/AN: Okay here's the updated version of Chapter 2. I hope you guys enjoy it. Also: I just looked at the update for chapter 1... On my computer, the paragraphs look screwy. On the site, they look completely normal! Yay! I don't have to fix anything! :) Woot! PS. This chapter has been edited.
Disclaimer: Still don't own it./
Normal POV
Marlee has driven into town, brooding over the fact that Kit had sent her, Simon, Lucy, Tori and Mason to get food for the house. She pulled into a Kroger parking lot. "Alright, everybody out. You all know the rules for a field trip. Stick to the rules. I don't wanna have to bail anyone out of a trap." She kept her voice low, just loud enough so everyone could hear. Everybody mumbled agreements and they headed in.
Tori came up behind Marlee. "Kit wanted me to make out a menu for the week. He figured it'd be good for us to go into town every week so we don't go stir crazy." She handed Marlee the list.
"Thanks, Tori. This'll make our trip shorter and ensure that we don't forget anything." Marlee folded it up in her pocket. Tori nodded and drifted back to Mason.
"You okay?" Tori asked.
"Yeah, why?" Came his short answer.
"It's just, you nearly attacked my brother this morning. You seem a little moodier than usual, and I wanted to know if you were okay." Tori replied. Okay, so maybe she had a tiny crush on Mason… but she really did care about how he was feeling.
"I'm fine." It came out a little harsher than he meant it to. Mason inwardly winced and remembered what Derek had told him. He sighed. "Thank you for asking." He added in a gentler tone.
"If you ever need to talk, we live in the same house and my room's always open…" Tori looked around at the group who was getting farther and farther ahead of them. "Just don't tell anyone I'm being so nice, okay?"
"Whatever." Mason mumbled.
When everyone was inside and accounted for, Marlee began giving out jobs. "Okay, since Tori and Mason seem to be all buddy, buddy together, you two take a cart and gather up the vegetables and fruits on the list and anything either of you might want as a snack. Simon and Lucy, you gather up the meats and condiments and some snacks. I'll gather up the boxed and canned things. We meet back here in half an hour." She ripped off the sections of list according to group and handed them out accordingly.
Mason didn't like the idea of his sister being with Simon, but he went along with the plan anyway. Tori grabbed a car and the two went off to find their assigned foods.
x-x-x
"So how was I last night? I think we set a new record together." Simon said, grabbing a cart. He gave Lucy a knowing look.
"You were great! I think we can do better though." Lucy replied. They laughed, enjoying what only they knew. "I think my brother's pretty pissed though. Maybe you should talk to him. He'd probably like to try out our technique."
"Aw but I like our hot, sexy secret. I feel clever for once. Let me bask in my glory." Simon said, striking a movie star pose. He paused to look at the isle signs.
"I think you mean my hot, sexy secret. It was my idea, clever boy." Lucy replied with a grin. She shivered. "I hate the freezer section. My body's too small to generate it's own heat over here."
Simon grinned and wrapped his arms around her. "Was it your idea? I could've sworn it was my idea to use the cucumber." Lucy burst out laughing.
"Yes, but I suggested we use produce. I said nothing about a cucumber." Lucy replied.
Simon smiled. "Well maybe next time we'll come up with something better." He rubbed Lucy's arms, kissed her lips and pulled away from her. "Come on, we gotta get the items on the list."
x-x-x
"So you really don't like Simon do you?" Tori asked.
"I have nothing against Simon. I just don't like Simon and Lucy together, that's all." Mason replied, picking up a cucumber and tossing it in the bag.
Tori frowned and took the cucumber out of the bag. She looked it over and squished it slightly before placing it in the bag again. "He won't hurt her, you know. He's a complete gentleman with his ladies. I think that's why I liked him so much in Lyle House."
Mason grinned. "You had a crush on your brother?"
Tori scowled. "Shut up. I didn't know he was my brother, okay? I mean look at him! Does he even look like he's related to me?" Mason didn't say anything. He put a tomato in another bag.
"Exactly." Tori took out the tomato and turned it over in her hand before putting it back in the bag.
"Why do you keep doing that?"
"What?" Tori gave Mason an odd look.
"Messing with the stuff I already put in the bags?"
"You can't just put random produce in the bag. I could be rotten or damaged. You've gotta look it over first." Tori explained.
Mason let out a laugh. "I don't need to look at it. I can just tell the good from the bad."
Tori looked skeptical. "Uh huh. Sure. Whatever." She rolled her eyes.
