A/N: Welcome to Season 2! :) Not a great start, since it was a bit late, huh? ^^;; Whoops. That's because I was out all of Monday and then the free time I had, I used to study for my math and chemistry placement tests. Anyway, let me just say that the rest of this will just be me thanking you guys so much, so if you guys want, just skip ahead. :3 But anyways, WOW. Like, I did NOT expect you guys to actually hit that 300 mark! Like... ugh. Words can't even describe. When I woke up Tuesday afternoon (late nights) and saw that the story had already hit like, 20 reviews, my thought process just couldn't be described. I just... I never realized just how great you guys are (well, I have, but like, to this extreme), and I just want to say thank you for supporting me, supporting this story, and most of all, shipping Sinrek. :)

Anyways, enough of wasting your time. Onto the show! :)

MONDAY
FEBRUARY 21, 2011

"I don't wanna be here," Stiles mumbled as we walked through the hallway.

I adjusted my bag so it wouldn't fall off my shoulder. "You think I do?" I replied, going to my locker. "We're almost done, though. Just one more class to go."

I pulled out my chemistry book just as Scott appeared, sighing heavily. I rolled my eyes, not impressed. "Is this about Allison again?"

Scott looked at me and narrowed his eyes. "You need to lay off."

I glared at Scott, my own eyes burning. "She shot you guys. She shot Derek. I don't see how you can forgive her so easily."

"She didn't mean to," Scott defended, but I scoffed at that. "Sindy, her aunt was a manipul-"

"I don't wanna hear it," I said firmly, feeling the rage go through me.

"Sindy," Stiles said slowly. "You need to calm down. Scott, lay off her."

"No!" Scott refused stubbornly. "Allison was just-"

Anything else he said was cut off abruptly when Stiles slung an arm around me, dragging me away before I could launch myself at Scott. He pulled me into an empty classroom and closed the door, locking it.

I struggled to find my breath properly and dropped my books, crouching over a desk. My pulse was racing, and it wasn't in a good way. I could feel my fangs and nails elongating and struggled for the control.

"Channel that anger, Sindy. Control it. Don't let it control you," Derek's voice echoed inside my head.

"I can't," I remembered myself saying. I remembered being bent over a table, breathing heavily from keeping my inner wolf in control.

I remembered feeling a presence behind me, saying roughly, "Yes. You. Can."

My head snapped up and I took deep, heavy breaths. My fangs were retracting, and I could feel my nails becoming less sharp, blunter, and more humane.

"Sindy…?" my brother's voice came, making me snap out of my daze.

I blinked a couple of times, steadying out my vision. I stood up straighter and sighed heavily. "I'm good," I reported. "I'm calm."

Stiles looked at me wearily, but nodded slowly. He handed me my bag and chemistry book, before we left the classroom.

We entered the class just as the bell rang, making Mr. Harris look at us pointedly before we took our seats. I slipped into the seat next to Isaac, and Mr. Harris began his lecture.

"Hey," Isaac said, turning to look at me. "If you, uh, don't mind me asking… how are you feeling?"

I smiled pleasantly, turning to look at the boy, "I'm fine, thanks," I said. I blinked when I noticed something and frowned deeply. "Hey, what happened to your eye…?"

Isaac's eyes widened in shock and his hand unconsciously went to touch the bruise that was beneath it. "I… uh… lacrosse accident. You know how rough it is." His heart was beating quickly, obviously under pressure.

I blinked a couple of times before nodding slowly. "Yeah," I finally said. "Yeah. I know how bad it gets…" I turned back to the front, and frowned.

Isaac always had these weird bruises on his body, and he always blamed it on lacrosse practice or being clumsy. I've seen him walk. There wasn't a clumsy bone in his body… And lacrosse practice? Yeah, people got hurt and there was the occasional sprain, but… Isaac wasn't even on the field all too often.

I sat there for the rest of the period, thinking deeply.

I heard loud ringing and snapped out of my thoughts, realizing the school day was over with.

I stood up, gathering my books into my arms while Stiles walked over to me. Scott had already rushed off, no doubt to set up a time to meet up with Allison again.

