Alright, my loves! Sorry it took a bit, but here's the latest chapter for Waiting for Superman! Thank you to teresaseda28 and angelskull16 who were kind enough to rate my story. This is for you, loves. :) Hope you all enjoy!

As per usual, I don't own anything related to Teen Wolf. That's all Jeff Davis and his crew.

The next morning, Matilda spent the entire day following Derek around. He had been the one to suggest it since it was her day off from both of her jobs, which made Matilda think that the Library was trying to get rid of her. She would need to call them later. After all, her car had been shot at on their premises and the Sheriff had been called as well. She doubted that they wanted her to work there anymore, which was a bit of a bummer to say the very least but she supposed life would be a bit better if she just worked at the school instead…

After showering and getting ready for her day with Derek, making sure to wear tennis shoes instead of heels since they were no doubt going to be at his old house. She threw on a pair of jeans and a long sleeved shirt before she grabbed a cup of coffee and they were off.

It was a short drive to Derek's home and the duo drove in Derek's car instead of in her own, which was fine with her. She didn't mind driving in a new version of her own car. Of course, Derek's was black, sleek, and sexy but she digressed. She loved her cherry red baby.

Once the duo arrived at the house, Matilda spent most of her time exploring the house. She had missed being there and hanging out with Laura and sometimes Derek. It had been a fun house, full of love. Matilda felt tears spring to her eyes at the thought of having her entire family burned alive in her childhood home. Werewolves and humans alike perished in that fire and it was not something that the human enjoyed thinking about.

Pushing those thoughts from her mind, she decided to help out Derek like he had helped her. She started to clean up the charred remains of the house and after a while, Matilda heard a shout. She blinked.

"Scott?"

"Derek! Stay away from her!" Matilda paused. Who the hell? "She doesn't know anything!"

"Yeah? What if she does? You think your little buddy Stiles can just Google werewolves, and now you got all the answers, is that it?" Matilda cursed. This was not good. Derek and Scott were yelling at each other. This wasn't going to end well for Scott. Matilda headed over to the staircase and walked down a few steps. The front door was shut, which was odd since usually the door was open. "You don't get it yet, Scott, but I'm looking out for you." There was a pause. "Think about what could happen. You're out on the field, the aggression takes over and you shift in front of everyone. Your mom, all your friends, and when they see you everything falls apart." There was silence between the two before Derek opened the door and looked down at his last remaining friend. "What?"

"Do you actually give a shit about Scott or are you going to use him to find the Alpha?" The werewolf grunted and pushed past her, stepping into the house. Matilda raised her eyebrow at him before she rolled her eyes and made her way back upstairs to continue cleaning.

Later that night, Derek and Matilda were at her house, she was cooking dinner while he sat at the table, watching and listening to make sure the Alpha didn't show up again. After a moment, he stood up, head turned towards the front door. Matilda blinked, not having heard anything since she was playing music while she cooked. She heard a knock before she approached, pushing her friend out of the way to make sure he stayed in the kitchen and out of sight. Matilda opened the door and jumped, surprised.

"Sheriff Stilinski?"

"Sorry to bother you, Mattie, I was just wondering if you'd seen Derek Hale tonight?" Matilda shook her head.

"No, I was with him earlier today, but he dropped me off here at about six and I started cooking dinner. Why? What happened?"

"He's a suspect in a murder investigation." Matilda's eyes widened.

"Murder?" Sheriff Stilinski nodded his head.

"We found half of his deceased sister's body on his premises and are looking for him." Matilda gasped before she heard someone call the Sheriff over his radio, saying that had found Derek. "Excuse me," he said, moving away from her. She reached out for his arm.

"No. Please. Derek would have never hurt Laura." The sheriff shook his head before the voice was more urgent and he looked at Matilda.

"We…do need someone to I.D. Laura's body…" Matilda nodded her head.

"Of course," she said as she ran inside, wanting to warn Derek, but the werewolf was gone. She stood there a moment before turning off everything before she made her way to the sheriff's police cruiser. Once inside, they were off, headed for Derek's home. They arrived and Matilda practically sprinted out of the car, her eyes flitting around before she spotted Derek on the ground in handcuffs. She gasped and went to approach him, but was stopped. He tried to look up at her, but the officer pushed his face back to the side, into the grass, making him grunt in pain before Matilda turned to the sheriff, who looked away before he grabbed her by the arm and made her walk towards the hole where Matilda knew Laura had been buried.

"Stop!" Derek called before Matilda's eyes landed on Laura's once more. She gasped, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Is that her?" Matilda nodded her head, her hand at her mouth before she turned away and made her way back towards the police cruiser. As she was there, Derek was being hauled up and pushed towards the sheriff's car. Matilda and her werewolf made eye contact before he was put into the cruiser and within a few seconds, Stiles was in the car with him, talking to him. Matilda's eyes narrowed and she wished more than ever that she could hear them.

Sadly, before anything could be said or done, Stiles' father pulled him from the cruiser, no doubt chewing him a new one before apparently catching him in a lie. Matilda's eyes looked between the father and son argument to the newly cuffed werewolf in the cruiser. He was staring straight ahead, not looking at anyone, not even her. Matilda sighed gently and shook her head before she turned and started her trek home. On her way there, Stiles' Jeep pulled up beside her.

"Uh…hey Mattie." She kept walking, not looking at anyone. "Mattie, look, about what happened." She stopped and turned, glaring at Scott and Stiles.

"Do not even think for a second that I am not going to rip one of your throats out for this," she stated, glaring at the two boys before she turned and kept walking ahead. The Jeep didn't move for a few minutes before it arrived beside her once more.

"And how do you plan on doing that? I'm a werewolf." Matilda snorted.

"Yeah, not a very good one apparently," she mumbled but kept walking forward and looking forward, not looking at either of them. After a moment, the Jeep finally drove away and Matilda continued on her walk home in silence, not minding it in the slightest.

Once home, Matilda put the food that she made away and washed her dishes before she headed upstairs for some relaxation. She stepped into her bathroom and filled her bathtub with warm water and bubbles before stripping down. She slipped into the tub, sighing happily as the warm, soapy water enveloped her. She closed her eyes, knowing that she would need to relax and calm down before the stress hit her once more. She was still coping with Laura's death. Despite her calm, casual exterior, nightmares had been plaguing her for a few days. She couldn't get her best friend's dead eyes out of her head and no one, not even Derek had been much help. Speaking of her best friend, she knew that he would be calling her soon. After all, she was the only person that he had close to him. He had no one else to call so she knew she would be getting a phone call soon enough.

About half an hour later, her phone rang. Opening her eyes and sitting up, Matilda grabbed her home phone that was next to her bathtub and picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Mattie."

"Wolfman."

"Everything okay?"

"Yeah," she said calmly as she waded around in the water. "Why?"

"I won't be able to get out until they clear me for this, which will be soon, I hope… I wanted to make sure you were okay… Worried about him coming after you," he stated. Fear shot through Matilda's spine before she shook her head.

"Everything will be fine, Wolfman. I'll be seeing you tomorrow." There was silence. "I'll be sure to pick you up," she said. Hearing Derek's grunt, she placed the phone back into its cradle and gently slid back into her bubble fortress. After a few more minutes, Matilda pushed herself up and dried herself off before she headed to her bedroom where she fell asleep on her bed wrapped up in her robe.