AN: I DO NOT OWN TEEN WOLF! :(
A few surprises in store this chapter, hope you enjoy it! :)
When i finally get back to the apartment i'm totally confused, and a lot angry. How could Derek kiss me, and then piss off with Peter, the guy who not only cut his sister in half, but stabbed his claws through his stomach, and my chest? Pulling out my keys, i fit them in the slot, but the door is already open. And i'm pretty sure i locked it when i left. Pushing the door open, i can hear the TV playing loudly, and someone pottering about in the kitchen. What on earth? Moving a little further in, i quietly place my keys on the table and make my way towards the person who's doing something in my kitchen. What i was not expecting was to find Zak stood there, cooking something that smelt like pancakes. 'Zak?' I ask, shocked. Oh no. Bad timing! He can't be here, not now we know who the alpha is, not now that i've pissed Peter off. He turns to face me, and breaks out into a huge smile. 'Hey lil sis! You're home later than i was expecting!' He says cheerily. I stand, mouth wide open, too shocked to speak. My brother is stood in my kitchen, after almost six months of not seeing him.
And that's when the tears start to fall. 'Oh my god.' I say. He pulls me into a bone crunching hug. 'Hey sweetie, what's up?' He asks, concerned. I can't tell him that an alpha werewolf is out to get me and my friends, or that the one guy i've ever fallen for has joined said werewolf. 'I'm just glad to see you. It's been way too long!' I mumble into his chest. He chuckles a little. 'I know, but i'm back until Saturday, so there's no need to worry. We can spend tonight catching up, and you can tell me everything that's gone one these past months.' He assures me. That sounds perfect. After the past month i've had, something normal like spending time with my brother is exactly what i need. I sit at the breakfast bar while he finishes off his pancakes, and then loads them onto two plates. Pulling out some strawberry ice cream from the freezer, he chuckles. 'You're so predictable, you know that right?' He tells me. He wouldn't be saying that if he knew what i'd become while he was away. Instead i scowl at him. 'I am not predictable!' I mutter.
We move to the sofa, where he's set the DVD player up and a film is already in and waiting. The Goonies. Mom and Dad's favourite movie ever. 'I know that we usually watch this on the anniversary, but i'm not gonna be able to come back for it, it's my last year in college and i really need to concentrate. But i'll ask Derek to pop round, maybe even uncle could come by and see you for an hour or so? I know it's not easy for you.' He says quietly. I try to push the thought away of Derek. He'd gone behind our back, pretty much used us to find Peter, but instead of killing him he'd joined him. The whole thing was confusing. 'Don't worry about it, i'll be fine. Now can we watch the movie sometime today?' I tease. And like that, we're back to ourselves, teasing eachother, play fighting and acting like brother and sister's should. We have a huge movie marathon, ranging from Disney to action. My favourite being Alice in Wonderland of course.
When i finally collapse into bed at around 3am, i feel more like myself than i have in quite some time. Having Zak around makes me remember how I was before their death, before the whole werewolf business, and before Derek frikkin Hale came into my life. He's the last thing i think about before i drop to sleep. I sleep well into the afternoon, something that doesn't often happen. Most of the time i'm usually just going to sleep, not just waking up. Well, during the holiday's anyway. I'm glad Zak didn't wake me up, i felt like i hadn't slept in weeks, and now i feel extremely relaxed and refreshed. He's sat in the room watching some program on the tele, so i decide to join him for half an hour before heading over to Scott's. 'Is it okay if i head over to Scott's? He's going through a bad breakup.' I explain, and he flashes me a smile. 'Of course, tell them i say hi.' He replies, waving me off.
