" Is that them, pointing towards two guys walking out of the school" I asked Derek who was standing beside me.

One had wavy dark hair and the other had shorter blondish/brown hair, both were holding lacrosse sticks, that was the give away.

Yeah, that's Scott he said pointing towards the darker haired boy and then other is his friend Stiles.

I nodded to acknowledge that I heard him.

On the way here Derek told me a little bit about Scott and what had been going on with him. It seemed to me like Derek really did want to help Scott, but Scott wouldn't listen to anything Derek had to say, really.

I knew the basics. That Scott was turned by the alpha, the same one responsible for killing my sister. His mother was a Nurse at the local hospital. His best friend was Stiles and he wasn't taking the fact that he was a werwolf very seriously.

And that seriously pissed off Derek.

"Who's that?" I asked Derek as I watched a very pretty, dark haired girl walked up to Scott and gave him a kiss.

"That's Allison, Scott's girlfriend." Derek Responded. I picked up on the annoyance in his voice. "I somehow get the feeling that your not a big fan of Scott's little girlfriend." Derek continued looking over at Scott and Allison, the disdain clear in his eyes, " I'm not a fan of her or her family."

I wanted to ask him why he felt that way about this Allison girl or her family, but he turned his head away and changed the subject, " What makes you think that he's going to listen to you any more then he obviously wants to listen to me?"

I looked up at Derek, his eyes were the most beautiful shade of green I've ever seen. I swear you could get lost in them. I shook that thought away quickly, I needed to focus.

I smirked, " He probably won't want to listen to me, but he has two options. He either listens voluntarily or I make him listen, it's up to him witch path he chooses to take."

That at least got a laugh out of him.

We watched as Scott walked away with Allison. " I'm going to guess Allison doesn't know Scott's little secret does she?" I asked.

You would be guessing right, Derek said.

Your telling me he is hanging around with this girl and he can't even control himself, I asked in disbelief.

That's what I've been trying to tell him, but he's so freaking stubborn it's ridiculous. As he said that I couldn't help but laugh. He snapped his head around to look at me, " Something funny?"

You realize that your just as stubborn as him, right? I told him. " Yeah, but the difference is I'm not stupid enough to put people in danger the way he is and I'm sure as hell not with some girl who's family is full of hunters out to kill his ass, although they don't know he's a werewolf yet it's only a matter of time before they do know and what happens then."

The more I looked at Allison I felt like I knew her from somewhere. She looked so familiar, but I just couldn't place it.

Wait I thought, what's Allison's last name, I asked him. He looked over at me, " Argent, why does does it matter?" He asked.

Allison Argent. Now I know why she looks so familiar, she's Chris Argent's daughter. I used to know their family back when I had just found out about werewolf's and my father was training me to be a hunter.

I used to know them, I answered and also, you know what Argent means in French don't you? "No, he said." It means Silver, I told him. My father and Chris used to tell me stories when I was younger about legends of werewolf's, I remember hearing the name Argent in some of those stories. Of course I was little and I didn't believe any of them until I eventually found out the truth.

So you're from a family of werwolf hunters also, he asked. I didn't say anything, just nodded.

Why didn't you kill me then, he asked me. I felt his eyes on me, watching me. I sighed, turning around to face him, I looked up into his eyes as he was a few inches taller then me. Because I'm not like my dad, or his father or anybody else in my family for that matter. Everyone in my family hates werewolf's but I've met other werewolf's, like you who have proven to me that they're all not evil or out to kill everybody that get's in their way. Don't get me wrong if it came down to me or a werewolf I will always choose me. And anyways if you come after me or make a move that I deem threatening I will fight back with force and perhaps kill you if I feel that's what need's to be done, but I'm not just going to kill someone or something for the hell of it. I looked into his eyes, trying to read them but he was so damn hard to get a read on. I couldn't tell what he was thinking, and usually I could with anybody. I could read people from a mile away and it irritated me that with him I couldn't.

He was looking at me, closely studying me. Come with me, he finally said as he turned around and walked back towards his car. I followed him towards the car catching up with him quickly. What about Scott I asked him as he opened up his door and unlocking mine allowing me to get in. "He's fine, you'll have time to interrogate him later and besides, you won't get very far anyway with Allison hanging around" He said as he put the keys in the ignition and started the car.

