A/N: I don't own anyone but my OC's….though I wished I owned the rest…*sighs*

The next morning found Brooklyn sitting on the couch and staring out the window. Her thoughts were lost in the previous night or more specifically the kiss she shared with Derek. She thought at first it was the wolf side wanting to act out its lustful desires upon her body but just one look into his rich beautiful eyes told the hunter otherwise….

It was him….

Not the wolf….

Derek wanted it…..

The tiny smile crept up on her lips as her heart rate kicked up and skin turned flush. She felt like a teenager all over again, a teenager who had just been kissed for the first time.

Derek quietly sat up on the mattress and watched the hunter as she sat in silence. He could hear her heart quickening slightly but overall Brooklyn was calm and at ease. Her hair was disheveled but still looked beautiful nonetheless.

I had done it….

Because I wanted to….

I wanted her…..

The ruffling of sheets alerted the hunter to Derek's presence and slowly she turned around.

"Well good morning sunshine," she chuckled lightly. Brooklyn crossed the room and eased her body back down on the mattress beside him. Uncertainty swirled in her stormy depths as she attempted to say something, anything about what happened between them.

"Brooklyn about last night," he started to say but was silenced by the sudden by welcomed pressure of her lips against his. Derek groaned into her mouth at light brushing of her tongue across his. The thick heat danced along the hot wet recesses of his mouth, hungrily exploring what she had missed before. Her hands slowly reached out and traced the defined rips and cuts along his upper torso, savoring at how this body reacted to the sensual but simple caresses. Neither could ignore something was there, something intimate but genuine. The hunter's heard raced as his rough but attentive hands gathered the grey tank top.

Derek took in the sight before him before swooping in to taste her lips once more. The sun cast an ethereal glow across her skin as her hair shined like the rising sun.

"Are you sure?" He pulled away and peered into her lust blown eyes. Brooklyn hesitated but felt her head nodding up and down.

"Yes," she whispered. "I know it's you."

Her words ripped through his soul like powerful bolt of lightning. It had been so hard to keep his human and wolf urges from breaking free and carrying them out on the vulnerable human. But this time it was different.

He lowered her body back up on the bed, leaving invisible trails of kisses across her bare skin. His strong hands fondled and caressed then turned their attention to the loose drawstring of her pants. Brooklyn covered her mouth to keep the screams muffled that escaped between her lips as his tongue darted across the hemline and dipped below. Her hips bucked up in need and want but Derek kept her pinned into the mattress with one hand. His other hand shredded the charcoal material and black cotton beneath pausing only to press a hungry kiss upon her lips.

Brooklyn watched as Derek peeled away his jeans and boxers and heard herself gasping at the naked form above her.

"Do you trust me…."

"Yes…."

His eyes remained the gentle sea green, reassuring the hunter it was Derek and not the wolf. Brooklyn welcomed him with waiting arms as Derek lowered his body on top of hers. It just felt right being enveloped with his body. Perhaps his human side wanted her as his mate after all…..

The hunter let him dominate her, letting his hands and lips kiss, caress, touch, and taste wherever he wanted. Every tiny contact they shared charged their bodies with a rush of energy that fueled their passion for one another. Derek was lost in the sea of scents that overwhelmed his senses. Brooklyn's scent swirled with the sweet aroma of her arousal began to lure the wolf back out but Derek was stronger and suppressed the darkness, securing his dominance.

He held her hands tenderly in his hands, peering down into the lust blown pupils of his lover. The overpowering emotions that rushed through those bright storm cloud hues made the werewolf feel warmth he had not felt since his family was alive. It was the look of undying devotion, dedication, and love.

"Need….you….so…..much…." he felt the heat stirring in the depths of his lower body.

"I need you too," she devoured his mouth with such ferocity that Derek was slightly startled by the feral hints looming in her kiss.

I will never leave you…..

I will always protect you…..

I will always love you….

Their bodies rocked in perfect rhythm as the hunter and werewolf drew closer to ecstasy. She felt his arms tighten around her as his body relented then shuddered in bliss. Her own body screamed with flames of release as the new powerful scent reached Derek's senses.

"Mine," he growled in a possessive tone.

"Always," she sighed and carded her fingers through his jet black hair. It was matted to his forehead now and the hunter found it sexy on Derek. The "I have hot sex hair" look was so him.

Brooklyn curled up beside him, brushing her fingers along his ripped chest and abs. Derek could hear her heart begin to slow as sleep beckoned for his hunter.

Derek shot up to see Brooklyn seated cross legged beside him. A soulful but sad expression dampened her features.

"Part two," she smiled then let it drop. "What's going on?"

