A/N: More characters in this chapter. I have an idea on how I'm going to end this story FINALLY. But no worries to those of you who are following, we've got some time to go before that happens. Also I know I teased some sexy times. It's on it's way. I included a lot more characters in this, made it a bit more of a group adventure because I wanted to see how Derek and Lydia would be around the pack, and their ultimate reactions to it. Also this is Derek's POV this time around, bare with me. SourWolf, was demanding me to write from his perspective. Oh P.S. squint a bit and you see some Sterek and Danny/Isaac. I was toying with my Slash Writing here cause you might be seeing a Danny/Isaac fic from me really soon.
It was hot in Beacon Hills, the heat wave that battled the east coast and won, now made its way to the west and it looked like it was about to have the same outcome as it did on the other side of the country. The Hale house wasn't exactly the best place to be during a heat wave. It was hot, and smelled of ash. Derek couldn't exactly install an AC in the house considering he didn't even have electricity. Somewhere in between the chaos he was able to get the house back from the Argents but he wasn't sure for how long.
"Hey, little nephew." Derek turned around to see Peter standing behind him in all of his glory. A smirk on his face, and his hands on his hips. "I really love what you've done to this place... where did you get the decorating tips? Home Insider Magazine?" he snarked. Derek retaliated Peter's smirk with a scowl and moved past him. "I know your mother told you that when you make silly faces it'll get stuck like that! But I guess it's too late for you anyway..." Derek tilted his head, not looking amused and Peter continued "Little Nephew, what I'm trying to say is that, I think..." he looked serious for a second and Derek was almost ready to hear what he had to say, he looked like the old Peter for a moment, the one before the fire. The one that played sports with him, and taught him how to flirt. Before Derek could continue on with his thoughts, Peter went on "Well, I think any cosmetic corrections to your face will be really helpful! Maybe we can even make your lips move upward so you can smile." His uncle moved toward him, making a motion of cheek pinching, the kind his grandma used to give him right before she actually did it. Derek growled at Peter and stalked off. "You better leave before I kill you again." he turned his head back to him, and moved toward his jacket.
"But I was so excited about going to the pool with you and seeing that sexy girl of yours again." with that comment Derek's green eyes began to turn red, he felt a fire inside of him. Peter kept coming around to the house lately, trying to get him to "forgive" him but the young man wasn't sure he was ready to forgive or forget anything, especially when it came to Peter. He kept his uncles visits to himself because he didn't want the rest of the pack knowing the circumstances of why Peter did the things he did in the first place or that he was talking to him. He just felt lonely sometimes even with Lydia around, he still knew that blood was thicker than water and with Peter it was hard to forget that sometimes.
"Leave." he said to his uncle who was still standing in the same place he left him. "Fine. But I'll be back. Have fun reading the dictionary or whatever it is you do to relax." Derek sighed and let a few minutes pass before he exited out the door. Making sure his uncle was now long gone. He smelled the air and Peter's scent was now miles away.
He made his way to the pool where everyone else was trying to cool off from the heat. He had no idea why he brought his jacket with him, considering it was close to 100 degrees outside and Scott and Stiles were both wearing their trunks, Stiles of course was covering his chest with a t-shirt, which he wasn't surprised about considering he imagined he looked like a prepubescent boy under there, or maybe not, maybe he looked okay... He had no idea why he was thinking about what Stiles looked like shirtless and cringed a bit at his own thoughts. Scott on the other hand had nothing to hide and was reclining on his chair, he saw girls walk by glaring at him and giggling. He could hear Stiles protesting that girls never looked at him and that he was the ugly friend when Scott was around. Scott looked amused and put a hand on his friends shoulder for reassurance. They were sweet, Derek thought. Sort of like an old married couple.
Before things could get any worse he felt someone on his back, covering his eyes. Her legs wrapped around him, he grabbed them as soon as she jumped. "Peek-A-Boo!" she squeaked. He took her hands off of his eyes and turned his head to kiss her cherry lips. He only intended to give her a peck when her tongue slid into his mouth, he pushed his right back, squeezing her thigh with his fingers, he could feel her body temperature rising and she dropped to her feet. "Wow that was some hello!" she looked at him, her hazel eyes were sparkling and he couldn't help but think how beautiful she was. "Well, I'm good at greetings" he said in a low, gruff voice.