"You need a ride?" Stiles offered, holding out his car keys.

"It's fine," I replied. "Derek's picking me up. We've got some training to do."

"Is that what we're calling it now?" Stiles inquired, swinging the door open. I was about to reply, when I heard a loud smack. Stiles looked at me with wide eyes and I ran around the door to see what or who Stiles had hit.

A blonde was on the floor, holding her nose in pain. She was a bit on the heavy side, but not too much, and I could see through her hands that she had some heavy acne going on.

I immediately realized who she was.

"Oh, God, Erica," I said, bending down to look at her. "Are you okay?"

She looked at me, brown eyes wide in shock. "Y- You know who I am?" she asked, her voice slightly muffled because she was holding her nose.

I frowned. "Of course I do." I held out my books to my brother, "Stiles, hold my stuff." My brother took it without question and I helped Erica up. I helped brush the dirt off her clothes, and frowned when I could hear the people snickering.

"Er… sorry about that, Erica," Stiles said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Your… uh… nose okay?"

She winced a bit when she rubbed it, but replied, "I- it looks to be alright. A- and it's fine."

"You sure?" I asked. I hadn't heard a crack or smell blood, but still… Erica nodded.

"Did you see that?!" I heard an enthusiastic voice laugh.

"Yeah!" another eagerly snickered.

I narrowed my eyes at the voices and told Stiles, "Put my books away? I'll walk Erica to the nurse."

"Sure thing," Stiles nodded. "See you tonight."

"Yeah," I agreed, before Stiles walked off, leaving Erica with me.

"It's really fine," Erica insisted, her hand now off her nose. "I have to meet with my parents after school at the front."

I shrugged and replied, "Well, I have to meet with my ride, too, so why don't we walk out together?"

Erica looked at me wearily and asked, "Are you sure?"

I frowned. "I wouldn't have offered if I wasn't." Man, Derek was really rubbing off on me. Hm… rubbing off… if I concentrated, I could smell some of his scent lingering on me. I blushed at that thought. I cleared my throat and continued, "Why? Something wrong?"

"Well, you don't want to be stapled with Epileptic Erica, do you?" She frowned at the name and I could hear her heartbeat slowing down in dissatisfaction.

I arched my brow. "Erica, being epileptic is not your choice. Just like Stiles's ADD isn't his. So, c'mon. Let's walk out together."

Erica smiled faintly at me and she and I walked down the hallway. I could hear the whispers. While I was nowhere near Lydia, Jackson or Danny's status in terms of popularity, I was still well-known, being on the varsity cross country team and the medic for our lacrosse team.

Also, I was on pretty good terms with Danny, and decent terms with Jackson and Lydia, so as long as I wasn't blacklisted by them, I was good. Erica, however… well, let's just say she was at the butt end of lots of jokes. High school was so cruel.

We exited the building together, and by that time, I had gotten to learn that her father was an insurance adjuster and her mother was a housewife.

I leaned against the side of the building, telling her stories about what Scott, Stiles, and I got ourselves into sometimes, "-afterwards, Stiles and I got in huge trouble, but it was worth it, in my opinion." Erica let out a laugh, and I grinned.

A ring snapped my attention away from Erica, and I gave her a quick, "Sorry," before picking up. "Hello?"

"I'm right outside the school. I'll be there in a minute. Damn traffic," Derek cursed. I understood that completely. Getting in and out of the school was a pain right before and right after school.

"Alright," I said. "I'm outside in the front." I then heard a familiar click and then a dial tone, signaling that Derek had hung up. I glanced up from where I was, and I could see a black Camaro in the streets, waiting to turn into the school.

I sighed, slipping my phone back into my bag. I turned to Erica and explained, "That was my boyfriend. He's here." I could see in my peripheral vision the Camaro pull in, and said, "It was nice talking to you, Erica. I'll see you later."

The blonde gave me a faint smile before I climbed into Derek's car, closing the door behind me. As I buckled in, he peeled out of the school.

"Who was that?" he asked.

"Erica Reyes," I replied, turning to look at him.

"Never seen her around before."

