Moonlight Goddess
Season 1 ep. 1- Wolf Moon
Ok so I have been working on this story for almost two years now. I have just now started to actually type it out. My life is extremely busy but I figured it was time to actually start posting it. It's been a really long time since I have posted anything on here and it was under a different name. So I am hoping you guys actually like this story. It's going to follow the show's plot with my own character added in.
One thing I would like to point out is that this show's timeline is all kinds of screwed up so I am trying to piece everything together. If I don't exactly know when things occur I will just make it up so just go with it.
This will be a Derek/OC and my OC Thea is almost 18 in this story so there isn't too much of a weird age gap between them. I thought I would make her older then Scott and Stiles because I think that it's more plausible and appropriate for an 18 year old to be dating a 20 something year old. I am also going to try and keep this a slow burn romance between the two. I don't want to rush into anything although that's so hard sometimes because let's face it, our sour wolf is rather gorgeous! It's hard to resist him.
Ok I think that's it for now but I hope you enjoy the story. If you do please follow/review. If you don't like it, don't read it. I will continue to write this story regardless because I started writing it for my own guilty pleasure anyway!
Oh and I apologize for any grammar/spelling mistakes. I was spending too much time on editing so I gave up! Enjoy!
"Thea!" I heard my dads' voice on the other side of my bedroom door.
"Come in," I yelled.
My dad stepped into my room wearing his sheriffs' uniform. Oh great, tonight is supposed to be his only night off this week, I thought.
I paused the song that was playing on my IPod. I had been sprawled out on my bed, trying to concentrate on painting my nails.
"Hey dad what's up?" I asked.
"You know you're going to go deaf having that damn music so loud," he replied.
I shrugged, ignoring his comment. "Why are you in your uniform?"
"I have to go in tonight."
"You work too much." I sat up in my bed.
"That's part of being a responsible father and the Sheriff," he said. "While I'm gone I need you to keep an eye on your brother for me."
"Dad you realize he's 16 years old right? He should be responsible for himself don't you think?"
"Just make sure he doesn't do anything stupid," he shook his head. "You're the responsible one."
"Fine," I said as he bent over and kissed my forehead.
"Love you Kiddo."
I watched as he turned and left the room.
Not even fifteen minutes after my dad pulled out of the driveway, Stiles walked into my room.
"Hey ever hear of knocking?" I yelled.
Stiles turned around and went back to my door and knocked
"Better?" he asked stepping back into my room.
"What do you want dork?"
"I just wanted to let you know that I'm going to Scott's."
"Sure you are. You realize that we share the same best friend and I happen to know that Scott is trying to go to bed early tonight for lacrosse tryouts tomorrow," I informed him, "which is what you should be doing if you want to ever make it off the bench this year."
"I happen to like the bench. It's comfortable."
"Right, like a hard wooden bench and coach screaming in your ear is comfortable," I rolled my eyes.
"I'm just going to go say hi to Scott really quick, I will be back before you know it," Stiles lied.
"Right, this wouldn't have anything to do with dad getting called into the station?"
"No," Stiles said non-convincingly. "Not at all."
"Stiles we've been siblings all our lives. I know when you're lying." I asked him.
"Ok I'm going to get Scott and then we're going to go look for a dead body in the woods." Stiles finished by yelling a quick 'bye' and bolting for my door.
"Stiles!" I yelled as I got off my bed followed him into the hallway. "You are not going to go looking for a dead body or get anywhere near this investigation. You know dad will kill you if he finds out and then he'll kill me because I am supposed to keep an eye on you, he left me in charge!"
"Why did he leave you in charge?" Stiles asked.
"Because I'm older," I said.
"By what 18 months?"
"Doesn't matter I'm still the older sibling so I'm in charge," I told him.
"You know you want to come along, your Stilinski curiosity is getting the better of you," Stiles said. "Besides you can keep an eye on me and Scott and make sure neither of us gets into trouble."
He was right. I've always been a curious person. I sighed. This really was a hopeless cause. I mean it would be kind of interesting to go find a dead body in the woods. How many parents can tell their kids that story?
"Let me grab a jacket."
I had let my own curiosity take hold and I caved, which happened a lot more then I would like to admit when it came to my brother. I knew he was rather satisfied with my answer. I unfortunately ignored the horrible feeling in my stomach that told me tonight wasn't going to end well.
"Seriously Stiles, why can't we just ring the doorbell?" I asked as I watched my brother climb up the porch railings, trying to hoist himself up onto Scott's roof.
"Because I always go this way," he replied.
"Right, how are you the one with the better grades in school if I'm the sibling with all the brains." I sat down on the porch swing after deciding to make myself comfortable as Stiles struggled to get onto the roof.
I turned my head towards the door when I heard it open and watched Scott step out onto the porch with a baseball bat in his hand.
"Do you even play baseball?" I asked him.
