Soooo...I couldn't wait to post this on Sunday and decided to post it today. :P

This story, I have an idea of what I want to do and the general plot line but details are still sketchy and the POV and style of writing for it might change. However, this story revolves solely around D&A (need a pairing name!) There will be interactions etc with the other characters but this is a strong D&A story.


Chapter One: First Meeting


Allison watched as the car sped away from Lydia's house, utter confusion and hurt plainly seen on her features. Scott had left her stranded at the party. That's just great. Her thought process was cut short by a smooth voice coming from behind her. Allison spun around and eyed the man with the slight smile on his face. It seemed genuine enough but she could easily tell that he was uncomfortable smiling. His hair was spiked up and gelled to look obnoxiously messy perfect but the look fit him well. The black leather jacket that hugged his form and well-guarded green eyes were clear signs to stay away. They were such a contrast to the friendly smile on his lips.

"How do you know my name?" She asked him curiously, briefly wondering if she should be more apprehensive or frightened that a stranger knew her name especially one who was clearly older than her by nearly ten years.

The smile never faltered on Derek's face and took another step closer to Allison. "Like I said, I'm a friend of Scott's. He mentioned going with you to the party. Not to mention your family is new here. It's pretty big news." Allison took the answer easily enough because it seemed logical. She was about to question him further when he spoke again, cutting her off. "Scott's not feeling well. I can give you a ride home if you'd like?"

Allison faltered at the offer and looked at him again. She didn't know why, couldn't explain it, but she felt comfortable in his presence. She hesitated for a second, questioning her common sense, before nodding sharply. "Yeah, thanks. I'd appreciate it."

No further words were exchanged between them as Derek led her down the street. As they walked by, Allison spotted Stiles and waved at him, puzzled by the look on his face. She shrugged it off and waited by the passenger side of the car that apparently belong to him. Allison gave the Camaro an appreciative once over before getting in when it was unlocked.

She buckled in and gnawed at her nail as he started the car. "I live ne-"

"I know where you live." That statement alone should have caused some sort of negative reaction and probably should have raised flags but it didn't. Allison found that she wasn't even concerned with it. She nodded at him and pulled her jacket tighter around her body. The silence between them was awkward and Allison bit her nails harder, sighing when she broke it. Her mom was going to be upset when she figured out that Allison re-started her habit of biting nails. Her thoughts drifted to the events of the night, mainly focused on Scott. Everything had been going great and she had been having a good time with him. There had been a connection…or at least she had though there had been. She was pissed he had left her stranded a apology and made a mental note to confront him about it Monday at school.

"So..." Allison trailed off, trying to say something to fill the silence that encompassed them as he drove through town. "How long have you known Scott…?"

Derek smirked at her question and tried to conceal it to the best of his abilities but despite his efforts, the corners of his lips were tugged and raised. His eyes glanced at her ever so slightly and he cleared his throat when he caught her watching him, the smirk falling near instantly. "I've known him long enough."

The vague answer had Allison's head buzzing with questions again. It seemed a little odd to her that a sixteen year old would be friends with someone who was a few years their senior. However, who was she to judge. Suddenly, his name finally registered and her head spun to look at him. "You said your name was Derek Hale right?"

She watched as he turned to look at her with a cautious gleam in his eyes. He was trying to figure out why she had asked so suddenly. His green eyes found their way back to the road and he gave a sharp nod. "Why?"

The confirmation made Allison connect the pieces on why his name had sounded so familiar. From the moment they arrived in town, Allison had heard whispers of a Hale being back. At the beginning, the name had meant nothing to her. But as the days dwindled on, she caught pieces of the odd or two conversations revolving the name around town. Not only that, but she had heard the odd whispers here or there coming from her parents about the Hales. She had heard enough to know that the Hale family was practically gone. Burned in a house fire. Allison had been horrified when she heard that. She couldn't imagine losing her family like that. From the rumors, that meant he had to be around twenty-three years old. But the rumors also claimed that he and his sister, apparently the sole survivors apart from their comatose uncle, had fled to New York. So why would he be back?

"Your family was the one that died in the fire all those years ago, right?" She saw his grip tighten dramatically on the steering wheel, his knuckles turning ghostly white. His jaw clenched and Allison swore she heard his teeth grind together. Suddenly, she felt bad for bringing it up.

"That's none of your business." His voice was firm but yet somehow remained polite.

Allison gnawed on her lip, glancing at him again. She analyzed him, watching over the facial expressions. The emotions were hidden well but Allison could see them. There was an overwhelming look of guilt under the hard mask. The sadness and anger was palpable. Allison fiddled with her hands and took a deep breath, debating on whether to further push the subject. "You know you shouldn't feel guilty. I can't imagine how it must feel but…it's not your fault."

A glare, eyes filled surprise and disbelief, was the only response she got. Derek didn't say anything else but his whole body tensed, going rigid and Allison suspected that if anyone were to touch him or even speak to him at the moment, he would explode. Wisely, Allison kept her mouth shut on subject and sank into the seat.

The heat was on in the car and she was unsure as to why seeing they were just beginning the fall season. It was still warm outside. She unbuckled her seatbelt and removed her jacket, placing it next to her on the leather seat.

"You can turn the heat off." His voice broke the silence that had taken over and Allison jumped slightly at the unexpectedness of it.

With his permission, Allison reached over and turned off the heat before smiling to herself. "You don't talk much, do you?"

The corner of Derek's lip curled into a smile. "No."

"And you don't smile or show emotion a lot either, huh?"

Another small smile came her way before his lips flattened to a straight line. "No."

Allison nodded to herself and twisted her body to fully face him. She barely registered the fact that he was pulling into her house. "It's a good defense mechanism to avoid getting hurt. You're kind of like this guy from school, Jackson, with his cocky attitude. "She'd be lying if she said she wasn't proud of her ability to read people and of the way Derek looked shocked as he put the car in park. She fidgeted under his intense gaze and she knew he was trying to figure her out. When he didn't speak, Allison decided it would be best to exit the car. "Um…thanks for the ride, Derek." She mumbled as she opened the car door. Derek simply gave her nod in response and Allison internally sighed at the silent response. Before she closed the door, Allison peeked her head back inside. "See you around?"

Derek looked at her and couldn't help but smirk again. "Maybe."

Pleased with the verbal answer, Allison nodded and shut the door. She waited until the car was far away to start the walk to the front door. Allison groaned when she realized she had left her jacket in his car and hit her head against the front once she had shut it. However, the more she thought about it the less of a bad thing it seemed. It meant Derek had to come looking for her. She wasn't sure why she wanted to see the man again, but she was intrigued by him and had come to like him in the short minutes spent with him. With a smile on her face, she kissed her dad's cheek and gave her mother a hug, before heading upstairs to her room.


Kinda iffy on this chapter. Let me know what you guys think. I would love opinions on it :)

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