"The dreams," he slowly sat up.

"This one wasn't like the other," she shook her head. "You didn't shift or anything. It was you, just you."

"Could mean anything," Derek shrugged it off.

"I think you're lying to me and yourself," she held his face in her hands, studying his face. Specs of amber speckled his now olive orbs as he looked up into her patient ones.

"Look, about last night," he whispered.

"Did you want it or was it him?"

"What do you mean?"

"When you kissed me, did you want it or was it the wolf wanting it?"

Derek clenched his jaw as he averted his eyes towards the wall.

I wanted it!

My human side wanted to taste her lips…..

"Derek," Brooklyn held his chin in her hand, lifting his head to meet her worried gaze. "Derek are you okay?"

"It's just…." He paused. "It's just I've never been truly close to anyone; like this I mean. I don't want to push you or anything…."

"Derek," she pressed a finger to his lips, watching as he lightly kissed the single digit. "Are you feeling something more for me? Please just be honest. Am I just a body for him or do you want something too?"

He felt her hand envelop his; the warmth his body sought last night as they fell asleep together. He had found himself wanting to be closer to the hunter the last few days. She had been here for the last month it seemed and everyday their bond strengthened.

"I do care about you," he confessed finding it liberating to say it. "I care about you more than I allowed myself to."

"Really?"

Brooklyn had felt such a hole in her soul after Virginia but had not lead on to the pain that lingered in her heart. Still, the pain of what happened haunted her every day.

"I can't let anything happen to you. Ever since you arrived Brooklyn, you've been my equal; pushing me to the brink, making me face the fears I evaded since that day."

"What do you want from me? Do you want to take things slow? Remain friends? I don't care because I can't lose you. I need you." He heard her heart beating faster as anxiety was setting in. Derek leaned into her touch, reveling in the simple but alluring contact between them.

She said it….

She can't lose me…..

She cares about me…..

He opened his eyes and gazed deep into her turbulent depths for several moments, realizing her stare was hypnotic to him. Brooklyn leaned in pressing her forehead to his then slowly ran her nose along his.

"You don't have to give me an answer right away," she whispered.

"I don't want to rush you….."

"Then we don't," her words were gentle and reassuring. "Why not go slow? There's nothing wrong with that right? We nail the Alpha get a few hits in to Argent ….."

"I know that we're bonded for life," Derek still felt traces of remorse.

"Derek, I'm accepting what happened. I know you didn't mean to hurt me that night."

"The wolf forced that on you though…"

"And we're gonna tackle it," she squeezed his hand, "together. Like you said before: We're a team now."

"Right," Derek nodded and continued breathing hard.

Brooklyn slipped her lips along his, hoping it would calm his rattled nerves. Derek felt the soothing heat of her mouth with his; the short but meaningful gesture calmed his heart beat even further.

"Now let's go kick some ass."

The Alpha appeared four nights later.

Brooklyn was curled up with Derek in her hotel room when the Alpha made its attack. The day turned up nothing more on the Alpha as she had exhausted the resources at the library and online. The Argents were home much to their dismay so they couldn't search for Brooklyn's beloved crossbow. She still lamented over the loss of the weapon but settled for the sawed off and handgun for the time being.

Derek ran a hand up and down her back hoping she would fall asleep. The last two nights she had flipped and tossed about as he had heard her crying in her sleep. She claimed to not remember what it was but Derek didn't push it. When the time was right she would confide in him. They were taking things slow and for the werewolf it was just right. The dreams had not visited either one though they would return that much was for certain. Her marks continued through the healing process, now five faint spots that would revert to scars; a reminder to all she was bound to him.

The wolf side's screaming…

It wants to finish what it started…

He shook his head snuggled in closer to the hunter. It was nice…..Just lying in the comfortable bed with the cheap scratchy sheets; holding the hunter as she slept. Then feeling her slender arms slinking around him when she was awake. The silent glances that spoke volumes or the occasional stolen kiss when no one was looking. Yes, Derek was content with how things were progressing. They still retained their friendship but were carefully taking things to the next level.

The Alpha sniffed the air and listened to the heartbeats that moved in steady rhythm within the room marked 113. Hale was growing closer to the hunter which was a concern for it. No matter though as it had more blood to spill across Beacon Hills. Its latest victim lay fighting for his life along the pavement outside the now mangled school bus. He wouldn't be telling anyone, including that damned hunter what he knew.

Okay two in one day! Now we go back into the insanity! And yes Argent will making his oh so wonderful presence known...*rolls eyes*

Again you all have been nothing short of the best! And if you didn't already know TW has been renewed for a second season! Viva Derelyn! *Thanks to Dean Berry for that one!*