Alright, gang, this is my first Teen Wolf fanfiction. If this gets any good reviews, I will attempt to put up more chapters. I'm technically done with season one, and am in the middle of season two, so if it's liked, you all will get to see the entire series. If not...well...then no one will. Alright, here we go.

Review if you'd like!

- Sephy

A skidding noise pulled Matilda McCarthy from her work as she looked up from her computer. It seemed that a rather familiar boy with ADHD had run into the public library and skidded to a stop once he entered. He looked around frantically; searching for something she had no doubt. She eyed him a moment before he spotted what he was looking for and was off once again. Raising an eyebrow, the young woman went back to her computer, cataloging the new books that had arrived for her.

It wasn't long before there was a thump at her front counter. She looked up a moment, blinking as she saw that it was the boy from earlier having no doubt run up to the desk and run in to it. He looked around a moment before looking right at her. She recognized the boy immediately, but then again, Beacon Hills was a rather small town so it would have been stupid for her to not know him.

"Hello, Mr. Stilinski." Stiles gave her a lopsided grin.

"Hey Ms. McCarthy…" He seemed a bit more excited than usual, but Matilda brushed it off. "You wouldn't happen to have any books on lycanthropy would you?" Matilda blinked at him a moment.

"You mean lycanthropy as in werewolves?" Stiles nodded his head emphatically and Matilda paused before she typed a few words into her computer, mostly for show. She scrolled down the page for a few seconds. She smiled. "Ah-ha! Found them," she beamed before she stood up from behind her desk and made her way towards the section that she had been in years and years ago, Stiles right behind her. How did she know? He ran right in to her when she stopped. She turned and looked over at him, raising an eyebrow in his direction as he grinned at her sheepishly, making her chuckle as she turned around. She ran her index finger down the rows of books before she found what she was looking for. Gripping the book tight, Matilda removed it from the shelf and handed it to the excited high schooler. He took the book, eyes raking over the cover before he beamed at her.

"They're in this whole section so take your pick!" Matilda chirped, making Stiles grin brightly and have at it. "Try to keep it clean in here, Stiles," she scolded gently as she made her way from the aisle and back towards her desk. When she got there, there was an older gentleman with a black leather jacket and a…not so happy look on his face. He was gazing over at Stiles, making Matilda raise an eyebrow at the familiar man. "Can I help you, Mr. Hale?"

Derek's sharp green eyes looked at her a moment, boring into her before he turned his eyes back to Stiles, shaking his head. She nodded and returned to her desk. She knew the brooding man was harmless and as such, he often took refuge here in her library or home, whenever it was that he and his sister had returned to the small town.

"How's Laura?" There was a brief silence.

"Missing," came Derek's short answer. Matilda's head snapped up and she looked at him, who was looking at her out of the corner of his eyes. "I'm looking for her," he finished. Apparently she had looked at him with a look more questioning than she originally thought. Matilda nodded her head in response and looked back down at her computer, typing away once more before she heard another thud at her desk.

Matilda looked up, expecting to see Derek, but instead she saw a rather breathless Stiles who had a mountain of books beside him with his library card on top. Matilda couldn't help but smile at him and shake her head.

"Stiles, if I go back there will my books be a mess?" He shook his head.

"No ma'am." Satisfied with the answer, Matilda stood up and grabbed his library card, scanning it before she grabbed the books, one by one checking them in to the computer before she made sure to desensitize them. She handed them all to the boy, who stuffed them into his backpack before he thanked her with a wave and was off. She giggled at him, shaking her head before she sat back down and continued working.

Nothing else terribly exciting happened during the night, but at some point Derek did return. He leaned against the counter where she was working, scaring away anyone who dared to check out a book, making Matilda giggle a bit before Sheriff Stilinski arrived. Matilda raised an eyebrow and Derek just looked at him, his facial expression intense as always.

"Sorry, Mattie, we got a call about a mysterious dangerous looking guy in your library." Matilda chuckled and shook her head.

"Derek's just being protective, Sheriff. It's okay. He's practically harmless," she said with a small smile, ignoring the look that the werewolf gave her. The Sheriff paused a moment before he nodded his head in response.

"Alright, just try to make sure he stops scaring people," he said before leaving. Once he left, Matilda broke out into a quiet fit of laughter. She then looked at Derek, who was scowling at her, making her roll her eyes.

"Stop being so cranky. I close in like…ten minutes. Try not to scare away my patrons until then," she teased, grinning at him. He rolled his eyes and moved further away from the front counter so people felt comfortable walking up to the front desk.