"No, really. I'll prove it." Mason unraveled the bandanna from around his wrist and tied it around his eyes. Tori moved to make sure it completely covered his sockets.
"Go. If you pick out three good vegetables in a row, I'll believe you." Tori said. Mason turned towards the produce letting his nose to the work. All at once he picked up a cucumber, a tomato, and a carrot. He lifted the bandanna and turned to Tori, handing her the produce. "Your highness." He had a smug expression on his face.
Tori briefly examined the vegetables. "Dick." Was the only thing she said.
Mason laughed and gave a bow. "Thank you. I take that as a complement." Tori gave him the bird.
x-x-x
"Okay, next we need to pick up bedding. Kit's insisting that we're staying for a while and he wants you all to have personalized rooms." Marlee said and they loaded up the van.
"But isn't the manor yours?" Lucy asked.
"Luce, it's no more mine than it is yours. Just because I own it, doesn't mean I want it."
"Uhm… okay?"
"So where are we going?" Simon asked.
"Walmart."
"Oh, of course." Tori complained.
"It's a small town, Tori. I'm not gonna waste gas going to Pier 1 or something to buy your fashion friendly bedding." Marlee replied.
Tori huffed.
x-x-x
Tori sighed as Lucy dragger her to the home decor section of Walmart. "This fucking sucks." Tori said.
"It's better than the itchy sheets back at the house." Lucy replied, looking through the selection. Simon and Mason were in the next isle over.
"Can't argue there."
"OOH!" Lucy ran over to a full sized comforter that was black with pink skulls on it.
Tori grabbed a plain sky blue comforter and motioned to Lucy. "I've got my stuff, you've got yours; let's check out and go home."
Lucy and Tori met Simon and Mason at the register. Simon was carrying a black, gray and red plaid comforter. Mason's was blue and gray. Marlee met everybody at the front of the store. "Is everybody ready?" Lucy raised he hand as if she was a student. "Yes, Lucy?"
"There was one more thing I wanted to check out. I'll meet you guys in the car in twenty minutes?" Lucy requested.
Marlee sighed. "Fine."
x-x-x
"Alright, everybody head in. I'll bring in the stuff. Lucy, I need you to help." Marlee requested, giving Lucy a knowing look.
Simon's POV
When we got back from the field trip, instead of heading to my room, I stopped by Derek's. Just so we're clear, I didn't expect Derek to be sitting in the middle of his floor, staring at a box of condoms. I had no idea how long he had been sitting there, but I saw a perfect opportunity. "The directions are on the box, big guy." Derek glared at me with a look that could kill. "So what are you doing anyway?"
"Thinking." He replied, returning his gaze to the box on the floor.
"About what?" I asked, sitting in front of him, the box between us.
"Must you ask?" Derek asked.
"Like I said, read the directions on the box. For a genius like you, it can't be that hard, can it?" I stood.
"It's harder than you think." Derek replied. I rolled my eyes and headed for the door. He made everything so complicated. "Whatever, bro. Have fun." I left, heading for my room.
Marlee's POV
Marlee turned to Lucy. She had just finished telling her about what was going on with Derek and Chloe. "So you think she'll get pregnant?"
"Most definitely. But like I said before, you can't tell anyone Lucy, especially not Chloe. It could be disastrous. We have to let things run it's course." Marlee instructed.
"I understand. But I have a question." Lucy said, her eyes pleading.
"What?" Marlee dreaded the answer.
"To get our mind off the drama, we should go play paint ball!" the blond suggested.
"Lucy… we live out in the middle of nowhere. Where the hell are we going to play paint ball?" Marlee was shocked by Lucy's idiocy.
"When I sneaked off today while shopping, I found a game store and bought a whole bunch of paint ball stuff with the money I've been saving. We can go into the woods and have some fun with them. And with out enhanced senses it'll be easy! It can be boys vs g—"
"Lucy before your insanity becomes contagious, round up everyone and I'll meet you out back in an hour. Just tell me where your stuff is at." Marlee said.
"It's upstairs in my room, under my bed." Lucy's eyes lit up with excitement.
"Good. Now go gather up people." Marlee watched as Lucy walked back into the house, taking her time as she walked. When she got to Lucy's room, she inwardly squealed. Lucy's room was a mess. They had only been here half a day and the chick's clothes were strewn everywhere. Poor Simon. Now she knew why the couple never went to hang out in her room.
