Hey guys! Here's chapter two! PS: I switched to first person. Let me know what you think!:) Enjoy!
"Hunters." The word fell from my lips. I whipped my head around looking through the dark.
"He's getting closer." Derek announced at a whisper. The scent of the hunters reached me, it was intoxicating and terrifying.
"Derek…" I whispered, if I spoke any louder I feared my voice would shake.
"He's here." Derek replied.
"Where is she?!" Scott demanded in a roar.
"She's safe." Derek replied his voice growing deeper and louder, "from you." I turned my gaze to Scott, just as Derek jumped from where we were hiding. He grabbed Scott, tossing him to the side, Scott taking Derek with him. They tumbled in the dirt a few times before Derek pinned Scott against a tree growling at him.
"What did you do with her?!" Scott demanded again. Voices reached my ears, running I made my way over to Derek. Scott, looked at me with wide eyes.
"Derek," I whispered urgently.
"They're already here." Derek told him, "run." His hand grabbed my hand pulling me away at a running speed.
"We can't just leave him!" I hissed causing Derek to stop. He glanced around quickly before giving a quick nod, "follow me." And running back towards the hunters. My ears could hear them talking, Scott groaning in pain. Derek and I made our way around the hunters, so we came up behind them. Derek grabbed one, tossing him away, I grabbed the other backhanding him into a tree. The leader turned in our direction, but we were gone. I ran over to Scott ripping the arrow from his arm and the tree.
"Come on." Derek grabbed him and my hand pulling us away at a run. When we were far enough away Scott dropped to the ground with a grunt. Looking around I tried to settle my heartbeat. I looked over to see Derek looking at me with a concerned expression.
"Told you they were back." I breathed out.
"Who were they?!" Scott demanded as he looked at us both.
"Hunters." Derek replied looking at him, "the kind that have been hunting us for centuries."
"Us?! You mean you two!" Scott exclaimed in anger, "you did this to me!" He glared at Derek. I watched as Derek looked at him with wide eyes and annoyance.
"Is it really that bad Scott?" He took a few steps closer, "that you can see better, hear more clearly, move faster than any human could ever hope?" His eyes looked down at Scott coldly, "you've been given something that most people would kill for. The bite is a gift."
"I don't want it." Scott replied squinting up at Derek.
"You will." I spoke up, Scott looked at me with disbelief and shook his head.
"And you're gonna us, if you want to learn how to control it." Derek told him before bending down holding his shoulder, "so, you, me and Lindsey. We're family now." He looked him in the eyes before walking away. Scott continued to breath heavily.
"Get out of the forest." I warned before turning to follow Derek. We moved quickly out of the forest and into his car.
"Did they see your face?" Derek asked as he started the car.
"No." I shook my head sinking into the seat, "but Scott saw there's…he's gonna be in shock when he finds out."
"What about you?" Derek spoke. I glanced at him skeptically.
"You know this whole, constant 'are you okay' thing is getting slightly weird."
"Really?" Derek scoffed, "I had to shake you awake from a nightmare."
"More of a memory, than a nightmare."
"You were still terrified." He retorted.
"And you are still slightly annoying." I replied giving him a smile. He let out a short laugh. After that we drove for a bit and were almost back to the Hale house before something
"I can tell you're anxious about something." He glanced at me.
"Scott has got a lot to learn." I spoke shrugging, "it'll be had for him." Suddenly Derek moved to the right side of the street and pulled over.
"Derek what are you doing?"
"That isn't all that's bothering you." He turned his body towards me.
"Oh god…" I rubbed my forehead. Derek continued to look at me with a questioning expression.
"I'm dealing." My voice was just above a whisper, as I,sunk back into the seat, "let me."
"Not alone." He responded.
"Then you're gonna have to deal with just okay right now." Slowly Derek nodded, we didn't say anything else until we got home.
"He's not gonna be able to control it." Derek spoke walking into the house.
"So, what's the plan?" I asked letting the door swing shut.
"Watch him, make sure he doesn't shift." He answered.
"Stalk him." I noted, "your plan is to stalk him?"
"Watch him." Derek retorted.
"Okay," I put my hands up in mock. surrender, "sure." Derek pulled off his jacket and tossed it on the couch.
"So how are we going to not stalk him?" I questioned sitting on the couch, it was. Still somewhat comfortable.
"Pretty sure there is lacrosse practice tomorrow morning. We need to see how he reacts to that. It's a violent game." He explained.
"And what if…" I let the word linger on my lips, "he loses control?"
"Hopefully he regains it before killing someone." Derek replied.
"Lovely bright side you've got there." I responded.
"Am I wrong?" He looked at me.
"…Not technically." I leaned back onto the couch. Derek laid down on his sleeping bag.
