After deliberating what to do for about an hour, I decided to write :)

disclaimer: I'm fed up of telling everyone that I don't own DP

I didn't get to spend the night with Derek. After about an hour of sitting, talking and, yes, kissing, Simon came huffing in, Derek thought it would be best if I go, so he could chat to Simon and try and calm him down. I agreed with him, because I'd never seen Simon as angry as he was then. Anyway, no doubt Aunt Lauren would of found out sooner or later where I was and shooed me out. So I ended up outside my bedroom door, trying to persuade Tori to let me in.

"Tori, I know you're annoyed, but don't make me sleep out in the hallway because of it..." No answer. I was talking to a wooden door. I sighed and turned around to lean against it, and slid down until I reached the floor. Maybe I would just wait until she needed to go to the bathroom. I'd been sat there for at least another ten minutes, plans of how to get Tori to let me in running through my head, when I felt the pressure of the wood against my back disappear. I jolted forwards to stop myself from falling on my back, and twisted around to see Tori stood in the doorway. Her face was all puffed up and her eyes were red, but I knew better than to comment, so I just stood up. She moved back over to her bed, and I followed her into the room, closing the door behind me. I sat on my bed and turned to face her. Silence. She muttered something.

"What?" I asked.

"I'm...I'm sorry" she said a little louder, looking up at me.

"Oh" I wasn't expecting an apology from her, because she hadn't done anything to me, but I accepted it anyway.

"How did you find out?" she said, a little of the old Tori curiosity coming back into her voice.

"It's confusing...in the end, Gwen accidentally told me when we were with Andrew." I answered.

"Well, at least I wasn't the very last to find out. Simon looked pretty pissed off when I left them." Amusement tinted her voice, and I was glad that she wasn't angry any more.

"Yeah, that's why I left Derek, so he could talk some sense into Simon". We fell back into silence, when Tori announced she was going to get a shower before bed. While she did, I got changed into my Pyjamas, and flopped back on my bed. From how quiet the house was, I could tell that people were just going to hide in their rooms away from each other, and have an early night. It had been a tiring day, after all that had gone on. It didn't even feel like Tori and Kit had gone flying apart from each other this morning. I hadn't heard anything from next door, proving that Simon had gone to bed and Derek was probably reading or something. I looked at the clock; 9:45.

I crawled into my bed sheets and pulled them up to my chin. Some time later I vaguely heard Tori come in, and clamber into her own bed. Then I drifted off to sleep.

I woke up to the sound of Tori snoring and an extremely dry mouth. I didn't, for a change, have a scary dream; they were filled with flying objects. Not exactly terrifying. I threw back the covers and fumbled to find the hoody I had stole off Derek. Quietly, so I didn't wake Tori up, I crept over to the door, and made my way downstairs. I flicked on the light switch to the kitchen, and raided the cupboards looking for a glass. I tried to be as quiet as possible, remembering that I could easily wake Derek, and now Alex was a problem too. I found one, and filled it with water from the sink. I needed to ask Aunt Lauren to buy some bottled water, so I didn't have to make a midnight trip everytime I got thirsty, and no doubt wake the whole house up while I did so. I leant against the counter, sipping my drink.

"Oh, hey Chloe."

I jumped a foot in the air, choked on my water, dropped my glass and made a surprised noise all at the same time. If I hadn't woke the house up before, I definitely had now. After I had managed to stop coughing up my lungs, and sorted myself out, I looked over to see Alex stood in the doorway, trying to suppress a smile. Then he cracked up, a massive grin on his face and a laugh shaking his body. I just stood and glared at him until he had finished; when he did, he looked at me, the grin still plastered to his face.

"Are you finished?" I asked his sarcastically.

"Yeah" he said, passing a hand over his face, as if trying to wipe the smile off. "Sorry, it's just..." he waved his hand, as he was lost for words to explain what just happened. "I mean, that...that was just fantastic." he chuckled for a moment more, and I let him get it out of his system. When he was completely done, I asked him what he was doing.

"I was thirsty, and you woke me up. I don't know how Derek sleeps around here." he shrugged, as though the question baffled his mind.

I rolled my eyes. "He probably isn't sleeping, after all the racket you just made."

He just laughed. "You're probably right. That's why I'm going to grab a drink and disappear before he comes down to see what's happening."

I paused. "You know when you start changing, will you and Derek get along better, or will it become worse?"

The question obviously took him by surprise, and it took him a moment to answer. "I think" he started, "that it'll get better...Derek is the Alpha of this pack, so if I want to be part of it, then I have to keep a low down, and hopefully he'll come round. By the time I start changing properly, we'll hopefully be...not friends, but, I don't know. I'll be part of his pack."

"Right..." It was a lot to get my head round, but I kind of got the jist of what he was saying.

"Anyway, I'm going back to bed." he grabbed a glass of water.

"Yeah, me too." I followed him up the stairs, then said goodnight to him as he went one way and I went the other. I got back into my bed, and fell asleep quickly.