Hey, my darlings. Ugg... I hate writing these chapters leading up to the good ones. As much as you want me to write it, I want to write it. But I am trying to be disciplined. Trying would be the operative word. Here's one more chapter towards the good stuff. I think the next chapter is the money chapter though. So, read review and enjoy and I will try and write you an awesome change chapter asap. Much love, guys.

Silverymoon: Yeah it was only mentioned in passing in the book, but it would be a big deal to Derek so I felt it had to go in. Plus it was a chance to get to know Derek's feeling's better and show the relationship between him and Simon. I had always wondered about it and this was my best guess for it. Bookninja: I'm sorry you were having a crappy day. I'm glad however that this made you feel better. P.S. Love the use of two unrelated swearwords together in the comment. Music to my ears. Kelley Miley: Ug, it is so hard to write him as not annoying or a ditz. I do try however. It's just... I like Derek. In a book, if I like one character, usually the others fade to the background for me. If people write Simon as annoying or a ditz, they don't feel bad when Derek wins in the end. That's why I put these brotherly moments in. I try to make him a real boy, not just a facsimile. How do you think I'm doing? If you feel I need to try a little harder to make him seem not annoying, let me know and I will. Vivalajuicy: Welcome! Thanks for enjoying my chapter. I agree. Derek is totally the best. That's why I can write him so lovingly lol. Something something: Ah! Good. I'm glad you think I got the grumpiness well. I was kinda just sitting there for like ten minutes staring a t my screen while writing it, wondering if it was grumpy enough. Marlene: :( I don't think it was useless. This would be something that would really upset Derek, thus becomes important. Plus every so often Derek and Simon need to have some bonding moments. Missin-him- I'm glad you enjoy my use of expletives. They are so much funner when they are original. KakiTenshi: I dunno when I'll have him fall tbh. I'm just going to let it happen. That's how all my chapters go. Lol you shouldn't read this in school. I use a lot of swear words. In all caps. Anyone would be able to walk by and see them lol. And I'm sorry you were almost in tears trying to hold back. But I am glad at the same time. I want you to laugh out loud. Or at least have to fight the laughter :) Bertle: Yay account!. See? Easy peasy. And you get to know as soon as I update! Kissedbyademon:Swear words make me happy too. All the swear words I put in here are ones I use or have used. My friends all love it when I get pissed. Hokupaniolo: I'm trying! We are getting there, I promise. I'm going to continue all of the books on this story, so no worries, you'll have plenty of reading material. Conceited Pixie: Ah, thanks. I try to be funny so I'm glad it works with your sense of humor as well. Phantomofthefic: Welcome! And I know exactly what you are talking about. I want them to just kiss already! But sadly it's not to be, at least not for quite a while. Meridian Capulet: Um... What does map mean? More slang I don't understand? Anna: Welcome! And Aww... Thank you! Thanks for loving my writing. And I'm so glad you love Derek still. I was worried in the beginning that Doing this make take some mystery from Derek, but if you guys are still team Derek then I'm so glad that I did this :). Clereklover: I'm so glad you love him swearing. He swears more than anyone in the book so I feel that this is what he would do in his head. :)

Derek's POV

The girls had eaten before us, so when we went downstairs, it was empty of them. I ducked into the kitchen to grab some juice and milk. I was thirsty and both sounded good. By the time I had them both in hand, Chloe must have come downstairs. She and Simon sat at the table talking. I hadn't been listening for the conversation so I had no idea about what.

As I neared the table, Simon went to grab one of my glasses. I just put them on the table and said, "Get your own."

Simon gave me a look, slapped me on the back, and started for the kitchen.

"Are you okay?" Chloe whispered.

I looked at the kitchen door, making sure Simon was through and hoping he hadn't heard.

Chloe looked unhappy that I didn't want him to know. She gave me a look, but I gave one right back. I wasn't backing down. They had to leave and whether he thought I was sick or figured out that I was beginning my changes, he wouldn't leave

"I'm fine." I said, quietly as I looked into her face, showing her that I was better. "Tylenol finally kicked it."