Scott jumped. "Thea? What are you doing here?"
"Oh you know just thought I would come use your swing," I smiled.
"Scott!" Stiles yelled as he slipped from the roof. He managed to catch himself, however he was now hanging upside down.
"What are you doing?" Scott asked as he lowered the bat.
"Oh you know just hanging around," Stiles said. "What are you doing?"
"I thought you guys were a predator," Scott replied.
"A predator?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Well next time just use the door," Scott shrugged.
"Yeah already suggested that one," I commented.
Stiles jumped down from the roof. "Grab your coat."
"Why?" Scott asked.
"Because I overheard on my dad's scanner that they're pulling in state police," Stiles said.
"Why?"
"Because some hikers found a body in the woods," Stiles finally said.
"A dead body?" Scott said.
"No a body of water, yes dumbass a dead body!" Stiles rolled his eyes.
"Wait if they already found the body what are we looking for?" Scott asked.
I rolled my eyes. "They only found half of the body."
"Look not tonight, I just want to get to bed and rest for tomorrow," Scott said.
"Dude, come on Thea is going!" Stiles begged.
Scott looked over at me.
"Hey I'm just here to make sure you two don't get into trouble," I told him.
"Alright," Scott finally agreed. He walked inside and grabbed his coat. We then began our little adventure into the woods of Beacon Hills.
The trip through the woods took a while. It was rather dark and Stiles had only brought one flashlight. I decided to take my time and stay near Scott who was having some rather big problems breathing due to his asthma. We had been walking for nearly a half hour and there was still no sign of a body.
"Seriously Stiles, why don't you let the severe asthmatic carry the flashlight?" Scott gasped as he stopped to take a puff from his inhaler. He had already had to stop twice to use it, this made it three.
I stopped as well, wanting to wait for Scott. I needed to make sure he was ok. When I looked up towards Stiles I happened to catch a glimpse of police lights. Shit! I tried to get Stiles' attention but he was too far away. The only thing I could do was stop Scott from going any farther by pushing him behind a tree. I could hear my dad yelling for everyone to stop.
"That delinquent belongs to me," I heard my father's voice.
Oh Stiles is in so much trouble, I thought.
I peeked out from behind the tree and saw my dad grab Stiles by the collar.
"Do you listen in on all my phone calls?" He asked Stiles.
"No…only the important ones."
"Where's your other half?" My dad asked.
"Who…Scott? He stayed home. Said he wanted to go to bed early for tryout tomorrow," Stiles told him.
"Scott are you out there?" My dad looked towards the trees where Scott and I were. "Come on out son!"
I shook my head at Scott.
"Dad, seriously it's just me." Stiles said
"Where's your sister," my dad asked.
If he ratted me out me out I was going to kill him.
"She's at home. I snuck out without her knowing," Stiles lied.
"I'm going to walk you back to your jeep and we are going to have a long talk about invasion of privacy."
When they left I looked at Scott and smiled.
"Guess we'll be walking," I said.
"Great," Scott sighed.
We walked together and slowly so Scott could keep his breathing under control.
I was so focused on trying to not trip in the very dark forest that I wasn't paying attention to the fact that Scott had stopped dead in his tracks until I ran straight into him. After steadying him on his feet I looked around.
"Did you hear that?" He asked me.
I looked around and listened as carefully as possible. It was very faint but I definitely could hear something.
When I turned around my eyes went wide. Neither of us were prepared for the heard of deer running straight for us, in every direction. Scott pulled me behind a tree and hugged me close to him. We both prayed that none of the deer would run into us.
When the deer were gone Scott let me go and we stepped away from the tree.
"Let's get out of here," I said. I was a little freaked. I was never one to go walking around the woods at night. Horror movies tended to scare the crap out of me, although growing up with Stiles meant I was forced to watch them.
"Wait I think I dropped my inhaler," Scott said. He immediately took out his phone and started to look for it.
I pulled out my phone and using the light I began to look around as well. Hoping the faster we found it the faster we could get out of here.
"Seriously Scott this is like looking for a needle in a pile of needles here."
"I have to find it," he said.
I sighed and continued to look. When I took a step backwards my foot hit something. I pushed my backlight button on my phone and lit up the ground.
I couldn't contain my scream when I saw what I had nearly tripped over. The missing half of the body was right in front of me. I stepped back to get away from the body but I lost my footing. I felt my body falling and tried to reach for something to catch myself but there was nothing. I did manage to tuck my head in as I rolled down the steep hill.
When I landed I was too shocked to move. I didn't know if anything was broke and for a moment I didn't want to find out.
"Thea?" Scott yelled running over to the embankment that I fell over. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw what had scared me so bad. "Holy shit…are you ok?"
I slowly began to move my arms and legs. When those things seemed to be working ok I decided it was safe to stand. "Yeah, nothing major," I called up to him.
Scott slowly climbed down the hill and managed to do it a little more gracefully then I had.
