A/N: Again another filler… :/

Chapter 4

It was around three in the morning that I finally felt like going to sleep. I got a text from my dad saying he would be landing in an hour or two, depending. I fell asleep after that and didn't wake up until late morning. When I finally did, I felt my phone vibrating on my stomach. There was bright light coming through the windows and I groaned.

I can't believe I actually fell asleep on the couch.

The time was 11:44, and Stiles was calling.

"Hello?" I muttered.

"VALERIE! THANK GOD I WAS-"

The call ended suddenly, and the screen turned black. Fuck. I forgot to go charge it. I sighed and threw the phone to the side. I looked down at my leg and shook my head. There were a few bruises, and the cut on my knee looked a little gross. I was not happy about this. I had a track meeting tomorrow, and who knew how long I wouldn't be able to run for; probably a few days, but still…

I slowly brought my leg down and stood up. I was dirty and my muscles ached. I picked up my phone and hobbled over to the stairs and carefully went up the steps one by one. It took a few minutes but I finally made it to the top and headed straight to my room.

I went into my bathroom, took my clothes off and got into the shower. I spent at least half an hour in there trying to be careful with my leg and foot which were both hurting and irritating me at the moment.

I came out and dried myself off and got into my pajamas, and went to leave my phone charging on the night stand. I got into bed and got comfortable, and stared up at the ceiling letting my thoughts wander.

After a while, my thoughts went over to Derek Hale.

God, he was so hot; there was no denying it.

There was something about him, something kind of off. I'm new in this town but I know there's something weird going on. From what I over heard in classes, or from Stiles or Derek, he was an asshole, and he was bad. I'd overhear from others that he came back into town when his sister was murdered. There was a really bad fire at his house that killed off most of his family members, and he and his sister escaped within time. They left Beacon Hills, and never came back. It was years until anyone heard about the Hale's until now.

What does he do in that old house of his? Does it even function? I let my thoughts go on and on about this Derek guy. Who was he really?

I still wasn't sure if he's guilty about killing his sister or not; for one, he was back in town, why would he come back after having killed her. No one smart enough, and I was damn sure this guy was definitely smart, would not do that.

I have a feeling he'd have to cover up his tracks pretty damn well.

So after a moment, I thought to myself, I believe him.

I believe what he told me last night when he had me up against the tree. I closed my eyes and remembered how he held me on our way back to my house. He had a very secure hold on me. It seemed as if I weighed nothing to him, he was completely at ease, but I did see his face scrunch up sometimes looking as if he smelled something bad, or if he was angry.

I tried remembering his jawline, and the faint stubble on his cheeks and…

What the fuck?

I need to get a grip. Yeah, this guy was fucking hot, but I wasn't about to go head over heels for him. He seems dangerous, and if I was about to trust my instinct, like he had said to do, I wasn't going to get myself involved with him.

I fell asleep not too long after and when I woke up, it was two.

Oh fuck, work! I had to be in by 2:30! I got up quickly, hurting my foot in the process and cried out in pain.

"Fuck my life!" I groaned and hopped over to my drawers.

I looked through one and pulled out some khaki shorts and a long sleeved black shirt; I wasn't all too ready to be showing my arms. Showing my arms meant I had to answer questions about my scar, which meant I had to say something about the accident. I shook my head and got dressed in a hurry. After I got my clothes on, I put on some sandals, put on my cross necklace and then grabbed my phone and headed downstairs.

I made my way to the living room where the first aid kit was sitting on the table from last night. I quickly opened it up and got out some gauze to roll around my leg. There was a bad scrape and I didn't want any dogs or anything trying to lick it or for it to get infected.

My hands were looking much better after last night and after the shower so I knew I'd be okay in that area. I put some anti-bacterial cream on my knee and when I checked the time, it was 2:10. I really had to get going.

I went to the kitchen to wash my hands, and then I went to the front hall, got my keys from the small table in the corner next to the door, and got my ass out of there.

I got in my car and drove as fast as I could to the animal clinic.

When I got there, there was only one car in the small parking lot, and I knew it was Dr. Deaton's.