"I think she's mostly invisible to the student body unless something happens to her," I frowned, leaning back in my seat. "She's epileptic, so…" I trailed off, not really knowing what to say.

Derek nodded his head, just as the car slowed to a stop in front of a red light. I loosened my seat belt slightly, and leaned forward, reaching up to peck Derek's scruffy cheek quickly.

The werewolf looked down at me, arching a brow in a silent question.

I leaned back in my seat, smiling up at him. "I didn't kiss you hello," I said simply.

Derek smirked, and turned back to the road, just as the light went green again. He sped ahead, driving down an unfamiliar road.

"Did you find a new place?" I asked curiously.

"Temporarily," Derek replied. "It'll have to do for now."

I saw us enter the warehouse district, which was quite isolated from the rest of the town. Derek parked his car in a corner, away from the sight of everyone else, and I stepped out.

Before I could react, Derek was right in front of me. My eyes widened in shock just as I was pinned against the car.

Derek's lips crashed down on mine, and I let out a soft groan involuntarily. I pulled my wrists free from his grasp and shot them through his hair, running through the rough, dark locks.

Derek's hands trailed down my sides, before finding themselves placed on my hips. In a flash, he lifted me up, and I instinctively wrapped my legs around his hips, and he pushed against me, supporting me.

I let out a small whimper, before his tongue entered me, searching and dancing around in my mouth before tangling with mine.

I could feel my blood rushing, and my pulse throbbed against my skin almost painfully. My brows furrowed when I realized what was happening and I pulled back sharply.

I sucked in a deep breath, and I could feel Derek push his body against me. "Control it," he urged. "Find your center."

I fisted my hands, and I could feel my claws digging into my palms, drawing blood.

"Control it, Sindy," Derek ordered. My eyes snapped open, and I saw Derek's deep red pools staring down at me, completely focused on me and only me.

I inhaled sharply, and closed my eyes tightly once again. I could feel an animalistic urge to throw Derek against the car and have my way with him, but obviously, my head was telling me it wasn't the best idea (no matter how appealing it seemed).

I threw my head back, and groaned, but not because of Derek. No. I didn't want something to control me. I was in control. Not the wolf. Me.

My eyes snapped open, and I could feel my nails get blunter, and my blood stopped pulsing so powerfully.

I took in a shaky breath, and blinked a couple of times, before focusing on Derek. His eyes had reverted back to his regular green, and he looked down at me with an unreadable expression.

"I'm impressed by the amount of control you have," he admitted. He released me, and I stood up straight on me feet. He cupped my left cheek with his right hand, and I leaned into his touch. "Very impressed."

He bent down and gave me a short kiss. He pulled away before I could even return it, and he turned around, heading into one of the buildings.

"Oh, and Sindy?"

I looked at the back of his head. "Yeah?"

He turned around, eyes meeting mine. "That's how a kiss hello should be." I felt blood rush to my face, but this time in embarrassment. I pursed my lips and Derek turned around, continuing his walk.

Stupid sexy, Alpha werewolf of a boyfriend.

"Don't forget, you're my Beta, now," Derek said casually over his shoulder. "I'm more in tune with your thoughts and feelings than ever before."

I jogged after Derek, just as he pulled open a door and stepped inside it. I entered the area, and blinked at the large, nearly empty space that he called a temporary home. The entire place was made of concrete and steel, supported by steel beams. There was also a large rusting subway train car that took up most of the space, too.

"You know…" I said, looking around. "I know that this is only temporary, but… I could just leave the window open for you and you can sleep with me every night."

Derek turned from what he was doing and raised an eyebrow at me.

My eyes widened in shock as I recalled what I just said. "I mean sleep sleep! As in rest! Not sleep with me! Not that I'd complain if you did, I'm pretty sure it'd be just great! I – I mean –" I sighed heavily, and pounded my head against one of the steel beams. "It's been a while since I made a fool of myself."

"It has," Derek agreed. "Kind of reminds me of when you said I was hot."

I groaned in pain, remembering my awkward phase when I first met Derek. It was amazing just how a couple days as a werewolf could change your whole perspective as a human. Now, not only was I stronger and faster, but I was also more confident and graceful. Looking back, I was pretty weak and awkward when I first met Derek. But, I think since meeting him, my confidence had grown exceptionally high.