Ignoring the mess, Marlee ventured over to the bed, stepping on everything she could. Muddy foot prints on her clean clothes would teach her to pick up after herself. Looking under the bed, Marlee found the game stash and quickly exited Lucy's room.
Lucy's POV
Taking down a mental list of people, Lucy ventured out to see who she could find. First on the list was Simon; partially because she really wanted to see him, and partially because he was the first person on the list. She decided to look in his room first.
Lucy didn't have to look very far because when she entered the front entry way, she heard Simon's voice from the kitchen. There, she found Simon and Mason engaged in a full out arm wrestle. Tori was standing over them, an intense look in her eyes, her gaze fixed on the two arms. Lucy guessed she was refereeing.
Lucy stood beside Tori, watching the match with high interest. "How long has the match been going on?" Lucy asked Tori, not taking her eyes off the boys.
"About ten minutes. They bet double chores for a week to the loser. So whoever loses has to do both their and the winner's chores for a week to the loser and pay the winner fifty dollars." Tori explained.
"Jeeze, that's rough." Lucy said, She screamed when there was a sudden slam on the table.
"I win again!" Mason jumped up in celebration.
"Again?" Lucy asked Tori.
Tori nodded. "This is the second time Mason has won. Which makes Simon's score settle to two week double chores and a hundred bucks. Ouch." Tori mock winced at Simon's loss. "Sucks for him."
"Dammit! I want a rematch, cheater!" Simon yelled, pointing the finger of doom in Mason's general direction.
"Cheater? How the hell am I a cheater? I won fair and square! Tori would have call it if I cheated." Mason replied.
"You and your fucking werewolf genes helped you cheat—"
Suddenly, a loud whistle rang throughout the room. Both boys stopped in their tracks. "Thank you." Lucy started out. "All three of you are invited to play back yard paint ball in an hour. Hope you'll be there! Now please, by all means carry on with your bickering." Before leaving, Lucy planted a kiss on Simon's cheek. "Bye!"
Next on her list was Kit. Lucy figured he was probably in the lab in the basement. Exiting the kitchen, she made her way to the door, beside the staircase. Why anyone would place a door to a basement there was beyond her.
Lucy continued down the stairwell, searching for Kit. In on corner, there was a pile of wooden planks and tools that looked as if it had been shoved over to make room for something. On the walls, there were shelves that held old paint buckets, probably as old as the house itself. The basement itself was dank and probably in serious need of being replaced. Lucy would have to remind Chloe not to go down here. Her necromancer abilities were ten times stronger than hers. Finally, Lucy found Kit sitting at a desk in front of a computer, surrounded by a bunch of file cabinets. "I found you!" Lucy screamed. Kit jumped.
"I didn't realize we were playing hide and seek, Luce." Kit said, turning to face Lucy, scratching the back of his head.
"We weren't Marlee wanted me to find you to tell you that we were planning on having a midnight paint ball outside, in the backyard; boys vs girls. It's in an hour. I hope to see you there!" Lucy looked fairly proud of herself, having delivered her message successfully to four people now.
"I'll be there Lucy. Thanks for the invite." Kit replied, turning back to his work.
"You're welcome!" Lucy left, searching out the next person on her list: Derek. She guessed he would be in his room with Chloe.
Lucy made her way up the winding staircase and past the old grandfather clock on the landing. "Okay, let's see." Lucy squeezed her eyes shut, using her nose as a locating device. "Right is Simon, so left is Derek." Lucy knocked on Derek's door.
"Yeah?" a muffled voice signaled for Lucy to enter. Lucy opened the door to see Derek sprawled on the floor looking at a box of condoms.
Lucy blushed. "Um… Derek, why are you staring at a box of condoms?" She twiddle with her thumbs.
"Don't ask. What do you need?"
Lucy refocused on the task at hand. "In about an hour we're having a backyard paint ball game. It's boys vs girls." Derek grunted. "Does that mean you'll be there?" Lucy asked. Derek nodded. "Yay! See you then!" she replied as she bound out the door.
As she went down the steps, she paused to look at the grandfather clock on the landing. She still had forty five minutes. Chloe was probably in the library reading something on necromancy. The library was located past the dining room. To the left of the dining room was the pool, and connected to the pool was the work out room.
Finally, Lucy made it to the library only to find it empty. "Where could she be?" Lucy asked herself. Usually, she was really good at finding people.
"Um, Lucy? What are you looking for?"
Lucy turned to see Chloe behind her. "Chloe! I knew you'd be here! Yay!" Lucy hugged Chloe.
