This story is based during season 4 after Derek returns back to his normal age in Episode 2, I don't own the teen wolf characters apart from my OC.

Sunlight was trying to filter through the curtains lightening the dark plain room the following morning. Sophia shuffled over, trying to change positions and get herself comfortable as she could feel her whole body ache. Snuggling her face deeper into the pillow her head was perched upon, she breathed in the smell on the pillow, an unfamiliar smell wafting up into her nostrils causing her heart to start thudding in her chest.

Sophia's eyes shot open instantly, a pain shooting up to the top of her head and she scrunched her face up in annoyance at her wrong move. She groaned rubbing her eyes with her finger tips; everything seemed to hurt, like she had been hit by a bus several times.

Sighing she raised up from the bed she was laying on taking in her surroundings, the four walls what made the room were grey, two large windows with old looking curtains where the sun was trying to come through stood on one of the walls, there was a wooden chest of draws on the wall opposite the bed, the floor was wooden and the room felt cold and unwelcoming, like it wasn't really used much. She didn't even have any idea where she was or any memory of how she got there.

Gasping Sophia pulled the covers away from her body quickly, noticing she was still dressed in the clothes she had worn to the club however her shoes were the only thing missing. Sighing in relief that whoever home she was now in she hadn't had sex with them or gotten raped or whatever dreaded thing she could think of that could happen to her when she was not in control of herself. All she could remember from last night was meeting some guy at the bar, then dancing and drinking with him before it all just went black and then there was nothing. She felt disgusted at her actions to say the least.

Lost in her own thoughts, Sophia hadn't even noticed that the bedroom door had flung open and that someone else was now in the room with her. Derek slowly wondered into the room after sensing the girl he had met and took home last night was now awake and alert of her new environment. Standing in front of the bed Sophia was sat in, her head rolled up to look at Derek and a look of shock washed over her face at the sight of the older guy in front of her, not expecting it to be him who she had spent the night with and now woke up in what she was guessing his room.

"Holy shit" Sophia muttered to herself suddenly feeling self-conscious about the lack of clothing she was wearing and how bad she probably looked to the man. She knew who he was now; her sober mind was definitely trying to tell her that she knew the man last night and she was correct on that one. "You're Derek Hale"

"Why yes I am" he responded to Sophia slyly taking a seat down on the end of the bed.

"No way, I knew I recognised you!" Sophia exclaimed her mind trying to remember their conversation at the bar last night but it was just like a blank to her, she couldn't remember a thing about it and she was in astonishment to think she had gotten involved with Derek. "I can't believe I just spent the night with you, in your bed, this is so wrong, you're like an old man to me"

Derek scoffed somewhat offended by the young girl who had basically made it out to be like he was in his late sixties rather than his real age what was in his nearly mid-twenties. "I know I'm older than some of the people I hang I around this town with, but I'm not that old"

Sophia shook her head stunned that this guy really didn't have any idea of what he had gotten himself involved with. When he found out he was going to want to get Sophia away from him as fast as he possibly could. There was no way he would want anything to do with her if he found out about her. "Oh trust me Derek, you have no idea how old I really am"

Derek's eyes left hers when he had previously been looking at and averted over to her chest area which was hanging over the top of the duvet and then back up to her face were she was looking at him anxiously. "I know you were under aged at the club but you don't look that young"

"I'm in high school" Sophia stated clearly knowing that Derek probably thought she may be a few years younger than him by the way she styled herself on nights out, it was all an act and some people believed it. "I'm only a junior"

"You're what? You're a junior?" Derek without any warning flew up from the edge of the bed, his eyes wide and Sophia could see that his breathing had gotten a bit heavier from her reveal. All Sophia could do was nod back at him, worried that his reaction was going to end badly after the things she had heard over the years about Derek.

Derek brought his fingers up to his nose and pinched it lightly his eyes shutting as he did so like he was stressed out. Sophia watched him biting down on her bottom lip as she swung her legs out of the side of the bed and noticed her heels on the floor. Bending down to pick them up, she wondered over to him ignoring the banging headache the dreaded hangover working its magic on her.

"Look, just forget you even met me okay? I'll forget you too. I'll go back to being a teenager in high school and you can go back to doing whatever you do" Sophia told him heading over to the door ready to get out of there and leave, pretending like nothing even happened between the two, even if something did happen.

Before Sophia could even grab the door handle, Derek stopped her standing in front of her against the door trapping her from going anywhere. "It's not that easy. There was a reason I spoke to you at the bar" Sophia frowned up at waiting for him to continue, confusion written all over her face. "I went to the bar because I needed to just forget some stuff for just one night, I had a pretty crap few weeks and when I was with you, I felt different"

"Different as in?"

Derek was about to speak when he heard voices coming from downstairs and he mentally cursed in his head knowing that he was going to have to face the reality sooner than he would have hoped. Taking hold of Sophia's wrist he gently pulled her back over to the bed and sat her down on top of it "Just listen to me for a second, I have some business to take care of downstairs, so can you just wait here till I get back and I promise I'll take you home when I'm back"

Sophia nodded quickly at him following his instructions as she watched him go back over to the door knowing not to argue with him, she didn't want to get on his bad side "Wait" she called out to him "What kind of business?"