After dressing, I drive over, and Melissa lets me in. 'Hey Rogue, it feels like forever since you were last over! Everything okay?' She asks me politely. I grin at her. 'Everything's fine Mrs McCall, just figured i'd give Scott some company.' I reply. She nods, and tells me he's in his room, so i bound up the stairs. He's working through the day's homework. 'Did i miss anything interesting?' I ask once i'm sat on his bed. He shakes his head from his desk. 'Nope, just Jackson bugging me about the bite.' He spits out. Jackson's already a douche, i dread to think how he'd be if he became like us. It'd intensify by a million, and then i'd have to punch him a lot more than i already have. 'How're you doing with the whole Derek joining Peter thing?' He asks me quietly. Scott may be a little dense sometimes, but he's such a caring person that it makes up for it. I frown a little at the question. 'Okay i guess. I'm pissed that he's switched sides so easily, but well i guess i can understand why. Peter is his last remaining family.' I say honestly.
If it was Zak who was the alpha wolf, then i'd most likely have done the same thing, even if he had killed someone i loved. We spend hours chilling out, until eventually Melissa comes back home, and walks into Scott's room all dolled up. Wow, she looks stunning. 'What, is it too much?' She asks a little edge of worry in her voice. All we can do is stare, until i finally reply. 'Nah Melissa, you look beautiful, doesn't she Scotty?' He's still staring, so i nudge him in the ribs until he answers. 'Yeah, uh, why you all dressed up?' He asks. Melissa gives us a shy smile. 'Well there was this new person at the hospital today, and we got talking and before i know it i'm saying yes to dinner.' She tells us, a smile tugging onto her face. She's clearly happy. And good for her. Scott's dad is a bit of a prick if i'm honest, leaving his wife and kid behind to pursue his career. Who the hell get's married, has a kid and then leaves them for their job? And i'm going of track. Melissa deserves some happiness, but when we open the door to see who it is, i'm not expecting to see Peter Hale stood there, face looking brand new with no scars.
I freeze, ready to attack if he does, but he doesn't, only threatens to bite Melissa to get Scott to join him. I snarl at him, but he flashes his eyes at me, and although i hate his guts, he's still my alpha and the order works and i submit to him, backing away. It makes me even more angry than i am. He just smirks smugly at me, then continues to threaten Mrs McCall, until she finally appears a few seconds later. 'Sorry, i'm ready now.' She says, flashing him a smile. I want to pull her back inside, tell her that she can't go on a date with this man, any man but him. Ever since my parents died, she's been like a second mother to me, taking care of me when i needed it, let me cry on her shoulder more times than I like to acknowledge and patched me up when i've injured myself. She's truly an amazing woman.
We watch them go off to Peter's car, and as soon as the door closes i'm on the phone to Stiles and explaining what happens. Scott has to make sure that Allison's okay, so i go looking for Derek to make sure that he's not going to do something stupid. I end up calling Zak and telling him that i'm going to be home later than expected, and although he's not pleased, he understands. That's the good thing about Zak. If i was still living with my uncle, he'd have kicked off and probably grounded me, but Zak just lets me got on with it, as long as i'm home at a decent hour. The drive to Derek's is pretty quick, the roads fairly deserted for a Friday night. Parking a few minutes' walk away, I head in the direction of the house, only to find it empty. Deciding to hang around for a bit, i head up to what i know used to be Derek's room before he moved in with me. One of his leather jackets is slung over a chair, meaning he has indeed being staying here, which means that he's more than likely going to be coming back.
Scott joins me half an hour later. 'No sign of him?' He asks me quietly. I'm sat in the chair with the leather jacket. Shaking my head, i sigh and start tapping my fingers on my knee, a bad habit of mine when i'm nervous. What am I going to do if he comes back? Which he does minutes later, and he's not alone. Me and Scott freeze. He stops his pacing and i stop my tapping, both of us holding our breathes. Jackson is with him. Is he going to give him the bite? When they finally enter, Derek starts shouting, telling his prey that no one cares if he has a nice car or perfect hair. This makes me grin cause it's totally true, but once i remember i'm angry at the beta, i stop, and turn it into a scowl. He's going to bite Jackson, and the thought of him becoming a werewolf if enough to make me shudder. We have to stop him. Scott leaves first, standing at the top of the stairs. 'Excuse me, co-captain.' He growls. Again, just like the last time i was in here, i hear loud bangs and some growling. Jackson's heart is about to pound out of his chest.
