Derek and Anabelle McCall are the oldest children of Melissa & Rafael McCall. She's been dating Jordan Parrish since she was 17. Melissa had a brief relationship with David Hale, who at the time was in an off stage of his relationship with Talia Hale – which resulted in Anabelle and Derek being born.
Derek joined the Beacon Hills County Sheriff's Department the year he turned 20, while Jordan joined the military straight after they finished High School before joining Derek a couple of years later. Anabelle went to Beacon Hills Community College while working at Hale's Animal Sanctuary and Rehabilitation centre.
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Everything I Didn't Say
Chapter 01: Stressed Out
Missed call Scott 3:15AM
Missed call Derek 3:30AM
'You need to come home!' - Scott sent at 3:53AM
'Come home!' - Derek sent at 4:02AM
'Hey, call me when you get this.' - Scott sent 4:06AM
'Belle, call Scott or me.' Derek sent 4:08AM
Anabelle McCall lay asleep in a hotel room in San Francisco, she'd gone to visit her father she hadn't wanted to and gone under duress. The constant beeping from her phone which she had sworn that she'd put on silent before she'd gone to bed. Anabelle swatted at her phone before grabbing it by the charging cable as it fell off the night stand. Looking at the bright screen she swore when she saw that it was not one but both of her brothers. Derek was her twin and younger by five minutes, Scott was the youngest by seven years.
"Scotty this had better be a good reason, do you have any idea what time it is?" Anabelle yawned into the phone as her youngest brother answered his phone. "Telling me that I need to come and then getting Der to do the same thing,"
'Sorry Belle...but Der and Jordan were hurt at work...' Scott rambled trailing off as he looked at Derek who shook his head at him.
"Put Der on," Anabelle yawned again, glancing at the clock on the side-table before she spoke again. "It's a quarter past four in the flipping morning,"
'You're on speaker, Belle...We may have sent Stiles to pick you up,' Derek said almost quietly as he yawned, Anabelle shook her head. Stiles was too annoying for her liking. 'Sorry, but I can't drive at the moment,'
"What the hell happened?" Anabelle questioned, before it clicked that he had said Stiles was on his way. "And how the fuck does Stiles know where I'm staying?"
'Stiles will tell you when he picks you up...he'll be there by five thirty,' Scott said as Derek put his head back against the wall. 'We're sorry Belle...we told him where you were staying we had to,'
"I hate the two of you right now, I'll leave dad a message telling him I've gone home," Anabelle sighed, sitting up in bed she may as well get showered and ready for Stiles.
'You might but you love us,' Derek yawned, that was one reason that he wasn't driving to pick her up.
Anabelle hung up from Scott and Derek and looked around the dark hotel room before ultimately switching on the lamp beside her. Anabelle yawned, before getting up and throwing everything in the bag she'd packed for the five days she was meant to be staying – five turned into two.
Back in Beacon Hills Memorial, Scott was sitting with Derek in the waiting room. They were waiting for their mother to finish her shift, and to find out news about Jordan Parrish. Derek resting his head against Scott's shoulder while nursing his arm – he was lucky that he only ended up with a broken arm and shoulder. Derek and Jordan were both Deputies with the Beacon Hills County Sheriff's department.
"How long till mom's shift is over?" Derek questioned, closing his eyes as they sat waiting they'd been in the hospital since 2:30AM and was closer to 4:30AM now.
"Another hour and a half," Scott yawned looking at the clock and down the hall where they saw Sheriff Noah Stilinski pacing. "Sheriff?"
"Go home boys," Noah told them after hearing Scott's voice and seeing the teen sitting with his deputy.
"Can't Sheriff, Jordan's family," Scott said, it wasn't common knowledge but Jordan had proposed to Anabelle the week before she'd left. "And technically Derek's meant to be in a room,"
"Boys," Noah sighed, running a hand over his face before he spoke again. "Where's my son? Isn't he usually attached to you Scott?"
