Chapter 9

Derek

He focused on breathing, keeping his heart beat down, but he could tell it wasn't working. Why was he changing so easily, why couldn't he control it? Before he knew it his vision was shifting and his nails were growing, his jaw was slack as pleasure coursed through his brain and his canines came in. The animal he worked so hard to contain was consumed with desire, if he was fully turned he wasn't sure he would be able to stop.

"Derek?!" He heard Marie yell. He jerked away from her and shifted back, but not before she shoved him away, grabbed his shirt from the floor, and dashed out of the room. He walked out to the kitchen to find Marie, wearing his shirt, and with a death grip on a large serrated knife.

"I'm not going to hurt you, I promise." He said as he took a step closer and put his hands up in defense. The look on Marie's face was filled with confusion and relief? "I'm sorry about that, I uh-"

"Cut the crap, I know what you are." Marie interrupted.

"Then you know a knife wont do much." He said as he stepped closer again. As he inched closer he locked his eyes on hers, but glanced at that knife several times, assessing exactly how much damage it could do. The size of it had him slightly nervous, but it was the serrations that would really do the most destruction.

"It could cause you enough pain to keep you human long enough for me to steal your truck." Marie stated as she flashed his keys in her empty hand. Damn it…

"But I'm not going to hurt you." He said, he watched the realization creep into her eyes as she lowered the knife. Suddenly a door opened, one whiff told him it was Lauren. Marie jerked and hid the knife behind her back. Lauren didn't even look up from her phone as she walked in the kitchen opened the fridge and grabbed a yogurt. She stood between him and Marie and finally looked up at him and his lack of clothing.

"God get a shirt on." She mumbled before she retreated back to her room. He looked at Marie and they both laughed.

Five minutes later (in the Spongebob announcer voice)

Marie kept the knife, but sat on her bed facing him, completely alert. "I don't suppose we could study now?" He laughed with a grin. Marie, continued to clutch the knife, but relaxed some.

"Well, this makes things interesting, and here I was worried I was the freak." Marie scoffed.

"Wait what?" he asked, wondering what she meant. He sat next to her, still shirtless, and reached to grab her hand. Pain pricked his heart as she yanked away, but slowly gave it to him after a minute.

"So, you're a wolf…" Marie stated with wide eyes that bore their way into his. He looked down, shaking his head yes, and traced the creases of her hand. "Are you- were you bitten?" Marie questioned slowly. As she calmed down he noticed her lie the knife on the bed. Derek might as well spill, cats out of the bag anyway.

"Um, no, it…runs in the family." He explained. He saw her snap her head up as she let that last comment sink in.

"So that means…" Marie sighed. Derek heard the understanding loud and clear in her voice.

"Yep, Tess too…Wait, how did you, what did you mean before?" He snapped his head up and searched her eyes.

"You're never going to believe this…" Marie scoffed as she rubbed the back of her neck. "I'm, uh, I'm…half." He heard her mutter barely louder then a whisper. He could feel his jaw hanging loose and tried to correct it, but it wouldn't respond. That's how she knew so fast, what he was…"My dad, he's yeah…" Marie explained. He couldn't believe it, the burden of his secret, the possibility of losing Marie, and accidentally hurting her, was gone. He felt almost giddy. Derek scoffed quietly, and suddenly let out a chuckle. He couldn't stop from laughing again. Marie cocked her head in his direction with a smirk and confusion in her eyes.

"What is wrong with you? What's so funny?" Marie asked lightly as she nudged his knee. He had to contain himself, now he really was a freak.

"It's just, I was so nervous that if you found out, you wouldn't want anything to do with me…It made me sick." He admitted more to himself then to her. Marie rubbed her thumb on his hand and squeezed slightly.

"Even if I was all human, I don't know if I would change my mind." Marie whispered.

A grin forced its way onto his face. "You know, you say that…" He chuckled playfully just as he pinned her on her bed and squeezed her side. Marie screamed between the laughs and giggles. "But, I don't know…" he joked as he went to squeeze her thighs. Marie writhed underneath him, almost knocking him off. She sure was stronger then he expected.

"No!" She screamed through uncontrollable hysterics. "Please, please! Anything else!" Marie squirmed and yelled. He finally let her up hoping he wouldn't get too much punishment for his fun. Marie shot him daggers with her eyes and he knew it would be bad. She smirked evilly.