"Um… good to see you too Luce?" Chloe was confused.
"You're cordially invited to a paint ball game in the backyard in half an hour. It's a boy vs girls type thing and I really hope you can make it!" Lucy pleaded.
"I'll be there Lucy." Chloe smiled, as Lucy ran off.
Normal POV
Half an hour later, everyone gathered in the backyard. Lucy had a bag of something in her hands.
Almost everyone was dressed in dark clothing. The night air was cool and crisp. The sky was clear and the stars shone brightly.
"In front of you is a line of materials needed to play paint ball. There is a steel chest plate, goggles, a paint ball gun and ammunition in paint ball form. There is enough for all of us. Kit and I are already in our protective gear. They can fit over your clothes, so there is no need to strip. That means you Simon." Marlee glared at Simon, who grinned mischievously. "This is a boys vs girls game so divide up." Marlee instructed.
Derek's POV
I felt horrible. I had been up in my room all day to avoid Chloe, when what I should've been doing was talking to her. Marlee was barking instructions at us. Robotically, I did as I was told, but my mind was still on Chloe.
Once everyone had their paint ball gear on, they separated into groups. "Now everyone talk to their teams and we'll play."
Marlee's POV
Marlee gathered the other three girls around in a circle. "Okay, does everyone have an advantage?" she asked.
"Lucy and I can both see Liz. She'll help us look around corners." Chloe said, quietly.
"I can use the invisible light spell to make light." Tori replied.
"And I'm left with astral projection. Now do we know the boys' advantages?" Marlee asked.
"Derek and Mason are werewolves. They can see in the dark. And Simon and Kit are sorcerers, they can use 'invisible light' like Tori can." Chloe said.
"Perfect. Smart girl." Chloe rolled her eyes.
Kit's POV
Kit saw Marlee bring her group into a circle. "Monkey see, monkey do." He said, gathering Derek, Simon, and Mason into a semi-circle around him.
"Name your strengths." Kit whispered. He looked at Derek.
"Seriously? You know our strengths and advantages." Derek replied.
"Yeah Derek's right. We should be discussing the girl's strengths and weaknesses, not ours." Mason replied.
Kit deadpanned. "Fine. So we know Chloe can see ghosts—"
"So can Lucy." Mason interrupted.
"Okay, so both Lucy and Chloe can see ghost. They could us Liz as a lookout." Simon said.
"Lucy can see ghosts but she can't hear them. The Edison Group tried to enhance her powers but instead made her sixth sense deaf." Mason said. "Oops." He added sarcastically.
"Lovely. So that means she has to follow Chloe's lead leaving her defenseless." Kit said.
"What about Tori?" Derek asked.
"The invisible light spell." Simon said. Everyone stared at him. "It only shows light to the holder." He explained.
"Marlee's a shaman. She can astral project. But I'm not sure she'll use it. She can't hold anything in that state." Kit said.
"The point of paint ball is to see how many times a team can get hit by the other team. The steel chest plates have a sensor that can count how many times a person gets hit. So don't get hit." Kit instructed.
When they broke the circle, they discovered the girls' treacherous plans. All four of the girls had left the yard and hid on their own. "You've got to be kidding me!" Mason said, a look of shock on his face.
"Those devious little bitches!" Simon was pissed.
"Of course you know boys, this means war!" Kit grabbed a pain ball gun and faced the boys. Derek stayed silent. "They could be anywhere. Don't let your guard down."
Chloe's POV
Chloe and Lucy had split away from the group. They had been following Liz and had found an old hunting perch in a tall tree, just big enough for two people. They had been waiting silently for about twenty minutes before they heard a shot and a squeal. "Tori." Chloe said. Lucy snickered.
Chloe could just make out the short, slim figure of Simon chasing Tori. Aiming through her scope, she aimed for his chest plate and shot, watching as the impact made him stumble.
Lucy shot beside her as Derek and Simon and Mason came into view along with Marlee sneaking down from a branch near the group.
"Come one Simon. I'm your sister, you don't wanna shoot your sister… do you?" Tori was backed up against a tree, Simon grinning like a mad man.
Tori put on a mean face and lifter her gun and shot, pushing Simon back. Marlee and Kit were engaged in battle. Derek and Mason were nowhere to be found. Chloe swore, and began climbing down the tree stand. "Liz, look ahead and keep an eye out for Derek and Mason." Chloe told her.
"Okie dokie!" Liz replied, flying forward.
