Hollywood Magic

Wasn't sure if I liked this chapter, but hopefully you all will…

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Warnings: M/M - don't like don't read

Derek/OC

Spoilers: Up to and including Magic Bullet

Disclaimer: I own nothing!

Summary: What if Derek was so detached and angry because he had his true love but a mysterious event had taken his lover's memories of him? See what happens when that love returns and cracks start to appear in the barrier holding back those memories…

Sometimes it really did amaze me how vivid my dreams are. Even now, I was convinced I could feel Derek's arms around my waist, pressing me against his chest. Heck - I swear I could smell him. Then I heard him whisper good morning and felt his breath ruffle my hair. Titling my head up as I opened my eyes, I was pleasantly surprised to receive a kiss to my forehead. If this is a dream, then I don't know what reality is anymore. Swinging my leg over Derek I was soon straddling his waist, whilst leaning in to give him a good morning kiss of my own making. Of course I hadn't taken into account the way Derek moved his hands along the backs off my thighs. Biting down on his lower lip with more force than was necessary caused a small growl to escape my lover.

Claws were now digging into my legs. Not painful, but not exactly what I was going for either. Breaking the kiss, I met a pair of ice blue eyes freezing me in my place. He had shifted. That was when I remembered that when we were together before, I had always kept the change at bay using magic. After a lot of effort I'd convinced Derek that he wasn't a threat to me - which was why I'd never told him the real reason he no longer shifted before when things got heated. Well that explains why he didn't think to warn me - he didn't think he had to.

Kissing him again and a flicker of magic later I was pulling away from a very human looking Derek. "I'm going for a shower Mr. Hale, care to join me?" Faster than I could blink, his confused expression changed to one filled with excitement as I dragged him into the shower.

I may have my memories of him back, but damn seeing him naked under a torrent of water was appealing - even if it wasn't for the first time. Derek held my wrists above my head as he trailed kisses down my neck. My back pressed against the cold tiles causing me to instinctively arc forward further moulding myself against Derek. His teeth grazed the lower part of my neck as he started to mark me. He was marking me. Well two can play at that game. Derek gasped in surprise at my own attempt at marking so I whispered into his ear "Back together again then."

Lips smiling against my ear he replied "I wouldn't have it any other way.."

My entire body froze as I sensed the presence watching the house again. Derek stepped back to look at me with concern etched on his face. "What's wrong?"

"The witch is back. We'll finish this later." Quickly cycling through a range of spells we were mostly dry, I had to rush the spell a little, and dressed. I may have made Derek's jeans slightly tighter to emphasise his ass more - I blame the interruption stopping me from lowering my hormone levels. Appearing along side Derek in the woods I felt his mood change as his nostrils flared. Reaching out I became aware of the alpha's energy nearby - along with the witch's.

Red eyes loomed out of the bushes before us, soon followed by a snarling alpha. I spun around to face where the witch had appeared, also shifted, and launching a fireball at Derek's exposed back. Outrage coursed through me, pulsing out in energy that bubbled around the fire and redirected it back at the mysterious figure. Luckily for him, he had moved fast enough to avoid the blast - which had blown a small crater into the damp floor. Derek charged head on at the alpha, who was sent hurtling backwards. Once again the alpha turned tail and ran. Something was wrong - alpha's didn't flee twice. In fact alpha's don't run from a fight. Ever. However, logic seemed to have escaped Derek, as he pelted after the beast into the still dark depths of the forest. Just how early was it?

Flames reined down upon me, as they poured from my opponents hands. This guy sure liked his Hollywood magic. Almost entirely show and lacking the smallest punch pos- my thoughts were derailed as my shield cracked. Okay so not entirely for show. A shadowed fist took me by surprise as it whipped from the side causing me to sail backwards onto my ass. "Oh no you knocked me over whatever shall I do" I couldn't help but mock him - he really had no idea who he was dealing with. Levitating up from the ground, I felt the power pour from me as I launched a barrage of missiles. My eyes were glowing a brilliant ocean blue now, as I directed more magic outwards easily smashing his shields into oblivion and pummelling the coward behind them. A casual flick of my wrist caused lightning to strike my assailant, blasting him onto his back. Raising a hand I pinned him against a tree, which encased his entire body in bark from the neck down. "You think you have won? This is only the beginning." He actually sneered at me. He is really odd. Why did his voice sound vaguely familiar - more importantly why did it make me want to pummel him into a bloody pulp? "Well I don't see you going anywhere anytime time soon." For a guy pinned to a tree he looked far too smug…

White hot pain slashed through my arm as Kate Argent put a bullet in Derek's arm. Momentarily distracted I couldn't react fast enough to stop the were-witch from shattering the bark and sending me flying into a tree with an audible crack. "Told you so." Immensely full of himself, he vanished, mission accomplished. Reaching down I found the remains of my phone cracked in half. Great.