Where are we going, I asked him as I got in and closed the door.

"Somewhere where we can talk privately" he responded as he pulled out of the parking lot and speed down the road.

The road was familiar, as I realized he was driving towards the house that I dropped him off at the other night. The house that burned down, where an entire family was killed. His whole family. Thinking about it more, I began to think the Argent's had something to do with the fire. Who else would do something like that? I needed to find out if they were here during the time of the house being burned down. But even if they weren't living here I still had a feeling they were behind it. I've had run-in's with Kate Argent in the past and she was exactly the type who would do something like that.

I looked over at Derek, the sun was shinning through the window, illuminating around him. His gelled hair, the slight stubble he had running across his chin and neck and those shinning emerald green eyes. I had to admit he was one of the sexiest men I have ever laid eyes on. I couldn't help but find him very attractive, but I hid that fact very well.

He pulled up along the side of his house, stopping the car and getting out. I watched from where I was as he sat down on the steps that lead up to the front door. Once this house would have been beautiful, just looking at it even in the condition it was in you could just tell. I waited a few minutes before I got out and walked over to him and took a seat beside him.

I looked over at him only to find him already looking at me. I had this sudden urge to reach out and crease his face, but quickly shook away that thought as he suddenly spoke. " How do you know about the Agents?"

The question didn't surprise me, I knew he wanted to ask me that since the school.

I sighed, I knew the Agents since I lived in Albany, Oregon. I was only 14 at the time though and I had just been informed about werewolf's, though honestly I thought they were all freaking crazy at that time. That was until I came face to face with one, I said shuttering at the thought.

You came face to face with one, he asked.

Yeah, I would have probably been killed if it wasn't for Chris saving me. I think I've come a long way since then though, I said smirking at him.

I'd say so, he laughed.

So, you grew you grew up with the Agents? He asked.

Kinda, I guess. I never really cared for them though, especially Kate Argent. She is a mega bitch, I said as I watched him. Something flashed in his eyes but I couldn't tell what. He shook his head and said " That's putting it lightly."

I wanted to ask him how he knows Kate, but decided against it, continuing on.

" I recognized Allison though, I used to babysit her while my dad went hunting with her's".

I told my dad I didn't like them, but he told me that as hunters we needed to stay together. I always thought that was a bunch of bullshit though and don't even get me started on that bitch Kate.

I looked up at him and he was smirking, I knew he wanted to ask me something. " You want to ask me something, so just ask." I told him.

Your perceptive aren't you? He asked.

Very, I nodded.

I was wondering what made you not like your father?

Not like my father? I asked.

He shook his head, like what caused you to believe all werwolf's aren't killers.

I smiled, I knew he was going to ask me that so I was expecting it.

I didn't know if I want to tell him, but if I was going to get him to trust me and be open with me I might as well just be honest with him, I thought. I sighed as I began to tell him my heartbreaking moment.

A few years ago I was out taking a jog through the woods, even though my father always told me not to do that. I never listened to him much though so I didn't care, anyway. I was jogging and I got the feeling that I wasn't alone much like the other night when you were out there watching me. I shook it off and continued on until all of a sudden something flew at me and I was thrown to the ground. I had no weapons with me or anything and I wasn't strong enough at that point to fight back so I was kinda helpless against it. I tried to fight back but it was much, much stronger then me. I really thought I was going to die right then and there. I finally opened up my eyes to get a good look at whoever it was that was going to kill me, it was a werewolf of course and I stopped fighting back just looking into his eyes, thinking that I've seen them somewhere before, total dajavu. He stopped what he was doing also and looked at me, deeply. After a minute I was finally able to recognize him, it was Ryan. He was a guy that I went to school with. I never talked to him at school, I just remember little things like passing him in the hallway or seeing him in the cafeteria at lunch or sitting across from me in class. So in that moment that I was able to recognized him finally I said his name. He didn't respond at first, he just continued to look at me. I don't know how long we stayed there laying on the ground like that, with him laying over me just looking into my eyes. It felt like forever. After awhile he changed back to his human form finally and helped me up of the ground.

