Hey everyone, here is the 2nd chapter as promised, I hope you enjoy! :D Please keep reviewing and I really appreciate your review Izi Wilson, you really made me smile! :D Thank you everyone who has followed my story too, I'm really enjoying writing this so I may end up updating more than just once a week. I will be trying to keep away from re-writing the tv series and developing my own plot as thing go on.

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When Scott arrived at school he was greeted by the usual sight his best friend Stiles, who was seated on the steps leading into the school, wearing a goofy grin as he watched Lydia Martin stride past him arm in arm with her boyfriend Jackson, who, when he spotted Scott across the school grounds, narrowed his eyes in an attempted threat at the young wolf. Scott simply ignored his fellow lacrosse player and approached his best friend, nudging him with a knee to the shoulder and knocking him out of his love-struck trance. Stiles turned to face his attacker, brows furrowed as he looked up at the person who had interrupted his daydreaming session, upon realisation that it was Scott Stiles' face immediately changed, he grinned up at his friend taking hold of the hand Scott offered to him to help pull him up to his feet. "Hey Buddy!" He boomed at the young Beta, shifting his bag to rest securely on his shoulder. "Hey Stiles." Scott offered back, nodding at his friend as they turned to walk up the steps into the school.

"Do anything interesting last night?" A smirk crossed Stiles' lips, he was now looking out of the corner of his eyes towards Scott trying to tease his friend for his lack of control over his werewolf curse. The young wolf gulped. "Wha… what do you mean?" His cheeks flushed lightly immediately thinking back to the dream of Allison. Stiles raised a hand to stop his friend, nudging him to make him turn and face him, he straight away knew something had happened with the way Scott continued to look towards the school entrance, embarrassment clearly displayed across his features. "Did you and Allison…?" Stiles wiggled his eyebrows in a way to suggest that Scott had managed to get some alone time with the dark haired girl. "What? No! Well… no… not really…" Scott breathed, lowering his hazel gaze, still trying to avoid eye contact with his friend and stuffing his hands into his jean's pockets. "Wait, what do you mean 'not really'?" Stiles' goofy open-mouthed side grin returned as he leaned in closer to Scott, making the other male flush and warm under the pressure. "It's nothing like that!" Scott retorted, still refusing to look Stiles in the eye who huffed and leaned back, folding his arms across his chest. "Well, what was it like then?" The other male questioned, raising an eyebrow and wearing a somewhat disappointed expression. "Well…" Scott muttered, his eyes finally raising to meet Stiles' now curious gaze, the lop-sided grin slowly returning. A sheepish smile spread across Scott's lips and he raised a hand to rub the back of his neck and proceeded to explain his dream to Stiles, who listened intently, nodding in approval as they proceeded into the school.

Upon exiting the through the doors on the opposite side if the school the pair were faced with the scene Scott had described from his dream. Panic filled the teens and they turned on their heels, heading straight back into the school in search of Allison, who they realised why fine when Scott bumped into her, but that raised more questions than answers, who had been attacked on the bus?

The rest of the day passed by like a blur, his mind was fogged, clouded by everything that had happened and questions he couldn't answer, the only other thing that seemed to stick out in his day was when Lydia and her friends joined himself and Stiles at lunch and Scott found out the name of the man he presumed he had attacked the night before and also learnt his date with Allison was now a group date with Allison, Lydia and Jackson and they were going bowling. Scott could not have been any more disappointed with the turn of events. At the end of the day he took the opportunity to visited Derek, who insisted he return to the scene of the attack and use his wolf senses to learn the truth around that night.

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It was as Derek said, when Scott returned to the site of the bus attack, with the help of Stiles, and allowed his wolf senses to take over he began to remember the events that occurred the night before and it was as he feared, he had been a part of the attack but from what he could understand he was not the attacker, in fact he was trying to save the victim from the other wolf, who he believed to be Derek. A soft sigh sounded from the young wolf as he folded clothes and placed them into the drawers against the wall in his bedroom. Though things had become clearer to him there was still one thing niggling at his mind that Stiles had brought to his attention, why had Derek helped him to remember the attack on the bus, didn't he realise he was helping Scott to see the killer he was? His mind flooded with what Stiles had said earlier 'What if it's a pack thing?' What if it was some form of initiation into his pack, to kill with the one who turned him? Scott shook his head slowly, no he was not going to do that, he would not kill with Derek to be accepted into the pack and if that resulted in him being killed in return, so be it, he would rather die than kill a helpless human being.