"Oh, you're in for it!" Marie growled.

"Don't be mad babe." He cooed, hoping to lessen his penalty.

"Oh, I'm not mad," Marie snarled as he inched away from her on the bed, "I don't get mad, I get even…" Suddenly Marie launched from where she sat and attacked. His body forced him to laugh as Marie ticked him where ever she could get her hands. "Ha! Suffer!" Marie yelled in victory. He twitched involuntarily as she gently pinched his sides. Derek grabbed Marie's wrists and pinned her down, laying on top of her and using all his body weight. He face hovered just above hers and he kissed her nose teasingly.

"You're not so tuff now, now that I have these under control." He chuckled as he kissed both of her angry fists. Marie jerked and sent them both flying over the edge of her bed. He landed with a soft thud on her carpeted floor and a small grunt as her body forced the air out of him. Finding his breathe in nearly a second, he looked up at Marie, who was currently straddling his stomach and pinning both his arms over his head.

"Don't underestimate the halfy." Marie warned with a grin. He snickered and laid completely still as she kissed him softly and slid down so she sat at his waist. He could feel each of her heavy breaths as Marie ran her fingers through his dark hair. Once again, only their jeans separating them. He easily sat up and grabbed her hips, he let his hands wander down under her sexy thighs, he worked his way down and hooked her knees, pulling her as close as he could. Each kiss was slow, but loaded with passion…her every move precise, blistering the skin she kissed. Marie was driving him past sanity, she rested her arms on his shoulders and continued to play with his hair. Derek brought his hands back around and wrapped his arms around the smallest part of her waist, bringing her in and holding her to his chest. Marie pulled away and rested her head on her arm, their cheeks touching. His arms were wrapped around her and he played with the tips of her hair as they sat together.

"You make this so difficult…" Marie said in a heavy voice.

"Make what difficult?" he asked calmly.

"Saying 'No' to you." Marie admitted. He chucked and kissed her shoulder. She made it impossible not to think about it.

He heard something…some noise he couldn't quite place, some animal maybe. He opened his eyes, but the smell hit him before he saw Josh's foot, only inches from his face.

"Uhhh!" He grunted as he jerked away from the rank order. He sat up and shielded his eyes from the glaring sun. Looking down at his best friend, he realized what the noise that woke him up was. Josh was snoring, like a chain saw. He shoved his friend, trying to wake him up, but accidentally shoved him right off the twin sized bed they'd shared last night.

"Ugh!" Josh grunted.

"Aw, man I'm sorry, did that wake you up?" he joked, feeling almost no remorse.

"Uhhh, you keep forgetting," Josh groaned as he rolled onto his back, "I'm human, these things, like falling off beds, bruise me. I'm gunna be bruised, scarred maybe, forever changed. All because my careless best friend shoved me off his bed with his freakish strength." Josh sat up and got on the bed.

"Baby." Derek mumbled jokingly as he slid on his tank. Without warning, the most amazing smell wafted into his room and right to Derek's alert nose. He jerked his head towards is door as his stomach let out a ferocious growl, it was time to eat. "Come on, my mom made breakfast." Josh rolled off the bed and followed him down the hall.

"Are you ever not hungry? Cuz really, I don't think I've ever been over here and not seen you eat enough for like three people. I mean, people say I eat a lot." Josh scoffed as they rounded the corner into the kitchen.

"Finally!" Tess exclaimed. She sat at the table with the twins and Peter, his mom and his aunt were serving the last of the eggs and everyone one else was in the living room watching Saturday morning cartoons. Everyone was looking over at Josh when the boys sat.

"What?" Josh asked as he looked at Derek, then everyone at the table.

"Did you boys, by chance, invite a bear to you little slumber party last night?" Peter asked sarcastically.

"Yeah, that or play with a chain saw all night? I could hear you all they way in my room, you kept me up all night." Tess complained. Josh had his hands in the air in defense.

"It is not my fault I have sinus issues alright. We cant all be perfect, you bunch of freaks you." Josh mumbled into his food.

"Yeah, it's not his fault! Dude, but you should seriously see a doctor or something for your feet, they might have mold on them.." Derek said laughing. He looked around as his family snickered.

"Ok, fine, be that way. I'll just take my food else where, bet you Bean wont tell me my feet stink." Josh huffed as he got up.