"Come on let's get out of here, I'll come back for my inhaler tomorrow," Scott said.
I nodded and began to walk. We took no more than five steps when both of us stopped dead in our tracks. "Was that a growl?" I asked Scott.
I turned around to see Scott looking behind us. He wasn't moving a muscle.
He didn't even have time to answer me before a low growl sounded from the trees ahead.
I didn't even need to imagine what that animal could have been because whatever it was dove out of the trees right for Scott.
It was dark so the only thing I could see was that it was large, covered in fur and it had red eyes.
The creature growled as it came at Scott. I tried to grab him but the beast knocked me backwards onto the ground.
The attack was over before I had time to really blink. When the beast took off Scott yelled at me to run.
I took off in the same direction as Scott. Neither of us stopped running. I managed to not fall, which is a miracle and when we finally made it out of the woods and to the main road I stopped short because I saw the oncoming car. However, Scott didn't see the car coming and kept going. I grabbed his arm and yanked him out of the way just as the car whizzed by honking its horn.
"Holy crap!" I yelled. "What the hell was that?!"
"I don't know," Scott said wincing as he lifted his shirt up to reveal a rather large bite mark.
"Oh my God Scott, we need to get you to the hospital."
"No, let's just get home," Scott said. "If my mom finds out she'll kill me."
"Seriously Scott I think you need to have that looked at," I said.
" Look I'll clean it when I get home now let's go," he said as he started to walk.
"Fine," I agreed. I started after him. Not even ten feet down the road we both stopped as we heard a long howl. Scott instantly grabbed my hand and pulled me along in a steady walk.
We didn't stop and Scott didn't let go of my hand till we got to my house. We both said goodnight and I went straight inside. As soon as I shut the door to my room I callapsed onto my bed. I heard my door swing open and looked up to see that Stiles had barged in.
"Knock Stiles!" I yelled.
"Where have you been?" He said
"Where have I been? Stiles…seriously?" I grabbed a pillow from my bed and chucked it at him. He side stepped it easily. "You left me and Scott out in the middle of the woods, without a flashlight, to be attacked by some wolf!"
"Wait…attacked?" Stiles looked at me worried. "Are you and Scott ok?"
"I'm fine, Scott was bitten though," I told him.
"Well it wasn't a wolf that attacked you guys," Stiles said. "They aren't native to California anymore."
I walked towards Stiles and began to push him out of my room. "Listen Stiles I'm tired, and little pissed at you for leaving me in the woods. So I would greatly appreciate it if you left me alone so I can take a shower and go to bed."
Stiles looked at me, "Thea wait…"
"Oh and by the way, I found that other half of the body you were looking for," I added before shutting the door in his face.
Oh that felt good.
School has never really been my thing and after missing 3 months of school last year after the car accident I was rather behind in my classes. I had tried to catch up but I just couldn't seem to get ahead and unfortunately I had to repeat my junior year.
I guess I should count my lucky stars for even being alive and able to go to school at all. No one knows how I even survived the crash. I didn't walk out unscathed. My right leg had to have some extensive reconstruction work done on it. But I'm alive and I am able to walk and run pretty normal. I have bad days when there is some pain in that leg but the doctors say it will ache and pain for the rest of my life. I guess it's a small price to pay.
I manage to make it through my first two classes without much of a problem. However, landing Jackson Whitmore as a lab partner in Chemistry class sucked. Mr. Harris really hated me.
The look on Jackson's face when I sat beside him showed me that he was just as thrilled as I was. I had never really associated with Jackson all that much. We both run in different crowds but I never liked his attitude. The whole 'I'm superior to anyone who doesn't have money' attitude wasn't attractive in my book. No matter how great a guys biceps are.
"I seriously hope you don't bring down my grade," I joked with him.
"Me…bring down your grade?" he laughed. "Right."
I smiled slightly. I had officially broken the ice between us.
"Look I know I'm not the best with this whole school thing," I confessed to him. "But I seriously need to pass this class in order to be a senior next year." He looked at me and for once it was a sincere look. He sighed the nodded.
"Alright well let's get started." I picked up a beaker that had some blue liquid in it. "Ok so what are we mixing again?"
He sighed and picked up several chemicals that were in glass beakers and began mixing them. "How about you just watch."
"Sounds like a plan" I smiled.
Perhaps this paring wouldn't be so bad after all, I thought.
At lunch I joined Scott and Stiles. Scott was going on about the new girl, Allison Argent, who I hadn't had the pleasure of meeting yet. I knew absolutely nothing about her, except the rumor that was floating around that she was hot.
"Hey Thea, you coming to watch tryouts?" Stiles asked.
"Do you really want me too?" I asked them.
"Yes," Stiles said.
"You can be our cheerleader," Scott added.
I glared at both of them as they laughed. "Do I look like a cheerleader to you?"
"No," Stiles shot at me.
