Im sorry it took me so long to get the next chapter up, but I hope you like it. The story is about to take another leap.
"Scott I am not hiding anything from you. And if I were it would be for your own good." Derek answered Scott, and Isaac stood back a step, his eyes alert like usual.
"Well then Bridgette is. Just tell us, I don't want any more secrets Derek. What is she hiding?" Scott was speaking like he did when he got frustrated, it sounded like he was speaking with his jaw clenched.
Derek took another step forward. "Scott, this is not my secret to tell, it does not affect us in any adverse way, it is something that she will tell you when she is ready. I swear to you that it doesn't matter to you or me or anyone else. So leave it alone, because you will find out eventually." Scott looked back at Derek who was clenching his teeth together.
"Trust you." Scott said.
"Yes, I know you've had problems with it before but I have done a lot for you and the rest of the pack."
"Scott, just listen to him." Isaac put his hand on Scott's arm. "I trust him. If he says it's okay then it's okay." Isaac looked at Derek and he lifted his head up and brought his shoulders back exhaling.
"Fine." Scott said, and Derek went into his house and Isaac and Scott left.
A little while later Bridgett got back.
"Where were you?" Derek asked in a dark mood.
"I went to see Deaton Isaac and Scott were there. The I came back here looking for you, but you weren't here so I went to see Stiles, and then I went to Isaac's house to shower. Erica and Boyd were there and as I was leaving Isaac got there. Why aren't they staying here?"
"It's not very homey here. Why did you go see Stiles?"
"To see if he was okay. You haven't gone to see him?" Bridgette knew how he was going to answer and then she knew the truth.
"No." Derek said. Bridgette nodded.
"You haven't told anyone about me have you? Because I think it would just make them feel uneasy, and I don't want that."
"What happens when you get sick and everyone has to know? Are you going to tell them?" Derek scowled.
"I won't make it that long." Bridgette said.
"What if you do?"
"I won't, okay." Bridgette said. "I already know I'm going to die okay, and I don't want to die lying in a bed, pasty white and coughing up black blood, so I'm going to take the risks I was too afraid to take before." Bridgette snapped at Derek as she walked past him. He inhaled then exhaled quickly and turned around.
"What did you go talk to Stiles about?" He asked.
"What did you go to talk to him about?" She countered.
"I didn't."
"Right, Derek." She walked away towards the back of the house. "Are you coming? It's been a long day."
"No. I'm not sleeping with you tonight." Derek lied.
Stiles and Scott were pretending everything was okay just to get through the last week of school. Isaac had joined them at lunch and throughout most of the day which Stiles was okay with, but he did have to adjust a little, he was so used to it just being Scott and Stiles all the time.
"Dude, no." Scott shook his head in agreement with Isaac.
"Dude, yes. I've got game. Okay maybe I don't but SHE asked ME out. She like came to my house and everything." Stiles used his hands to make vague motions that were completely irrelevant to his revelation.
"Stiles, I think you should be careful with her." Isaac said.
"She's keeping a secret." Scott looked into Stiles' eyes.
"I think she has something going on with her and Derek." Isaac added.
"Trust me," Stiles laughed thinking about how awkward his meeting with Derek had been yesterday," There is nothing going on between them."
"Sure." Isaac said, he walked in on Bridgette and Derek that morning, but he decided not to tell anyone, mostly because his Alpha told him not too.
"You can't just be happy for me? Come on, with everything going on right now, and everything that has happened isn't it okay for the human to have human time?"
"Not with what said human calls 'Werewolf Royalty.' Come on Stiles, you're really going out with her?" Scott put his hand on Stiles shoulder in the middle of the hallway.
"Yeah," Stiles sighed, frustrated that Scott couldn't just be happy for him, "I am. Okay. I like her, and I'm going out with her." Stiles said and he walked away. Isaac and Scott flashed looks at each other.
"She used to be a porn star!" Isaac yelled, happy that the hallway was almost empty. Stiles immediately stopped, turned around and ran back."
"What?!" Stiles pushed his hands towards the floor with his palms facing up.
"She used to be a porn star, and this is your first date. Second if we count the one where Lydia almost died." Scott told him.
"You're lying. I know you are lying. She's not a porn star." Stiles walked off to go have his counseling session.
"How have you been? The past few weeks must have been extremely difficult to say in the least."
"Extremely difficult? That's how you would describe it? It's been Hell." Stiles said.
"Well, remember what I told you? If-"
"'If you're going through Hell, keep going.' I know, okay, but how long do I keep going before I get out?"
"Stiles, I know this is difficult, but that is up to you."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, tell me how you feel? If I were in your place I might feel like all the people around me were being, I don't know… targeted? Does it feel like the people around you are being targeted, Stiles?" He looked at his counselor.
"Why do you say that? I mean, it's been fine, but I'm just trying to deal with what has been happening." Stiles was feeling uneasy.
"Well, how have you been trying to cope?"