Cautiously, Cloe and Lucy strode forward trying to be as silent as possible, which was not going well at all.
Derek's POV
As usual, Chloe was noisy as ever. Her feet stomped loudly on every leaf and twig. Mason was about twenty feet away from me, closing in on Lucy.
Slowly and silently, I crept up behind Chloe, silent as a natural wolf in its natural habitat. I inwardly scoffed. As if any of this was normal.
Chloe stopped. I seized my chance. Wrapping my arm around her waist, and another around her mouth to keep her from screaming, I dragged her behind a tree and wrestled her into my lap. She struggled and managed to slam her fist into my jaw and removed my hand from her lips. Damn Simon and his self defense lessons. "Derek!" again, she struggled to get out of my grasp. I rolled my eyes.
"Chloe, it's me, Derek." I said, simply. She looked up. "But you…? How did…? Ugh. Damn werewolf." I chuckled as she relaxed, laying her head on my shoulder. "Taking me hostage are you?" She smirked.
"No. I need to talk to you." I replied.
"You do realize we're in the middle of a paint ball war, right? Or is the idea of 'fun' incomprehensible for your genius mind?" Chloe teased. She stood, grabbing her paint ball gun in the process.
"I realize that." I came to my feet.
"Then live a little. Have some fun while you get your revenge on me." A sly grin graced her lips.
"Revenge? For w—"
Before I could answer, Chloe shot me twice and ran off saying, "Catch me if you can!"
As I ran after her, I yelled back, "We'll see who's faster!" I was already gaining on her; not really much of a challenge. Eventually, we came to a clearing where everyone else had engaged in battle and was covered in paint from head to toe. All hues of reds, greens, yellows, and blues could be seen on people and the surrounding area.
Marlee and Kit had been shooting at each other until Kit ran out of ammo and was completely bomb shelled by paint from both Marlee and Lucy. Across the clearing, Mason and Simon had started an actual fight; their guns lay forgotten in the grass and dirt five feet away. Tori was shooting at them both. I rolled my eyes at their idiocy. They never learn.
Upon my better judgment, I decided to ignore them and looked up at the sky. The moon had begun to set meaning it was well past midnight. Chloe had begun to join in with Tori, shooting at Mason. Marlee, decided that Kit had, had enough, and moved on to me, causing my focus to center on guarding my chest plate and shooting at Marlee.
In the middle of her advance on my defeat, her gun clicked, signaling her gun was empty. Her face blanked and I smirked. "Aw, shit. You ass." I shot her with paint as many times as I could as she tried her hardest to cover the chest pale she wore around her.
Finally, when Mason and Simon had beaten themselves senseless and lay on the ground, half conscious and panting and everyone else's guns had run out of paint pellets we sat on the ground staring at the mess we'd made in the fading moonlight.
Chloe lay in my arms staring at the stars. I was pointing out which ones were which while she counted all the colors that had been splattered on my hands.
Marlee was sitting in front of Kit, talking, probably about Chloe and I. I didn't care what they said. What they wanted us to do was Chloe's decision. If it was left up to me, we would've done it two years ago when we first started dating. But when Chloe said 'no' I left it alone and never brought it up again. Now the topic had arose again and I didn't want to face it.
I was a coward. I could take on evil scientists and deranged rapist werewolves without a silver of fear but when it came to sex with my girlfriend I was the equivalent of Courage the Cowardly Dog. What was I afraid of? Rejection? I inwardly scoffed. If the thought of us being together had bothered her so much, Chloe would've done something about it a while ago, way before any of this happened; before dad told us about Marlee's prophecy.
Still, I knew something wasn't right. Dad stuttered yesterday when Chloe mentioned pregnancy. He never stuttered, which meant he was keeping something from us.
"Derek? You okay?" Chloe asked. She was looking at me. I realized I had gone silent, lost in my own thoughts.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Just tired I guess." I said. Chloe nodded.
I looked over to where Lucy and Simon sat, asleep against a nearby tree. I'd only admit it to myself, but I was jealous of Simon's romance. They could be normal while Chloe and I were destined to a life without normalcy. I've learned from another great werewolf, 'Life sucks. Then you die. Yeah, we should be so lucky.' Awesome. Now I'm quoting fictional characters, which brings me back to my point: there's no such thing as 'normalcy' in my life.
I sighed. Mason was prostrate with his hand behind his banged up head. I assumed he was doing the same thing we were. I could never tell with him. And he called me and ice cube.