I couldn't feel any pain coming from Derek anymore. It must only been a scratch that had healed already.

Unbeknownst to me, Derek had been shot with a wolfs bane bullet that had been enchanted without anyone's knowledge, aside from the were-witch's. The bullet was now slowly killing Derek, whilst blocking my link to him, making me unaware of his need for help.

Stretching lightly to check the damage, I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder. Shutting my eyes to focus, I began to draw in energy from the surrounding flora, whilst the bone to seamlessly knit itself back together. In a matter of seconds it was perfectly healed. A few wild flowers around me drooped slightly from being partially drained, but they would be fine again in a few hours. Magic was a serious time saver.

Dashing across the road caked in mud, I faltered as I heard a noise to my right. Turning, I saw Stiles walking out of his house with a comically shocked expression on his face. "Morning Stiles" Well there was my obligation to make conversation gone. I noticed his eyes take in my appearance and then Derek's Camaro, still parked on the driveway. "H-hey Alex. You riding with Derek again today?" Oh right school - yay.

"Nah he isn't in at the moment, so I'm making my own way in a sec." Hmm I was getting more convincing with my lies. Stiles though, was more observant than I gave him credit for. "You realise right that the school is on the other side of town and we have class in half an hour?" His head was turned to one side as he scrutinised my reaction.

"Hmm yeah I was just going to be a bit late, not like Mr Harris can hate me anymore." So much for being a better liar. I was tempted to just say I'll teleport myself there, but I guess that might make things a bit more difficult. "Well I'm leaving now if you want a lift?" Oh joy oh joy. I guess I can quiz him now on exactly what he saw the other morning. "That would be great thanks Stiles! Just give me a second to leave a note." Dashing inside I grabbed my bag and scrawled a quick note to Derek: Got a lift with Stiles, catch you later. Glancing down, I realised my jeans were still covered in mud. Squinting slightly, the mud instantly turned to dust and flew into the bin.

I was now in the Stiles' jeep when he suddenly turned to me and asked "So what are you exactly?" Talk about being direct. No need to tell him more than he needs to know. "What makes you think I'm something?" Hopefully I will find out exactly what he saw now and save myself having to tell him anything at all. "Well…you arrive then there's this freak storm with Derek chasing after you then you raise your arms and he gets his by a tree and your Mum comes out of your house then you faint, your Mum raises her hand and you levitate into the house, next thing Derek is giving you a lift to school and seems to be living with you." Stiles was gasping for breath now having somehow fit all of his knowledge into one sentence. Mentioning Derek, made me remember how he had told me about his constant threats to Stiles - which gave me an idea. "Hmmm, you sure about that? I mean if you did see all of that and Derek was living with me, then I'd have to be pretty close with him. You've met Derek so I'm sure you can guess that if you did see all that, then he wouldn't be too happy about you finding out whatever secret it is you think I'm hiding. If you really want to know then ask him - but don't count on getting a positive reaction." I knew Derek's short temper with Stiles would come in handy sooner or later and damn was it convenient to use now. Stiles was now incredibly pale, as he realised that he may be making the werewolf even angrier at him by prying. Despite the risk to his life though, I could still see the internal conflict between his self-preservation and hyped up curiosity. Apparently self preservation was winning, for now, as he didn't say another word for the rest of the journey.

Rummaging through my pockets I remembered that I'd left my phone in several pieces in the woods. Brilliant. Magic and technology just didn't mix. Okay they did, it was more of me and technology - which meant that my magic had a tendency to just fry the poor piece of tech. I'd have to wait till I got home, then Mum could fix it for me. Turning around the corner just by the locker room I could feel tension emanating from inside. Someone was arguing. Focusing on the people just beyond the door I was instantly aware of the two involved. Scott and Jackson. Judging from Scott's irritation, I decided I to intervene before he wolfed out. Sigh.

"Hey guys, everything okay?" Jackson was almost nose to nose with Scott as he jumped and turned around to look at me.

"Yeah everything's fine. Me and Scott were just having a chat about la Crosse practice. I was just leaving anyway." If they were talking about la Crosse then there's a purple, flying pig on my shoulder. "Why do you put up with his crap? Personally I'm impressed you haven't lost your temper and…..Scott?" It seemed I hadn't arrived in time stop Scott from shifting but at least Jackson wasn't here to see it. Eyes glowing gold, Scott shifted and fixed his predator gaze on me. He lunged for my throat.

