Author's notes

I own any ghosts in this chapter but that and the events that happen in this exact story is all I own. Sorry to be repetitive but Derek's werewolf change is gonna be in here somewhere, differently but sort of the same as the one in the book.(The Awakening) Read, enjoy and review!

Chapter Two

My thirst suddenly forgotten, I raced though the doors, not bothering to be quiet. After all, he could hear me no matter how hard I tried to be silent, so what would be the point?

I knew Derek wouldn't have gone far, after the Edison group had turned up earlier (yesterday or today?) he wouldn't want to stay to far from Simon and everyone. Especially since the near disappearance of Andrew who could end up turning to the Edison group at any minute. Not that he wasn't trustworthy-Simon and Derek seemed to trust him completely- but because in the lives we now lived, the only people we could trust were ourselves, at times just barely extending to each other.

Still, last time he had a partial change he had wanted to get as far into the area as possible, though that might have had something to do with the annoying bus driver or other passengers.

While this was going on in my strangely incapable mind, my feet had somehow carried on going, disproving the point that Blondes can't multitask. Then again, having temporarily black hair might have lent me a few extra brain cells.

And my clever feet and found their way to a small clearing only a few meters from where Derek stood. I started to walk forward, positive that he knew I was there. Still, I didn't know whether he was still going to only manage a partial change, or whether it would be a full change, but I was sure that he didn't know either. I decided to alert him of my presence out of politeness, if only because if I didn't he most probably would be really mad at me later. I chose to tell him; I was worried that he might not want help, despite how sincere he sounded last time.

" Derek?" My voice sounded really quietly small, but I knew he heard me.

No reply though. "Derek, it's Chloe. Do you want me to go?" No reply again. I took that as a yes." Sorry. See you." I didn't know why I was apologising but I felt the need to anyway.

I was just turning around to go, when he spoke.

"Chloe? No, Stay. Please." His voice stopped me, even quieter than my own and though strained from pain (changing from human to wolf has to be extremely painful) was broken and childlike. It seemed I was right in assuming that even people like Derek needed to be looked after when they are ill or in pain. That was the only clue he was giving to his immense pain though. At least while he could still say so.

"If you get scared or it gets too bad, leave."

He must have known my reply before I said it though. He has a good memory even if werewolves don't possess psychic abilities.

" You know I wont. I stayed last time, remember?" A grunt in reply. A typical guy thing to do. I figured that it mostly meant yes the exception being when it came with a killer glare.

I walked back over to him, then sat down cautiously on the grass beside him. I didn't want grass stains on the dressing gown provided by Andrew. It wasn't entirely out of politeness. It just wasn't normal to have pyjamas with grass stains on them. It would make people think. He turned, as if to say something, but it got cut off by his yowl- yes it was a yowl rather than a scream – of pain as his body convulsed.

Like last time, I reached up and started rubbing his back, trying to loosen the muscles to make it easier for him. Unlike the last time the movements and the pain seemed to go on for longer without a break, possibly five minutes without any calming, or any signs of a stop. And, it suddenly slowed, like a ripple.

"Derek, it's ok. It seems worse than last time, but its still probably easing you into the whole routine. After all, it has to get worse before it gets better, right?" I didn't really expect a reply when a slightly raspy version of Derek's voice replied.

"Chloe, if I finish the change, run. I don't want to hurt anyone if I can help it; especially if they are as-" Another wave cut him off.

"Derek, if I can still stay here, I will. But I promise that if I can I'm going to get hurt, I'll go." Just for his peace of mind. We both knew I wouldn't really go.

He then rolled back, his screech sounding almost like a growl. His eyes locked with mine, terrified.

The person in front of me wasn't human. It was a wolf.