"We should buy a mattress."
"And put it where?" He asked.
"Somewhere." I shrugged. I could hear him chuckling softly, a low rumble in his chest. I smiled to myself before closing my eyes, slowly my hearing tuned listening to Derek's heartbeat.
"What…what are we doing about Laura?" I asked softly.
"Find who killed her." Derek replied.
"And then?" I asked although I already knew the answer.
"Kill them." He replied. Slowly I nodded. That's what I thought…
"Why didn't you ever play lacrosse?" I asked the next morning pulling a clean shirt out of a bag.
"I preferred basketball." He replied tugging on his jacket.
"Less violent?" I asked pulling a grey tank-top over my head.
"Pretty much." He replied, "come on." Grabbing my jacket I followed him out the door.
"So you could help Scott with control." I walked to the passenger side of the car.
"Unless he doesn't want me too, and kills someone." Derek answered before getting into the car.
"Perfect." I replied sarcastically, "Wonderful teaching method."
"Are you going to get into the car?" Derek asked. With a nod I got into the car and shut the door. We were at the school within a few minutes. We made our way to the lacrosse field, watching the practice from behind the bleachers. The coach was making the players do one on ones. Nothing interesting happened for a while until Scott went up against a player, and got thrown to his back. The coach yelled at him and told him to do the run again. I watched him carefully as he ran at the other boy again, this time his heart was going faster, he was angry. In a split second he collided with the other player, throwing him backwards. I stood up straighter as Scott fell to his knees groaning.
"He's angry." Derek watched as Stiles hastily lead Scott off the field.
"He's shifting." I spoke my eyes following them, "stay here, make sure no one follows them."
"Where are you going?" He looked at me in question.
"To help." I answered before running after them, not giving Derek time to argue. When I got into the school I could hear growls, and the banging of metal.
"Crap." I hissed and began to run towards the locker rooms. I whipped around the corner into the room just as Scott prepared to lunge at Stiles. Bolting towards him, my hands grasped his shirt and pulled him out of the way, putting him behind me. Scott turned to me his eyes glowing with anger, as he growled. I growled back my eyes shining green, warning him not to come any closer.
"Scott, stop!" I snapped backing up slowly. He didn't listen, I don't think he even heard me. He growled again, more dangerously this time, his eyes fixed behind me on Stiles. Quickly I looked around for anything that would wake him up without hurting him.
"Stiles, get back." I hissed just before Scott jumped at us. I caught him and tossed him to the side, into lockers. He got back up again unphased.
"Here!" Stiles called and tossed me a fire-extinguisher. Quickly I pulled the metal clip loose, and aimed the tube at Scott. When he tried to lunge at us again, I pressed the trigger covering him with white. He shrunk away growling that eventually became a human cry. Quickly I stopped spraying him as he rubbed his eyes. Letting out a long breath I set the fire-extinguisher on the ground.
"You alright?" I looked at Stiles. He swallowed and nodded.
"Yeah."
"Good." I began to walk out as Stiles walked towards his friend, I reached out and stopped him, putting my hand to his chest.
"He can never do that again." I warned my tone low, "or else next time, you'll have to deal with Derek." Stiles nodded quickly, removing my hand I continued out the door.
"Anyone dead?" Derek asked waiting by the car.
"Nope." I shook my head.
"You smell like chemicals." He looked at me slightly confused.
"Did you know that fire-extinguishers work on Werewolfs?" I asked waltzing over to the car.
"You used a fire-extinguisher on him?" Derek looked like he could almost laugh.
"Well I didn't want to bash his head in." I replied before letting out a breath looking straight at Derek, "Derek…he had no control."
"Did you know you were there?" Derek asked.
"Doubt he'd remember, and he didn't see me after he came too." I replied.
"He can't play in the game this weekend." Derek replied walking over to the driver side and getting in.
"How do you know it's this weekend?" I asked.
"Heard the coach talking about it."
"You really think you can stop him?" I asked.
"I can try." He started the car and drove away.
"How?" I asked but he didn't say anything, "wonderful plan." I watched out the window
"Gonna go for a run." I announced taking off my jacket, and pulled out tennie-shoes from my bag.
"It evening." Derek looked out the window as he stopped his workout routine.
"I know." I nodded, "you do push-ups, I run. In the evening."
"Be careful." He said crossing his arms.
"I will be." I answered and put a quick kiss to his cheek before leaving. I walked a few yards from the house before breaking into a light jog. As I ran thoughts ran through my head, in all honesty I didn't really have any idea what to do…what I could do…I was snapped out of my thoughts when a loud roar sounded through the forest making me skid to a halt. Quickly I turned in a circle looking around, trying to locate the source of the roar.