I picked up a grape form my lunch tray and threw it at his face. When it hit him in the nose Scott and I laughed.
"Not funny," Stiles said to us both.
"Come on Thea, you can be my good luck charm," Scott said.
I rolled my eyes, "Yeah I'll be there. Besides I wouldn't miss you two making fools of yourself for anything."
Lacrosse tryouts have always been somewhat of a large school event. A lot of people gathered on the bleachers to watch the event.
By the time I had gotten to the field the bleachers were nearly full. The only open spot that I saw was next to who I presumed to be the new girl and Lydia Martin. I sighed and made the climb, sitting next to the new girl.
"Hi" Allison smiled.
"I'm Thea," I offered.
"I'm Allison."
I smiled. "Hello Lydia."
Lydia looked at me briefly but never said a word.
I smiled to myself. Lydia doesn't like me because I refuse to worship the ground she walks on. I just sort of ignored her and she in return ignored me. It was a arrangement we had worked out.
I looked back onto the field and saw Scott heading towards the goal. Oh boy, I thought, this cannot be good.
I had watched the boys practice all summer long and the one thing Scott was truly terrible at was goalie. My hopes of Scott at least making first sub was slowly diminishing. All hope for my brother was already lost. He was destined to be benched his whole lacrosse career but Scott had potential and I think he deserved to at least play one game this season.
"Who's that?" I heard Allison ask Lydia, nodding towards Scott.
"Hmm…I'm not too sure who that is," Lydia replied.
I rolled my eyes. "His name is Scott McCall," I told Allison, "And he's been going to school with you since kindergarten," I informed Lydia.
Lydia of course acted as if I hadn't spoken a word. "Why do you ask Allsion?" she smiled.
"Oh he's in my English class…" was all Allison said.
I put my focus back on the field and watched Scott take the first ball to the head.
Yeah, I thought. Hope is definitely diminishing.
But my hope was soon replenished when Scott managed to catch the next ball. And the next, and the next.
"He seems like he's good," Allison commented.
"Yes," Lydia agreed. "Very good."
And just like that Lydia Martin acted as if she knew who Scott McCall was.
I looked back at Scott. "Too good," I whispered to myself.
I held my breath as Jackson stepped forward to shoot the next ball. There was no way Scott could block a shot from the captain of the team. It just wasn't possible. Jackson was the best player that Beacon Hills had. And as much as I hated to admit it myself, Jackson was really good at just about any sport.
But when I saw the ball connect with Scott's net I was in utter shock.
Everyone began cheering, even Lydia stood and yelled, despite the glares from Jackson.
No way did that just happen, I thought. It just wasn't possible.
I met the boys at the Jeep after they showered off. I had promised Scott I would go and help look for his inhaler.
We parked on the same trail we did last night and headed in the same direction we found the body. Stiles of course agreed to come so he could possibly get a glance at the body that we saw.
While we were walking I decided to ask Scott about his sudden ability to play lacrosse.
"I don't know what it was but it was like I had all the time in the world to catch the ball and that's not the only weird thing," Scott said as we moved closer to our destination. "I hear stuff that I shouldn't be able to hear, smell things…"
"Smell things?" Stiles asked. "Like what?"
"Like the mint mojito gum you have in your pocket," Scott answered.
"I don't have any mint mojito…"Stiles trailed off as he pulled a piece of gum from his pocket.
"So all of this started with that bite?" I asked Scott.
"Maybe it's an infection and my body is flooding with adrenalin right before it goes into shock," Scott said.
"You know I've heard of this," Stiles said. "It's a specific kind of infection."
"Are you serious?" Scott asked.
I looked at my brother skeptically.
"Yeah," he replied. "Yeah I think it's called… Lycanthropy."
I rolled my eyes. Seriously? Ever since I could remember my bother has been obsessed with the supernatural.
"What's that?" Scott asked worriedly. "Is it bad?"
"Oh yeah it's the worse," I chimed in. "Only happens once a month."
Scott now looked confused. "Once a month?"
"Mhm…on the night of the full moon," Stiles then began to howl.
Scott playfully shoved Stiles back and I laughed pretty hard.
"Hey you're the one that heard a wolf howling," Stiles added.
"We both heard it Stiles," I said as we continued to walk.
"Guys there could be something seriously wrong with me," Scott sounded pretty worried still.
"I know," Stiles said. "You're a werewolf!"
I glared at Stiles. "Knock it off Stiles."
"Ok," Stiles said. "Obviously I'm kidding, but if you see me in shop class melting down all the silver I can find it's because Friday's the full moon."
Scott chose to ignore my brother while he stopped and looked around. "I could have sworn this was it."
I looked around as well. "Yeah, the deer came from that direction," I pointed, "and we saw the body right here."
"I dropped my inhaler somewhere around here," Scott said looking and kicking things on the ground.
"Maybe the killer came and moved the body," I suggested.