"Smell ya later…" Derek joked.

"Mom, can I bring a friend with us to the beach house? Please?" Tess begged. Katherine Hale sat the table across from Tess with a poker face that was unreadable.

"I'll think about it…" She finally decided. Tess's face lit up instantly and Derek's mom cracked a smile. He cleared his throat and put his fork down.

"When is Laura heading down here?" He asked. His dad walked into the kitchen from the living room and put his plate in the sink.

"The day before we leave. Which means our little princess here will be sharing her bed." Derek's fathers explained as he rumpled Tess's hair.

"Dad!" Tess shrieked. She fussed to fix her hair but it remained slightly fuzzed.

His phone buzzed in his lap, he opened the text and smiled when it was from Marie. His favorite part about texting was that no matter how good someone's hearing is, they cant listen in. "Hey mom, can I hang go over to Marie's house today?"

"Are your chores done?" Mrs. Hale asked with raised eyebrows. Derek nodded as he got up and stuck his empty plate in the dish washer. Josh walked in the kitchen with Bean on his shoulders.

"Dude, Derek can you take me home?" He asked as he set Bean in a chair.

"Sure, why?" Derek asked, normally his best friend stayed until they forced him out. Josh was staying over some much at one point that his is mom even asked once if Josh had a family, or if he just lived under some bridge and showered at their house.

"The neighborhood bear is in our front yard and my mom needs to go to work." Josh explained as he walked towards the door and grabbed his bag.

"Wait-"

"Well, its actually a dog, but it still freaks her out." They got in the truck and headed over.

When they pulled up a giant saint Bernard sat in front of the door barking and baring it's teeth at the truck. He got out of the truck and followed Josh up to the house. "Oh shut up." Josh mumbled as he wave his hand. The dog kept barking as Josh carelessly walked past and into the house. Derek just stood there as the monstrous dog turned its attention to him and barked relentlessly. The dog was rearing up, acting like it was going to jump on him. He focused on turning just enough for the animal to get the idea, just enough for his eyes to change. He could feel his canines peak out from his lips as he bared his teeth and let out a low growl. The giant dog whined, laid down, and rolled over on its stomach. Derek went back to his human form and the dog ran away.

Josh walked out side with a piece of fried chicken and looked around. "Where'd he go?" Josh questioned.

"Oh I just uh, scared him away…" Derek answered. Josh looked around and laughed.

"Hm, I should get your help more often, last time I had to feed him to get him to leave." Josh explained as he took a bite of the chicken and stuck his head in the house. "You're clear mom, he's gone!" Josh yelled. Almost immediately Josh's mom poked her head out the door.

"Thank you, I'm sorry you had to come home." She said as she raced to her car and jumped in. "Bye boys! I'm late! See you for dinner sweetie!" She shouted as she backed out of the driveway.

"Bye mom…" Josh said too late. Derek walked to his truck and got in.

"See ya later man." he yelled to Josh, who stood in the door way and waved. He worried about his best friend sometimes, he knew Josh was alone a lot, but when he wasn't alone he was with his mom, or worse his step dad. Josh never said anything more about him other then that he was a jerk, but Derek knew his best friend, and he saw the fear in his eyes.

He sat on the couch with Marie and watched Mrs. Nichols run around the house getting the final touches for her date with some guy.

"Hey, do you wanna get some ice cream tonight?" he asked quietly.

"Marie, have you seen-" Mrs. Nichols interrupted.

"On your counter!" Marie yelled. Mrs. Nichols walked in the living room where they sat and put one of her earrings in. "I'm sorry I-" Marie tried.

"Thank you Marie for babysitting tonight for Sheriff Stalinski, he just couldn't seem to find anyone." Mrs. Nichols said as the doorbell rang. Confused, he looked at Marie.

"Baby sitting?" he mouthed. Babysitting this guys kid? What if it was annoying, or worse, what if it was a baby?

"Sorry…" Marie mouthed. Oh well, it couldn't be that bad.

"Daaaad." Derek heard a young boy whine from the other room. "Why can't I just go to Scotts house?" He and Marie got up and walked into the front room. The Sheriff put his large hand on top of his sons head and bent down to look at him.

"Stiles. I already told you, Scotts dad said no." The sheriff explained.

"I don't need a stupid babysitter!" The boy tried.

