Come on people, I know you're reading this. Give me some love or hate here lol. I wasn't going to do four chapters this weekend, but it was killing me knowing I had the chapters ready so here ya go! Enjoy!

I DON'T OWN TEEN WOLF

"Oh my god, her Dad wants to kill me." Scott comes to the realization as he and Stiles walked to the field for another practice.

"Now, calm down." She began giving him a shoulder rub, in order to calm his nerves. "Are you even sure that he recognized you?" She asked him. Scott shook his head. "See no harm, no foul." She told him. "Gee, thanks." He told her, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Anything, I can do to help." She replied with a grin on her face.

While Stiles watched the practice, she felt a presence. The same presence she felt at the party and the same day she and Scott were looking for his inhaler. Oh God why is he here? She didn't have to look to know that Derek was somewhere close by watching them. Scott must've felt it too because he looked right at her before getting tackled by Jackson Whittmore. She winced as she heard the impact. "Come on Scott, shake it off!" She cheered toward her friend.

It was about a second before Scott got up and his whole demeanor changed. It changed all together like he was a different person. When the coach blew the whistle again, the practice commenced. Only this time it looked like no one was able to touch Scott. It wasn't until Scott ran into Jackson head on did Stiles realize what was happening. The impact was hard and rough. Jackson's body flew into the air and cause him to land on his back.

While, the rest of the team circled around the fallen player Stiles ran after Scott. She got into the locker room when she realized her friend was actually shifting. "Get away from me!" Scott told her. He was struggling to keep calm, but it wasn't working. He tried to get away, but Stiles stupidly followed.

"Scott? Buddy. It's okay. Just stay calm." Stiles told him while trying to stay calm herself. Scott lets a groaning sound. "Stiles you need to leave." Scott warned her again, before disappearing. There was nothing, but silence. That didn't make Stiles feel any better.

"Scott?"

A growling sound answered her and she lets out a gasp. Up on top of the lockers, stood a wolf-Scott and it looked like he was ready to rip her to shreds. As she began to move slowly, the wolf mimicked her moves. Almost as if he dared her to run. And that she did. "Scott! Stop!" She called out to him, but it was no use. The wolf had taken over and here she was about to die.

She knew she couldn't just let her raged wolf friend lose on campus, she had to find some way to stop him. She grabbed the first thing she saw the fire extinguisher. She quickly turned around and begin spraying it towards the wolf. As she stepped out into the hallway, there stood Derek. She got this feeling if Scott came out still a wolf Derek was going to end him.

"What's going on?" He asked her. She knew he knew what was going on, she felt it because of that pull.

"Oh, uh just giving Scott a bit of a cool down." She replied with a huffed breath and a smile.

"With a fire extinguisher?"

"Don't question my methods." She advised him. He took a step towards her, but she waved him away. "No! Uh. Scott doesn't want to people to see him looking ridiculous." He gives her a questioning look. Lame Stilinski, really lame. Derek could smell the fear and confusion rolling off her.

"Stiles?" a voice called out to her. Stiles looked over at Derek as if she wanted to run into his arms or something, but something held her back. Derek noticed this as well as he watched her go back into the room. Derek knew he was going to have to deal with the beta one way or another. He also begin to wonder, why he was having the connection with the girl. He had his work cut out for him.

"Scott?" She saw Scott sitting on the bench in the room. Scott got up and hugged her. "Thank goodness. I thought I hurt you." Stiles gives him a small laugh.

"Nothing a fire extinguisher can't fix." She joked holding up her weapon of choice, "But I do have some news. I read that aggression or anger can trigger a shift." Scott looked at her like she was stupid. "In case, you haven't noticed lacrosse is a very aggressive sport." She nodded her head.

"Yeah, so what are you going to do?"

"I have no idea."

When Stiles got home she found an expected visitor in her room. It was none other than Derek Hale, standing by her window. There was that feeling again. It was almost as if he was calling out to her. Trying to ignore the feeling, "How did you get in here?"

Derek pointed at the window. "It was unlocked and before you ask. I simply followed your scent." Stiles wasn't sure wither she should be appalled or flattered. "I know you're feeling this pull that we have to each other." He said simply. Stiles was sort of happy that she wasn't just imagining it.

"Uh, yeah. What exactly is that?" She asked him. He walked over to her and Stiles slowly backed into her chair causing to sit right in it. Derek squatted down to her level. Stiles nearly freaked.

"To keep it short and simple. You and I are soul-bonded." He told her. Stiles looked confused at him.

"You mean like soul mates?" She said wanting some clarification. Derek nods his head. "Like married?" Derek shook his head.

"No, we haven't done anything yet to actually establish a relationship. There are two steps for it to become a permanent things. The exchange of the blood and the exchange of two objects." He explained to her.