"If he did, I hope he left my inhaler," Scott said as he continued to look on the ground. "Those things are like eighty bucks."
I started to look on the ground trying to help Scott out. I decided maybe to look further up ahead in case the inhaler went flying.
I was in the zone of looking for this inhaler I didn't even notice that someone stood only a couple feet away from me.
When I looked up I saw a guy and tall, dark and handsome were the only words that popped into my head, but only after I managed to get my heart rate under control. He has seriously scared the crap out of me.
I felt someone's hand pull me back a little. I looked over to see Stiles playing protective brother or at least trying.
"What are you doing here?" the guy asked. "Huh…this is private property."
"Uh sorry man," Stiles spoke up. "We didn't know."
"Yeah we were just looking for my friend's inhaler," I said. "He dropped it the other night, have you seen it?"
The guy looked straight at me. I mean seriously starred at me. Not like the creepy Edward Cullen stare but it was certainly intense.
"Just forget it guys," Scott said.
Before we could all turn to leave the guy took something out of his pocket and tossed it at Scott, who caught it with ease. Scott then revealed it to be his inhaler.
Then without a word the guy turned and walked away.
"Alright come on, I've got to get to work," Scott said as he turned to walk away.
"Guys do you know who that was?" Stiles asked.
Scott and I both shook our heads.
"That was Derek Hale," Stiles informed us. "He's only a few years older than us."
"Oh yeah," I remembered him. "Isn't he the one whose family was killed in that house fire?"
Stiles nodded.
"What's he doing back here?" Scott asked.
Stiles shrugged.
"Come on you two, I'm late," I said. "I promised Jackson I would meet him at the Diner."
Both boys looked at me with funny expressions.
"Jackson?" Scott asked.
"As in Jackson Whitmore?" asked Stiles.
"Yes," I said. "We're lab partners remember?"
I rolled my eyes at the two of them and started my walk back to the truck.
Jackson and I had agreed to meet up at Stella's Diner in town to go over our lab report. This mainly consisted of me sitting across from him, drinking a chocolate milkshake and trying to keep my eyes open. That last part was a very complicated task. I really was trying to pay attention but I hated chemistry. It was my worst subject.
It didn't help matters when the door to the diner opened and in walked Derek Hale.
No way, I thought. Twice in one day?
I watched him walk straight up to the counter and order his food.
I couldn't help but stare. I mean, no girl could resist. He was gorgeous. That perfect hair and perfect body was enough to distract any straight girl and…I am definitely straight. If I had ever had an confusion in my life Derek Hale certainly would of straightened that out.
My eyes travelled down his body and back up. When my eyes landed back on his face I realized that he was staring at me as well.
I quickly averted my eyes and I felt my cheeks flush.
Shit, did he see me starring?
I glanced back at him quickly. He was still starring.
Definitely saw me, I thought.
There was something in his eyes that sent a shiver down my spine. It wasn't fear, I knew that. But there was something different in his eyes.
"Earth to Thea," I heard Jackson's voice.
I broke my stare with Mr. Dark and Mysterious, and turned back to Jackson.
"Sorry," I muttered.
"Did anyone ever tell you that you have the shortest attention span ever?" Jackson asked.
"ADHD," I told him, "forgot to take my meds."
Jackson shook his head. "Tell you what, I'll write the lab report myself if you can tell me what's up with McCall?"
"What do you mean?" I asked,
"How the hell did McCall catch all those balls today in tryouts?" He asked more irritated.
"He's been practicing all summer," I told him. "Maybe he's gotten really good."
"No, I'm team captain," he said. "I know how terrible he was last year. So what is it, drugs?"
I laughed. "Scott doesn't do drugs."
"Whatever," Jackson got up grabbing his bag. "You know I'll find out eventually."
With that said he walked away.
"Hey," I called after him.
He stopped and turned around.
"You're still doing that report right?" I smiled.
Jackson rolled his eyes as he turned around and walked out of the diner.
I sighed taking another drink of my milkshake. I glanced up at Derek who had been handed his takeout in a paper bag. He handed the waitress a twenty and walked out of the diner.
I looked at the time on my phone. It was 6:30. Scott got off of work at 7 and I figured that was a good time to talk to him about his new found 'gifts' so I downed the rest of my milkshake, threw some money on the table and left for my walk across town to Dr. Deaton's veterinarian clinic.
I however didn't count on the rain that began pouring only a minute after I left. I only had on a thin sweatshirt, which I hugged closer to my body as I picked up my speed.
The car horn startled me at first. I stopped walking and looked over at the road and saw a dark Comoro pull to a stop only a foot away from me. The window of the car rolled down enough to show me that it was Derek Hale.
"Get in," he said.
Normally I wouldn't accept a ride form a stranger but it was pouring rain and I still had quite a few blocks to go before reaching my destination. Plus it was Derek Hale. He was gorgeous!