"Just some stuff" Derek answered her giving her a fake smile not wanting to have to lie to the girl, she was too innocent to have gotten involved with him in the first place and for once in his life he felt guilty for even taking her home last night.

Sophia noticed how his smile faded and his eyes drop down to the floor like he was hiding something from her and that something he didn't want her to find out about. However, Sophia had a gut feeling she knew what she was on about. Her whole teen years of growing up, she was brought into this world and she had learnt and seen so much about it that she wasn't hardly ever scared, she was used to it and it meant she already understood Derek just that little bit.

Derek grabbed hold of the door handle and left the room, not even taking any last minute look at Sophia as he did so before he walked down the steps leading to the ground floor of his loft, what he called home. Reaching the bottom step, he made his way over to the small couch where his uncle was already assembled upon and a woman he didn't know much about sat opposite on a wooden chair, her legs perched on the coffee table in the space between them.

Derek's uncle raised his eyebrows up at his nephew suggestively referring to Derek's little acquaintance upstairs as Derek shook his head irritated at his assumption taking a seat beside him. "The tables Italian" Peter, Derek's uncle indicated to the woman who remained with her feet up on the surface.

"So are these boots" the woman responded back smartly looking between her shoes and Peter, Derek smirking slightly with his head down wanting to just get this over and down with. "Are we going to talk Interior design in Fashion or are we going to talk numbers?"

Peter sighed leaning forward on the sofa, Derek beside him picking up some sunglasses and looking back at his reflection in them the woman observing him as he did so. Peter pulled out some paper from his pocket along with a pen and wrote a sum of money down onto before he slammed the pen down onto the table and slid the note towards her. The woman picked it up reading over it and began writing back on the same bit of paper, sliding it back their way.

Peter viewed her writing on the paper getting irritated at what he saw "We're hiring you to find, Kate. Not assassinate the president"

Derek looked between the pair as the woman spoke up a serious tone in her voice "I was hired by the Calaveras to find Kate, you're hiring me to find her first. Going against the Calaveras is what's going to cost you"

Peter grabbed the pen and scribbled a number onto the paper and shoved the paper and pen to her. She didn't even look at what he had wrote; she slid the paper back earning a dramatic sigh from Peter who had now gotten up from the couch whilst Derek picked up the paper and tore it up in his hands. "We'll pay" he said calmly to the woman his approach more different to his uncles "Just find Kate. That's all I want"

Meanwhile, Sophia sat anxiously on the bed counting the minutes she had been sat up here in Derek Hales room while Derek was downstairs doing god knows what. She had literally just then counted to ten minutes, something she had decided to do to cure her boredom and hope that the time would go quick. A loud slam of a door closing downstairs startled her out of her thoughts and she thought that maybe Derek had gone and left her here all alone.

Standing up from the bed, she made her way over to the door ready to find out what the hell was going on and if she had any way of getting out of this place and back home where she could actually cure her hang over. Carefully she walked out of the room, her shoes still clutched in her hand and she came to an abrupt halt at the beginning of a spiral staircase. She could hear footsteps from below her and that's when she knew that maybe she wasn't alone.

"Are you insane?" Sophia heard a strangers voice yell causing her to jump slightly at the rage in his voice making her bend down and hold onto the banister, trying to hide away so she wasn't seen but also listen in at the same time to what was going on.

"We didn't have a choice" Derek said sadly and Sophia sighed in relief that Derek hadn't gone and left her that he was still there and planned to keep his promise. Her eyes wondered over to the scene in front of her as she could see another older man present in the room, Derek's back was turned, and his palms leant against a table where the other person was now heading over to. "We spent a week looking for her and we came up with nothing"

"If we don't find out who told Kate about the vault, we don't get those bonds back. What do you think I'm going to do then, huh? Get a job, my resume is slightly out of date" He stopped behind Derek an angered look plastered on his face and all Sophia could do was feel sorry for Derek. "We got robbed, Derek"

The man grabbed hold of his shoulder and was about to spin him around shouting 'Robbed' again when Derek viciously spun around taking hold of the other man's wrist. Derek's face had changed completely; his face had turned into wolf form, his eyes now a strange greeny yellow colour and fangs began to pop out of his mouth as Derek growled back at the man. Sophia's hands up to her mouth in amazement at the sight beneath her, her breathing stepping up a few paces. She knew now that all the stories she had been told were now true. Derek Hale was in fact a werewolf.

"Oh that's a new look for you" the other man told Derek who had now finished growling at him and pulled himself off of the man breathing heavily. "What happened to your eyes?"

Derek tried to calm himself down before he responded to him his face now back to normal but he still looked pissed at what had happened or been happening. "I don't know, but I'm willing to pay to find out"