Heading down the stairs, i grab him by the collar of his shirt and haul him up. 'Get out of here.' I growl at him. His wide eyes find mine, and he doesn't have to be told twice. He runs out the back, and as i turn to face the two infront of me, gunfire starts up. I feel my arm get grazed, but it's nothing, and Derek pulls me towards him, cuddling me into his chest to protect me. This confuses me. If he'd joined Peter, why would he still be protecting me, acting like he cares? Something clicks then. He's only with Peter to keep an eye on him. That's why he was apologizing, to let me know he wasn't joining him! How could i have been so stupid, so quick to jump to conclusion? He has to stay away to make Peter think that he's truly on his side. Derek still plans on killing him, it's just finding the right moment. I look into his eyes, and i hope mine are telling him that i know what he's up to, and that i understand. And with the look of relief he gives me, my message was received. Squeezing me a little, he pushed me in Scott's direction, who's been shot in the stomach.
Grabbing his arm, I steady him, and run like Derek told us to. He turns to face the front door, and from one quick glance back, I see him walking into the gunfire. We hobble through the woods, until I finally get fed up of waiting ,and haul Scott into my arms, carrying him with ease. The clinic is the best place to head, Deaton shouldn't be in and i can get the bullet out and give him some time to rest. But when i do get there and inside, Deaton is still working. 'Oh my.' He says, getting up and helping me with Scott into the back room where we helped Derek with his bullet wound. I haven't been back here since that night of the school incident, and it brings back some unwanted thoughts, but i push them away, determined to concentrate on my best friend for now. Laying him down on one of the tables, I use a claw to rip his shirt off, which Deaton doesn't seem fazed by. Maybe he knows about werewolves already? He gives me a small smile, then goes about removing the bullet and cleaning up the wound.
I gather a gauze for him, then step out of the way, sitting down in the very same chair he was tied up to. Deaton works for quite some time to make sure Scott's going to be okay, and i watch on worriedly. 'Don't worry Rouge, he's already healing.' He tells me reassuringly. I nod my thanks, and he heads out to the front to flip the sign to closed. I want to ask him how he knows about all of this, but now is not the time. I spend hours watching over Scott, well into the early morning, until i drop to sleep from exhaustion.
ZAK'S POV
When Rogue phoned, i knew something was up. She never called to let me know she was going to be home late and that in itself made me paranoid. What the hell had she gotten herself into? At first, i figured it was going to be something illegal, but Derek had assured me that everything was fine, and that I had no need to worry about her. So i hadn't. The only reason i'd come home is because i hadn't heard from either of them for a while, and i had a few free days and i was worrying. So when i got back to find the apartment empty, i was worried. But then she'd come home and we'd spent the night like we always had, but i could see that something was eating at her. Knowing her though, i knew not to ask, she'd only deny it. Rogue's one of those people who will tell you when they're ready, and not a moment sooner. I'd learnt that after our parent's murder.
She'd been distraught after it'd happened. She'd hidden in a cupboard like our parent's told her to, and our mother took her last breath in her daughter's arms. Some idiot was looking for money, and since we lived in the richer part of town decided to try and rob us, but my father was a pretty good fighter and had managed to knock the guy down, or so they say. But you can't fight against a gun, and he'd shot them both in the chest, my father dying instantly. It'd ruined her. She was so happy and care free back then, not worried about showing emotion. I'd suggested she go into therapy, but she'd downright refused, and when the social worker had set her up a meeting anyway, she'd refused to talk. They gave in eventually, something they shouldn't have done.
So yeah, when she called, i knew something was off. She'd been acting kind of strange these past few weeks, but i never brought it up. First she got arrested, and i thought she was going back to how she was when she was 14. And then she punched someone at school, with just over a week's worth of suspension. And now this. It's odd, i'm telling you. And i'm determined to find out what the hell is going on with my only close family, even if i do spend most of my time at the other side of the country.
AN: so, there we have it. Onlyone more chapter left of season 1! :D
Is it wrong to say that i'm looking forward to Peter ripping Kate's throat out? She makes me so mad!
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-Mills.