I ran around to the passenger's side door and got in. After I closed the door I looked at Derek.
"Thanks," I smiled. "I'm Thea by the way."
"Derek," he said.
"I know who you are," I told him.
"Where too?" he asked.
"The vet clinic," I said. "It's about 4 blocks up."
"Yeah I know where it's at," he said.
I nodded as Derek started to drive.
Silence had never really been my thing. "So how does it feel to be back in town?"
Derek shrugged, "Mixed feelings I guess."
"Right, that was a stupid question," I said. "I'm sorry about your family."
"It was a long time ago," he replied.
"Not long enough though," I commented. "Never is."
I knew all too well what it was like to lose someone you loved.
Derek glanced at me. "You're the Sheriff's daughter right?"
"Yeah that's me, the Sheriff's daughter," I said.
"And Scott McCall's friend?" he added.
"Guess I'm known as that now too," I rolled my eyes.
"Look you should really watch out for your friend," he said.
"What do you mean?"
Derek pulled into Dr. Deaton's parking lot. After he put the car in park he looked over at me.
"If you notice some weird things happening to Scott you need to let me know," Derek glanced down at my cell phone that lay on my lap. He snatched it up before I could stop him and started to add his number to my contacts. "You call me if anything weird happens."
"Ok what's weird is some guy I just met today telling me that I need to watch my friend," I snatched my phone back.
I started to get out but Derek caught my arm.
"You'll understand soon and when you do, I'm going to be the only one who can help Scott," Derek said.
"Help him with what?"
"You'll see," Derek let go of my arm and I opened the door and stepped out, closing the door behind me.
I caught a glimpse of Allison getting into her car. She waved as she drove past me, pulling out of the parking lot.
When Scott saw me he smiled. "Hey," he said. "What are you doing here? And who dropped you off?"
"No one," I said, deciding not to tell him because I didn't want to have to explain that one to Stiles. "I see Allison came by."
"Yeah, I got a date to that party on Friday," he said.
"Nice going dude," I smiled.
"Is that why you came here?" Scott asked, "To harass me about Allison?"
"No actually," I said. "I wanted to see how your side was doing."
I watched as Scott lifted his shirt to reveal his side.
Nothing was there.
"What?" I questioned.
"Yeah I went to clean it earlier and it was healed."
"That's…weird" I said thinking about what Derek had said.
"Yeah it must have not been as bad as we thought," Scott said putting his shirt down.
"Yeah," I nodded but I wasn't convinced.
"Come on," Scott said. "I've locked up already. I'll give you a ride home."
"Ok," I smiled.
I debated all night on whether I should tell Derek or not. Scott's sudden athletic ability mixed with the disappearing wound was extremely weird. Then again I did spend a good chunk of the night debating on whether or not to take my Adderall. I thought this could be part of my over active brain. By 7am I had successfully fallen asleep at my desk. The only reason I even got up for school was because Stiles pounded on my door to let me know he was leaving in 15 minutes. I lifted my head up from my desk, wiping the drool from my mouth. I realized that I didn't have enough time to even shower so I quickly changed my clothes pulling on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I took my mass of curly hair and put it in a messy bun and after throwing on a little extra deodorant I grabbed my bag. I glanced down at the bottle of pills once more. I shook my head, deciding against it so I threw them into my desk drawer and raced out to meet Stiles.
School was definitely a drag. On the up side Jackson had written the lab report and put both of our names on it. However when he handed it into the teacher, Mr. Harris glanced at me.
"I certainly hope you put forth some effort into this Ms. Stilinski.
"Of course I did," I smiled looking at Jackson. "Right Jackson?"
"We did it together Mr. Harris," Jackson smiled up at him.
Mr. Harris took one more look at me before moving on.
I sighed in relief. "Thank you."
"You owe me," Jackson said turning his attention to his book.
I smiled to myself. The rest of the school day went by without a hitch. I had decided I would once again watch the lacrosse tryouts in hopes that my suspicions of Scott would be proven wrong. Maybe he had really improved over the summer, I told myself.
I found Scott near the bleachers so I went over to wish him luck but Stiles interrupted.
"Scott!" Stiles yelled. "You are never going to believe this. The fiber analysis came back from the lab on the hair they collected on the dead girl. You are never going to believe what it was…"
"I got to go dude," Scott shook his head and ran over to the rest of the team.
"A Wolf," Stiles shook his head.
"Seriously?" I asked.
Stiles shrugged and then ran to join his teammates.
Wolf? Seriously? A wolf bit Scott and then mysteriously the next day it's all healed? Yeah there was definitely something weird going on here.
I managed to find a seat in the bleacher away from Lydia this time. Allison soon joined me as the boys began to play.
I watched as the ball was thrown towards Scott and he caught it with ease. He started to run, dodging the first player but Jackson came out of nowhere and tackled Scott to the ground.
