liked to keep to herself. She read a lot of those books about vampires and werewolves too. She usually would laugh at some of them, telling him how ridiculous some of the girls were when it came to the falling in love part of the book.
She would rant on about how impossible it was for someone to fall in love at such a young age, and so quick, and decided that it was forever. People fell in love every day in her opinion, but as she had told him before, love never lasted forever, not even in books or movies. There was always a problem, another person, who broke them up. Having their parents not even speak anymore wasn't a good example for her either. Scott had tried to keep her from hearing all the fights, but she wasn't stupid. She had never been one of those kids who believed that their parents would get back together. Scott often worried about that for her and if it would affect her love life later on in life. Though, he didn't mind not having to worry about chasing off any boyfriends right now.
He was brought out of his thoughts when Stiles and Laci stopped bickering long enough for him to get to the point of why he was actually there. "Look, I know it's late, and some princesses are fantasizing about wanna-be jocks, but you gotta hear this." Stiles told them both, holding up his hands in peace. He knew waking Laci up was a big no-no on the list of things not to do, but this was too important to care about that. She would just have to get over it. "I saw my dad leave 20 minutes ago. Dispatched called. They're bringing in every officer from Beacon department, and even state police." Stiles explained to them.
Scott glanced down at his sister to see if it was safe now to put her down now. She just rolled her eyes and crossed her arms angrily. He rolled his eyes in return and set her back down on her feet again. She huffed and glanced up at Stiles out of the corner of her eye. Even if she was upset with him, that didn't stop her from being interested in what he was talking about. for once. Nothing even happened in Beacon Hill, so she was curious to see what was going on. "For what?" Scott asked him.
"Two joggers found a body in the woods." Stiles told them before leaning up and detaching himself from the roof before jumping back down.
The two McCall siblings leaned over the railing as he fell with a loud thud, giggling softly on Laci's part. "A dead body?" Scott asked down to him in surprise. Laci looked up at him as if he had asked the most stupidest question. Which he had. "No, Scott, a body of water." She said back before hitting his arm. "Yes, you dumb-ass, a dead body." He winced at her hit and tone as he held his arm. He shot her a look, one of which she just rolled her eyes at. She was tired, and now she was cranky.
Stiles popped back up and jumped up onto the porch. He hopped over the side so he was standing with his two friends. He glanced over at Laci and loved her over. Her tank top had risen up in her struggling against Scott and her pajama pants hung low on her hips, showing off a nice sliver of her mid section. His eyes slowly lifted up her frame as he took in her petite frame. She was always small for her age. That did not mean that she was any less prettier to the male gender though, besides Scott for obvious reasons. "Eyes on my face, Stiles." she snapped at him
His eyes immediately snapped to her face as a blush darkened his cheeks. He was suddenly glad that it was cold and dark out. Scott didn't seem to know, or at least he wanted to pretend that he hadn't seen it, that Stiles had just checked out his sister. The thought of his sister and best friend made him nauseous. "You mean like, murdered?" Scott said as if he were actually excited about this. It kept him from picturing the two on either side of him, so he was all for being interested in it.
Stiles returned his attention to his friend again as he tried to look as if he actually knew what he was talking about. "Nobody knows yet. Just that it was a girl, probably in her 20's." Stiles explained to them both. Laci couldn't help but notice how Stiles kept his eyes from lingering back over to her now. He was embarrassed for being caught while checking her out. Not that he would actually do anything about it. He was merely just looking and admiring. This was Scott's sister after all, they had limits and code to follow.
Something was confusing her about what Stiles was telling them though. It didn't add up in her head. He had said that the joggers found the body, but what could the cops still be looking for in the woods if they had really found the body? "Hold on, if they found the body, what are they looking for?" she asked him. Scott nodded his head in agreement with his sister. He was confused about that as well.
"That's the best part." Stiles said as he slid his hands into his pants pockets as if he were proud to actually know all of this. Laci rolled her eyes, she would never understand how blood and gore turned guys on. "They only found half." he told them. He grinned to himself when he saw not only Scott look amazed, but Laci's head snap to the side and look at him with a crossed look of her own. It was mixed between amazement and horror. His attention turned back to Scott with a look of mischief.
"We're going."