"You have," Derek agreed, pushing something aside.

"That's going to be really annoying," I huffed, crossing my arms.

Derek didn't say anything, but he did turn around. When he made eye contact with me, I saw his eyes were a blood red. Well, looks like training is about to start. I stood my ground, willing my inner wolf to come out. I could feel a passion flare inside me, burning me from the inside out, and my nails grew longer. A roar bubbled at my throat, so I released it. Derek released one back in return, and charged at me.

I jumped out of the way, somersaulting on the ground before hopping to my feet. I glanced around my surroundings before Derek charged at me again. This time, he was able to grab me and pin me down. I grunted in pain when my head banged against the floor, and moved my legs. I wrapped them around his legs and swiped them, making him fall back. He roared at me, making a move to swipe at me.

I dodged the attack, swinging my body around the beam to wrap myself around Derek. He hoisted me easily, throwing me off him. I landed with a heavy grunt, my body smacking against the concrete floor.

"You're smaller than I am," Derek growled. "Use it to your advantage. Your speed. Your speed is vital."

I nodded and pushed myself off the ground. Before I could even find my center of gravity, Derek was running right towards me.

I don't know how long we were sparring, but as I was moving towards Derek with my hand balled into a fist, I was suddenly distracted as a sharp, ear-piercing scream filled the air. Derek and I paused in our actions, heads snapping up.

I recognized that scream. "Lydia," I said.

"Wait," Derek ordered before I could gather my things. "Let Scott handle this. It's already night time. We should look for new potential pack members."

I froze, before turning to Derek, looking at him questioningly. "… Pack members…?"

Derek nodded curtly. "Werewolves are stronger in numbers, literally. We need to be prepared in case of a threat."

"… You're going to turn others into werewolves, too?" I inquired quietly.

Derek looked at me silently for a few beats longer before walking over to me. I suddenly felt very childish. Obviously Derek was going to create more werewolves. Packs were essential. I wasn't going to be the only one with him forever.

I looked down at the ground, suddenly finding the ground really interesting. Oh, hey, I guess some rubble dug into the ground and made a heart-shaped scratch.

I felt a finger lift up my chin, and my eyes moved up Derek's profile, before stopping at his face. Jeez, I never got over just how… sexy he was. The corner of his lips curled. Oh, right. In sync wavelengths. Crap.

"It's so you can be safe," Derek told me. "The more of us there are, the stronger I am. The more of us there are, the stronger you are. The more of us there are, the better I can protect you. It's for us."

I nodded. "I understand." And I did. Derek would never leave me in any harm if he could help it.

"Now we need to find someone…" Derek said, releasing my chin. "You don't happen to know anyone who's spiritually weak and needs some power in his life, do you?"

Immediately, my mind flashed to my chemistry partner.

Derek saw the flicker of thought and pressed for an answer. "You do, don't you?"

"Y- yeah," I nodded. "There's this guy… he's my chemistry partner… Isaac Lahey..." I trailed off. I realized I wasn't supplying Derek with much information and elaborated, "He's on the lacrosse team, but I don't think he's ever played. He doesn't get injuries at practice often, yet he has the worst bruises ever on his face and arms sometimes. I- I think… he's being abused."

I clenched my fists angrily. Nobody should ever face that. Not physically, and not emotionally either. What were his parents thinking? Isaac was a great guy.

"You're most likely right," Derek nodded. "Do you know his scent?"

I frowned, my nose wiggling in distaste as I remembered it. While in school, I didn't focus on the different scents, as they all just blended together, but if I tried, I could isolate it out. And… Isaac… well…

"He smells of like… dirt and stone. And it's not regular dirt and stone, either. Like… soil and stone that has a really dark surrounding, if that makes sense."

Derek looked thoughtful for a second before saying, "A Lahey works as a gravekeeper here. He probably works for his dad." All of a sudden, Derek took off his shirt.

"Whoa!" I exclaimed, my heart pounding rapidly at the sight of Derek all shirtless and sweaty. "Don't do that to a girl so suddenly!" I slapped my hands over my eyes, but then… I couldn't help it.

