Faye sighed as she ran a small hand through her long hair, her eyes skimming the large Chemistry book in front of her. The soft sounds of The XX's Coexist played throughout her room as she hummed along. Her pencil tapped against the book, no longer was she reading the notes that Mr. Harris had assigned them.

Her mind was racing from what had happened the night before in the woods. She didn't understand what had happened, she was never prone to having fainting spells before and yet suddenly there she was. After they had left the Preserve, Scott and Stiles had continuously asked her how she could have possibly known Derek's name. The only answer she had for them was I don't know. When she had locked eyes with Derek in the woods it was as if the entire nightmare that she had had four nights ago had suddenly came back. After that she realized why Greyson had spent the night with her and why he was making sure she was okay the next morning. It had been almost three years since the unbearable dreams had plagued her. After the night in the Preserve she couldn't stop thinking about the dream, and every time she closed her eyes to go to bed she continued to repeat the dream in her mind. Faye groaned out frustrated when she felt her phone vibrate beside her for the hundredth time. Picking up her phone from her bed she read off the screen.

4 Missed calls from Stiles

1 Missed call from Scott

6 Text Messages from Lydia

2 Text Messages from Allison

Tonight was the night of Lydia's huge back to school party and her friends wanted her to go out and have fun. Faye had to admit that she wanted to go out and have fun as well, but not having slept in almost three nights she didn't really feel in the mood to go. Slowly, Faye got off her bed and walked towards her IPod deck and began playing The Other side by Macklemore as she walked down her long winding staircase towards her kitchen. Once getting there she opened the fridge to grab a bottle of water.

"Hey." She heard a voice call out, causing her to scream. Spinning as fast as she possibly could, she turned around quickly to be face to chest with a smiling Stiles.

"Jesus! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" She asked him, smacking him in the chest.

"Ow." Stiles told her laughing as he rubbed his chest.

"I'm sorry, I was just coming over to check on you. You haven't answered any of my phone calls." He reminded her.

"Yeah…I've been busy." She lied to him. Faye hated lying to Stiles, mainly because he was her closes friend and they told each other everything. She motioned towards him to follow her up the stairs and he did exactly that, grabbing a bottle of water for himself as well. When they got into Faye's room she led him towards her bed and he sat beside her.

"So, you're just not going to go to this party tonight?" he asked her incredulous. Stiles had known Faye for many years, and in knowing her he knew that she loved to party. She loved dancing with her friends and having the time of her life. It was her favorite thing to do.

"Just, not feeling up for it tonight." She sighed quietly.

"Alright, are you going to tell me what's wrong?" He asked her. Stiles was getting sick and tired of the way Faye was acting, this wasn't the usual Faye and this Faye that sat in front of him felt almost alien.

"What do you know about dreams, Stiles?" She asked him.

"I know that they don't mean much. They are tools that your subconscious has to tell you that you are either bored or stressed about something."

"Stiles, what if you saw something in a dream, something you couldn't have possibly ever seen. What does that tell you?" She asked him, worry completely laced in her voice.

"What are you talking about Faye, what did you dream about?" He asked her, rubbing her back soothingly.

"Stiles I dreamt about the Hale fire."

"That's impossible Faye, we were only eleven when that fire happened. We weren't even in Beacon Hills either, we were on a field trip in Sacramento." He reminded her.

"Exactly, so then tell me. How could I have possibly dreamt about it?"

"I don't know Faye, I mean maybe you made it up in your head." He shrugged.

"But why? This was three nights ago Stiles, why would I even think about it?"

"I don't know Faye, maybe it's just a coincidence. I have no idea; I think you're reading too much into this. I mean when's the last time you had a good night's rest?"

"Three nights ago."

"Alright, that's it. We're going to go out and have fun and you're going to come home exhausted and not have any dreams about weird house fires." He told her adamantly, grabbing her hand and pulling her out of bed.

"Stiles I don't want to." She argued with him.

"Nope, you're not going to fight with me. Get in there and come out looking like a sex symbol." Stiles smirked at her, throwing her into the closet and closing the door so she couldn't get out.

Faye simply cursed at him and then began looking through her closet for something to throw on. Not really caring at this point, she pulled out a salmon colored romper and slipped it on along with a pair of light brown gladiator sandals. She threw on a small beige cardigan and grabbed a small purse.

"Alright Stiles, I'm fully dressed." She shouted at him as he opened the door slowly with a small smile on his face.

"And you look beautiful, my dear friend." He told her, extending his hand for her to take.

"Come on, let's get the party started." She smiled, trying to ease off her worry.


