A/N: This is it, everyone! Let me know what you think! :) I was pretty satisfied with how it turned out.

I DO NOT OWN TEEN WOLF, THE VAMPIRE DIARIES, OR THE CHARACTERS.

I ran my hands on my pants, nervously. I've been standing outside of Derek's apartment for ten minutes already. I just can't work up the nerve. What if he's not interested? What if this kills our friendship?

I shook my head and forced myself to knock on his door. I tried not to hyperventilate, while I waited for him to open it. The door swung open and he smiled at me, lazily. I smiled back, with ease.

"Hey, come in. You know you don't have to knock." He ushered me inside.

"I know… I just got nervous." I admitted. He looked at me, like I was speaking in tongues. He shut the door and pointed to the couch. I shook my head. "I have to say this and if I sit down, I'll probably lose my nerve."

"Okay, you're officially making me nervous. Are you okay?" He asked me. I nodded, even though I wasn't positive that I was.

"Mason and I broke things off last night. He's moving with his job. He asked me to go with him and I said no. He asked me if I could see a future with him in it and I told him that I wasn't sure." Words started to spill out of my mouth.

"What does that have to do with me?" He asked. I held up my hand.

"Just let me get this out. Okay? You can ask me whatever you want, when I'm finished."

"Okay." He agreed. I nodded, before continuing.

"He asked me to think it over, before I gave him an answer and I did... Derek... When I think about my future, there's only one man who I can't see my future without. There's only one person. One person, who I don't think of platonically. Only one. It took me forever to see it and I've been beating myself up for it, since last night. I know that it took me too long and I get it if you don't feel the same way and if you just wanna stay friends, but I have to tell you..." I continued. He stepped closer to me.

"You have to tell me what?" He breathed.

"I love you, Derek. I love you. I'm in love with you. I've been in love with you. I was just too blind to see it. It's always been you. Always. You're the only guy for me. You're my only." I confessed. His lips were on mine, before I could wait for a response.

"Of course, I love you. I've loved you, for so long. That's the only reason I put up with Braeden. I needed someone to keep my mind off of you." His words filled my ears and penetrated my heart.

"You love me?" I echoed in disbelief. Did I hear him right?

"Always," he replied, before securing my mouth with his own. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his torso, so I could kiss him, easier. I jumped when I heard the door open behind us. A smug looking Peter waltzed in. "What are you doing here?" Derek growled.

"You told me that the two of you had something to discuss alone, so naturally, I decided I should drop by." He shrugged, like it explained everything. "I see the pair of you finally have your heads on straight. It's about damn time. I was wondering if I would need to lock you both in a room and make you sort things out."

"You're serious?" I asked him, still hanging onto Derek.

"Perhaps," Peter mused. Derek just glared at him. "Don't be such a sourwolf, Derek. You wouldn't want to scare off our kitten, now; would you?"

We finally made it over to Peter's loft. Lydia, Stiles and Scott were all waiting for us. I lost my shit, when I saw them. Stiles picked me up and twirled me, while we were hugging. Lydia's hug wasn't quite so dramatic. I wasn't sure how to greet Scott, but he just hugged me and the awkwardness dissipated.

"I feel like I know you, already. I couldn't believe it, when Stiles was telling me about you." Scott smiled. I like him already.

"You could have taken my word for it." Lydia reminded him. Scott just smiled.

"It's nice to finally meet you." I told him.

"Right back at you," he smiled, again.

"Daddy brings a new toy and suddenly I'm chopped liver." Peter sighed with a mock pout. Stiles wrapped his arms around him from behind and kissed his shoulder.

"I still love you." Stiles told him.

"At least someone does," Peter moped. Derek rolled his eyes.

"We don't like you." Derek deadpanned. I scoffed and went to go join in on the hug.

"Don't listen to him, daddy. I still love you, too." I promised, with a laugh.

"Oh, my God, I thought Stiles was just kidding. You actually call him that." Scott blanched. I nodded.

"Dude, I didn't lie." Stiles defended himself.

"I see that now." Scott looked confused.

"Obviously, you'd be blind not to." Lydia pointed out. Derek chuckled.

"Totally."

After a few months, Derek and I decided it made more sense to live together, than apart. We'd both save money on rent and other bills. He moved into my apartment, because apparently he liked it better.

Things didn't really change. We were already so close, before. The only thing that changed was the romantic aspect of things. Let me tell you, it was definitely a good change. So good.

Derek and Peter took me to visit Beacon hills shortly after Derek and I moved in together. I got to meet Boyd, Erica, Isaac, Allison, Danny, Jackson and Parrish. Apparently, Jackson made a special trip to California, just to meet me. He couldn't believe that Derek actually found someone who could put up with him. His words, not mine.

The gang was great. I got along with everyone and had to agree with Stiles, when he claimed that Allison and Scott were soulmates. They just fit. Ya know? Boyd and Erica were no different. Neither were Isaac and Danny. Beacon Hills certainly had no shortage of attractive couples.

"Hey, D, where you at?" I asked, as I opened the front door. I set the groceries down in the kitchen and saw him arguing with Peter in the living room. They both looked over at me and Peter smiled. Derek fumed and glared at Peter. "What's going on?" I asked them, getting more intrigued, by the second.

"I wanted to talk to you. To ask you something, actually." Derek told me. I nodded. He glanced at Peter nervously and played with something in his hands. I waited for a minute, but Derek didn't say anything.

"Oh, for God's sake!" Peter took whatever Derek was holding out of his hands and into his own. He walked over to me and brushed a lock of hair away from my face and tucked it behind my ear. "What my nephew is trying and failing to do is propose to you, kitten." Peter told me.

"Peter!" Derek growled. Peter just gave him a look.

"Oh, hush. You weren't going to do it, so I'm helping you out." Peter tutted.

"Would you like to propose to her for me, too?" Derek snapped. Peter's lips curled into a smile and he nodded.

"I would be delighted." Peter smirked, before getting down on one knee in front of me. Derek just shook his head and face-palmed in the background. "Kitten, would you do me the supreme honor of marrying my clearly incapable and socially challenged nephew?" Peter asked me, as he opened the box. My breath caught. I've seen this ring before. It was his mother's. It's a miracle that it even survived this fire. Tears filled my eyes and I looked over at Derek. He didn't looked angry anymore, but nervous. "Nothing would make daddy happier." Peter added. I nodded, vigorously.

"Yes, of course I will, Derek." I breathed. "Yes." I said again. Derek plucked the box from Peter's hand and put the ring on my left ring finger. He picked me up and kissed me. "I love you." I whispered. He pulled away, just enough to look at me. He smiled the smile that he kept just for me.

"And I love you. I'm sorry about this." He meant the proposal. I laughed.

"Don't be. Our kids will get a kick out of it one day."

"Good, because I'm not letting you go, Bonnie Bennett."

"Don't you dare, Derek Hale."

A/N: Okay! That's it! It's finally finished! I never thought it would happen, but it did! You have no idea how much I would appreciate reviews for this. After giving it a lot of thought, I do want to say that there is a very strong possibility for bonus one-shots that will be added to this verse/story. Subscribe! I'll just add them on later, but I'm going to mark this as complete, because I do have other stories I'm working on and I'm not sure how many one-shots will come out of it, or if they will definitely happen.

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Anneryn