I opened a small gap between my fingers to peer through them, watching Derek walk away. His back muscles rippled and I wanted to lick the beads of sweat that were slowly trailing down his body.

"I can smell your arousal," Derek said. "Now's not the time, Sindy."

I frowned, putting my hands back to my sides since it was pretty useless to just peek. I'll just ogle at him directly. "Kind of funny how the guy in the relationship is denying sex."

Derek threw on a new, clean black shirt and looked at me simply. His eyes flashed red for a split second. "I'm not denying it. Now's just not the time. Later, I'll have my way with you." And because it was Derek, he was just telling me that.

I flushed. Something flew in my line of vision and I caught it before it made contact with my face. When I looked down, I noticed it was a shirt.

"… Do I want to know why you have a woman's shirt?" I wasn't even worried about the possibility that Derek could be cheating. He obviously wasn't. I not only trusted Derek, but I knew him.

"Your spare clothes are in this bag," Derek kicked a plain black duffel bag next to another one. "It's in case your clothing gets ripped during practice. Right now, we don't have time for you to go home and change, so just change here."

I nodded, and simply just took off the current shirt I was wearing. Like I said before, my confidence had increased, and besides, it's nice to tease Derek every now and then.

I felt a spark in the air, and heard a sharp intake of breath a few feet away from me. I slipped on the shirt before looking at Derek, who was deeply concentrated on his phone. "I can smell your arousal," I mimicked.

Derek looked at me with a deadpan look before nudging his head towards the entrance. I followed him out the lair, and got into his Camaro. Derek started the car, and he took off, heading for Beacon Hills Cemetery.

Derek parked a bit away from the cemetery, so we had to walk, but it was fine. A little midnight stroll wouldn't hurt anybody.

There was suddenly a crash, and I exchanged looks with Derek. He nodded and we sprinted, heading towards the direction of the sound.

When we arrived, it was part of the cemetery, and I could see something shuffling in one of the graves almost hungrily.

I could feel a roar bubbling in my throat again, and I released it the same time Derek did. Whatever the thing was, it took off into the darkness of the woods. I moved to pursue it, but Derek held out an arm.

"We don't know what that thing was," he told me. "We'll figure it out later. Right now, we get Isaac."

I nodded, and walked over to where the fallen backhoe was. No doubt that was the reason for the crash. Derek nodded, and I grabbed the sides of the car. I pulled it up, and it was kind of heavy, but not too much.

I could smell Isaac's fear as I finished pulling the vehicle back up. When I was done, Derek walked forward, looking down the hole. "Need a hand?" he asked.

Just as I moved to stand next to Derek, Isaac's body slumped to the ground in stunned silence. He saw me and he stuttered out, "S- Sindy?"

I smiled and kneeled down, extending a hand towards him. The hole wasn't all that deep. Only about six feet, which was a typical grave depth. "I'll explain once you're out."

Isaac looked at my hand warily. Slowly, he reached out, and placed his hand in mine. I easily helped him out of the grave, and he brushed the dirt off of him.

"What the hell is going on?" he demanded. "A- and did you two just… move that?" he pointed at the backhoe that I had placed upright.

"Actually, it was just me," I raised my hand. "Derek just stood by and looked pretty." My boyfriend tossed me an annoyed look. I beamed at him. Isaac looked at us, his heartbeat going crazy. "Whoa, there," I said, furrowing my eyebrows. "Relax. You're going to go into cardiac arrest with the speed your heart has to pump right now."

"Wh- what's going on?" he stuttered out.

Derek stepped forward, and Isaac instinctively took one back. He slowly began to explain about werewolves, and how he was seeking to create a pack. He stated that it was Isaac's choice to choose to be a werewolf or not, but Derek promised him power and control, something which would be hard to deny.

At the appropriate times, I showed my fangs and claws for Isaac to see, and my eyes were probably burning a bright amber. When I blinked, I felt my blood settle and Isaac slumped to the ground.

"S- so… you're a werewolf," the lacrosse player looked at me.

"That's right."

"A- and you accepted his offer?"