"I um, I guess I've spent a lot of time with the friends I have left. It was a traumatic experience, I almost died. I actually don't know how I didn't die. The doctors said I should have been dead." Stiles put his hand to his face and rubbed his finger along the bottom of his lips.
"How do you feel about your friends after what happened? You've been caught in a lot of difficult situations as of late haven't you?"
"Yeah, I don't know, I guess I have been but I just want to try and be normal. I mean, is that so wrong, I wish I were just normal."
"Why do you feel you aren't normal?"
"I don't know, it's complex. I wish it were simple but it isn't. It's just not okay. I don't know why I even come here, it's not like you can do much to help me. I finish out the week and what? I go off on my own for the summer? The world finishes crashing down around me?" Stiles brown eyes were screaming for a way out.
Later that day Isaac, Scott and Stiles went to Scott's house and looked up Bridgette Body.
"Oh, oh my God, yup that's her. No I don't need to see anymore. Turn it off." Stiles walked away from the computer and walked to Scott's door. Stiles heard moaning coming from the speakers and Scott and Isaac were still watching. "I said turn it off!" Scott did so. "Okay, so maybe that's what she used to do, but you never know, plus how did she get on film without the glare."
"Contacts," Scott said, "Her eyes were brown in the video.
"How did you even notice that?" Isaac asked.
"They did a close up on her face before she started-"
"Okay!" Stiles said. "If you guys think this is changing my mind it's not. She's not a porn star now okay; she's just trying to help me out. I've had a really rough time, and she's been helpful okay."
"How do you know she's not like that now? How do you know she's not just going to use you for… that?" Scott said.
"Oh, I think she could find it other places." Isaac said.
"Hey, if you're talking about Derek, it's not like that okay. She's not using me. Myabe she actually likes me. Is that a freaking crime around here?"
"She's twenty, so yeah." Scott said.
"Okay, shut up. You two don't get it. You guys are good looking and you actually play lacrosse during the regular season. You get noticed, you get praise, and I don't get any of that. And I don't complain about it, okay, so please just let me have this." Stiles grabbed his backpack and keys and left heading out to his jeep and driving home.
Harris had given Stiles a strange look on the last day of school as he left his class room with Isaac and Scott. Scott he was used to, but Isaac was a new addition to the troublesome duo. Of course Stiles didn't notice. All he knew was that he had a date with Bridgette, a gorgeous ex porn star werewolf who for some reason decided that she was interested in the little skinny supernaturally incompetent god. And he was still questioning whether or not he was a god. Scott and Isaac had stopped trying to convince Stiles not to go out with her, even though they both still thought it was a bad idea.
At 8:00 Bridgette showed up at Stiles house. He was amazed by the fact that she never wore makeup, and he was glad to see when she came to the front door that she was still not wearing makeup. He liked that she didn't dress like Derek and his wolves. She looked like a normal person, in regular blue jeans and bright colored blouses. Stiles couldn't help looking at her button up shirt and wondering how many people had unbuttoned similar shirts.
"Hey, Stiles."
"Hey there, Bridgette." Stiles lingered with the door half way opened.
"Can I come in?"
"Oh, you know what, it's probably just better that we just go." Stiles stepped outside and closed the door behind him, checking his shoulder before leaving the house.
"Oh, okay." Bridgette stepped back, and Stiles hooked his arm under hers and walked them towards his jeep. He opened the door for her and she jokingly curtsied, and he bowed in return then jogged around the front of the car laughing.
"So, you're dad is working tonight?"
"Um, yeah, he's on call, you know, just patrolling the streets. Keeping Beacon Hills safe." They exchanged glances and busted out laughing. Safe. Right.
"I think he has to be a good man to have raised such an amazing son."
"I'm not amazing."
"No, I think you're pretty amazing, Stiles." Bridgette smiled, turning her head to look at her date. Stiles looked back at her with one hand on the steering wheel. "So where are we going?"
"Are you hungry?"
"Of course. I have a big appetite." Stiles tried not to squirm. Knowing about her past just made things like that sound… too appealing.
"Well, there is this place that serves the greatest grilled cheese; I personally like it because it's hard to mess up. But I was thinking after grilled cheese we could probably go play laser tag."
"You mean run around in a poorly lit maze and not have to worry about dying for real? That sounds like a winning plan. I'm glad I'm out with you right now."
They ate their sandwiches and talked about the most normal things they could think of, which came surprisingly easy.
"Okay, in all seriousness, why did you want to go out with me tonight?" Stiles asked. Bridgette shook her head smiling.
"You know, I don't know. Don't get me wrong, I'm attracted to you. I think it's your charm though. You just have something about you where you don't have to try. You have a big heart, and I admire that, because I know that I don't."
"Well, I know you are wrong about one thing. I think you have a big heart. You came here right? After everything you came here, that means something. People don't just walk into the line of fire because they want to know whether or not they are bullet proof." Stiles leaned forward across the table a little bit.
"Yeah," Bridgette sighed. "I don't know, people haven't always described my choices as noble or particularly good."
"People say crap. So what? It's not like what they think really matters. People are always gonna have something bad to say about someone, just because."