"We may have sent him to pick up Belle," Derek answered quietly he didn't want Scott to get yelled at by his boss.
"Right," Noah sighed, looking between the two of them before joining them.
Stiles was playing his music as loud as he could to stop himself from falling asleep while driving to San Francisco – why he had agreed to pick up his best-friends older sister he didn't know. Stiles had told Scott and Derek he'd go after Derek said he would. Driving out of Beacon he had driven as fast as he could before he was forced to do the speed limit.
'Hey Belle...I'm parked in the hotel's street in Roscoe.' Stiles sent at 5:15AM
'Stiles is outside your hotel. Don't make him wait' Scott sent at 5:16AM
'On the way down.' Anabelle sent at 5:18AM
Anabelle scowled when she saw Stiles and Scott's messages before replying to them at the same time. She wasn't really prepared to spend nearly two hours with an always hyperactive teen. Anabelle double checked that she had everything, picked up her bag and headed down to the front reception desk.
"I need to check out early...family emergency," Anabelle said the second the woman on reception looked up at her wondering why she up so early. "Room 503,"
"If you could just sign these, and the refund for the remaining three days will be in your account tomorrow," the receptionist placed the paper on the counter allowing Anabelle to pick up the pen and double check everything before she signed. "Do you need us to call a cab for you?"
"Thank you. No that's quite alright...my rides here already," Anabelle smiled, sliding the paper back towards her and picking up her bag and heading out the door. She rolled her eyes when she saw Stiles' battered old Jeep right where he said he'd be.
"Hey Belle!" Stiles' called leaning out the window and grinning at her.
"Stiles, not so loud. It's early," Anabelle said walking towards him and tossing her bag on the back seat of Roscoe and climbing. "Scott said you'd tell me what happened?"
"They told you I'd tell you?" Stiles questioned, his eyes going wide as he pulled away from the side-walk and started on the drive home.
Anabelle nodded and looked at Stiles, before leaning her head against the window and waiting for him to give her an answer. Stiles opened his mouth to speak but saw that she'd closed her eyes and seemed to be in a world of her own. Anabelle opened one eye to see what Stiles would do before she laughed a little.
"Stop for coffee before we leave, if I'm up this early I need caffeine," Anabelle said not opening her eyes as she spoke and waited for Stiles to tell her what was going on. "Stiles, I already know they were injured at work...now do you want to tell me what the fuck happened to my fiancé?"
"Wait... fiancé? You and Jordan got engaged?" Stiles raised his eye incredulously as they went through a McDonalds drive-thru and Stiles got two large coffees.
"Yeah, but no one is meant to know just yet...only people that know are Scott, Der and mom," Anabelle answered she was still waiting for the answer as Stiles handed her both cups of coffee. "Stiles, you have to tell me at some stage during this two hour drive," Anabelle added rolling her right shoulder slightly as it was starting to hurt her which gave her every indication that Derek was more hurt than he was saying.
"I know...but as you said its early 5:30 early," Stiles said turning his head to face Anabelle as he spoke. "Sore shoulder?"
"Derek's hurt...you know they say twins don't feel something when one's hurt, but Der and I always have," Anabelle said before bringing the coffee to her mouth as Stiles started the drive back to Beacon Hills.
"What did Scott and Derek tell you?" Stiles asked, he hadn't been there when his bestfriend and her twin had been sending her messages.
"That I needed to come home, Der couldn't drive and that he and Jordan were hurt at work...which doesn't give me much confidence since you know both deputies," Anabelle took a deep breath as she glanced at Stiles who was looking at her while they were stopped at the traffic lights.
"So you've figured that Derek's got a broken shoulder and arm?" Stiles said watching as Anabelle nodded before he contemplated telling her how it happened, after over hearing it on the radio. "Their patrol car got hit side on, Parrish pulled Derek out before he got hit by another car..."