Tori had gone in to take a shower. Prissy. In the end, everyone had given up on teams. So there was no use tallying up scores.
Lucy's POV
Mason came over to where I was sitting. "Hey," he said.
"Hi…" I replied briefly.
I'm gonna head inside. Are you coming?" he asked.
"Um… no. I don't think I'm gonna sit out here for a while." I stared at my feet. I hated lying to him, especially after everything we've been through.
"Okay. Goodnight."
"Night." I said softly. Mason turned and went inside.
Tori had left about ten minutes ago. Simon and Kit were walking towards the house talking softly and Marlee was packing her her things. The only ones left would be me, Chloe and Erek. Now was my chance. I walked up to Marlee. "Good evening, Lucy."
"Hey Marlee, I was wondering if I could take a walk. I won't go far." I said. Even if she said no I was gonna do it anyway.
"I suppose that's fine. Just try to stay within yelling distance."
I nodded. "Thanks." I hiked off into the woods. I kept going until I couldn't see the house, making sure no one was following me. The moon shone brightly through the trees. I found a small clearing and decided that this would be the perfect place.
I turned around again to make sure that no one had followed me. When I was sure that I was safe from prying, nosing eyes, I took off my paint ball armor along with my clothing. A shiver went down my spine from the chill of the night. Feeling that the time was right, I took a deep breath and morphed with ease. I felt my bones move and rearrange in my body, coarse hair growing and spreading over my body. Unlike my brother and most other werewolves, I didn't feel pain when I morphed and though I had only changed twice, I've had no issues completing it.
I flexed my paws and sniffed the air. Another thing I noticed about my condition was that I could change at will whenever I wanted. The only time that I was forced into the change was the first time I morphed about a year ago. It sucks that Mason can't morph as easily. I know he's getting frustrated. He's already been stuck mid morph three times now. I feel bad for him.
As a wolf everything is different. My senses are heightened, and you can't think about walking when you want to walk. It's almost as if you have to clear your mind completely to do anything. It's definitely a great stress reliever.
I ran around and rolled in the dirt a bit until I noticed that the moon was beginning to set. That was my cue to morph into a human and head back to the house.
I was back in the backyard in ten minutes. "Have fun?" I flinched and looked to my right to see Marlee.
"Damn it." I mumbled. Damn Shaman. "You know it's rude to intrude when one wants to be alone." I said sitting down at the base of a tree.
"Who says I didn't just decide to let my spirit roam free in the astral plane and accidentally stumbled upon your little ritual?" Marlee replied, sitting cross legged in front of me.
"I'm not an idiot. I know that's not what really happened." I said. I turned my head up to look at the stars.
"No, you're right. It's not what happened. I knew you wouldn't have agreed if I volunteered to go with you. I just wanted to make sure you didn't get hurt… or worse." Marlee said.
"That wasn't for you to decide. It wasn't your place."
"Just because I'm a hard ass, doesn't mean I don't care about our group, Luce. Now either you tell me what's going on, or I'm going to have to go in and get it myself." I brought my eyes down to hers. "Yes, that's right. I can do that."
"You saw me morph. You know what happened." I replied, I looked around at the empty yard and then up at the stars.
"Yes. But I've also studies the werewolf morph cycle, Lucy. And I saw enough to know you're different than the others. You can morph on command and you have no pain when you do it." Marlee said.
I held back tears. "I didn't ask for this. I didn't ask to have it so easy when my brother has to go through agony whenever his body decides it's tired of being human."
"I didn't say that, Lucy. I know you can't control it. I just wonder, why are you different? Was it something the Edison Group did? Or is it some sort of genetic mutation?"
I scoffed. "Why does it matter? I can't change it. And even if I could, why would I? To even the playing field for Mason? To know how he feels when he changes? I'm too selfish to change my good luck."
"Lucy it matters because like it or not, you're a supernatural. And there may be others who are going through the same thing, wondering why they're so special. They deserve and answer, Luce." Marlee replied.
"An answer I don't have."
"Are you forgetting that I'm a scientist? If you were willing, we could find the answer together. I wouldn't do it if you didn't agree to it though." Marlee said, rising to her feet.
"We don't have the equipment."
"Oh, don't we?" Marlee had a mischievous gleam in her eyes. She held out her hand to me and I took it. "What do you say?"
I thought a moment. I had nothing to lose. "When do we start?" I asked her.
"I was hoping you'd say that. Tomorrow sound good?" She asked and we started for the manor.
