AN: I DO NOT OWN TEEN WOLF

We head to the cafeteria not long after. Several people are sat in, chatting with their co-workers. They look happy to be at work, which you don't see much these days. I only have an apple and some orange juice, my stomach feeling a little uneasy. It's about time to take my Adderall again, so once we're seated i pull out my tub and pop the lid. I take two out, and throw them into my mouth, swirling them down with a gulp of my juice. Derek is staring at me, a little confused. 'What're they for?' he asks once i've swallowed. Turning the tube around, i show him the name. 'ADHD, didn't dad tell you?' I ask. He shakes his head. 'So that's why you're so jumpy.' He murmurs. I roll my eyes. Several people are looking at me, clearly knowing what the hell has just gone on. I squirm in my seat a little, trying to find a more comfortable position. My ass still stings like a bitch. Derek has a smirk on his face. He clearly knows what i'm doing. Huffing, i bite into my apple and glare at him.

We eat in silence for the most part. Several people approach our table to talk about work, and now i can see why this is such a good law firm. Not only are they 100% professional, but they clearly know what they're doing. To me, it looks like they only have a boss/employee relationship, but i know they don't. Especially when i see the interactions of six employees. They come at separate times, but i know these guys are different. It starts with someone named Isaac. He has blue eyes, and dirty blonde curly hair. I know the relationships between these are different, because Derek welcomes him to sit with us, and he calls him by his first name. After Isaac has spoken about the case he's doing, Derek ruffles Isaac's hair and tells him well done. He didn't do that with anyone else.

Next comes Scott. He's like a goofy puppy, with big brown eyes and shaggy hair. he doesn't even need an invitation to sit, he just pulls out the chair and drops into it. They discuss the case Scott and someone called Allison is working on. Allison appears a few seconds later, and drops into Scott's lap. You can see how much they're in love through their eyes. I watch the interactions between them fascinated. Every conversation Derek has had so far has been clipped and short. But these are almost like he's with friends. He relaxes into his seat, allows a small smile to creep onto his face, and a few chuckles escape that gorgeous mouth. It makes me slightly jealous. I want to be able to make him smile, to have him laugh at my jokes. When they leave, Derek looks at me, and i raise an eyebrow. He glares at me, so i grin. With a slight shake of his head and an eye roll, i go back to my apple.

The conversations happen twice more. The first time with Erica and Boyd. They're apparently the lawyers who work with parents trying to get their children back. Boyd is the silent and strong type, while Erica is the bouncy, passionate type. After that comes the woman who got me out of Derek's office. She doesn't look nervous at all. Long strawberry blonde hair, green eyes that sparkle and an aura around her that screams 'don't mess with me unless you wanna get hurt' she sits in the seat without even glancing at Derek. Instead she turns to face me. 'Good job with Jennifer. She's been trying to get into Derek's pants since she got this job, and with the show you guys put on, i think she's starting to realise that she's not going to get in. She was so pissed off i wish i'd gotten a picture.' She says, with a smile. I flush bright red, and look to the table. How embarrassing. Derek barks at Lydia to shut up, but she just shrugs like it's nothing.

She stays the longest; discussing what i'm guessing is the biggest case. From what i've picked up, she's dealing with a surviving victim of the BH killing sprees. For no unknown reason, someone went on a killing spree, and almost killed the last one, but the police arrived before he could. Her name hadn't been mentioned, but i knew who it was. My father is the sheriff. I've been looking through his files since i was thirteen years old. Her name was Kate Argent. Derek is tense, and i can see a frown etched onto his face. He clearly doesn't like this case, but since he's the boss he has to know what's happening. I mess with the core of my apple, making it look like i'm not listening, when infact i am. I know most of the details to the crime, but i never knew what happened on the lawyer front. The court date is next week, and they have to make sure that everything is correct before they go in.

Once Lydia leaves, Derek lets out a sigh of relief and his muscles relax. 'Tough case huh?' I murmur. His eyes snap to mine, and with a small nod of the head i get my answer. His face is like a stone, no emotions on it, except in his eyes. I've noticed in the short time i've known him, that if you look close enough, and know what you're looking for, his eyes tell you everything. Now they're telling me he doesn't want to talk about it. So i drop the subject for another time. 'Are those guys your friends?' I ask curiously. They way he interacts with them would mean yes, but he shakes his head. 'More like family. Isaac is my step brother. Scott and Allison are his best friends. Erica and Boyd i've known for a long time. They were the first pair i ever hired. They refuse to work with anyone else so they stick to certain cases. Lydia's father worked here for a short amount of time, so i knew her when she was growing up.' He says shrugging.

Nodding my head, we drop into silence for a short while. 'How did this thing between you and Jackson start?' Derek asks me. I bow my head. 'We were at a party, and were playing spin the bottle. It landed on me and him, and we had to go in the closet for seven minutes. So we did, and that should have been that. But the following Monday at school Jackson dragged me into a closet there and we made out. It became a regular thing, and he eventually began to come round to the house. When he found out what i liked, he offered to give it to me. But if either of us were to develop feelings, we'd stop. I was wary at first, he was the jock and i was the nerd. But i accepted. We broke it off for about a year when i met a guy, and we were just getting back into it when this.' I say referring between us. 'Happened.' I finish. He nods his head.

Once he's finished his lunch, he grabs my hand and leads me back out to his car. The drive is silent, like usual, but i don't really mind. I'm still trying to decide if i want this to happen. My mind is running extremely fast, and i don't realise when we pull up at the loft until my door is yanked open and someone leans over me to unbuckle my seatbelt.

Shaking myself out of my trance, i walk besides Derek to the elevator. Once the doors are closed, i'm shoved up against the wall, just like with Jackson this morning. Derek's lips are on mine, and it takes me a few seconds to react, but once i do i feel the happy growl in Derek's chest. The kiss is hot and passionate, and it makes me weak at the knees. When the elevator doors open, he peels himself off of me, and drags me into the loft. 'C'mon, i have something i want to show you.' He mutters. My curiosity is piped, so i allow him to drag me across the floor and up the spiral stairs. We head to what i assumed was the bathroom, and this confuses me. Once we're inside however, i see why we're here. Instead of a bathroom, i find myself looking at something completely different. There isn't much in the room, only two dressers and a rack on the wall. They're painted a dark gray, almost black. The rack is lined with paddles and what look like floggers. I can only guess what's in the dressers. 'Holy god.' I say, shocked. Derek turns to me with a mischievous smirk. What does he have planned?

AN: So, what did you guys think? Sorry for such a long wait, it's getting really cold over here and i came down with the flu, again! :9

Reviews are welcome!

All mistakes are mine; no beta.

-Crunch!:3