The rest of the drive back to Beacon Hills was quiet, Anabelle stared out the window occasionally looking at Stiles waiting for him to say something. It was just after 7AM when they saw the 'Welcome to Beacon Hills' sign Anabelle turned to Stiles and smiled at him. Stiles raised his eyebrow she was awfully calm for finding out that her fiancé has been hurt after helping her brother. Anabelle recognised the look all too well, Stiles had given it to her a few times.
"You okay?" Stiles asked as they passed the sign and Stiles drove them towards the hospital.
"Yeah, I'm good. Stiles, Thank you," Anabelle smiled at him her head back to resting against the window as Stiles pulled into the car park of the hospital. He may have gone over the speed limit to get them there once he'd passed the sign into the city.
"Are you really?" Stiles raised his eyebrow as he threw the car into park.
"Yes, now go home to bed," Anabelle laughed, leaning over and giving the teen a hug before she climbed out with her bag and saw that her mothers car was still there. "Mom's still here we'll be good,"
"Scott's my best-friend, which by default makes you family...I'm not going anywhere," Stiles stated climbing out of the car and following Anabelle into the hospital where they were greeted by Scott and Derek both with their heads resting against Melissa's shoulder.
"Hey mom," Anabelle smiled walking over to her mother, who seemed to jump as she put her bag next to Scott.
"Hi sweetheart, your brothers call you?" Melissa questioned, looking up at her daughter and gently pushing both Scott and Derek's head from her shoulders. "Boys,"
"They did, Scott called me at like a quarter past three," Anabelle said glaring at Scott in the process before the younger boy stood up and pulled his sister into a hug.
"Sorry," Scott pouted, before looking over her shoulder at Stiles and grinning which Anabelle caught causing her to slap him.
"Scott!" Melissa scolded watching as Anabelle moved to hug Derek as tight as he would allow. "Now maybe you can convince your brother to go back to bed?"
"Mom...we still haven't heard how Jordan is yet," Derek whined this time his head was on Anabelle's shoulder as she hadn't let go of him yet. "Did Stiles tell you?"
Anabelle half shook, half nodded her head Stiles hadn't told her a lot but he had told her that something had happened. Derek sat back down where he was and pulled her down next to him making sure that she was on the uninjured side. Anabelle sighed and put her head back on her brothers shoulder before looking to Melissa waiting for her to say something. But it was Derek who spoke quietly almost whispering in her ear.
"My shoulder hurts because of your shoulder..." Anabelle said quietly causing their mother to look at her as she spoke. "Stiles told me that your patrol car got side swiped?"
"Uh huh, yeah...shoulder's shattered and arm is broken in three places, mom wanted them to wait until you got here before they do surgery on me," Derek told her as the pain in his right started to get to him, he hadn't been in any for a couple of hours but the morphine was wearing off. "Side-swiped...T-boned or something,"
"Mom, which room is Der in?" Anabelle questioned, she just wanted Derek to do what Melissa said at least once in his life. "If my shoulder's hurting because of him then his must be killing,"
"Scotty go take them up to Derek's room and I'll find out about Jordan," Melissa looked to the youngest of the three and motioned for them to get a move on. "Now, Stiles please go home. Go see your dad,"
"But Melissa," Stiles whined, Melissa did her best stern face causing Stiles to pout and Scott to mouth 'Sorry,'. Stiles reluctantly left the hospital and headed home.
"Come on Der, let's you back to bed," Anabelle smiled at him before she stood up and pulled Derek up with her. "You can tell me what happened to Jordan once you're in bed,"
Anabelle and Scott helped Derek back up to the floor that they were keeping him in while Melissa went to the operating room (O.R) to talk with one of the on call doctors. Once they got to the room Derek reluctantly had Scott help him change into his pyjamas he refused to wear the hospital gown. Scott shook his head, he knew that Derek hated hospitals it was why he'd made them wait for Anabelle. Melissa headed to the O.R and found Doctor David Geyer just leaving.