"Ouch," I winced.
"That had to hurt," Allison nodded.
The next play Scott and Jackson played off against one another. The whistle blew and Scott got the ball with ease and began to run dodging ever player with grace. When he was just a few feet in front of the goal three players came out of know where. I thought for sure Scott was going to be crushed. Pure shock was plastered on my face as I watched Scott jump over all three players, flip in mid air and land on his feet. The ball sailed into the goal with ease.
"Holy shit," I shook my head.
Everyone jumped and cheered.
"Does Scott do gymnastics?" Allison asked.
"Nope, never in his life," I shook my head.
"Wow," Allison smiled. "He's really good."
Scott was called over to the coach and after he was announced as the first starting player everyone jumped and cheered louder.
Something was definitely wrong here.
Friday came soon enough. I had spent all week researching everything I could find on Lycanthropy. That led to a number of different websites, including a few Wikipedia sites (which I know they aren't reliable but they seriously have a ton of information on there). It wasn't until I was reading about werewolves in movies and came across Twilight, that I realized what I was doing.
Werewolves aren't real? What was I doing? They were just fictional creatures in movies and books. I turned off my computer and collapsed on my bed. This was nuts. I was nuts.
My head shot up when I heard a loud thud coming from Stiles' room. I jumped up from my bed and ran to his room.
"Stiles?" I called from outside his room. I opened his door and I heard Scott say something about going to the party no matter what. When he came out and saw me he stopped.
"I'm sorry," he said and continued to leave.
I walked into Stile's room and saw him picking up his computer chair. There on the back were actual claw marks.
"Holy shit," I said.
"Are best friend is a werewolf," Stiles said.
"I know…" I said.
"What? Wait you believe me?" Stiles asked shocked. "How did you know?"
"Yeah I believe you, I've been researching all week," I told him. "I'm not blind. Scotts been acting weird all week and when you said a wolf attacked him I figured something weird was going on."
"Me too!" He said.
"What the hell do we do now?" I asked. "The full moon is tonight."
"We have to go to that party."
I went back to my room to get ready for the party. I grabbed my phone and immediately brought up Derek's name. After debating for several minutes I finally sent him a text telling him about the party tonight and how I think Scott needs his help.
Then I went to my closet to try and pull an outfit together for tonight.
The party was well on its way by the time Stiles and I got there. I immediately grabbed a red solo cup of full of something that was a little too sweet for my taste. There was a hint of Hawaiian punch but the liquor seemed to be the main flavor. I looked around and didn't see Scott right away so I decided to head to the dance floor. I figured I should at least have a little fun while trying to find Scott. After a few dance partners and a few drinks later I finally spotted Scott on the dance floor with Allison. However He had seemed a little tense. I looked around and finally found what was causing it. I spotted Derek Hale standing off to the side.
I looked up at Danny who happened to be my current dance partner and smiled. "I'm going to get another drink."
I walked over to the drink table and grabbed another cup and took a gulp. Then I moved over to where I had seen Derek, but he wasn't there anymore.
I sighed and decided that I would go find Danny again since he seemed to be the only guy at the party who actually had some dance moves.
When I turned around I ran right into a rather rock hard chest. I stumbled back and would have fallen on my ass if Derek wouldn't have caught me.
"Had enough to drink?" He smiled.
"I can hold my liquor," I smiled.
"I don't doubt that."
"You're here for Scott aren't you?" I asked.
He nodded.
"I know what he is…"I said. "I just can't figure out if you're one too."
Derek didn't say anything but he stepped closer. "What do you think?"
"I think…"suddenly my mind seemed rather foggy."I think…and this might be the booze talking, but I think you are…gorgeous."
Derek gave her a rather amused look but before he could respond his head shot up and he was looking in the direction where Scott was last seen dancing with Allison.
I looked over and saw Scott doubled over in pain. Then I saw him take off through the house. When I looked back over at Derek he was gone too.
I quickly stumbled over to Allison.
"Do you know what happened to Scott?" She asked.
"He wasn't feeling good before you guys came out. He didn't want to cancel," I lied.
"Well he was my ride home…"Allison said.
We both ran through the house and out front just in time to see Stiles drive off and Scott's car was missing.
"Now what?" Allison said.
"Hey I'm stuck too, Stiles was my ride," I shook my head.
"You ladies need a ride?"
I turned around and saw Derek standing there.
"Who are you?" Allison asked.
"This is Derek," I said. "He's a mutual friend of mine and Scott's."
"I'm Allison."
"Yeah, I know who you are," Derek said. He motioned to his Comoro. "Go ahead and get in."
Allison climbed into the back of the car and I jumped into the front seat.
I pulled out my phone and saw a text from Stiles.
-I'll come back and get you when I find out if Scott's ok.
-Don't bother, getting a ride home from Derek.
I put my phone in my pocket.
Allison gave Derek directions to her house and ten minutes later we pulled into the driveway.