The hairs on the back of Scott's neck began to prickle. He could feel a pair of eyes staring at him from behind. He didn't move from his position, instead he continued to fold his clothes and put them away in the drawers, assuming it was Stiles stood behind him as the front doors to his house were now locked and when that happened he would enter through the window. A small smile curled at the corners of his lips and he turned to face the other but the smile soon fell from his features and as replaced with a light frown. "Derek?" Scott huffed, eyeing the other male stood before him. The older wolf looked back at Scott, placing his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket and titling his head to the side slightly. There was a sudden aura of annoyance emanating from Scott that was directed at him, which Derek could understand, he had entered the younger boy's home without permission, but chose to shrug off the feeling of tension and proceeded to question the younger wolf. "So, how did it go?" Scott quirked a brow at Derek, not quite understanding the question. "The bus?" The older male asked, releasing a small sigh as he shifted his weight to rest on his left leg. "Oh…" Scott muttered, shaking his head lightly and frowning. "I'm not a killer." He stated, staring intently at Derek's face, watching for any flicker of emotion that may hint at his upcoming actions. "Good. So you understand what happened then?" Scott nodded slowly in response to Derek's question. "Yeah," He begun, shifting his own weight to stand steady, ready for Derek to pounce at him. "You attacked him." The older wolf's features betrayed him, showing a small amount of confusion when he had tried to stay stoic and stern. He understood now why Scott had moved into a fighting stance, the younger male didn't recognise who the attacker was and was quick to jump the gun and point blame at the other male, which he couldn't blame him for doing, Derek had yet to shift into his wolf form in front of the younger male so to him he could be that brute of a wolf.

Derek allowed a small smirk form on his lips and let out a small chuckle, dropping his gaze from Scott's intense scowl for a brief moment. "Okay." He begun and looked back at the younger Beta, not attempting to change his mind, this was something Scott needed to learn for himself and when the time came he would return to Derek for help as they would need one another to survive the upcoming events. "When you're ready to talk come find me." The younger wolf scrunched up his nose in disapproval and watched as the other male left via the window, unless there was some dire reason that he needed Derek it was more than likely he would not seek out the older Beta what so ever. A relieved sigh passed Scott's lips once he was sure the older wolf was gone and he allowed himself to relax before crossing to the window, sliding it shut and flicking the latch to lock it. Derek never denied what Scott had to say, which meant, to the younger male, he was guilty of the attack.

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The next day consisted mostly of school and his group date with Allison, Lydia and Jackson. At first the date was a disaster, Scott could not bowl but with some helpful imagery from Allison he soon upped his game, which attracted both Lydia's and Jackson's attention. Lydia took to trying to gain Scott's interest whereas Jackson threatened the young wolf again and upon returning home Scott learnt some distressing news that Mr Myles had died and he couldn't stop himself from racing back out of his house and into the forest and towards the remains of the Hale house.

Derek was sat on the window ledge of what was once his old bedroom with one leg propped up against the window and an arm resting on the knee, staring out at the forest. It was now mid-October and the leaves had mostly fallen from their trees and lay on the ground, creating warm, colourful patterns around their bases but it was dark outside now and the moon was high in the sky, illuminating the ground with its fantastic white glow, washing all colour from the beautiful patterns. A deep, sad sigh left his lips. His visit to the hospital had gone differently than expected. He had initially gone to the hospital to visit the victim of the Alpha's attack and find out what he remembered but instead was treated to truth around the events that unfolded the day his family was murdered. The man in the hospital bed had been part of the fire, not directly but he was the insurance investigator who ruled the fire as an accident and he had told Derek this before he died. It was as if the man waited for the wolf to arrive and tell him everything from the fire to the investigation and to the bribe to keep quiet and once the guilt of keeping the Argent's secret was gone he let himself die. The older wolf knew that returning to Beacon Hills would reignite old wounds and memories but it was something he was willing to deal with in order to find out what happened to his sister, Laura, and he was nowhere closer to finding the answer to that, the Argents moving to town were his only current lead. Another deep sigh passed his lips and he allowed his head to drop and hang and stare down at the old, wooden window ledge.

The more he thought the more he became angry and his anger amplified as a sudden voice sounded throughout the remains of his home. Derek's gaze raised to look at the wall across from him. He remained still and listened intently. It was Scott who had entered and began shouting to Derek. A sigh sounded from the older wolf, he was not in the mood for this. His eyes flashed blue with annoyance and he began to move, turning his head slowly, ears twitching as he listened and stared at the partly open door of the bedroom. His thoughts had been swimming with the memories of his family's murder and finding Laura torn apart in the forest that he didn't hear the other male enter his home and he really could not be doing with his teenage whiny angst right now. The older wolf let out a long, hard sigh to calm himself down and force his eyes to return to their human blue-green hue, before shifting himself on the window ledge, turning himself to face the door and planting his feet firmly on the ground. The shouting continued as Scott made his way to the first floor of the house, accusing Derek of murder and threatening to tell the Sheriff about him. The young wolf clearly did not understand consequences, if he told people about Derek's true nature he would also end up revealing himself and his relationships to the attacks in the area and with that comment had pushed one button too far, Derek couldn't hold himself back anymore, the young wolf needed to learn his place. Luckily for the older wolf Scott had taken the wrong turn at the top if the stairs and didn't see Derek emerge from the room behind him, the older Beta headed straight for the younger one who turned a bit too late and ended up rolling down the stairs.