She started to examine my face and I ignored it, starting to dig into the oatmeal. God, it was so delicious.

After a few bites, I looked up to see her eyes still on my face. "Do I pass, Dr. Saunders?" I murmured, trying to ease the inspection.

She narrowed her eyes, then took a breath, settling back into her chair. "I guess so."

I started to add more brown sugar into my oatmeal. Not exactly healthy, but certainly delicious. "Some kind of reaction, like I said." I ate my oatmeal, spooning out the biggest bites that I could. Ah, my stomach was so happy right now.

But I noticed Chloe was quiet and when I glanced up in between one of my spoonfuls, she was looking into space, not seeing the chair that it looked like she was looking at. I finished my third bite and stared into my bowl, trying to word my question without freaking her out. "What's wrong?"

From the corner of my vision, I saw her stiffen. "I didn't say a word." Well, yeah. That's the worrying part.

"Something's up. What is it?"

She frowned at me. "Nothing." Hmm... Even I knew that 'nothing' never really meant nothing when a girl said it.

I looked up from my bowl, catching her gaze in mine. "Yeah?"

Her eyes met mine and she said firmly, "Yes." I could tell it wasn't the truth, but I knew she wouldn't tell me. I'd have to tell Simon and hope he could get the truth from her.

I snorted, letting her know I didn't believe it, but just settled into eating as Simon walked into the room.

"Anyone seen the chore list this morning?" Simon said, walking to Chloe and handing her a glass of orange juice. Always thinking of others, our Simon. I frowned a little, though I was unsure of why. Must be the mention of chores. He sat down and started to reach for the sugar bowl. I quickly grabbed it, certain that I'd need more. I started to spoon some sugar on my oatmeal.

Simon looked at me, and I could see he was wondering what Chloe and I had talked about while he was gone. He was getting almost... jealous.

Jealous? Psh, of me? Right.

Simon shook his head, realizing the ludicrous idea was... well, ludicrous. He picked up his juice and took a drink and continued. "We're on leaf-raking duty. Van Dop wants the leaves from last fall cleared..."

I stopped paying attention, and moved my eyes back to Chloe. She saw and looked away, knowing I knew something was wrong. Why couldn't she just tell me? She bit her apple and ignored me for the rest of breakfast.

After breakfast, we examined the chore sheet. There was quite a bit of work for all of us. I decided it would be best if I threw our laundry into the washing machine before I went out to rake, that way, when we were done, the bedding would be, too. I went upstairs to strip the bed.

I took the sheets and pillow case off my bed then moved to Simon's. My eyes fell onto a picture he had of a wolf. He drew them sometimes, joking that they were of me one day.

This wolf stared at me and I stared back. Shit. I can't be changing. It was so early and I didn't even have Dad.

How was I going to change into a wolf? I was a huge human being, let alone a wolf.

I had heard that it would hurt. Dad hadn't sugarcoated it for me. He had prepared me in the best way that he could. Just in case we got separated.

It was going to be torturous. After I changed, things wouldn't get better either. I would have to change at least once a week, more if I wanted to maintain good control. And to have to worry about being unable to control it, while I was under supervision almost all the time?

I shook my head, trying to dispel these thoughts. I would be careful. I wouldn't get upset. I already was working on curbing my emotions, so this would be no different. It was bad if I changed into a wolf and it was bad if I threw someone across a room. The stakes would be no different.

Failure was not an option.

I couldn't leave. Not after what I did.

I was stuck.

I brought the laundry downstairs to the laundry room and started the load.

As I exited through the door, I listened for Simon and Chloe.

"... She's way more street smart than me." Chloe's voice floated over the yard and I followed it.

"And me. It's just... I'm sure Rae's cool, but I wouldn't have argued about it just being the two of us. There's a lot I want to talk to you about." Their backs were to me. I watched as Simon leaned toward Chloe.