"Yeah, and the last time I left you at home by your self, you set popcorn on fire. Now, unless I want the insurance to go up again, I'm not leaving you." Sheriff Stalinski stated.

"Uhhh." Stiles shrugged and gave in. Derek stayed back as Marie stepped forward.

"It wont be so bad, it will only be a couple of hours and we could go get ice cream? I mean if its ok…" Marie offered warmly. Stiles eyes lit up as he turned back to his dad.

"You hear that? Ice cream, you'll be fine." The sheriff said as he patted his sons shoulder and turned for the front door.

An hour and a half of Chicken Run and a box of pizza later, Derek was driving the edge of town with Stiles cuddled up next to Marie on the other side of his truck. He parked and they all walked into Ann's quietly. Who ever this kid was, he wasn't much of a talker. He didn't mind that so much as the fact that he looked so depressed. The kid couldn't be more then ten and every time Derek looked at him he swore he looked like he was going to cry. What should be innocent, ten year old eyes, were sorrow filled, broken ones. He did noticed though, every time Marie paid him attention, that kid couldn't help but smile. He loved that about her, she brightened the room. They walked up to the counter and looked at their choices.

"Ok guys, its on me." He announced to the pair. Marie and Stiles both had their faces pressed to the glass, completely ignoring him.

"That's nice of you young man." Said the woman from the last time they were there.

"Hey, I remember you. How are you? How's this place doing?" Derek asked, genuinely interested.

"We're doing just fine thank you for asking. I'm glad to see you too together, hardly see a young couple come around here." She said in her frail voice. "What will you all have today?" The old woman asked Marie.

"Well I want Butter Pecan, Stiles?" Marie look at the boy who jerked his head from the glass and looked around, like he had gotten lost in thought trying to pick his ice cream. "What ice cream do you want?" She asked again.

"Orange sorbet." Stiles answered with a hint of a half smile. The old woman scooped the ice cream and handed them out.

"And for you?" She asked him.

"Chocolate, thanks." Derek said with a smile. She brought over his ice cream and handed it to him as he gave her the money. After she handed him the change she grabbed a napkin and scribbled something on it in a rush. He was about to walk away when suddenly she gripped his fore arm and looked him right in the eye. She didn't lean forward and she barely spoke at a whisper.

"Do you know the truth about your grandfathers death?" She asked in a voice that was cold. She slipped the napkin in his hand and turned and walked into the back of the place. Derek, shocked and confused, walked to the table where Marie and Stiles sat with giant grins, devouring their ice cream. He looked down at the napkin as he approached slowly. Meet me at the Beacon Hills Library parking lot- midnight, next Saturday.

Marie

She sat with her legs in a awkward position, that was sure to give her future back pain, so they could support her laptop as she scrolled through Myspace. She couldn't make her self go to bed, just twenty more minutes. She looked at the time, one eleven, wooops…It was only Monday, she could get sleep tomorrow. Suddenly she heard a rapping on her window and she froze. Maybe it was the bush…and it grew branches, maybe it was a leaf, maybe it was slendy. Just then there was a knock, oh my god it really is slendy. Her phone vibrated in her hand and she looked down. From Derek…Open the window. She laughed and slid the window open.

"Hello love." She cooed as she stuck her head out the window and looked up at him. Derek smirked and leaned down and kissed her.

"I knew you weren't sleeping. Wanna go for a walk?" Derek asked.

"Sure." she answered as she ducked back inside. She wiggled her jeans on and slipped on her converse and went back to the window. She successfully stuck one leg through and ducked her head through, but when she tried to pull her remaining foot out, her heal got caught on the window pain and she crumpled onto the wet grass. Great.

"Marie?!" Derek 'yelled' in a hushed whisper.

"I'm fine, really." She reassured him as she got up. There were splotches on her entire left side and she groaned internally. Fan friggan tastic. "Well that was about the most graceful thing I've seen a half werewolf do all day. I have speed, I have strength, I cant even heal! But do I have an ounce of grace? No…" She said in defeat. Derek grabbed her hand.

"But I like you around anyways." Derek said as he chuckled. She lightly bumped his hip and laughed.

"Aw, aren't you cute?"

"Absolutely adorable."

"Hmm, so that's what your mother tells you?" she joked as she looked at him and walked down the street with the very romantic yellow streetlights illuminating their way.

