Okay so the first chapter was a little weird for Chloe and Derek. I mean when have you ever read about Chloe and Derek reacting like that to each other. I know they're in love but still. I'm going to try to make the characters act more like them selves but for now here's a little surprise for y'all. You guys remember Liz right? Well here's chapter two, enjoy…

Derek and I layed in the field until it started getting dark. We figured the others would start to worry about us, and I was afraid that my aunt would jump to conclusions about what Derek and I were doing for so long. We walked back hand in hand. Of course my clumsy self kept tripping over branches and twigs and Derek had to catch me before I fell on my face. Though those times he caught me, I never wanted him to let get up. I'd prefer to just stand there in his arms and make out with him endlessly. But we didn't.

It was weird for me to be reacting to him like this. I've known him for months and this was like the first time I wanted anything physical from him. We started out hating each other in the beginning, and then we became somewhat friends. Then we started developing feeling for each other. Now we were totally attracted to each other in love…and possibly lust too.

"So about that date…" Derek started, but was interrupted when I whipped my head around after hearing, "Hey stranger." I looked back the way I heard the voice come from and saw a ghost leaning up against a tree. She had long blond hair, and she wore a long Mickey Mouse tee and giraffe socks. It wasn't just any ghost, it was Liz. She stood smiling. She gave me a knowing look, telling me that she saw what Derek and I had just been doing.

I blushed and said, "Its Liz." I waved at her, and started blushing again when Liz looked Derek up and down and then winked at me. Derek's brows pushed together. He couldn't see Liz, so he didn't know why I was suddenly blushing wildly. I smiled and said, "Um, Derek and I were just on our way back to the hotel—"

"I'm sure you were. I just wanted to let you know that Simon and Kit are about thirty feet ahead of you guys looking for you—"

"Crap," I muttered, just as Derek said, "My dad and Simon are coming." He took my hand and we started heading toward kit and Simon. Liz stayed behind us muttering things about how she never got a chance at true love, and how unsettling it was to see Derek and me almost stripping each other in the middle of a field. I almost laughed but then the thing about her never having a chance at love really bothered me. Liz didn't deserve to die the way she did.

I remember that night that Liz was taken away. The nurses at the Lyle house told us that Liz was going to be okay. She ended up getting killed. From then on I've seen and been with Liz and she'd been helping us along the way. Though this was the first time I'd seen her since the incident with the Edison group.

I still felt so bad for Liz. She wasn't that much older than me and she was killed before she even had a chance at real life. Then she lingered here with us to help keep us safe when she could be moving on to a more suitable place for ghost.

I sighed and looked back at Liz. She was skipping along the path like everything was perfectly okay for her. She looked up at me and smiled. I tried to smile back but it was unauthentic.

"Hey, Chloe," Simon called when he spotted us. "We were wondering where you two wondered off to." He came up beside us and linked his arm with my free one. "Aunt Lauren's a little agitated right now. She's going crazy wondering where you two are." He smiled at me, but then he frowned at Derek. "You know you shouldn't have taken her out with out dad's permission." Simon stiffened when Derek glared at him, and I was thankful I was between them. Not that Derek would ever do anything to hurt Simon.

"He's right Derek," Kit said, finally reaching us. "You should have also informed Lauren that you were taking her out."

Derek lowered his head. "Yeah. I'll remember that next time."

Kit nodded and led us back towards the motel. "Chloe your aunt would like to speak with you when you get back to your room," kit said without looking back at us.

Oh, great!

"Okay," I murmured softly. I stiffened, knowing what was to come with this little talk that Aunt Lauren were about to have. Derek squeezed my hand softly in reassurance just as Simon gave me a slight nudge of comfort. Then they both gave each other the oddest look. Oh, please. Don't you two dare be getting jealous of each other. I so don't need that between two brothers.