I locked my car and when I checked the time, I let out a breath of relief; I made it here by 2:24.

Not bad, Speed Racer.

I stepped into the cool office and was greeted by the vet himself.

"Good afternoon Valerie." He said smiling warmly.

"Hey, good afternoon." I said, flushed.

"Oh, what happened to your leg?" he asked and I looked down.

"Um, just an accident. I was running last night and I tripped and fell. I think my foot may be slightly sprained, it doesn't feel like it really is but it does hurt." I said.

Back in my dancing days, I would sprain either one or the other foot a lot; I don't know how I hadn't broken it off already.

"Well then, you can come over here and sit down. I know Scott should be coming in any time soon. I'll get you started though…" he said and I nodded.

I went over to go around the desk and I sat down on the spinning chair, it was really comfortable.

"What I need you to do is very simple. I'll give you some light work for the day. I need you to photo copy this and give me, let's just say… 200 copies. I'll be putting these around own and at some stores. SO get me a copy of those and when you're done, just come see me. You can go ahead and put some music on the computer if you'd like so you won't be all bored and alone."

I nodded and then he smiled and handed me the paper. This should be easy enough. I turned in my seat and stood, lifting the big lid of the copying machine and set the paper at an angle and close the lid. I set the number to 100 at first, and pressed the green 'Start' button.

After a few minutes, I saw Scott running through the doors.

"Oh Valerie! Hey! Hold on, I'll be back!" he said out of breath and ran into the back.

"Um… okay…" I said to myelf and shrugged.

I turned the computer monitor on and waited until it brightened up, and then I clocked on the internet browser. I went straight to Google and typed in the rock radio station we had back home that I loved. I put the volume on low, so that I could hear it and hear my name being called for any reason.

I heard the jungle at the door announcing someone's arrival, and I smiled instantly when I saw sheriff Stilinski.

"Hey sheriff, aw, what a beautiful dog!" I said smiling at the German shepherd.

"Hello there, nice to see you. I hope your dad is doing fine over there in New York, told me about his old man. I wish him luck." He said and I nodded.

"I hope he'll be okay." I said and he patted my shoulder.

"Don't worry, I'm sure things will be." He said and I nodded.

"If you're looking for Dr. Deaton, he's in the back with Scott." I said and he nodded.

I watched as he entered through the doors, and I sat back down in my seat.

After a little while, the sheriff left with the dog and my hundred copies were soon done. I pressed the buttons on the machine to make another one hundred copies and I sat back down.

I heard the door behind me open and I smiled when I saw Scott, "Hey." I said.

"Hey, whoa, what happened to you?" he asked, looking down at my leg when I swiveled around in my seat.

"Oh, nothing." I lied, "Just went out for a run, took a bad fall. That's all." I said and shrugged.

No need to go any further into what happened at the moment.

"Well, you missed school today, Stiles and I were really worried." He said and I raised an eyebrow.

"Were you two really?"

Scott nodded, "We thought… well that's… point is, you're alive. That's all that matters. There was a uh, another animal attack last night. I think. One of the bus drivers at school was attacked. He's alive and at the hospital but in critical condition." He said and I gasped.

"Seriously? What the hell… that's so creepy." I said and he nodded.

"So, what's going to happen now?" I asked.

He shrugged, "They're enforcing that curfew rule big time for anyone who's un1der eighteen. And well, I don't know past that." He said.

"Wow, that's just… something. Did I miss anything interesting in school?" I asked and he shrugged.

Scott was so awkward, I loved it.

"Allison and I are hanging out with Lydia and Jackson tomorrow night." He said and I grinned.

"Is that so? A double date?" I said and he groaned.

"I have no idea. I guess we're hanging out. I also guess you can call it a double date, I don't know." I said jumping up on the counter to sit on it.

"Well, you and Allison are going together. That's a date. Lydia and Jackson going makes it a double date."

"If you and Stiles come, it's friends hanging out…" he rationalized and I laughed.

"Stiles and I are good friends. I don't want to lead him on that bad, I don't know what goes on in his head. I do know that he likes Lydia though. I'm helping him get that extra little boost of confidence to just go for it one day, I hope." I said and he smiled.