"Oh get a room!" he heard Stiles yell from a distance by the pool chairs. His whole body was covered in sun block, and his nose had a ton of lotion on it. Derek stared at Stiles with an arched eye brow and looked him up and down while walking over to the pool chairs, eventually finding a spot next to the guys and sitting down. "What, I'm fragile! The sun is my arch nemesis!" Stiles said and laid his head back down. He saw Isaac and Jackson in the pool with Erica and Boyd. They were playing chicken, and Jackson somehow ended up on Isaac's shoulders taking on Erica. A cackle erupted in the pool when Erica fell backwards. He could hear Jackson scream, "I never lose!" in triumph.
"Excuse me is there any reason you are wearing a jacket to the pool." Lydia stated, looking Derek up and down. He almost forgot, he thought the heat that was enveloping his body came from seeing Lydia in a tiny polka-dot bikini. "Oh I almost forgot I had it on." he shrugged and took it off, along with his favorite earth-toned t-shirt. He saw Lydia's eyes open wide, a hungry look on her face. He'd seen that look several times now. He saw that her eyes stopped on his abdominal area and although he would enjoy this kind of objectification in the comfort of his bed, or his kitchen, or his living room floor... he couldn't take it with all of the guys there.
"Hey do you wanna go in the pool?" he asked, his green eyes were soft."Abs." she said still drooling over his stomach She looked stunned at herself and he saw her fluster for a second before quickly recuperating. "Absolutely! I mean. It's a new slang for absolutely." Derek looked over at Scott who shook his head trying to hold back laughter. Stiles on the other hand was trying to ignore them as much as possible and was watching Erica and Jackson splash each other around in the pool.
Isaac came over and put a hand on Derek's shoulder, "Hey, I wasn't expecting you here." he took his towel and dried his curly hair. He felt Lydia wiggle beside him "Alison. You came!" she yelled out loud and ran toward her. He saw that she was there with Jackson's best friend Danny, whom he only met briefly in passing. Seeing Alison and Danny marked a weird response from Isaac who began to straighten up a little bit, like he was a soldier giving his superior officer attention. He looked over at Isaac and gestured for him to lean down next to him so he could whisper in his ear. "Don't even think about it. Scott will kill you, that is if she doesn't kill you first. Argent women are deadly. Trust me." Isaac looked back at him in confusion, "You + Alison = NO NO." he said now, in words he would hope Isaac would understand. Isaac whispered back, "Oh. Alison. Yeah. I think she's hot. Wont work. Got it!" but he still saw that look on his face, the same look Lydia had earlier, the one of hunger, the one of want. He shrugged, if Isaac wanted himself an Argent, let him make that mistake. He wont try to teach him, just like he didn't with Scott.
All of the attention turned to the girls, Scott had that sad, longing look on his face whenever Alison showed up and Stiles looked indifferent that is until Lydia started trying to pull, what appeared to be a t-shirt off of Alison. "Come on! Take it off, you were never ashamed before!" Lydia was being forceful and Alison kept pushing her hands off of her, "I just don't want to be strutting around today. I'm not in the mood. Is that okay? To not be in the mood?" her eyes were dark but Lydia was relentless. He knew that better than anyone. "She's here isn't she? We got her out of the house, just like you asked, let her do it her way." stated Danny, calmly as usual. The war of words went on for a few minutes and he couldn't help it, "if she's uncomfortable leave her alone." he shouted at them, he instantly knew he made a mistake as Lydia scoffed at him giving him a terrifying look and Alison shouted back "thanks for the input but no one was asking you." Stiles looked over at Derek and simply stated "hey man, if the girls wanna put their hands all over each other why are you stopping them?" Stiles did have a point but he wasn't going to let him win. "Shut up." he turned to him, trying to look menacing but the young man wasn't paying attention anymore.
Eventually Lydia had her way and Alison was in her swim suit, the dark haired girl walked over, flashing a sarcastic fake smile to Derek and a real one to Stiles. She instantly went into the pool for a swim ignoring everything else around her. She'd been so dark lately after everything with her mother and Scott. He knew what it felt like, to lose family. This war between The Hales and The Argents it needed to end there was just too much blood shed, but as long as they threatened his pack, he'd fight. "Hey Miguel, nice to see you." said Danny extending his hand. It took Derek a second to realize the dark haired man was talking to him. It was a long story about him being named Miguel, Slavic Stiles's random Hispanic cousin. "I didn't know you and Lydia were dating. I thought she was with that creeper, Derek Hale." he looked a bit confused. Before he could answer, Lydia looked up and spoke for him "He is Derek Hale, you dumbass! And he is not creepy!" she chirped. "But Stiles said that he was his cousin." Danny looked even more confused. "Stiles is an idiot, aren't you Stiles?" she looked over the young man who wasn't paying any attention to them, but entirely to Erica who was fixing herself in the corner. "Oh me? Yeah, big idiot!" he continued to stare over at the corner. "See I told you!" she said, shaking her head and smiling at Danny. "Before you ask me to take out his ID, there's a seat by Lahey!" she pushed him toward Isaac who looked at Derek with what looked like confusion at first, but then Derek realized it was more like excitement.