"Derek?" I called, now realizing how far down the sun was in the sky. There came no answer, the forest seemed still, but then a low threatening growl reached my ears. Goosebumps lined my skin, and I began to breath deeper.
"Derek…?" I asked again before clearing my throat. I didn't think he followed me… I could feel eyes on me, the air stank of anger, making my stomach turn. Slowly I began to back up when a dark shape ran past me from behind. I twirled around my eyes shifting to green, as a low growl escaped me lips. There was nothing there. I whirled around just to see the creature running towards me again, swiftly I jumped over it landing on all fours behind it. The creature was gone, my eyes darted from place to place when suddenly I felt something collide with my body, sending my flying through the air. I let out a scream as a sharp pain engulfed my left side. Slowly I pulled my hand away, revealing a large gash in my lower side, blood sinking into my shirt. Looking around I saw nothing, the creature was gone.
"Son of a gun." I groaned and stood up slowly still holding my side. Looking down at the wound I found it wasn't healing.
"Dammit." I cursed before slowly beginning to make my way back to the Hale house. By the time I could see the house darkness had taken the light. My feet trudged into the house, as I did my best to keep my breath steady. Leaning against the doorway, I saw a figure inside pacing back and forth holding something to it's ear.
"Derek" I called clearing my throat.
"Lindsey!" He turned and ran to me pulling me towards him, "what happened?"
"Uhh…" I began as Derek helped her to the couch, "I had an incident in the woods."
"What kind of incident?" Derek asked as he looked at me in concern before looking at the wound.
"Pretty sure I was attacked." I hissed through my teeth, "it-it was a werewolf."
"An Alpha." Derek added, "wounds from Alpha's heal slower."
"Yeah. I'm getting that now." I shifted uncomfortably, "it really, really hurts." Derek went quiet thinking for a moment before turning and rummaging through a bag before he pulled out white bandages.
"Here." He placed a large one on the wound, "you think it was the same one that bit Scott?"
"I assume so." I breathed out, "how did it go with Scott?" I remembered that Derek went to talk to him.
"He won't play the game." Derek replied.
"You didn't kill him did you?" Pain shot up my side as I tried to shift into a more comfortable position
"Not yet." Derek retorted resting against the couch once he finished placing the bandage on my side.
"You aren't actually gonna kill him right?" I shut my eyes slowly but then opened them again as Derek remained quiet.
"Derek." I attempted to sit up.
"Stop moving."
"Start talking." I replied.
"If I have too." Was all he said.
"He's a kid Derek."
"He could be a danger, if he plays in that game and shifts, then that puts you and I in danger." Derek explained.
"So teach him control." I argued.
"He doesn't want my help Lindsey." He replied in a stern tone.
"What he wants and what he needs are two different things."
"That doesn't change the fact that I can't help him, if he doesn't let me." Derek retorted crossing his arms and leaning his head back closing his eyes. I could tell he was stressed, and worried from the chemosignals he was giving off. Gently I reached over and put my hand on his shoulder.
"Hey." I spoke, my voice just above a whisper.
"Mhm?" Derek opened his eyes and looked at me.
"You know you can talk to me right?"
"Yeah." He nodded, I nodded back before closing my eyes again settling into the couch. Again I moved, trying to get comfortable, after a long sigh, I finally just stared at the ceiling.
"What's wrong?" I heard Derek ask.
"Can't sleep." I replied.
"Why not?"
"I'd rather not dream." I replied.
"Want to talk about it?"
"No." I replied, knowing that if I said yes, Derek wouldn't sleep much tonight, and he needed his sleep.
"Just try shutting your eyes." He replied softly in a tired tone.
"Okay." I took in a deep breath, but kept my eyes open. A while later, Derek fell asleep, and I was still staring up at the ceiling.
Don't dream…Don't dream…
I shot up from sleep breathing heavily, wincing at the pain from my side. Looking around frantically, I found the sun was shining to brightly to be morning.
"Derek?" I called running a hand through my hair. After a moment Derek walked into the room.
"You're up." He spoke kindly.
"You let me fall asleep." I glared at him.
"I did." He nodded before fishing through a bag and pulled out another bandage and handed it to me.
"Why?" I asked irritation lacing my voice.
"You need sleep." He replied folding his arms over his chest while I lifted my shirt to change the bandage, "what's going on Lins?"
"The nightmares are worse." I sighed standing up slowly.
"That's why you don't want to sleep." He replied softly.
"I don't know how to make them stop." I replied gritting my teeth. The fact that I had no control over something like my own mind was beginning to get on my nerves.
"Is it always the same dream?" Derek asked now only feet from me. I nodded.
"Same dream. Different parts."
"What parts?" He asked. I looked up at him staying quiet.