"Thanks for the ride," Allison smiled. "Thea are you going to be ok?"
"I'll be fine, goodnight Allison."
After waving goodbye Derek pulled out of the driveway and headed towards the direction of my house.
I couldn't resist asking the questions that were flooding my head.
"So if you're like Scott why isn't the full moon affecting you?" I asked.
"Oh it does. I just know how to control it," he said.
"Were you the one who bit Scott?"
Derek looked over at me. "Where do you live?"
"No I want an answer."
"Fine I'll just drop you off at the police station, I'm sure your dad would be really happy to see his 16 year old daughter right now."
"I'm almost 18," I corrected him. "124 West Stephen Street."
Derek smiled and shook his head.
After another minute of silence I decided to ask one more question.
"Is Scott going to be ok?"
Derek pulled into my driveway and after putting the car into park he looked at me. "Lookm getting bitten either turns you or it kills you. What you saw tonight was the beginning of the change. He's going to be just fine."
"You promise? He's not going to go ripping peoples' heads off or anything right?"
"I certainly hope not. I'll look after him."
I nodded.
"Need help getting inside?" he asked.
I laughed. "Please…you should see me climb the trellis while extremely intoxicated. I'm pretty talented you know."
"How about we stick to the front door tonight?" Derek shook his head.
I rolled my eyes. "Fine, thanks for the ride."
"Anytime."
I got out of the car and shut the door and walked up to my house. I heard the car drive off after I had gotten into the house and shut the door.
I managed to get myself up the stairs and into the shower where I stood under the hot water for awhile because I was too dizzy to move. I clearly under estimated how much I drank at the party. When I felt decent enough I managed to get out of the shower and pulled on some of Stiles old sweatpants that I stole and a tank top. I picked up my phone and realized that Stiles had called my at least 15 times.
I honestly didn't want to call him back because I was pissed at him for leaving me at the party. When Stiles' name flashed across the screen I rolled my eyes and answered.
"What?"
"Thank God!" he yelled.
"What is your problem?"
"Where the hell have you been?" he asked.
"Where have I been?" I yelled. "You're the jackass that left me drunk and alone!"
"Did he touch you?" Stiles asked.
"What? Did who touch me?"
"Derek, did he hurt you?"
"No, he just gave Allison and me a ride home. He made sure I was ok, unlike my brother."
"Ok I know I screwed up but Scott was turning what was I supposed to do? And Derek is the one who bit Scott and killed that girl in the woods."
"What?"
"And Scott is missing."
"What!"
"He turned and then jumped out his window and took off, I'm going to go look for him."
"Look just come home, we are no use to him right now, we'll go out after getting some sleep," I said.
"Ok. You're right. I'm on my way," he said. "And I'm really glad you're ok Thea. You know I love you."
"I know."
"And if something would of happened to you I would of melted all the good silver in the house to avenge your death," he added.
"I love you too."
Stiles and I woke up at the butt crack of dawn to go and look for Scott. I took out my phone and saw a text from Derek telling me that Scott was ok and where we could pick him up.
We found him exactly where Derek said he would be. We stopped the car and I jumped into the back to allow Scott to get in.
Scott didn't even say anything at first. But after a few minutes he broke the silence.
"You know what the worse part of this is?"
"If you say Allison I'm going to punch you," Stiles said.
"What if she doesn't forgive me?"
I rolled my eyes. "Look I told her you weren't feeling good. Just tell her you got sick."
"Or you could tell her the truth and ravel in the fact that you're a freaking werewolf!" Stiles said a little too enthusiastically.
Scott didn't find that amusing.
"Hey were going to get through this," I said. "I promise Stiles and I will be here for you. We'll chain you up on full moons if we have too."
"Yeah and feed you live mice, we had a Boa once, we could do it," Stiles said.
Scott cracked a smile.
"You can say that we're the best its ok you know…" I laughed.
"You guys are really awesome," Scott said.
Monday came around and I stood outside the school with Stiles watching Scott trying to explain Friday night to Allison.
"She's smiling that's a good sign right?" Stiles asked.
"I would say so," I said.
We both watch as Allison waved goodbye and walked towards an SUV. I watched as a middle aged man got out of the driver's seat walked over and greeted Allison.
"Must be her father," I said to Stiles.
After Allison was inside the car Scott who had started to walk away turned back around to wave to Allison. I watched as he froze. His body tensed.
Mr. Argent smiled and waved at him, Scott barely waved back. Once the car was out of sight Scott walked up to us, the look of shock was rather readable on his face.
"Did she say no?" Stiles asked.
"No, she said yes but…"
"Scott what's wrong?" I asked. "You look like you've seen a ghost."
"You remember me telling you guys about the hunters?"
"Yes…" Stiles and I nodded.
"Her dad's one of them," Scott said. "He's the one who shot me."
Oh shit. This was not good.
End