"Actually, I didn't really have a choice," I mumbled.

"I turned her because she was dying," Derek supplied. "It was the only way for her injuries to heal so she could live."

"What he said," I jutted my thumb to Derek. "After Kate the Crazy Bitch kidnapped me, Derek and I were able to escape, and I got shot… twice. Which sucked." I unconsciously rubbed my chest, where Kate had shot me. Rot in hell.

Isaac nodded slowly.

"Do you want it, Isaac? Or do you not?"

Isaac's eyes shifted from Derek, to me, to Derek, then back to me. Then he closed his eyes, no doubt imagining his life with the bite and then one without it. He then opened his brown eyes, and looked at Derek determinedly, "Yes."

Derek nodded, and told Isaac to life up his shirt. The boy did as he was ordered, and I could see Derek's eyes glow a blood red. He then bit Isaac's side, and the teenager let out a cry of pain.

Derek released his bite, and stepped away. "You're one of us, now, Isaac." He looked at me, and nudged his head. "Let's go."

I nodded and turned to Isaac, who was breathing heavily and looking at his bite wound. "It'll heal, don't worry. I'll see you at school!" Without waiting for a reply, I jogged after Derek.

When I fell into step with the broody werewolf, I asked, "So… how many more?"

"At least two," Derek replied simply.

"Are we going to go now, too?"

"No," Derek shook his head. "Right now, it's time for you to go home."

I frowned. "I thought…"

Derek arched a brow at me before pinning me to a nearby tree. He angled his head and I could feel his fangs brushing against the side of my neck. I shuddered in anticipating and he chuckled darkly.

"Don't worry, my little squirrel," he said. "All in due time."

Q&A (I figured I'd start a section here to address a few questions)

Kaylee100 asks: Will Sindy be a special kind of werewolf? Like will she be able to do some other kind of ability?
I know in most stories, the main character has a special ability that stands out above the rest, but, to be honest, I don't really have an ability that I could see Sindy having that would be useful towards the entire pack. Like, prediction and whatnot belongs to Lydia, so... psychic is out of the question. Maybe if I could find out more about werewolves, I'll see, but for now, I just have one thing planned, and that's it.

taciturnAnalyst asks: (1) What will you do about Jennifer? (2) Can Sindy and Derek be considered mates and if they can, will you be focusing even for a short time on the werewolf mating process or will you not be doing that at all?
(1) Jennifer will still show up in Season 3, as planned. We can't really skip the Darach chapter. Well, we can, but that'd be boring. She'll play a different role that'll bother Sindy and... well... you'll see. ;) (2) They aren't mates, just connected. Don't worry about that. :)

DelReyNa asks: Is Derek gonna go all Alpha on Sindy's ass, like in a sexy or teasing way?
YOU BET YOUR ASS HE WILL IN THE FUTURE. Despite Teen Wolf taking a deeper turn these days, I love how the writers of the show incorporate humor into it to make us laugh and then keep us on the edge of our seats during the horror parts of the show. I'm hoping to do that with my writing as well, and I'll be sure to incorporate some more sexy times. ;) And will Sindy ever lose her virginity? Ermahgaw.

I'm the cool one asks: Have you heard about Season 4 for Derek yet? They say he'll have a love interest that isn't a sociopath!
I'm betting it's Braeden after seeing their interaction in episode 3. If they do create a love interest for Derek, I'm just gonna work around it. There's no one out there but Sindy for Derek! (Or I should contact Jeff Davis and get him to hire Victoria Justice to play Sindy, and I can write the script where she was just studying abroad or something and BAM. Love interest for Derek.)

0netflixme0: Is Sindy Derek's mate?
Nope. They're not mated or anything. They just have a connection, and it's especially stronger now since she's his Beta.

