Okay, so here is the sixth chapter. It isn't the longest, but it is maybe the shortest. Not as long as I wanted it, but I had TAKS when I wrote it. I have some more stuff planned that includes me being evil again and not giving Chloe and Derek a break. There will also be guest appearance coming up. Maybe in the next couple of chapters. And then some more in a few more. Then, that long awaited break that everyone kept asking for, will come, eventually. I didn't get to it in All's Fair in Love and War, but I will get to it here, the much longer than 15 chapters sequel.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of it. I wish I could, I wish I would, and I wish I should. (No clue where that came from…) So, since I'm not Kelley Armstrong and just a Darkest Powers wannabe, let's get on with the story…

The day went by uneventful. We had plenty of room in the house for everyone to stay. That is, as long as it was four to a room. Our house was huge, but it wasn't as huge as the safe-house. Lexly and Lisa bunked in my room with me and Tori. Derek, Simon, Kit, and Andrew shared the room next to mine. Rayon, Ida/Leslie/Mary, and Emma in the room next to them. And that left Dad to his room.

I settled in, and tried to sleep, but sleep wouldn't come. I was used to the comfort of having Derek lay next to me. Of having the warmth he gave off. I was starting to miss it just laying here. I wished he was laying here next to me now.

I don't know how long I stayed there awake, but I finally dozed off, not really going to sleep. My barely peaceful resting was broken by thunder booming outside the house, shaking the window panes and making the room vibrate. I let out a whimper and pulled the covers tighter to me. Having never like thunder storms, I wasn't going to stop now.

Finally, I decided I was going to go seek out Derek. I noticed the clock on the bed stand. Not even midnight. I pulled my blanket around my shoulders and quietly padded barefoot to the next room. I lightly tapped the door and whispered for Derek to come out only for it to be drowned out by a roll of thunder that shook the house. I tapped on the door again and whispered his name again. Not a minute later, the door opened up just enough to see a dreary eyed Derek. He blinked a few times, then sharply shook his head to wake himself. "Chlo? What's the matter?" he said, picking me up bridal style and carrying me downstairs.

"Can't sleep. Nothing to do with nightmares or anything. It's this God damned storm. I have never been a fan of these things. And also, I missed your warmth. I missed the security I feel when wrapped in your arms." I had buried my face in the crook of his neck and we were sitting in the cushiony Lazy Boy armchair Dad had got for Christmas from Mom the year before she died. It was an old chair, but it held fond memories. And I knew Dad could never bring himself to throw it out.

"I'm here now, so don't worry."

"Mmh-hmm."

He reached for the blanket that laid on the couch next to the chair and draped it over us. He then pulled me tight to his chest and rested his chin on the top of my head. "Night, Chloe."

"Night."

I was able to fall asleep after a hour in Derek's arms. The thunder seemed to calm when I was there, and I listened to the tune from the pitter-patter on the roof. No clue when exactly that was, considering it was about 11:00 when I woke him. But I'm sure it was about midnight. Give or take a little.

I slept great and nothing seemed to startle me. It was a calm dream of me and Derek laying in a field painting pictures in the sky. I was laying on his chest and he had his one arm wrapped around me. A smile pulled on my sleeping face. I could feel it through the unconsciousness. I always could when I was around Derek. He made me feel so safe. So comforted and warm. The center of my world. That's what Derek was. He was the center of my world. My crazy messed up world.

"CHLOE?!" came a shriek from upstairs. It sounded like Tori, but I couldn't really tell because Lexly and Lisa also shrieked like Banshees. I heard banging around upstairs and

I groggily yelled a strangled 'what?' directed in their direction. I heard footsteps banging down the stairs as someone ran a little to worriedly down them.

"Chloe? What the hell? I wake up and find your bed abandoned, I check to make sure that you aren't getting all lovey-dovey with Wolf-boy, and come up empty since neither of you are there." Of course. It had to be Tori who freaked. She of all people. And now I'm getting chewed out for it. I just rolled my eyes at her rant and snuggled closer to Derek, who was, miraculously, still asleep.

"Go away, Tori," I mumbled. "I'm trying to sleep."

"Yeah… Whatever… Keep… let's see… What's the word I'm looking for…? Oh, yeah, that's it! Keep sexing up dog-boy over there. I'm sure your daddy won't mind."

"For your information, we know our limitations. As you are well aware, now isn't the perfect time to start a family considering that we are on the run from vindictive homicidal maniac scientists who want us dead. And even if we were safe, I'm sure Dad wouldn't like it. He already confronted me on the matter of having a boyfriend, let alone a mate. And I'm pretty sure I would get 'The Talk' from Aunt Lauren plus she would convince Dad to ground me from seeing Derek for at least the rest of my life. Which will only be until I'm 18 due to the fact that I will be a legal adult by then and can move out. Now go away, I want more sleep. I didn't fall asleep until almost 12:00 because of the storm." I was practically growling. Derek still didn't wake. Maybe he was drugged… Don't be silly. No one would drug him. At least, I can't think of anyone who could…

"Whatever you say…" she sighed giving me a coy smile. What's her damage?

I just gave a huff in response and moved in closer to Derek. I vaguely felt his arms tighten around me, but it didn't seem like much. Could he be drugged? I don't know of anyone who would, except maybe someone invisible. Maybe Aunt Lauren, but would she have a reason? I don't see why. Unless she's a double agent for the Edison Group still and they are going to attack and she wanted everyone together so she could have them all attack at once… That's silly. I am getting to become too much like Derek. Trusting no one unless I knew that they wouldn't betray me. Even Rayon said that they were attacked. It's not like some fake attack would be set up to lead them on so they would leave willingly enough.

Drifting off to sleep took no time and I was, no pun intended, dead to the world in minutes.