Yep, this is a Derek/Chloe chapter. But I can't just have them get together without a hitch that's not their style, there have to be bumps along the way.


Derek's Point of View:

Those were the words I'd been waiting to hear her say for almost two years now and they sounded so sad that it made my heart hurt. I was tearing her apart and I couldn't help it, I just wanted her to be mine and I didn't think about the repercussions of coming into her life at this time.

"You loving me is a problem?" I asked running my hand through my hair.

"Yes! I want to love Liam and have everything be simple like it was before you came into the picture. I don't want to be chased by the Edison group again or be chase in general really. When I left I thought that meant that I was going to be safe but then you guys followed and that plan got shot to pieces," she said, tugging on the end of one of her curls.

"We didn't come here to mess with your new 'safe' life; we came here because we deserve a safe life just as much as you do. I don't think it's fair that you're just assuming everything is about you," I said, leaning back against the doorframe.

I tried to pop my jaw but it sort of hurt, for such a little girl Chloe packed a punch. Not that I would ever tell anyone that or anything but it did hurt. But my ultra-wolfie senses would heal me in about ten minutes.

"That wasn't what I meant and you know it. I meant that it wasn't right for you to come here and think that nothing had changed between us. I'm in love with Liam and I want to be with him but now I also have these feelings for you thrown into the mix and I don't know what to do about them," she said, sliding down the wall across from me and pulling her knees to her chest.

"If you have feelings for me then you know it's not right to be with Liam and lead him on. But then again it's not right to tell me about these feelings for me and say that it's all my fault because it's not, I can't control your feelings," I said crossing my arms across my chest.

She stood up and put her hands on her hips, "Don't you dare do that! I didn't have one problem with my relationship before you came back and decided to be all in love with me. Nothing was wrong with my life until you came back and decided to fight with Liam and mess everything up!"

I was hitting a nerve so I figured I might as well go with it, "You know this isn't my fault! It's yours because you have feelings for me and you don't want to admit that you're wrong. You want to blame your problems on everyone else as long as it's not you. I know how you work Chloe!"

She let out a sigh that sounding incredibly like a growl and said, "You don't know me! Don't go around throwing this mate thing and thinking that you know everything about me when you don't."

"On the contrary my dear, me being your mate means I know everything about you. I know that your favorite color is blue, you love winter, you hate loud noises and thunderstorms, you really want a cat or any kind of animal that you can keep close to you, I could really go on for days," I said in a bored tone.

She had a look of wonder on her face that she quickly masked with annoyance. "Good job, you know some basic facts about me. Why the hell would that impress me at all?"

"I know that your favorite flowers are daisies and that you would rather get them than roses because they're simpler," I said with a smirk. "I know that you love the snow and winter skies but you absolutely hate the cold that comes with it."

Her mouth was hanging agape so I kept going, "If you could be anything in the world you would be a dancer, you have a birthmark the shape of Australia on your right hip, you were a witch for Halloween four years in a row because you loved Harry Potter so much as a kid, you have two tattoos that you don't want anyone to know about; one of them is behind your right ear and the other one is on your left wrist."

I saw her grip her left wrist in her hand and pull her sleeve down over it. I knew I was right about everything I said because she was so speechless. I figured I sounded like a total stalker but it was worth it if she understood that I couldn't help this.

"Why do you know all of those things? The only people who know about my tattoos and birthmark are Kaylee and Matt and I know they didn't tell you," she said. Then her face contorted in disgust and she said, "Have you been watching me change?"

I felt all of the color drain from my cheeks and I quickly said, "Oh God no! I wouldn't do that, it's creepy. I just know this stuff because we can share memories and when you sleep you project yours."

It was true, when she was sleeping she thought about a lot of random things; from her father to Liam to Vampire Diaries. Her mind was a complex thing and it amazed me sometimes, not that I would ever tell her that.

"When I sleep I project my memories to you?" she asked. "Does that mean that anyone else can see them or just you?"

"I'm the only one who can see them, our minds are linked so if I let you, you could see my memories also," I explained sitting down by her in the floor.

"If we can share memories how come I don't ever see yours?" She asked with a puzzled look on her face. "Do you not want me to see them or something?"

"My memories are pretty morbid most of the time. I had a rough childhood until Kit adopted me. I wouldn't want you to have to watch them," I said, running my hand through my hair again.

"Oh, I'm sorry I brought them up," she said. Then she let out a sigh, "You successfully made me stop being mad at you."

"Yeah, I know. I'm sure it won't last for long though," I said with a smile. "You love to hate me too much."


It's sorta short but it's a chapter so yeah. Review!