"Us running, same old same old."
"What about when you got bit?" Derek asked.
"Sometimes." I answered with a nod, "but usually it's more of being…hunted." Derek was about to say something when Scott yelled his name from outside the house.
"He sounds pissed." I commented.
"Scott." Derek replied with a sigh, "stay here."
"Gladly." I replied and began to rummage through my bag for clean clothes. Derek walked out of the room grumbling something under his breath, after a few moments I could hear them outside.
"Stay away from her!" Scott shouted, "she doesn't know anything!"
"No? You think your buddy Stiles can just google Werewolfs and now you've got all the answers?" The two argued, when suddenly Derek was back inside.
"He's not gonna listen is he." I watched him leave from a window.
"Doesn't seem like it." Derek replied.
"What are you gonna do if he try's to play?" I asked turning to look at him, almost afraid of the answer.
"Stop him." Derek replied simply.
"Gonna elaborate on that?" I asked, but he didn't answer, "wonderful, thank you for the insight."
...
It was evening and Derek was dragging me to the gas station so he could wash his car.
"Why night?" I asked as we drove away from the house.
"We wanna keep a low profile." Derek explained. I nodded before asking another question.
"Why do I have to cone with you though?"
"You got attacked the other day." Derek explained pulling up to a stop sign and glancing over at me, "really think I'm gonna let you out of my sight? With a group of them hanging around?"
"Fair enough." I nodded and fell silent as we drove. When we made it to the gas station Derek hopped out and began to fill the car up with gas. I listened to the crickets.
"What's wrong?" I heard Derek ask. I shrugged as I heard him finish with the gas, and footsteps retreating. I began to fiddle with the Triskelion necklace on my neck, when suddenly a package of gummy-worms landed in my lap. I looked up at Derek and smiled.
"You aren't as tough as most believe Derek Hale." I saw Derek smile a rare smile and chuckle lightly at my remark before proceeding to wash the windows.
"Now will you tell me what's wrong?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Well, nothing now." I held up the bag of gummy worms, "I have candy."
"You are such a kid." Derek shook his head his voice still light.
"And you aren't?" I exclaimed grinning, "you are just a puppy Derek!"
"I am not!" He shook his head.
"Yes you are." I replied.
"No I'm not."
"You are."
"No."
"Yes." I smiled again. He looked at me for a moment before letting out a light breath.
"Fine. But," he got in the car and turned towards me, "only for you." I felt a soft smile spread across my face. Leaning over I placed a kiss on his cheek.
"Okay." I nodded before I felt his hand cup my neck as he pulled me closer setting his lips to mine.
We arrived back at the Hale house about an hour later, everything completely dark. Suddenly Derek stopped and looked around.
"What is it?" I asked looking around myself.
"…Nothing." He shook his head, "come on." He pulled me to his side as we walked up to the house.
"Did you smell something?" I asked once we were in the house
"Something just felt off." He murmured before turning to look at me. He. Must have sensed that I was concerned because he quickly countered, "it's nothing Lins."
"Okay." I nodded and tossed off my jacket slowly lowering myself onto my sleeping bag. I felt Derek lie down, and then after a few minutes his arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer. I turned into his chest sucking in a long breath, taking in his smell of cologne and leather. I closed my eyes trying to will myself to sleep for awhile, before opening my eyes again.
"Derek?" I whispered.
"Hmm?" He replied. I swallowed before continuing.
"You…you love me right?" A small knot pulled in my stomach, and I swore I felt him smirk.
"Der?" I asked after he didn't answer right away.
"Until the stars fall from the heavens." He hummed gently, "and the moon itself catches fire." I felt my body relax at the words.
"Thank you." I mumbled closing my eyes and finally letting sleep take me.
...
"Lindsey."
"Lindsey. Up."
My eyes opened as Derek pulled me up looking around.
"Derek." I shook my head still in a sleepy haze, "what's wrong?"
"Cops." Derek growled pushing my jacket into my arms.
"What?" My. eyes widened, "why?" I exclaimed in a hushed tone. Derek stayed. Quiet for. a few moments before shaking his head.
"Scott." He turned and looked at me, "go out the back. Don't stop running."
"What?! No, Derek I''m. not gonna leave you." I protested before a loud knock sounded on the door.
"They can't hold me." Derek replied, "I haven't killed anyone." His eyes took turns looking at the door then back to me looking into mine, "do you really wanna risk getting arrested and announcing to them that you're here?"
"No." I slowly shook my head looking at the door before looking back at him, "don't piss them off anymore."
"I'll try." He bent his neck and placed a soft kiss on my cheek before pushing me to the back as he walked towards the door. Silently I made it to the remainder of the back of the house and ran out into the woods.
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