"Well I would be able to tell if she was lying. Wouldn't I?" Derek scoffed.

"Oh get away from me." She let go of his hand and ran into the woods that crept it's way towards the houses at the end of the road. Well away from any streetlights, she couldn't see a thing that wasn't the waxing moon, almost full. "Derek?" She whispered. "Where are you?" She heard something rustle behind her and someone grab her wrist. A hand was over her mouth and she was turned against a chest. Derek held her snugly against him and his eyes pierced deep inside of her.

"Someone could steal you away out here." Derek whispered. She tried to wiggle free, but couldn't, and knew it wasn't possible, he was stronger then any human, which she loved. She raised her eye brows and laughed as Derek brought his hand away from her mouth.

"Only if they could catch me." She retorted. "Can I have a piggy back?" Derek let her go and she jumped onto his back, holding on with all her strength. As Derek walked through the woods her eyes adjusted and she could see pretty well. "Where are we going?" she whispered in his ear.

"I have no idea." Derek answered. She looked up ahead and saw a good break in the trees.

"Up here, stop up here." Derek walked to where the moon light lit up the ground and Marie jumped off. She put up the hood to her hoodie and laid on the ground, looking up at the sky. Derek laid next to her and put his arm around her, supporting her head on his bicep.

"So, who all in your family is a wolf, I know sometimes the gene doesn't get passed…" she questioned, hoping Derek would answer. He looked down and her, and back up at the sky before taking a deep breath.

"Every body except Jillian, my aunt Jane, and Ann." answered Derek.

"That's weird, the twins…" she mentioned slowly as she wiggled closer to him.

"Yeah, well their not identical so…" Derek explained.

"How can you guys tell, so young?" she wondered aloud.

"Just little things, like good hearing or speed. You start to turn about the time you hit puberty. Poor Alex is having a hard time with it lately though, it's a little harder at first, controlling it, but it gets easier." Marie looked up at the moon and sighed.

"What about the full moon?" she asked.

"Well, Alex only has a little trouble with that still, but we watch out for him. You get the hang of things pretty quickly in a pack this big, with an alpha like my dad. I usually don't have any trouble, but Tess says it give her cramps from hell." Derek finished. Yeah, she knew exactly what he was talking about. "What about you, what about your family?" Marie almost laughed, her sad excuse of a family.

"Well, really it isn't much. My dad was bitten, when he was in his early twenties. He told me how dangerous he was, which is why that was one of my first questions, and how out of control he felt. My mom is human and so is Lauren, but I got half the gene. At first my dad and I just thought I was fast and strong and could heal, but I think there's something more too it." explained Marie. Derek nodded his head slowly.

"Yeah, I heard it was hard for them. My family actually has a semi-long lineage, my great Grandpa was bitten, that's were the Hale wolves started. Can I ask you something about Saturday?" Derek said.

"Shoot."

"That kid…Stiles, where's his mom?" Derek asked. She looked over at Derek hesitantly.

"She uh, died, not too long ago." she said quietly.

"Oh…that's, awful…I couldn't imagine losing someone that close to me." he mumbled. Marie looked up at the moon and choked back tears, she wished she could take that boys pain away...even if she had to suffer instead, that little boy should still have his mommy. All of the sudden she yawned like a cat who just woke up from napping. Luckily this happened to help hold back the liquid in her eyes.

"I should take you home, you're tired and we have school tomorrow…" said Derek.

"Ok mom, if you must." she taunted.

"Hey young lady, don't give me sass!" Derek laughed as he got up and pulled her up with him. She walked in front of him as they slowly made their way home. Suddenly, Derek jerked around and looked up into the trees.

"What? What is it?" she asked nervously.

"Nothing…I just smelled something, like smoke." Suddenly she saw something rising from the trees about a quarter mile away and knew he had to see it, was that smoke? She looked desperately for the source and finally saw a dim glow of light.

"Something's on fire, over there." She pointed in the direction of the fire. Derek grabbed her hand abruptly and started walking.

"Come on, its nothing, probably just brush control." Derek said hastily, maybe he was right, but something seemed off, Derek seemed almost…spooked.

Ok, hopefully this chapter was better then last weeks. I hope you guy liked Stiles appearance and I hope you are happy i got this one out so fast. Kinda scared for the bad reveiws, oh well I'll cross my fingers :)