Danny looked at the chair next to Jackson's stuff and began to protest "there's a spot here." she looked him over quickly and pointed to Isaac again. "YOU! LAHEY! NOW!" she screeched and Danny was on his way toward Isaac in a heart beat. He recognized the way she did that, using words instead of sentences, he'd do that all of the time. Even though Lydia was being bossy, for what reason he didn't know, but he liked his girl bossy and a smile fell across his face, he was proud of her. He got up and kissed her on the cheek, "that's my girl." he whispered in her ear, he heard her giggle.
He was feeling frisky when he grabbed her and threw her into the pool quickly. Immediately jumping in after her. They splashed around and played Chicken with Boyd and Jackson. Jackson trying to beat Lydia was probably the most amusing sight, they thrashed around and almost hit Alison severally times who was doing laps around the pool. Eventually she beat Jackson and he went backward into the pool. When he swam back up she made sure to triumphantly scream "I NEVER LOSE!" mocking Jackson.
Derek smirked at Lydia, and strred at her with adoration. She was absolutely everything he'd ever wanted and he needed her more than anything. He felt the urge to trust again, the urge to love. He could never thought he could fully ever give himself to anyone especially after what happend with Kate, but he wanted to give himself to Lydia and that was a large step for him, to even think about it. Sure he wanted to trust Scott and to love Scott like he was his own kin but the young wolf didn't trust him and one day they'd get over that, but for now he wanted to make sure he always had Lydia.
Jackson, Boyd and Alison all left the pool along with the other kids who were playing in it earlier. They were alone. Again. Just like Derek always wanted. "Hey can I ask you a question?" he asked her, "Shoot" she said looked at him. "I'm kind of a screw up, you know that right? Everyone wants to kill me. If you want to walk away, you should walk away." she looked at him confused. "Derek Hale, if the question is if I know you're a screw up the answer is yes. Do I want to walk away? No. Everyone's tried to kill me too! Including you! Now shut up and stop being dark. Lets have a good time." she smiled, the smile that took up her whole face that made him feel like his world wasn't cold and grey, but warm like the sun, he felt like a child wrapped in his mothers warm embrace after a fall. He didn't want to think about his mother when thinking about Lydia, but he couldn't help it. There was something about her, that go-getter attitude that was consistant with all the Hale women, Laura was the same.
"I know you can help me set up Danny and Isaac!" she looked excited about this, still smiling. He was confused though. He knew Danny was gay but he didn't think Isaac was. "What?" he questioned her. She glared at him, raising an eyebrow. "Oh my God, you dumb dog. You don't know? Isaac likes him! Like, like-likes him!" Derek looked back at her. "...no" he said quietly moving away from her, even though it all suddenly made sense; the look he got when Alison and Danny walked in, he was looking at Danny not Alison. "Yes." she said, her tone perky and her eyes wide. She pushed his head into the water. When he got back up he reached for her and kissed her forehead. He wanted to tell her about Peter and his intentions, that he had been seeing him but he couldn't. Not now, not when they were having so much fun. The sun shining bright, their friends laughing around them. Most importantly, he saw Lydia who for the first time in the long time was laughing, giggling, and delivering orders like it was the old times. He saw Scott no longer mopey, chasing Stiles around the pool holding his sunblock hostage, Erica and Boyd in the corner joking around. Jackson unintentionally disrupting Isaac and Danny's mating ritual while Alison kept trying to unsuccessfully distract him.
"Derek Hale? Is that you? Cause I see a smile!" Lydia said happily. "Look at those pearly white teeth!" she pinched his cheeks the same way Peter tried to do earlier. He should tell her, he thought. He should tell her now. "Lydia, i have something to tell you." his face and voice both stern. "Can you save it until tomorrow? I have a feeling you're going to tell me something I don't want to hear and I'm having too much fun." he smiled to himself. You got it boss, and kissed her forehead. She smiled at him and he hugged her, the water around them, the sun shinning on them. Today was perfect, he thought to himself. His mother always taught him to cherish those perfect days, and he would. Just for her.