"I'm sure you've heard things about me. Haven't you?" Stiles looked at the table and crossed his fingers together, clasping his hands together on his lap.
"Well, I don't care. We aren't always the same people we were. What you did or didn't do doesn't really matter." Stiles looked at his hands.
"I like that about you. You know, I like you. You're a good guy."
"A good guy who's about to kick your butt in laser tag!"
They suited up for the game and decided to tag team. Stiles was very good and he won the first round, they had given up on teaming up that time around when they split up and Bridgette was unaware. He promised that they would stick together the second round, and they did until the game was cut short.
Stiles had just turned a corner when someone let out a blood curdling scream. It felt for a second like the entire maze froze, but the screams grew louder and soon multiplied. There were screams coming from all over and Bridgette grabbed Stiles wrist.
"We have to get out of here. I don't know what's going on, but we have to make it out of here, because I think whatever it is, has to do with you." Stiles tried to walk in front of her but she insisted on leading the way, claiming an advantage with her heightened senses. They managed to make it most of the way to the exit without running into any gruesome scenes but only a few turns from the exit they saw a girl lying on the floor paralyzed. Bridgette and Stiles exchanged glances and ran out, knowing exactly what was after them.
Stiles and Bridgette left the maze but were stuck there until they could give statements to Sheriff Stilinski. Luckily no one had actually been seriously hurt. No throat slashing, no bloody bodies, just a few paralyzed young people, taken out on stretchers and on girl in an almost catatonic state, that couldn't actually say anything.
"The graveyard? No okay, I'm home, I just got there. No I'll be fine. I'm just going home. Okay, I'll see you at home." Stiles hung up the phone and looked at Bridgette. " Do you want me to take you to Derek's or-"
"No." Bridgette said. "You aren't staying alone tonight. You're dad said he wouldn't be home until noon tomorrow right? I'll move my car so he won't see it. I'll stay the night." Stiles squirmed a little bit.
"I'll be fine."
"No you won't. Not with the way things have been going. I'm staying tonight okay." Bridgette put her hand on Stiles hand.
Bridgette went back to Derek's house the next morning. She walked through the front door and called out to Derek.
"Derek, we need to talk!" Derek came out with Isaac. "How exactly did you kill Jackson? Tell me exactly what happened." Derek and Isaac stared at each other in confusion. They had both been there when Jackson died.
"I ripped his heart out," Derek said crossing his arms across his chest.
"What did you do with the heart after you ripped it out?"
"I put it back. I had to; I couldn't leave his heart ripped out." Derek said.
"What is this about? Why are you asking?" Isaac asked.
"Because Jackson isn't dead. You put back his heart and it let him heal. He was there last night when I was with Stiles. His grave was destroyed and his body was gone. You should have burnt the heart. How did you not know this?" Bridgette was raising her voice.
"That's impossible. He can't be alive. I felt his heart stop beating in my hand." Derek said.
"No, it's not impossible if you didn't burn the heart. Dammit Derek!" Bridgette yelled.
"How was I supposed to know?"
"Because you are an Alpha! You have to know these things. You can't act without knowing exactly what the consequences will be. You think without acting and people die. Everyone dies if you don't know what you're doing!"
"Isaac, you should leave." Derek didn't even look at him. Isaac took the order and bowed out leaving quickly to find Scott and tell him what had happened.
"What were you thinking?" Bridgette said. "We have to find the Kanima and kill it the right way this time." Derek was pacing. "Are you even listening?"
"Is Stiles okay?"
"Yes, but that's not the point! Do you think I would be here if he weren't okay? I stayed over to make sure nothing happened and I snuck out when his father got home. He's fine but we have more important things to worry about right now."
"No, we don't this is exactly why you don't need to be with Stiles. He is our priority because like it or not, this is all about him."
"And I can tell you hate that, don't you?" Bridgette argued. "You can't stand that he has to be in the middle of this. Tough, okay, I don't know what your problem is but you just have to deal with it. I care about Stiles and that's something you have to deal with too."
"No, you don't because you wouldn't be doing this if you did. You are going to die and what then? You don't think Stiles has lost enough people he cares about? Haven't you? Haven't I?"
"That's really what you're afraid of? Him having feelings for me too? No matter where you are in your life as long as you are surrounded by people you will always have people to lose."
"When you die he will be devastated. Leave him alone, Bridgette. I care about you too, so leave him alone, let him fall in love with someone else. Let him be normal."
"Is that why you haven't told him how you feel?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Come on, you might have feelings for me, but they will never hold a candle to the feelings you have for Stiles. I don't know what's going on with you two, but there is something going on."
Derek looked at the girl in front of him and knew she was right, but he didn't want to admit it. He hated the idea of Stiles with Bridgette. He hated it, but he knew that he had to take care of Jackson before he could get close to Stiles. There were so many things left to take care of and they all had to do with Stiles.
SSo, like I said big addition to the story line next chapter so just stay tuned, Don't give up on me now, maybe Jackson's real parent's are important? OOOH! Please read, review, follow and favorite!