"Oh, God please don't say like wedding rings." She dreaded. This earned her a glare. "No. It can be anything." He said. He pulled out an arrowhead necklace from his pocket and placed it in her hand. "Wear this and keep it on. It's the only thing that allows us to communicate with each other. We can hear each other's thoughts and feel each other's emotions. If you take it off the link will be broken." Stiles shook her head as if she was declining him.

"Uh, no thanks." She told him.

"Look, we can do this the easy way or hard way." He told her. She looked at him. Shouldn't this kind of thing be taken slow and steady? "Think of it as a way of me knowing if you're in danger of Scott attacking you again." He was getting impatient.

"You knew about that?"

Derek nodded his head. "Your heart skips a beat when you lie." He told her casually. "Are you going to up it on or not?"

Stiles figured she wouldn't have a choice in the matter, so she casted the necklace around her neck. Derek gives her a small smile. Suddenly, Stiles felt everything Derek felt. A sense of happiness and longing, but there was also a sense of fear.

"Funny, what I'm feeling from you doesn't match your expression." She told him, with a small smile. Derek eyes widened at the girl's statement. Stiles noticed the awkwardness and quickly handed him something in return. "Here, I have this angel pendent I can give you." She placed it in his hands.

"Good, now that just leaves one more thing."

"What's that?"

Derek leaned over and kissed her. It was surprising. It was slow and sweet almost as if he was holding back, but Stiles couldn't help to notice that she wasn't exactly pushing him away. He suddenly stopped and quickly left out the window. This left a confused Stiles alone. Slow and steady my ass,she thought.

Later that evening Stiles and Scott were on video chat.

"What's the news on Jackson?" Scott asked her. They were both in their rooms supposed to be working on homework, but with the two of them it rarely happened.

"Coach said that his shoulder was dislocated and he might not be able to play on Saturday. Meaning you my friend will be expected to play. I, however, feel otherwise. I don't think you should." She told him.

"Stiles, I cannot not play." He told her. Stiles shook her head at him. "Yeah, but you can't go around breaking every lacrosse player there is either." She pointed out to him. "There's got to be a way for me to control it." Scott told her, but she didn't hear him. The connection began to get spotty and Stiles sees a shadow in the background behind Scott. She quickly begins to type him a quick message.

"Looks like somebody's behind you?" Scott reads the message a loud before get thrown into a wall. In front of him stood Derek.

"If you even think about playing Saturday or shifting and attacking Stiles again. I'll end you myself." He warned Scott.

Scott had a look of dread on his face when he came from meeting with the Coach.

"What did he say?" Stiles asked him as they were walking. "Coach said he will bench me if I don't play on Saturday." Scott said still processing the news.

"What? He can't do that." Stiles exclaimed. As they were about to turn the corner Stiles noticed her dad and another officer talking to the principal. She pulled him back around the corner as they both peeked around the corner. "What are they saying?" She asked him.

Scott uses his super hearing to hear the sheriff talking about establishing a curfew for people under 18. Scott relayed her the message. "That's complete bull. Derek kills somebody and he gets to walk around free, while some of us suffer." Soul-bonded or not Stiles wasn't exactly sure what to believe when it came to Derek, but if her attended was a killer, she was sure as hell not going to let him get away with murder. "We got to find that part of the body." She told Scott. Scott for once agreed.

"You'd think we would have learned our lesson the first time when we came out here." Scott told her. They were in the woods again and came across a burnt up house. On the mailbox the name Hale appears. "Are you sure we should be doing this?" Scott asked her.

"Scott, we can't have a killer roaming around free. We just need to find the half of the body. Once we do that. We call it in and Derek gets booked for murder." Stiles explained. She had taken off the necklace just in case there was any truth in what Derek had said the previous night.

As they roamed around the side of the house Scott smelled something. It was as if it was coming from the ground. "Stiles over here!" Scott called out to her.

"What?"

"I smell something weird coming up from the ground."

They both dropped to their knees and began digging with their hands. It was a few minutes before they come across a black bag. "What do you think is in it?" Stiles asked her friend. Scott licked his lips.

"Only one way to find out."

Scott unzipped the bag and uncovers half of what seemed like an actual wolf. This discovery freaked them both out. "Oh my god!" Stiles exclaimed, "Is it real?"

"I would say so." Scott told her. Stiles looked around to make sure they hadn't attracted any kind of unwanted attention, but something catches her eye. She goes over and looked it over.

"Hey, Scott do you know if Wolfsbane even grows in the woods?"

"Why are you worried about that? We have half of a dead animal here." Scott responded. Stiles attempted to pick it up, but it felt like it was being held down by something. As she continued to pull Scott noticed how she kept going around and around. Almost as if she's was going into a spiral.

"Are you quite finished yet?" Scott asked her. He noticed that his friend's face had paled. "Uh Scott…" She said looking right past him. Scott followed her direction and his eyes fell onto the upper body of a young girl.

"Stiles…I think you need to call your Dad."