Stiles dragged Faye along with him up to Lydia's house, the sounds of the raging party igniting a fire into their eyes. He had finally been able to calm Faye down in the car, and she was finally starting to relax. Exploiting this newfound confidence in Faye, Stiles pulled her towards the dance floor and started to get her to dance with him.

"What are you doing, Stilinski?" she asked him laughing as she wrapped her arms around his neck, his hands falling straight to her waist.

"I'm just trying to show you a good time, remember I promised you a good night." He reminded her, swaying along to the music with her.

"Faye! I'm so glad you made it!" Allison squealed, smiling at the couple.

"Hey guys." Scott smiled at them; well it was more of a goofy smile since Allison was with him.

"Yeah, it took some convincing but I was finally able to get this little lady out here." Stiles chuckled, wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

"What can I say, no one can resist those cute little moles." Faye chuckled, shoving Stiles slightly.

"You know it's a very masochistic relationship between us both. We enjoy the pain." He acknowledged sarcastically, a smile still on his face.

"Well we're gonna leave you two alone… have fun." Allison smirked at them as she pulled Scott on the dance floor.

"I think they're adorable together." Faye told him, going back to dancing with him.

"Yeah, you know it's crazy to see two people who you never really thought would go together, be together." He admitted to her, spinning her around in a circle making her giggle.

"Well aren't you two cute?" The couple heard a familiar voice grimace at them; pulling away the couple were met with Faye's ex-boyfriend Adam Ross.

"Adam, how are you man?" Stiles asked him, the hostility never leaving his voice.

"I've been good Stilinski, how about you? Enjoying my girl?" Adam asked him, taking a sip from the red SOLO cup in his hands.

"Adam we're broken up, remember?" Faye asked him, rolling her eyes at him.

"Yeah about that Faye, uhm I was really hoping we could talk." He told her, his blue eyes looking hurt.

"Listen man, I don't really think she wants to talk right now." Stiles told him, putting himself in between Adam and Faye.

"It's okay Stiles, I'll talk to him."

"No Faye you won't, I promised you a good time. We both know Adam isn't a good time." Stiles reminded her.

"It's okay Stiles, I promise." She smiled at him, kissing his cheek.

"Fine, but I'll be right here if you need me."

Faye simply nodded, her heart warming at the fact that her best friend cared for her so much. The small smile that she once held on her face quickly dropped as she took a hold of Adam's hand and followed him towards a quieter area of the back yard.

Derek Hale watched the three teens curiously, trying to decipher what exactly they meant to each other. He noticed quickly that Scott was the so-called 'leader' of the group, dancing along with the pretty Argent girl his mind completely transfixed on her. Stiles, the goofy one of the bunch had his arms wrapped around the girl who had fainted, Faye. Faye. Derek wasn't sure what it was about her, but there was something that pulled him towards her. Something about the way she looked at him that day that made him want to know how or why she knew him. He watched her intrigued as she held the hand of some stereotypical jock and led him towards a more quiet area of the party. Derek quickly looked at Scott, sending him a smirk when he noticed him looking at him. He nodded towards Faye and the other guy, when Scott had turned his head to see what he was aiming at; Derek took that as his cue to leave.

"All I'm asking for is another chance Faye, let me just show you I can treat you right." Adam begged her, his breath reeking of vodka.

"Adam, you've already had two chances. I don't know if I could actually take a third." She admitted to him, shaking her head.

"Faye will you ju-" Adam began but was quickly cut off by Allison rushing towards her.

"Faye? Have you seen Scott?" Allison asked her, worry in her voice.

"Uhm no, I thought you two were just dancing." Faye asked her confused.

"I mean we were, but then suddenly he pulled away from me and he was breathing really heavily and then he just ran full force towards his car." Allison explained.

"What? Oh my god was he sick? Where's Stiles?" She asked Allison quickly, completely ignoring Adam.

"He followed right after him in his Jeep. What's going on Faye? Should I be worried?" Allison asked her, crossing her arms in annoyance.

"Honestly Allison I have no idea, but for his sake he better have a damn good reason to leave." Faye admitted to her.

"Allison, Faye I'm a friend of Scott's. My name's-" They heard a voice say, but Faye cut him off quickly.

"Derek?" She asked him baffled.

"Yeah, Scott and Stiles just left but they told me if either of you needed a ride…" He trailed off, a smile on his face.

"Uhm no it's okay don't worry about it. I'm just going to get a ride with Lydia, will you be okay?" Allison asked her. Faye simply sighed and shook her head, looking towards Adam she knew she wouldn't be getting a ride from him anytime soon.

"So, how about it?"

"You know what, a ride sounds pretty good right now." Faye admitted. Before Faye and Derek could get on their way, Adam quickly grabbed her wrist and held her back.