"Really though, I mean, you can come tomorrow. We're going bowling." He said and I laughed.

"Aw, that's cute. I remember I went on a date bowling once. It was freshman year. This kid named Jacob picked me up in his older brother's car. Ah… I'm remembering it now. He went to throw the ball and it went back and hit this little girl in the head." I said laughing, "I'm going to hell for a week after this. I'm sorry it was just so funny. He was trying to look cool and it ended so bad." I said.

Scott's eyes grew wide and he looked on the verge of a panic attack.

"Is that going to happen to me? Do you think it will? I have no idea how to bowl. I can't believe I agreed to this." He said putting his head into his hands.

"Hey! It's okay… he was… okay I don't know what to say now uh…" I thought for a moment and then stood up and punched his arm.

"Don't be a little bitch. You can do this. It's just bowling, it's not that hard. Just… keep your eye towards the middle, always. You'll be fine, and Allison is going to like you even more. One thing you should never do that ruins people is over thinking things. Just… let it happen." I said and he nodded.

"I guess I can do that." He said and I smiled.

"Good. Oh look, my copies are almost done." I said as I turned around.

"So how do you like the job?" he asked and I turned as I held the big stack of papers.

"Well, so far it's easy. He has me doing light work because of my leg. I tripped and fell last night, no big deal." I said setting the papers down with the others.

I turned to pick up the ones that just finished and when I turned once more, I saw Scott looking at me oddly.

"What?" I asked.

He jumped down from the counter and came over to me. He leaned in and sniffed me.

Um… weird?

"What are you doing, if I may ask?" I said taking a step back and he shook his head.

"You just… smell like my mom." He said and I raised an eyebrow.

"Okay then…" I said slowly.

"Sorry if I just… I didn't mean to weird you out." He said and I shook my head.

"Don't worry about it." I said with a small laugh.

I sat back down in my seat and put the copies to one side.

"I'll let Deaton know you're done with those." He said.

Scott rushed out and I fanned myself with a folder I picked up. It was starting to get hot in here for some reason. I heard a few barks from the back and a moment later Deaton came in. He took the copies I made him and said they were perfect and after, he had me do some computer work. I had to update some patient profiles and copy things that were in paper to the computer and what not. It was really easy and I had finished in no time.

I got up and went to the back where both Scott and Deaton were. He was checking some medicine boxes and Scott was cleaning some cat cages. I went over to help him reassuring Deaton that I could do it and we all made some small talk. They both wanted to know a little more about me so I let them know as much as I could give them without giving away too much. I told them how my mom died and how I used to live in Minnesota and New York. Deaton said he used to live in New York as well when he was younger before he moved to California.

By the time I knew it, it was six o'clock. I only had to do four hours today which was good, and so did Scott.

"Want me to give you a ride home?" I asked him and he shook his head.

"I have my bike. I'm gonna go pick up some food for my mom, she works at the hospital. I'll see you at school tomorrow, right?" he said and I nodded.

"See you tomorrow! Be safe on that!" I said pointing at the bike and he smiled and waved.

I got into my car, started it up and headed home. On the way, it started to rain slight which sucked so I kept my speed at a minimum. Once I got home I went straight to the kitchen and made myself some dinner. I hadn't eaten all day so I was starving.

I looked through the pantry and got out the things to make myself some mac and cheese and as I waited, I put on the stereo that was in the living room. I blasted some rock music and continued making dinner.

When I was done, I scraped up the whole pot and put it in a big bowl and had it all to my self; I could be such a fat ass sometimes, but oh well. I'll go work out later or something. I sat down on the couch to eat and watched TV and after I finished my food, I was still hungry. I got up to go to the pantry and found a bag of flour and that's when the idea hit me; I could make some cookies.

I got out the dry ingredients then looked into the fridge where I found the new bag of chocolate chips sitting in the door unopened. I smiled to myself and then frowned when I saw there was no milk. What the hell, seriously dad, you forget to get one of the most needed things in a kitchen? I sighed and shrugged.