Neveah, he said. I was surprised at that since I had never talked to him.

I didn't say anything I just nodded and continued to look at him.

I watched as he hesitantly took a few steps towards me. I didn't move or back away from him, as I wasn't afraid of him. I let him continue until he stood right in front of me.

I shook my head at the daze I was in as I remembered the memory like it was yesterday.

I looked over at Derek. He was listening to everything I was telling him. I don't know why I felt like I could be so open with him. I was never like this with anyone. Hell, I've never even told anybody this story I am telling him right now.

What happened after that he asked.

He apologized a lot after that, I laughed thinking back. We continued to talk and talk and we become very, very close.

As we got closer I found myself falling in love with him. A hunter and a werewolf. Of course I had to keep it completely quiet and nobody, absolutely nobody could find out. I stopped talking choking back the tears that threatened to escape.

Derek looked at me, I could read the sympathy in his eyes. " This story doesn't have a happy ending, does it?"

I shook my head, "No, it doesn't."

I continued on, He didn't mind the fact that I was a hunter, he thought it was actually hot I guess. I laughed remembering him telling me that all the time. I was ready to quit hunting and leave with him, but he didn't want me to leave my family like that. He was amazing like that, I smiled.

He was and has been the only person I have given myself to completely. He was my first and that night was the most amazing night I've ever experienced. But that was all very short lived.

We were together walking in the woods that night when he caught on to something or someone out there. I caught on to it also, but of course he wanted to protect me so he made me stay behind to check out what it was. I regret that the most.

Everything after that happened so fast, I really didn't even know what was going on until it was all over with. Somebody came up from behind me hitting me over the head with something very hard and completely knocking me out cold.

As I slowly started to regain conscious I realized It was very quiet, much too quiet. I knew something was wrong immediately I called out for Ryan but there was never an answer. I slowly got up, my head was pounding and my vision was still very blurred.

It was very dark out and I couldn't see very well but after a minute I saw someone laying on the ground in front of me.

It was Ryan, I made my way over to him and saw that he was barley breathing. I broke down immediately as I leaned down next to him and took his hand in mine, holding on to it as tightly as I could.

I took in a deep breath before continuing on. I was a mess, crying and hyperventilating and Ryan told me to calm down. He's the one dying and he's comforting me.

I felt as Derek took my hand in his and give it a comforting squeeze.

He told me how much he loved me, and how much the past year and a half meant to him. He told me I was a strong girl and wanted me to be able to move on. I fought with him over that, telling him he would be okay, but we both knew he wasn't going to be okay. I just didn't want to face that fact.

I love you was the last thing he told me before he died, right there in my arms. I didn't move for hours, days maybe. I don't know how long really. The next thing I know my dad is there and taking me away from Ryan, I fought him the entire time, but he must have given me something because the next thing I knew I was out cold. I woke up in my room, not knowing the day it was or anything. I never talked to my dad about it though. I just pretended like it never happened because I couldn't deal with him or my family at that point. Luckily he never brought it up or talked about it after that.

I stopped talking finally and looked over at Derek, he was looking at me with such sympathy. Like he knew how I felt and I knew he did. He lost his entire family to a fire and I lost the person I cared so much about. We shared a connection, though we didn't admit it.

You have to be one of the strongest people I've ever meet, he said. To go through all of that and carry on like you have and not knowing who did it.

"It hasn't been easy, but I have a pretty good idea as to who did it though." I admitted to him

I smiled. "I don't know why but I trust you so much and we've only known each other for a few days."

" I feel the same way." He admitted.

I was about to say something but his head snapped up towards the woods all of a sudden and before I knew it he had pulled us both up. " Somebody's coming." He said.

I heard a faint sound of walking coming from the woods up towards the house. I quickly grabbed my arrow out of the bag that was sitting on the ground as Derek pulled me into the house and closed the door silently behind him.

I looked out the window slightly as I saw not, one but three people come out of the woods.

Two males and a female...

And the female was none other then Kate Argent.