"The scene that unravelled happened fast, Scott turned wolf and roared up at Derek, who jumped down the stairs at the younger male's challenge. The young wolf thought it would be a clever idea to attack first and throw Derek through a wall. Upon getting up, cleaning himself off and taking off his leather jacket the older wolf responded with "That was cute" and also turned, revealing to Scott his wolf form for the first time. The young wolf wasn't scared by this and rushed forward causing a fight to ensue between the pair and Derek didn't hold back, he threw Scott against the walls and floor, punched, kicked and slashed at the other. The fight only ended when Derek managed to land a direct hit to Scott's chest slicing open his chest with razor sharp claws. It took a couple of minutes but Derek was finally able to convince the younger wolf he was not the killer and this was backed up by another memory of the attack where Scott saw the Alpha. Derek explained to the younger male what an Alpha was and that he needed his help to find it.

At first Scott was not comfortable with the idea of helping Derek, he couldn't trust the other male but he was soon persuaded otherwise as Derek continued to explain the situation and offer him a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "If you help me Scott I will help protect you from him." The older wolf sat himself down on the small two person sofa beside Scott. "He's going to call out of you every time he needs you, I can be there too and stop you making any mistakes you'll regret." Scott couldn't meet Derek's eyes, he continued to look at the floor, fingers entwined with one another and his foot bouncing nervously on the ground. "I said I will help you, Scott and I will. I'll train you to fight against his control, to control your emotions and control the shift, even on a full moon." The older wolf continued to stare at the younger male and he placed a hand on the shoulder closest to him, giving it a small squeeze. Scott let out a small sigh and he relaxed under Derek's grasp. There was no better option for him to take, Derek was all he had to help him with the werewolf curse and he doubted the Alpha cared for anything else other than killing the innocent. "Okay." Scott finally said, lifting his soft hazel gaze to meet that of Derek's stern blue-green gaze. "I'll help you but you have to promise you will keep Allison, Stiles and everyone safe." The older wolf's eyes narrowed at the younger male, he didn't really care for the other's friends but he knew he would have to agree in order to keep Scott on his side, so he nodded once before standing up. "C'mon, I'll take you home." Scott offered Derek a small tight lipped smile as a thank you and too stood up and followed the other out of the house and to his car.

Derek watched as Scott clambered into the passenger's side of the car before looking out into the forest, eyes slowly scanning between each tree and then stopped when his gaze met a pair of deep red orbs staring back at him. He knew they weren't alone, there had been a light pressure of power in the surrounding air, Scott wouldn't have picked up on it in his current state, he was too tired and emotionally strained to notice a small change in the atmosphere but Derek picked up on the pressure the moment he had calmed down after the fight. Scott was being unknowingly followed by the Alpha, perhaps he was still angry at the young Beta for disobeying his orders or maybe he was keeping tracks on the young one, trying to find his weaknesses and use them against him. Derek's gaze narrowed at the Alpha and he stared a moment longer, waiting to see what it would do. It only continued to watch, breathing slowly and heavily. Derek was about to say until Scott cut in, disturbing his moment with the much bigger wolf. "What happened to your window?" The older wolf looked down, completely forgetting he was missing a window on the driver's side and opened the car door, when he looked back into the forest the red gaze was gone, he glared out into the darkness a moment longer before slipping into the car. "I had a run in with the hunters." He responded and started the engine, speeding off out of the forest and towards the younger wolf's home.

The car journey was pretty quiet, mostly due to Derek not making much of an effort to keep a conversation going and obsessively checking his mirrors for any sign of the red gaze, he had seen it follow them out the forest but lost it as they entered the street where Scott's home resided. They pulled up outside of Scott's house and sat in silence for a moment before Scott sighed and shifted to look at Derek. "Thanks…" He muttered. "For… y'know…" He shrugged and the older wolf scoffed. "Get some sleep." He responded, quirking his brow at the younger male. Scott offered another tight lipped smile and climbed out of the car. The older wolf didn't leave until he was sure the younger wolf was safe inside the house and when he began to pull back out onto the road he caught sight of the red gaze, darting off towards the town. The older wolf narrowed his gaze again and scrunched up his nose, now was his opportunity to do some hunting of his own. He put his foot down on the accelerator and took off after the Alpha, determined to get a closer look at him.