"Sounds perfect." We stayed silent for a few feet. "Marlee, no one else can know about this. It was supposed to be a secret.
"I understand. I won't say anything."
"Thanks." When we got inside we went our separate ways. Marlee said she was going to the lab and I went to the kitchen to grab a drink.
Simon was sitting at the kitchen table. "Hey, Lucy. I've been waiting for you."
I smiled and reached into the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water. "Have you?"
"Yeah, I wanted to make sure you got in okay." Simon said switching positions so he was sitting on the table.
"I'm fine." I replied, leaning against the counter.
"Okay. Well I guess I'll head to bed then." Simon started walking out of the kitchen.
I grabbed his hand. "Mind if I join you?" I asked.
He looked at me and smiled. "Not at all." We headed up to his room.
x-x-x an hour previous x-x-x
Normal POV
Chloe checked her watch. "Holy shit." I gave her a look as she sat up. "It's two forty five."
"Your point?"
Chloe deadpanned. "It's late. And I need to wash the pain out of my hair." She said, standing up. I got up with her. No use arguing with a stubborn female.
I let her take a shower first which was probably a bad idea. She took the longest showers of any person I've ever met.
I sat on the bed, listening to the shower run. I still needed to talk to Chloe. But what would I say? 'Hey Chloe, let's have sex because you're dying and that's the only way to stop it?' Way to sound like a horny sex addict, Derek.
I rolled onto my side, but jumped up when I heard a loud thud in the bathroom. "Chloe? You okay?" I called when I got to the door. I would've barged in, but the last time I did that, I was nearly murdered by the woman in question. Again: Damn Simon and his self defense lessons.
"Yeah. I just dropped the shampoo bottle is all." She replied.
"Okay." I sighed. She made me a paranoid crazy. Shaking my head, I laid back on the bed, daydreaming, thinking about what dad may have "forgotten" to mention to us. Why didn't he just tell us there may be a chance Chloe could get pregnant? We would've handled it somehow.
I thought for a moment. Did I want kids? Sure, eventually I guessed. But I was almost eighteen. And I didn't want to have my child in the middle of a wild chase between us and the Edison Group. That didn't seem fair. Plus I still wanted to go to medical school. I wouldn't be able to do that with a toddler running around throwing food on my homework and slobbering on medical tools.
Then I thought about Chloe. What would happen if she got pregnant. She wanted to attend Julliard in a year or so when things had calmed down. And her grades would plummet if she was up with a baby all night.
Leaving her wasn't an option. I love her too much to do that and I'd been raised better than that anyway. Not to mention I wanted to be there for my kids. Living with Davidoff and a couple hundred whacked up scientist for the first half of my life wasn't exactly what I'd call a good childhood.
"Hey space cadet. You gonna wake up?" Chloe was sitting on the bed in nothing but a towel.
"Sorry."
"Lost in your own thoughts again?" I nodded. "You gonna tell me what you were thinking about?" She asked.
"Us."
"What about us?" Chloe laid across my chest. I had removed my shirt a while ago.
"How Marlee's prophecies always involve some sort of death or life changed experiences. How she can't ever seem to have a normal vision." I replied, slightly annoyed a Marlee.
Chloe lifted her head so that we were eye to eye. "Well you do know there is a way to change this whole death scenario… right?" Chloe said, shifting her position so her naked hips straddled my denim covered ones.
"Chloe…" I warned. My mind began to fog.
"Yes?" She murmured, kissing my neck.
"Don't do anything you're not comfortable with." I said, softly.
"Do I look uncomfortable?" She asked, bringing her face back to my own, letting her hands wander down my chest.
"No."
"Am I acting as if I'm not comfortable with this situation?" She questioned.
"Chloe, you're a drama student—"
"Derek. Answer the question."
I sighed. "No."
"It's not like we're going to have a whole lot of time to do this. And I'm sure you don't want to fuck some sick girl, laying on her death bed. Chloe replied, bluntly.
I sat up, suddenly angry. "Don't say it like that." She looked at me. "You say it like I'm going to have sex with you and then toss you away like some sort of broken dish or used tissue." Chloe grimaced at the analogy. I ignored it. "I wouldn't do that. If that was my intention, I wouldn't have stopped when you told me to a couple years ago."
Chloe nodded. "Maybe so. But that doesn't change the fact that no one would want me to have sex with some sick girl—"
I brought Chloe down and quickly rolled her over so she was under me and I kissed her firmly. "Don't you ever say you're just 'some girl' again. You're much more than that. You're my Chloe. I love you and if you ever say you're just 'some girl' again, I'll screw you senseless, and make you remember that you're special, Chloe Saunders."