Ten minutes later, Matilda was locking up. She walked around every inch of the library, making sure the shelves were spotless and beautiful before she made her way over to Derek. He was still brooding, but he was over by the counter this time.

"You know, the more you lean against that, the more likely there will be a hole in it from you doing it so often," she teased. He looked at her, a smile tugged the left corner of his mouth before it returned to a frown, making Matilda grin brightly. "I'm assuming we're heading back to my place, then?" She asked. He nodded his head and the two made their way out of the library emergency exit and then to Matilda's car. As the two approach the vehicle, the sound of metal against metal pierced Matilda's ears, making her scream. Bullets flew at the car, Derek quickly pulled Matilda towards him, shielding her as he pushed her forward, around the back of the car, and the two ran for it.

Once far enough away, Matilda stopped, panting heavily. Derek stopped beside her on high alert as she bent over, still gasping for air.

"Come on," he told her, starting forward, but her hand shot out and grabbed his arm. He stopped and looked at her, she was practically wheezing. "Seriously?"

"Shut up, Derek," she snapped as she tried to catch her breath. It was quiet around them, save for her heavy breathing. Once Matilda calmed herself, she stood up straight, looking over at him before she nodded her head, removing her hand from his arm and they were off once again.

It wasn't long before they arrived at the Hale house, making Matilda look around at the charred remains. She felt her eyes well up with tears as she looked at her friends' childhood home. She took a few more deep breaths to calm herself down before she followed Derek inside.

"Hunters?" Matilda asked him. He nodded his head and she sighed, leaning against the door frame that once led to a large, beautiful hall with a large staircase. It was still there, just…blackened and falling apart. Matilda stepped further inside as her friend disappeared. She looked around the house, her eyes taking in every detail that she could. She had missed this place. "I didn't even know they knew you were here, Wolfman," she murmured, knowing he would hear her.

"I didn't either… They must be looking for him too." Matilda paused and looked up and over at him. She gasped, her eyes wide as her hands flew to her mouth. Derek's shirt was covered in blood.

"Wolfman…what happened?" She saw the look on his face. "Derek…?" He looked away a moment before he looked back at her, his eyes flashing a bright blue.

"Laura," he muttered. Matilda's eyes widened before she darted towards where he had come from. Derek, as usual, was faster and blocked her way, wrapping his hands around her upper arms to prevent her from running off to see the remains of his sister. "No," he stated, quietly but firmly.

"Let me see my friend," Matilda growled, trying to get herself out of Derek's grip. He held her there, despite how he knew she would raise hell about it. "Der, let me go," she stated firmly. He shook his head, looking at her. "Derek," she snapped. He looked at her before he let her go, not liking it. Matilda made her way towards where Derek had come from and the moment she stepped out into the make shift grave site tears sprang to her eyes. "No," she whispered. She wrapped her hands around her mouth as she sank to her knees. She felt a familiar pair of hands on her shoulders as she started to shake, she tried to stifle her crying, her tears. It didn't work.

"Don't be quiet… Let them hear you," Derek murmured. Not thinking about the consequences, since he seemed to have done that for her, Matilda looked up into the stars and moon and screamed. All of her pain, anguish, and sadness wrapped into one long yell that echoed throughout the forest and surrounding area.

A while later, Matilda was sitting in the Hale home wrapped in one of the blankets Derek kept around the house. She was cold, but also felt numb. There had been nothing but silence between Matilda and her friend after she had seen half of her best friend's body. She had calmed herself and stayed silent after that, knowing Derek would want quiet. Still, she could only take so much before she lost it.

"Who did it?"

"I want to say hunters but…"

"But it was the guy you're looking for, right?" she asked him. He looked over at her.

"The Alpha." Matilda's eyes widened.

"What? An Alpha?" Derek nodded his head, sighing heavily as he flopped down beside her on the couch. She looked over at her best friend, her last remaining friend and sighed. "Der, I'm so sorry." He shook his head.

"Don't be." Matilda nodded her head, sighing as she leaned back against the couch.

"I have to pretend like everything's okay tomorrow, don't I?" She asked him. Derek nodded his head, making her sigh again before she nodded. "I understand, but Derek, you need to promise me something." He looked at her, his eyes showing curiosity despite the blank look on his face. "You get the son of a bitch that did this and you make him suffer." Derek looked at her before he nodded his head and just like that, Matilda McCarthy was tucked in to his side, her head on his shoulder. The werewolf looked down at her, noticing that she was already fast asleep and he sighed a bit, moving so that his arm wrapped around her protectively as he leaned back against the couch and sat there, eventually dozing off.