Sorry about how short the last chapter was. This next chapter is much longer and will be one of the last chapters for a while that is centred on Alexia. As you know, this sequel is based on a lot of other characters too. Hope you enjoy.

Oh, we're never gonna quit it
We're never gonna quit it, no
Now I always run away from the boys in blue
Oh, my car smells like chocolate
Hey now think about what you do
Think about what to say
Think about how to think
Pause it, play, pause it, play, pause it

Chocolate - The 1975

Everyone needs to check this song out! And this band! The 1975 are utterly amazingggggggggg. GO.

"You're bleeding," said Derek.

She made a face at him.

Derek shrugged, "Sorry, just telling you."

She didn't say anything to him. She just wiped away the blood that was trickling down her forehead and stood up.

Woah, too soon...

Derek caught her before she fell. She gave him a grateful smile before shrugging out of his grip. He searched her face for a minute before letting go. She shot him a shy smile, but his expression didn't change. Erica was watching the two closely and there were so many things she noticed. Derek was worried about her! Derek was worried about Alexia, and Alexia was worried... worried about Stiles. The poor girl was beating herself up about bleeding accidentally. She couldn't help it that Stiles was now ruled by blood. Just like the rest of them were ruled by the full moon, Stiles was ruled by blood.

Erica really wanted to be able to trust him; she really wanted everything to go back to normal... or as normal as things were before. She didn't want Stiles to be this 'hybrid'; she didn't want Derek to be hurting over Alexia. She didn't want everything to be as screwed up as they were. Unlucky for her, she couldn't change anything, even if she tried. It seemed that all the choices were left with Alexia... and it seemed like she'd already made her choice.

"Are you coming?"

Alexia's voice was from far away, beside the door of the house. If you could really call this place a house. They must have moved towards it while she was thinking to herself. She looked at Alexia intently; the poor girl was wincing slightly with every step. All the other wolves could notice it too, but they chose not to say anything. Perhaps they didn't want to upset her; they knew how she felt at not being able to heal as quickly. It wasn't as though Alexia wasn't powerful. Of course she was! She was more powerful than all of them, but as a witch she is mortal. She can't heal; she can't move at speed or hear things far away.

With a smile, Erica realised how great Alexia really was. All her previous frustration melted away when she just looked at the girl. Erica took a deep breath and walked towards them and into the house, closing the door shut behind her.

...

"So I'm guessing this is the point when Stiles turns up and massacres us?" Erica asked with a laugh.

Alexia shot her a dark look, "Not funny."

Erica held her hands up in mock surrender, "Okay, okay! I know, it's just... this place is creepy - seriously creepy."

"I agree. Can you feel that?" Boyd spoke for the first time in a while.

They could all feel it. The low intelligible sound inside the house made up of many voices. It was impossible to concentrate on one voice, for the others shouted at you and confused you. All of them tried to tune it out, but it was impossible to. They could also feel a light breeze every so often as they walked through each room downstairs.

"So, there's nothing down here. What about upstairs?" Erica asked.

They all looked at each other again, silently daring someone to take the lead. Derek sighed in defeat. He was the alpha of course.

Each step of the stairs creaked loudly and it was a relief to finally be upstairs for Alexia. All of them took a room and walked in, looking for the bodies. None of them expected to actually find anything, so when Boyd called for them a few seconds later, they were a bit dubious.

Sure enough, there were 4 bodies lying on the floor of what looked like a bedroom. A bedroom without a bed, that is.

Erica spoke first, "He was telling the truth... Interesting,"

Alexia shot her another dark look.

"What?" Erica asked her, "Don't stare at me like that! I had a right to not believe him. His track record isn't exactly the-"

"I think that's enough of that," Derek cut in, and they all fell silent.

"Derek?" Alexia asked.

Derek nodded, motioning her to continue.

"What are we going to do with the bodies?"

Boyd smirked and put his hand in his pocket, lifting out a lighter.

"What about this?" he asked.

Erica shot him a warning look, but it was too late. The damage was already done. Derek's face turned white and he didn't reply. His eyes widened in horror, the memories suddenly bubbling to the surface, threatening to break through and take over. He took a deep breath to steady himself and then shook his head calmly.

Boyd looked a bit sheepish, "Just an idea," he said hastily.

"Well, we can't just leave it. There have been enough dead bodies around this town; we can't afford another four turning up." Alexia spoke up.

"Yes, but it's not like anyone knows it's us." Erica said.

"Still, Alexia is right. We need to get rid of them somehow. Boyd's idea wasn't bad, though. They are dead and we're just making them disappear. It's not like anyone will notice, either." Derek said.

Alexia raised her eyebrows at him. She was surprised that Derek was willing to do it, willing to use fire against something, just as fire had been used against him once.

Derek continued on, "I don't want you to use the lighter, though. It won't work on them. Alexia you need to do it."

Alexia stared blankly at him, "Uh, okay. But I really don't know what I'm doing with it..."

"You're a powerful witch and you can't hurt us. It'll work, I know it."

Alexia sighed and closed her eyes. She began muttering under her breath, words and phrases she'd picked up from Ruby. She wasn't exactly sure what was going to happen, but she willed it to happen and, hey, that was usually how it worked. Before she knew it, the flames were engulfing the building from the inside. The outside remained untouched, leaving it innocent to any passers-by. She opened her eyes and smiled in satisfaction.

"Wow, it worked!" she said, excitedly.

The others patted her on the back, happy with what she'd managed to do. It wasn't easy and she was still bleeding, but she did it. She was becoming slightly weaker, though, and she needed to rest. Derek was watching her carefully, making sure she didn't fall again. He certainly didn't want a repeat of what happened before. It made him so annoyed with his betas, how accidentally careless they can be. It made him annoyed at himself for not protecting her. He'd had enough of Alexia's protests and lifted her onto his back, running lightly with her. She was still protesting, but he could tell how much she liked running. She lifted her head to the sky, smiling to herself in the process. It really was a beautiful sight. Alexia was so free in that moment, her eyes slightly wild with exhilaration. They were laughing and joking, and none of them were thinking about Stiles.

Except for Stiles himself, who was watching the whole scene unfold.

Not much Stiles in this chapter either... Review!

PS: I really tried to use a lot of description in this chapter. Tell me what you think.