Smashing into the lockers, the werewolf returned to human form. I almost felt sorry for hitting him with an energy pulse. Almost. Maybe if he hadn't been trying to kill me…but oh well. "You seriously need to learn to control your anger Scott. If I was human I'd be dead now. Do you actually listen to anything Derek tells you?" Scott's face turned blank with confusion. "Wait -what? You know I'm a werewolf?"

"Well if I didn't I do now smart guy and keep your voice down unless you want the world to know." Maybe I'd hit him too hard…

"….did you say if you were human and how do you know Derek? Just what exactly is going on?" Derek seemed to think Scott had just enough common sense to realise it was in his best interest to keep the supernatural world a secret so I suppose there was no harm in answering his questions.

"Right well to answer your first question I'm a witch, sorcerer or whatever you want to call it but witch is generally the accepted term. and Derek is pretty much living with me at the moment." Not to mention he is sharing my bed with me but, that is seriously none of his business. "I know pretty much everything there is to know about him. It's been a while since I last saw him, but its amazing the amount you can catch up on in a day." I smirked slightly upon realising just how true my statement was. "As to what's going on well you tried to kill me so I defended myself - hence the flying backwards into the lockers. Speaking of which, if we don't leave now then someone will come to investigate what made the loud bang." Before Scott could finish processing what I'd just said, I was out the door and off to chemistry.

Despite being early, Mr Harris still glared at me and looked at his watch as I walked in. Poor guy, he was probably disappointed that he couldn't tell me off for being late. Finally I made it through the lesson without earning detention and soon enough it was lunch time. Unfortunately, I was walking to lunch with Lydia - when she ran to the bathroom and threw up. Her parents wouldn't answer her calls, so I offered to drive her car home for her, with her shaking in the passenger seat. After parking her car I half carried, half magicked an exhausted Lydia upstairs. Damn she was heavier than she looked. Within seconds of touching the pillow, she was out for the night. Once I'd placed a glass of cold water and a bowl next to her bed I focused on healing her. It was only the flu so I didn't need to draw in any outside energy. She'd wake up tomorrow morning now feeling better than she had in weeks. Satisfied with my work, I transported myself home in a flash.

It was late afternoon now and my Mum was home from work. Remembering my phone I zapped outside and back again in less than half a second. "Hey Mum can you fix my phone again please?" It had been a few days since I last shattered it completely which seemed like an achievement to me. "Hiya hun just leave it on the counter and I'll get to it in a moment. Where's Derek?" Of course she'd ask where Derek is rather than why I'm not in school. Wait. "What do you mean? He's here, isn't he?" Closing my eyes to focus on reaching out to him I found - nothing. "Something's wrong. I can't sense him anywhere." My note from this morning was still folded by the phone. He hadn't been here since we left together today. Derek was over-protective, there was no way he could have made it through the day without checking up on me, unless…"Mum please can you fix my phone immediately?" Under normal circumstances, I would have felt bad about talking to her like that but worry was clouding my judgement. My phone began to re-assemble itself and then promptly fell into my outstretched hand. I had 7 missed calls from Derek and 5 more from Stiles dated 20 minutes ago. Fingers trembling I dialled.

"Alex where are you?" Relief spread through me like wild fire upon hearing Derek's voice. It instantaneously evaporated though when he began to have a coughing fit on the line. "Derek what's wrong?"

"I've been shot. It's not healing - I need you." Despite the bond being blocked, I still felt a pain in my gut at the desperation in his voice.

"Where are you Derek?" Tears were clouding my eyes now as he paused to cough hoarsely.

"I-I'm at the animal clinic wi-with Stiles."

A split second later and I was stood next to him. I took in his sunken appearance. Beads of sweat trickled down his ashen skin as his whole frame began to shake. Stiles freaked at my sudden appearance and began jumping around with his hands over his face. "I knew it! It was so obvious you weren't human!" Apparently even a person suddenly materialising out of the air wasn't enough to keep him quiet.

"Stiles shut up for a second." I locked eyes with Derek just as he collapsed onto the floor.

Despite his size, he landed with a soft thump - as I cushioned his fall with magic. Kneeling with his head in my lap I placed my hands on either side of his face. My mind plunged into the past using the energy signature on the bullet as a guide. Images swirled past me. The bullet piercing Derek's arm. A blonde woman pulling the trigger. Wolfsbane being packed into the shell. There was something else just beneath the surface. Shrouded - but not completely hidden. Pushing my mind in further as an image started to form. Increasing the pressure, I felt a release as the shield snapped revealing a hazy image. A man - the witch in human form - stood with his back to me. He was holding the bullet up to the light as he enchanted it with several layers upon layers of curses.