"Are they okay?" Liz asked coming to stand beside me. The boys started glaring at each other and I noticed that they were starting to harden their grips on me. I cleared my throat trying to get their attention. They ignored me and went on glaring.

"Um, guys." I cleared my throat again. They finally looked at me, their faces softened.

"I thought Simon said it was okay for Derek to go out with you?" Liz said measuring their expressions.

"I did too," I answered.

"What?" Simon asked.

I gave them both defiant looks and sighed. "What are you guys doing?"

They didn't answer me at first, but then Liz picked up a stick and poked Derek with it.

"What the—"

"It's Liz," I explained. "She wants to know the same thing. What are you guys doing?"

"I'm not doing anything," Derek mumbled.

"Ditto on that for me," Simon said glaring at Derek again.

"Really? So you're not trying to get all touchy feely with Chloe?" Derek growled. Touchy feely? What?

"No!"

Oh my freaking God! This was just great. They are fighting over me and I can't get in between brothers a ruin their relationship.

"Guys," I said.

"Why would you even think that?" Simon asked, totally ignoring me.

Derek stopped and jerked me toward him. "I don't know. Maybe because you've got your hands all over her."

Simon then jerked me toward him. "Guys!"

"She and I are just friends! What? Are you going to steal that away from me too?" He started pulling me behind him.

"Simon," I warned. It was not a good thing for Simon to be putting himself between me and Derek. Considering I was Derek's—the word he used just last week—mate, Derek was pretty overprotective.

"I didn't steal anything away from you!" Derek roared. "You told me it was fine for me to like Chloe so I took that as an okay to go out with her." That's right Simon did. When Derek found out that Simon liked me, he didn't want to try anything with me in case it might hurt Simon's feelings. But then Simon figured out that I really liked Derek and he said it was okay for Derek to go out with me. But now…

I saw Liz looking back and forth between the guys urgently, then wide eyes at me. "I'm getting Kit," she said picking up another stick, and then she ran in the direction that Kit had disappeared in. I hadn't noticed that Kit had walked away from us. Did he know what was going to happen? No, how could he. There should, would be no reason for these guys to be acting like this.

"Yes, I said that. But now you're acting like an overprotected loser. I can't even be friendly toward her without you thinking I'm trying to jump her bone!"

Derek growled and stalked toward Simon. Simon stood his ground. I jumped in between them and put my hands on both their chests.

"Guys! Knock it off!" I yelled. They stayed in their positions and I could feel them both shaking under my hands. I pushed against them and yelled, "What in the hell are you guys doing!" They started shifting uncomfortably at the tone of my voice. They stared at me as I started my lecture.

"You guys are both acting like idiots and I am not going to put up with it!"

"Hey! What going on here?" Kit asked running up beside me. Instead of answering, I ran off toward the hotel. I was almost on the verge of crying and I didn't want to be around Simon or Derek when I did. This was terrible. I couldn't believe that they were almost about to—I couldn't imagine what they were about to do—over me. It was unreasonable.

I loved Derek but Simon was right about his over protectiveness. And Simon was liked my best friend now, but urging Derek on like that was the most stupid thing you could do. No one stands in between Derek and me.

I got back to the hotel room I was staying at with Tori and Aunt Lauren, and I ran straight to the bathroom and locked the door. I was crying now, but I could hear Aunt Lauren and Tori banging on the door.

"Chloe what wrong?" Aunt Lauren sounded scared.

"Chloe please open the door!" Tori yelled.

"No! It's my entire fault!" I yelled back. I climbed into the bathtub and curled myself into a little ball.

"Chlo? What's your fault?" Aunt Lauren asked.

I didn't answer back. I just sat there crying. I put on the shower and sat there soaking myself. I caused Derek and Simon there biggest fight ever. Who says I wasn't going to do it again? I guess I was just overreacting but it still hurt to know that I was the cause of that problem, and possibly a lot of other problems too. It might have been better if I wasn't even alive, I thought spotting a knife on the sink counter.