Authors Notes: sorry it's late, fell asleep last night at like 7:30. I hadn't slept for over 48 hours it was needed. Also, sorry I changed my pen name Genim Was just a place holder, it originally was my actual name. Now it is A.C. Oleman, Enjoy

Chapter 4

The utter despair is coupling with the intense pain in my head and the upturn my stomach is spitting out. Chemo Sucks. Was the final conclusion of the day after Mark rolled me back to my room because after, my feet apparently didn't want to work with me? They said it was a very extreme chemo treatment but, I guess that really didn't sink in, wonder why.

Thank god Derek went back to work today or he would see me like this and I don't think he could handle it not after what Kate did to his family. That Bitch, how could you burn down an entire family? She was obviously some sort of psychopath, most likely caused entirely by the other Asshole in the family, Gerard.

But, I can finally leave this god forsaken place altogether and go back to my normal life, with just a few more hospital visits. I mean don't get me wrong the people in this hospital were all so amazing it perplexes me why they would work at the epicenter of death in this town. I know almost all their names from the many frequent visits and I am so thankful to everyone here but, just to know that my mom died here is almost the worst thought that I have ever thought. To know that I'm dying in the same place that she did, it might've killed me. Luckily for me, the cancer's already doing that.

Sitting here waiting is the worst part… well aside from the pain. If you think just sitting, watching daytime television in udder apocalyptic boredom was bad, try having to deal with throwing your guts through your throat every two minutes; it makes it all so much worse. My body doesn't even do what I want it to do, so I just have to listen to its whims like a fucking dog.

Dad went to get the release forms an hour ago or what seems to be an hour ago, Yah now I can't keep track of time either, oh happy day. How did my mother go through this over so many years? The doctors told me I maybe had six months and that seems like a lot to go through. No one ever said depressing thoughts would be a symptom of cancer.

"You ready to go buddy." Dad asks slipping through the door. "Oh thank god, it's about time, you've been gone forever." I respond on instinct. Oh shit have I become a bitchy cancerous mess? "I've only been gone for five minutes, are you sure you want to go Stiles?" "Yup I'm sure, dad." I respond immediately. After my dad's sorrowful look faded off his face we left the room. On the walkout we were right about to get in the car when out of nowhere, Issac popped out of the bushes and practically tackled me with a hug that would have strangled a small dog. "Issac what the hell, I thought we weren't going to tackle him?" comes from a very pissed off Scott that is still waiting in the bushes.

"Why are you here you idiots?" I say with full intent to beat the shit out of Issac in the afterworld. "Derek sent us to make sure you got home ok." Issac said matter of factly. Never mind on the killing in afterlife thing I'd rather shoot a text over to Derek and watch as he practically kills Issac. "So when exactly does making sure I was safe and tackling me means the same thing." I say a little more dramatically than needed. "Sorry dude, why so snippy?" Issac says with no restraint. As I'm getting into the car, after rolling down my window I say write before my dad drives away "Tell Derek I'll see him tonight."

Later that Day

Just as I drove up to Derek's apartment just as Derek walked out his front door. "Hey what you doing?" Derek said right after I opened the car door. "This is private property." He says with the cutest smirk on the face of the earth. "Shut up" I tell him as I walk up to him without faltering. The chemo's effect finally wore off after about 3 hours.

At that though he grabbed me and through me back behind him as hard as he possibly could but kept me upright. A loud roar was ringing through the air, Derek was warning someone to leave. He kept screaming even as the boy walked through the bushes. "Calm down dog, no one is here to threaten your mate, well maybe later." He said with his silky smooth voice. His face was cute spotted with the usual teen age acne and he was a little pudgy but, overall for what looked like a smug 15 year old boy he was kind of adorable like a little puppy dog. While his looks gave off kindness and utter adorableness his voice was smug while silky smooth, I personally think if he wanted to he could out glare the already glaring alpha standing in front of me. "Why are you here Andy?" Derek growled out. "I'm here Der-Der, for a pick me up." He said in that smug but, kind of sexy voice. Just as He finished his sentence Derek was moving me back as if he was a momma bear protecting his cub. "You touch him, you die." Derek said still growling. "One, we both know if I wanted, I could have you both on the ground shouting my name as you climax." He said matter of factly "two, contrary to my earlier statement I'm not here for a pick me up, I'm here as a warning, my sisters are coming. And Derek we both know what that means.

Murder and Bloodshed will soon come if we don't stop them." Andy finished. Derek stood and said the four words that I would've never expected. "Welcome to the team."