"David?" Melissa questioned, pulling the doctor aside the second she saw him. "What sort of condition is the deputy in?"
"You know I can't tell you that Melissa," David answered, looking at Melissa as they walked. "Shouldn't you be going home now?"
"Look my oldest was in the same accident as Jordan," Melissa paused glancing up at David and then around to make sure no one else was around them. "He's family,"
"Family?" David raised an eyebrow at Melissa who simply nodded before she spoke again.
"Yes, he's been with Anabelle since they were seventeen. They got engaged just over a week ago," Melissa spoke quietly as they walked stopping outside an empty exam room.
'Belle told me about her and Parrish' Stiles sent at 7:25AM
'Really? Or you just saying that?' Scott sent at 7:27AM
'Seriously and I quote. what the fuck happened to my fiancé?' Stiles sent at 7:30AM
Scott went to pocket his phone before he noticed that Anabelle and Derek were both looking at him. Anabelle raised her eyebrow as Derek sat on the bed, he wasn't laying down until their mother returned to the room. Scott looked at Anabelle and handed her his phone, Anabelle laughed reading the message exchanged between Scott and Stiles.
"Yeah, I may have sworn at Stiles until he told me," Anabelle shrugged yawning, she really wanted to sleep but she was also wanting to know how Jordan was. "And Der, don't blame yourself. I don't blame you,"
"Stiles is a freaking blabbermouth," Scott said watching as Anabelle sat in the chair next to Derek's bed and put her head on the edge of it. "Belle?" What Scott had noticed was that Anabelle hadn't cried at all since she'd gotten back into Beacon Hills.
"I know, and I think he got the point..." Anabelle muttered, not moving her head from where it was as their mother returned. "I'm okay Scotty," she mumbled into the bed, turning her head to face their mother.
"Hey sweetheart, he's out of surgery. There was a lot of internal bleeding, both of his legs are broken and they won't know what other damage there is until the swelling goes down," Melissa said putting her hand on her daughters shoulder as Anabelle turned to face her more and noticed that hearing the words coming out of her mouth had made her cry. "Sweetie, he'll be okay,"
"I know mom," Anabelle mumbled looking at her before she stood up again and found herself in her mothers arms.
"Your brother's scheduled for surgery at 8:30, I'm going to take you and Scotty home," Melissa said her arms wrapped firmly around Anabelle as Scott joined the hug, Derek grumbled something about missing out.
"Mom, I need to see him first," Anabelle said quietly into her mothers ear, Melissa nodded before gently pushing Derek back into the bed. "Der, I'll come back before we leave,"
Melissa and Anabelle left the two boys and headed to the ICU where Melissa checked the nurses station for the room he was placed in before the two of them headed in. Anabelle looked at her mother and then at Jordan before walking over to him and sitting in the chair beside him. Melissa smiled at her before going to stand outside the room.
"Jordy...I know you can hear me, this just takes me back to when you were in the army," Anabelle was quiet as she spoke, taking his hand in hers and holding it. "We were twenty one and I was just as scared then as I am now," Anabelle leant forward and kissed Jordan's forehead before she sat back in the chair again. "I'll be back in a few hours, just like before,"
"Sweetheart?" Melissa poked her head into the room and sighed when she saw her daughter almost slumped into the chair. "He's tough you know that better than anyone,"
"He is...but I'm not, I told Scott that I was okay..." Anabelle said looking up at Melissa as she made her way fully into the room. "Mom, he's been through worse than this...do you remember a couple of years ago when he was in the army?"
"Is that what has you scared?" Melissa asked, wrapping her arms around her as she stood up and near buried her head in her mothers hair. "Oh Belle, you're home now you have me and both of your brothers,"
"Thanks mom, but as crazy as it sounds that doesn't make it better...at least not yet," Anabelle told her before the two women left Jordan's room and headed back to Derek.