There was a gas station not too far up ahead the road. I can just go get some; it was closer to go there than it was to the grocery store.

I left the things on the kitchen island and got my slipped my sandals on, picking up my car keys and locking the door on the way out. I got in the car and made the drive to the nearest gas station which was just a few minutes away and I saw two big SUV's pulling out. One of them looked strangely like Mr. Argent's SUV. I didn't get to look inside so I wasn't sure.

I pulled in next to a black car, and I almost laughed. It was Derek and his Camaro. What are the fucking odds?

I took a deep breath and took my seatbelt off, opening the door and stepping out carefully.

"We meet again." I said.

Derek turned then, a hard expression on his face and it softened just slightly when he looked at me.

"Isn't it a school night and isn't there a curfew now?" he asked and I shrugged.

"So what?"

"You should be in bed." He said and I looked down at my phone when I felt it vibrate.

It was Allison, and she was telling me how the date was going and how she couldn't wait to see me at school the next day. I smiled a little and looked up to see Derek watching me. I cleared my throat and took out my card from my wallet. Might as well put some gas right?

No you stupid, you have half a tank, you just want to stay and talk to Derek.

"I don't have to be anywhere; I can be out as late as I want. You're not my dad. You can't tell me what I should or should not be doing." I said calmly, sliding the card in the slot.

I took it out and pressed my pin number in and then I threw the wallet in my seat. I bent down and pulled the little lever that opened up my gas tank and I turned.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked.

He had been watching me, his eyes seemed dark and his fists clenched. He looked about ready to pounce on me which was a… oddly disturbing yet sexy thought. He said nothing though so I shrugged and started filling up the tank.

"So, did you hear about the guy that was attacked last night? Scott was telling me about it today. Poor guy. Does this town always have something like this going on?" I asked staring at the ground.

I was blocked off from his view so I couldn't really see his face or anything, but I knew he was listening because I hadn't heard him move until right now. He stepped forward into my view and leaned against a concrete pole.

"What else did Scott tell you?" he asked curiously, his arms crossing over his chest.

"Well, that the guy is at the hospital. The local one. I guess he's under intensive care, he's badly hurt." I said, remembering what Scott had said.

Nodding, Derek stood straight and looked side ways for a moment, then back at me.

"See you around." He said as he turned and then he stopped for a moment. He shook his head and continued and I heard the door to his car open.

I also heard something like glass or something like that fall on the floor. I heard the crunch as he stepped on it, and then finally his car door slam shut and his engine rev.

I bit my lip and groaned; that was so sexy. His car was beautiful, I wasn't going to lie. I saw it inch forward and then just like that, he peeled out and he was off. I looked back at the amount of gas I had put in and it was around thirty something dollars. I stopped it and set the nozzle back and closed the gas tank. I locked the car and went inside the gas station and got a half gallon of milk.

When I got home, I went straight to the kitchen to make my cookies.

The next day I went to school and I got to catch up with Allison. She told me all about her date and she left me laughing so hard. I couldn't believe that they beat Jackson and Lydia; it was great hearing about it. In a way, I wish I could have gone.

I knew that I would have to plan something with Allison really soon. She was a sweet girl, and she seemed like lots of fun.

Scott made sure to give me a schedule with the times I was working the next week at the clinic and he told me we would be working together most of next week. The only day I had off was Friday, and that meant I wouldn't be able to stay after school for track. I felt bummed out about it, but at the same time it was okay I guess. I wanted a job so I wouldn't have to stay home all the time, same goes for the reason I picked out trying a sport. I guess the job would benefit better in the end because it gave me the chance to have extra cash in my pocket.

For the most part, the day passed smoothly and there were no talks about anymore animal attacks, nothing. I balanced out my missed school work and work smoothly, and my dad called every so often to keep me updated on how things were on the other coast. He would be coming back by next week at most which was good.

I missed him.

[END OF CHAPTER]

Thoughts? And yes I know, again another filler, but at least we got a little Valerie/Derek in there, huh? ;) … things are looking up though don't worry, you're going to be diving into action next chapter. Shit is going down.

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