Normal POV
Ignoring the massive blush on her face, Chloe wrapped her arms around Derek's neck. "I, Chloe Saunders, am just some girl on the face of the earth. If I were to die, only nine people in the entire world would care."
Derek's eyes narrowed. "Don't toy with me, Chloe. I wasn't kidding when I said I'd screw you senseless."
"Do it. I dare you." Derek didn't say anything. "I am a worthless person who no one cares—" Chloe was silenced by Derek's lips on her.s He knew she was toying with him just to get what she wanted but he didn't care.
Keeping himself from crushing her, he kept his lips on hers; unwrapping the fluffy, white towel covering her body. When she shivered, Derek pulled the comforter around them. He moved his lips down, kissing down her jaw line and down her neck. Chloe's breathing sped up slightly and Derek smirked against her skin as he moved on to her soft, supple, breasts. They were covered in goose bumps.
Forgetting about that tiny detail, Derek took one in his mouth and licked and nipped at it, making Chloe moan. Encouraged, he took the neglected breast in his hand and squeezed it, massaging the pert mound on top with his thumb. Trying to gain some sort of control, Chloe went for the button on his jeans, moving to undo them. Derek stopped her, leaving her breast for a moment to speak.
"Have you been getting into Marlee's Valium stash again?" he teased, switching to massage her other breast.
"N—no…" Chloe breathed, frustrated with herself for giving him the satisfaction of hearing her stutter.
Derek smirked and went back to Chloe's breast. After a few moments, he got bored and sat up, brushing his hair out of his face. Chloe pouted. Derek moved to under his pants when Chloe stopped him, taking over. She yanked off his pants, dragging them down below his ankles. She bit at his chest, before playing with the slight bulge beneath the thing material around his groin. He stifled a groan, refusing to let her have that satisfaction. Finally, tired of messing with him, she inserted her index fingers into the rim of his boxers and slid them down.
Derek raised a brow at her fiestiness. Ignoring it, he went back to her neck, sucking and nipping at the soft skin there for a few minutes before pulling back to admire his work. He had left a deep, purple mark where he had bitten. He moved down to the spot between her breasts and licked the creamy flesh between them, earning another moan from Chloe. Growing restless, he trailed butterfly kissed down her stomach, kissing above her naval.
Not able to control himself any longer, Derek wrapped her legs around his hips and positioned himself at her entrance. Derek looked to Chloe, asking permission. Chloe nodded, but Derek still hesitated. Frustrated, Chloe took his face in her hands and kissed him full on the lips. "I'm not a tease, Derek. I want this." Derek nodded, there noses almost touching. In one swift thrust, he settled himself inside her. Chloe winced and whimpered quietly, digging her nails into his back.
Derek kissed her forehead. "It's alright. The pain won't last long." Derek told her softly. Slowly, he moved in and out, letting her get used to the rhythm. Chloe whimpered with each movement but let him continue. Derek fought the urge to move quicker and kept the slow and steady pace. After a few moments, the whimpers turned to soft sighs and moans. With a questioning look to Chloe, Derek switch to a more normal pace. Slowly, they were able to find a comfortable speed as they rocked together.
Chloe bit her lip to keep a scream emitting from her throat as her already tight walls squeezed tighter as she came onto Derek's manhood. He stifled the groan with a kiss, continuing as he reached his own release.
Derek pulled out and rolled off of her, pulling her onto his chest. Derek's messy hair was damp with sweat, when Chloe ran her hands through his hair. "So I guess this means I won't die now." She said, still slightly breathless. Her cheeks were flushed a bright red and her hair had become slightly tangled.
Derek kissed her long and hard on the lips. "Sealed with a kiss. Now if you die on me, I give myself permission to dig up Davidoff and kick his corpse's ass." He said, any thoughts of forbidden secrets forgotten.
"I love you." Chloe snuggled into his chest, enjoying the warmth, and the feeling of a giant burden being lifted off her shoulders.
"I love you too." He kiss her again and settled into a comfortable sleep.
If only they knew their biggest problems were yet to come.
/AN: Okay so... something I forgot to mention in the previous chapter: If you guys see any mistakes grammatical, spelling wise, or words that are missing a letter, or quotation marks that don't look like they're supposed to be where they are, please inform me. Also, please leave a review! Thanks. -Kit/