I found myself staring into Derek's now open eyes. "It's a wolfs bane bullet. I'm not sure what the witch did but I can't magically cure the infection without hurting you." My emotions were starting breach my self control as tears began to form in my desperation. Fortunately Stiles had something of value to contribute, "Scott is at Allison's house now trying to get another bullet…Derek said that he needs that to fix this. He shouldn't be much longer."

"We don't have time to wait - I'll go get it myself." Before I could move an inch Derek clasped my hand in his own. His eyes said the words that his lips couldn't. Don't leave me. Ice plunged flooded my veins upon realising that the only reason Derek would plead with me to stay, was that he might not survive long enough to see me return. Overwhelming levels of loss coursed through the barrier - as I realised that I couldn't lose him. I loved him. My heart had remembered what my head could not. Derek was my world that had been snatched from me but now I had found him again. I would not lose him again.

All colour was bleached from my eyes as I summoned my full power. Energy rose to the surface of my skin causing it to shimmer. Reaching out I grabbed onto the infection within Derek and began to slow its assault on his body. Feeling the curse begin to activate, I impulsively drew it into myself to protect the man I love. Derek stirred in alarm at my expression - fortunately I managed to pin him down with magic, despite white hot pain repeatedly slashing across my body. Focusing on his face was all that was stopping me from crying out. Wave upon wave of agony crashed down on me, but still I carried on knowing now that releasing it would surely kill him. Stiles was now bone white as he watched on in horror, frozen by my power. Hearing a noise I looked up through blurred eyes in time to see Scott hurtle into the room. Unable to divert my attention anymore, I released Stiles and Derek from my hold. Derek immediately bolted up into the air knocking the bullet from Scott's hand. It rolled away and clinked as it hit the floor beneath the drain. Less than half a second later Derek hit the floor for the second time as he passed out. Behind me, Scott was reaching for the bullet and Stiles was hyper-ventilating.

Time was running out - already the infection was starting to push its way further against me. "Scott get out of the way!" I cried barely in time to warn him as I shattered the ground , enabling the bullet to fly over to me. Guiding it over Derek the case disintegrated leaving the wolfs bane hovering over his unconscious form. Instantly bursting into flames at my will, the substance now worked its way into the bullet wound - Derek screamed in agony. Already though his wound was healing as the infection was purged from his body. Without the wolfs bane to act as the bomb for the curses to trigger, I obliterated the spell.

Now that curses had been destroyed I felt the connection between us restored. With both of us now free from the suffering, I helped Derek to stand - and promptly buried my face in his chest, whilst wrapping my arms around him. "Oh Derek I was s-so worried I was going to lose you." Hot tears once again poured down my face, although this time from relief. Feeling him chuckle softly in my ear caused me to laugh somewhat hysterically in return. Someone cleared their throat behind me. Probably Scott. I turned around with one hand behind my back, linked with Derek's. They both seemed shocked by how close I was to the older werewolf. If only they knew just how close…"I guess if it wasn't for you two then Derek would probably be dead…well not probably, he would be. You have no idea the extent of the gratitude I feel towards you both right now - if there's ever anything I can do to return the favour then feel free to ask." Judging from the lack of expression change, I concluded that there was unlikely to be any contributions from them to this conversation. "Well thanks guys. I don't know about you two , but I really need to go home and rest so um bye?" If I wasn't so pre-occupied with leaving, I might have found their inability to speak amusing. Smiling, I vanished with Derek at my side.

Appearing in my bedroom, still holding Derek's hand in my own, I dragged him to sit beside me on the bed. Blood thundered through my veins as I looked up and met his gaze. With my memories of him restored, fully the desire to tell him burned freely in my mind. "Derek…before… when it seemed like you were going to…well you know…I was so worried about losing you that….I remembered…" He was staring intently at me now. "Derek I remembered everything about you. Hopefully you'll be please to hear that I - I love you." A smile broke across his face the likes of which he hadn't shown since before I lost my memories. His eyes shimmered with the ecstasy that was coursing through him. Another emotion flickered into them. An emotion that matched his words perfectly. "I've waited so long for you to remember and I want you to know that there is nothing in existence that I love more than you." Unparalleled joy danced in the air at this moment as Derek kissed me softly, whilst a single tear of happiness slid down his cheek.