I frowned as I walked towards them. My stomach felt all weird and I briefly wondered if I put too much sugar on my oatmeal.

Nah. Sugar in any amount was just good.

"What's this about Rae?" I asked as I drew near.

They turned and Simon said, "Shit. Anyone ever tell you your sense of timing really sucks."

He had said that to me a few times before, only once before this instance had it been because of a girl though. I gave him the same response that I usually did. "That's why I don't play drums. Now, what's up?"

Chloe looked down and said, "Rae wants to go with Simon and I."

I raised my eyebrows.

"She overheard us talking last night when we got back from the walk."

"Shit." I ran my fingers through my hair. I had been too... feverish to hear her. I couldn't call it sick anymore, now that I knew what it really was.

Another wrench in the gears.

"There's more." She said, looking down.

I just looked at her, waiting.

"Rae thinks that she's a supernatural, too. She saw Simon push Brady without touching him. A... Knock-back spell?" She looked to Simon for confirmation on the name. He nodded. She returned her gaze to me. "She figures you're a supernatural, too. She knows that I can see ghosts."

I nodded slowly. She had been there when Simon used his spell against Brady, but I didn't think she would be able to guess what had happened. Everyone knew there was something up with me, but most people assumed it was puberty that cause the incident and all my quirks. And Chloe had had her secret told during her first dinner. So, of course Rae knew about her.

Chloe continued, trying to tell me everything as quickly as possible. "She thinks her powers would be something to do with fire. The reason she's in here is because she got into a fight with her mother and when she pushed her, her mom said she burned her. Rae says she pretended to have been holding a lighter when it happened, but she hadn't been. And then with Tori saying she burned her... Well, she thinks she has powers."

"But there's almost no way!" Simon said, pacing. He tried to think it through. "She's, what? Fifteen? If she was a fire half-demon, she'd have done something much more than leave some red marks." He faced Chloe. "I don't think she's lying or anything. I think she just wants to be... special. She sees you and you see ghosts and then she sees me push Brady without touching him... Anyone normal would want to be special like us. Think of all the movies and books that are made with super powers and stuff. People want to be special." When Simon chose to be, he could be really intelligent about things.

Chloe nodded slowly, understanding the logic.

I didn't say anything, just turned the thought over in my head. Who had ever heard half-demon not being able to do almost any damage by fifteen? Then again... I looked at Chloe. When did Necromancers just start seeing the undead out of the blue?

So far, we knew that Simon, Chloe, and I were supernatural. Liz was something too, according to Chloe's description of the night that Liz was sent away. If Rae was too...

And the bodies in the basement were another worry, too. The house had dead bodies in it that just so happened to be supernatural?

"But Tori and Peter?" Chloe asked.

Simon stretched his muscles out. "Well, as you may have noticed, Tori is here for mood swings. Peter was here for some kind of anxiety disorder." He shrugged. "Even if we and Rae and Liz were supernatural, those two wouldn't be."

"Rae has to go with you." I said, interrupting their thought process. "If you don't take her, she might tell as soon as she notices Chloe out of bed. Or even sooner, if she expects an answer soon.

They both nodded. Chloe looked relieved that Rae would be going. She must have felt guilty that she might be left behind.

"But..." I started. "She can't know any specifics on powers. And we can't tell her our plans."

Chloe opened her mouth to say something.

"At least for now." I said, cutting off her words.

She nodded again. "I'll go tell Rae."

As she walked across the lawn, I turned to Simon who frowned. "Don't you know not to interrupt a moment like that?"

I shrugged. "I heard something about Rae. It's plan time, not kiss-y face time. You guys will have all the time in the world once you leave. Rae's gotta sleep sometime."

He gave me a look. "That's not the point."

I watched Chloe shut the door behind her as she walked inside.

Shit. I forgot to tell them they were leaving today. It was the prefect opportunity! Fuck. Oh, well. I'll tell Chloe as soon as she got back from telling Rae.

Everything was not in the original plan, but, hell, this new plan seemed to be working. Who was I to complain?