"Faye? What the fuck, we weren't even done." He told her, glaring at her. Faye looked at him with pure unamusement in her face. She was tired and annoyed from talking with him and even though she didn't trust Derek so much, she really just wanted to get home.

"I'll talk to you later okay."

"No! Faye will you just fucking talk to me for three fucking minutes?" Adam shouted at her, grabing her wrist a bit more tightly and pulling her towards him.

"Listen man, she obviously doesn't want to talk to you. So how about you let her go, get yourself another drink and forget any of this even happened?" Derek sneered at the man. He didn't know what came over him, but suddenly he felt this intense need to protect the girl in front of him.

"Or what?" Adam smirked at him, shoving him back a bit roughly.

"Adam!" Faye shouted out shocked. She couldn't believe that Adam was trying to pick a fight with a guy literally twice his size. She watched as a look of pure annoyance fell on Derek's face.

Out of nowhere Adam had begun to throw a punch and though he didn't mean to lean towards Faye he was so drunk he was about four inches away from hitting her, but before Faye could even react to what he was doing Derek had grabbed his wrist tightly and twisted it a bit to where he held it behind Adam's back; the pressure slowly building throughout his arm.

"Don't you ever raise your hand to a girl, again." Derek shouted in disgust as he simply threw Adam to the ground. Faye watched on, her lips parted as if she were about say something but stopped herself.

"Are you alright?" Derek asked her, his face in what Faye had soon realized was his usual expressionless self.

"Uhm yeah, thank you."

"It's nothing, now let's get you home." Derek smiled at her slightly, reaching for her arm as he pulled her towards his Camaro.

Faye sat silently in Derek's car, the only sound coming from the radio that was playing some soft rock station. Faye had thanked him multiple more times in the car for what he had done to Adam. Though she also felt a need to ensure Derek that he wasn't usually like that, and if anything the alcohol was going to his head. After that Derek didn't say much and Faye was beginning to feel a bit more uncomfortable. She had really wanted to ask him what had happened in the woods the night she fainted; but she couldn't seem to get the words out. So as he pulled up in front of her large home he shut off the ignition and turned his body towards her.

"What is it?" He asked her curiously. Derek had felt the tension the minute she sat in his car, and it didn't help either that her heartbeat was slightly increased. At frist he had written it off as teenage hormones, but he realized quickly that it seemed as if she were having an internal debate with herself.

"Its…it's nothing really. I, I just…what happened in the woods that day?" She blurted out. Faye felt like an idiot letting those words slipped, she knew in her head that he couldn't have possibly known the answer if she didn't. But, she hated feeling like she was out of the know and not knowing what was going on with her own body.

"How could I possibly know what triggered your fainting spell?" He asked her confused. Granted, Derek was extremely curious himself as well. When the girl had looked at him in the woods he caught something in her eyes, familiarity. Yet, he had never once remembered seeing her in his life.

"I'm sorry…that was a stupid question. I just…I just don't know what happened. And then with my dream and everything and ohmygod I'm just rambling on. You more than likely don't care about any of this." She rambled on, her cheeks heating in embarrassment. She was truly just extremely tired, and the only thought that was in her mind was to go upstairs and take a very long and very nice sleep. As she went to open the car door, Derek's hand stretched out and grabbed her wrist gently. Once his hand had grabbed Faye's it was like an electrical current traveled through their skin, he dropped her hand roughly and looked up at her with wide eyes. Faye was just as confused; she had even pulled her wrist back and cradled it against her self.

"Thanks for the ride Derek." She breathed out, rushing out of the car and racing towards the car. It wasn't until she had made it inside and Derek heard her climbing up a staircase that he realized she had left her bag in his car. Curiousty overtaking him, he picked it up and began to shuffle through it. He pulled out a wallet loaded with creditcards, gift cards and about a hundred dollars. He pulled out her license and looked at her picture.

"Who are you Antanasia Faye O'Connor?" He whispered quietly, his thoughts transfixed on the young girl alone in her bedroom.


Hey guys! Thanks so much for your favoriting, following and reviewing. I've been working really hard on this story trying to make it perfect for you guys. I would really appreciate it if we could possibly get three or four reviews for this chapter, it would mean a lot to me to know what you guys think. Anyways I decided to also make a photobucket album with some of the extra character pictures so you guys could sort of get an idea on what they look like you can go here ( user/xXAgirlnamedhelloXx/library/The%20Wolf%20In%2 0Disguise?sort=3&page=1) I also made a set in Polyvore incase any of you are curious to Faye's fashion choices. I know most of you probably don't care, but I know it's also fun. So go here ( wolf_in_disguise/collection?id=2650383)