Kaylee100: Thank you very much for your support! :)
FizzWizz2011: Thank you! ^^
NicoleR85: Lol! Well, for now, Sindy and Erica are getting along just fine. :)
goddess of the nigth: I had full intentions of turning Sindy into a werewolf the entire time. :) There's no way I would've kept her as a human, because I imagine Derek's perfect girl a werewolf, too.
LastChance6: Thank you very much! Yeah, Sindy's dad and Derek aren't exactly BFFs like they are in Season 4, but... they'll get there. For now, Sindy and Derek will still have to sneak around, especially since they're always out so late. :P
aliciasellers75: Yeah, I'm always just so "eh" about Allison. I personally like Kira a bit more. Adds more awkwardness and hilarity in the show. Now saying I'm a Scira shipper. I just wasn't a Scallison shipper from the very beginning. I'm neutral.
CherryTree230: Hi~ as you can see, I'm continuing Season 2 on this link! ^^
Lovely-JayBird: I'm flattered. :) Thank you!
MsRose91: Thank you!
Lucy Greenhill: Well, we couldn't have Sindy swearing she'll get Kate back for what she did and not have her punch Kate. xD If there's ever a confrontation in Season 4, oh God, I want her to punch Kate so much. xD
Supernatural Creatures Rock100: Thank you! Yes, Derek is pretty hard to keep in character, especially since I'm watching Season 4, where he's OBVIOUSLY a lot nicer and whatnot (in his own, sourwolf way), so he ends up becoming a blend of Season 1/Season 4 Derek. xD I'm glad you still see that he's in character, and honestly, I think if Derek had a girlfriend like Sindy, he'd find every opportunity to tease her. I want to tease Sindy so much. LOL. It's just so easy.
KendraTheVideoGameNerd: Thank you! I don't know about a rare ability just yet, so... we'll just have to see. :)
Atlafan1286: Thanks for reviewing! :)
: Wow. I didn't think about that, but nice! :) We never really see what Derek gets to think. Writing in his point of view was hard af. -
RHatch89: Stiles is Stiles. He's what makes the pack so unique. :) Sindy and Stiles will always be bonded through their own sibling bond, which is different from Sindy and Derek's bond which can't really be explained.
mgaleaz8: Oh my God, LOL. You made me laugh with your enthusiasm. Thank you! ^^
malinda: Thank you! :)
Sinrekxfanx1: I LOVE your penname! LOL! *hearts* Thank you! :D
Priscilla The Ancient One: Thank you for your review! :D Just keep in mind you NEVER have to review with suggestions or anything. Just a simple phrase like that would make me happy as well. :D
myharlequinromance321: Thank you! And I'm not awesome. LOL. YOU ARE. Seriously. I'm so lame. XD
monzepelmoon: Oh, you should seriously watch it. And nope. This story is still continuing. ^^
wolviegurl: LOL! I don't think there will ever be a common ground for Derek and Scott to work together. I mean, like permanently. They will work together for the most part, but then after it's done, they'll go their separate ways. :P
Marine76: Thank you very much! :)
Meggyboo92: Thanks for your insightful review! I was actually planning on having Peter bite Sindy in the video store at first, but then I figured it'd be too abrupt and soon, and I felt it'd be a lot more meaningful if Derek bit her. :)
Ayase Yuuki: Lol! Right? When she punched Kate, I was just like, "Fuck yeah."
Teen Wolf Rules: Thank you! :D
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xxCarexxLovexx: Oh wow! Did you remember to sleep? I did that a few times in which I actually forgot to sleep. o.e
100James100: Thank you! :D I'm glad you like Sindy!
taciturnAnalyst: Thank you! And your questions were answered above! ^^
DelReyNa: LOL! Thank you!
Guest: Thank you!
Just Peachy: That's fine if you don't have an account! It's actually why I enable Guest reviews. ^^ Some people just don't make one. Thank you very much! :)
I'm the cool one: That's fine! :3 I'm a ghost reader, myself. :P (Such a hypocrite, I know. Always telling people to review when I don't myself.)
The Person Under Your Bed: Don't worry. Sindy will keep Derek in check. ;)
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A/N: Hey, guys. Fun fact: 35 reviews for a chapter is now the max. You guys just BLEW that Review button away! Oh, man, you guys are amazing. Obviously, I won't get my hopes up again and see you guys explode it (because this is just the beginning ;D), but I'm looking forward to see how you guys feel about the new start, so drop a review and I'll see you guys next week! :D