Georgie

"Get her out of here. Now." Derek growled down at the two figures below him. Georgie looked up incredulous, water was rimmed against her eyelashes. She stayed huddled behind Isaac and could see the hair inching across his jaw. She still wasn't used to how her brother looked and she remained behind him. Looking back at Derek, his eyes glowing red, she could see the claws extending from the tips of his fingers. He was here the whole time, the whole fucking time. He was here. Isaac stood still and tense in front of her as she edged around him to stand side by side with him.

Confronting Derek hadn't worked, it had only made him angry and hide. The only times he had spoken to her with restraint had been outside and now, both when Isaac was present. She was going to take full advantage of the fact that her brother had come back for her. As she had looked at Derek, a million thoughts on how she would catch him off guard, ran through her mind. She had a tactic forming in her head, it was simple but Georgie knew that sometimes, simple was all that was needed.

"How old are you?" Isaac and Derek both looked at her with wide eyes. Isaac shifted uncomfortably next to her and she noticed Derek's claws retract, his eyes still remaining eerily red.

"What?" Isaac turned his full attention towards Georgie and relaxed slightly, caught off guard. Her eyes shifted to his, as she smiled. Slowly her gaze focused on Derek again and she took a step forward, Isaac mimicking her movements. Placing a hand gingerly on her brother's chest, motioning for him to stop, she took another step. Her hand had the desired effect and he remained still although his body tensed again, a low growl emitting from his throat.

Looking back at Isaac, she noted that he had crouched lower into an attack position, his icy blue glare focusing between Derek and Georgie. "Isaac. Stop it." He flinched at her words and looked at her worryingly. She lifted her foot and stood on the lowest rung of steps, turning her attention back on Derek. "How old are you Derek?" He remained still and silent, his eyes frozen into surprise. Quickly she ascended the steps, standing next to him, her chest facing his shoulder. Derek's eyes had followed her movements, his head crooked to face her but his body remained stiff and facing forward. Georgie smiled inwardly. She cocked her head on an angle and furrowed her brows innocently, moving behind him, slowly circling Derek until she was standing directly in front of him, her blue eyes directly looking into his. "You're not as young as Isaac obviously," she scoffed and she could sense Derek's body tense again, his hands curling into fists. She could hear scuffing behind her as Isaac moved awkwardly, onlooking.

Instinctually her hand raised and Derek grabbed her wrist with his own, his grip tight but not painful. Isaac growled behind her and her eyes rolled. She shook her head lightly from side to side and with no effort pried her wrist from him. Lifting her other hand cautiously she looked at Derek. He eyes never left hers as it rested softly on his shoulder. Straightening out her body, flexing her calf muscles and pulling herself onto her toes, she smiled mischievously. Her height didn't match his, her lips only meeting the edge of his chin as she leaned in, swiftly moving around his face, her cheek grazing his jawline as he remained still.

Her tongue flickered across her lips moistening them as she started whispering softly, "I don't like being ignored Derek. I refuse to be. You can't ignore me, you can't make me disappear and you sure as hell won't be able to avoid me." Her eyes shifted to the side to look at Derek, his eyes had followed hers and the now grey orbs sat at the corner of his sockets. She smiled again. He hadn't moved and he hadn't attacked her, so this tactic was working well. She turned her head towards his slightly and her lips grazed his jawline again, coming to rest on the edge of it, his eyes once again returning to red. Continuing to whisper, she let a gentle breath out, "I don't know what you're doing with my brother but anything that happens from here on out goes through me first. Okay, Derek? I am left out of nothing. I'm his legal guardian and that might not mean anything to you but it should." Her words dragged out, "Because I can promise you that if anything happens to him without me knowing what's going on..." Tip-toeing even higher, her mouth moving along his jawline, catching slightly on the stubble that lined his face. Her lips touched his earlobe subtly and she couldn't help but smirk. Both boys had remained still as she had been talking. "I will find you... And I will- kill- you-" Her grip on his shoulder hardened suddenly as her words became laced with venom but remained quiet, "Believe me, Isaac's told me enough for me to know how. I'll ram a nice wolfsbane bullet through that cold," the arm that derek had held shifted across his chest and rested on top of his shirt, her fingertips stroking his collarbone briefly, "merciless, stoic heart of yours and that will be the end of the Alpha, Derek Hale..."

She lowered herself onto the heels of her feet, moving her hand from his shoulder to rest gently under his chin. "Do you understand me now Derek? Do I need to explain the situation any further?" She keep her voice low but the playfulness was gone, her eyes were cold and her mouth pulled tightly. He stared simply at her, his eyebrows had gathered above the bridge of his nose but he continued to remain silent. She cleared her throat and nodded precisely, lowering her hands and propping them on either side of her hips. Georgie's voice returned to normal with a cheerfulness injected into the words, "I'm glad we have an understanding." Turning around she grinned at her brother. He had shifted back to his human form, wether intentionally or not she didn't know, a gob-smacked expression painted across his features. "Right, Isaac. I told you to leave..." His eyes blinked several times before he pulled his mouth closed.

"I- I-" She laughed as her feet bounded down the steps.

"Isaac. Don't worry about it." Her hand hefted over his shoulder and she bumped her temple against his with a thud. "We have dinner to make." She started pulling him towards the door, "I'm thinking a pasta-bake or there was this really nice 3-fold roast that my Mom used to make. We could try it out." Isaac remained awkward but complied to her movements as they walked under the frame of the door. Pushing her brother forward slightly, she turned behind her and looked up at Derek, a glint in her eyes. "You're most welcome to come of course. But you know. You'd have to not be an inconsiderate fucker..." She grinned menacingly at him, "Which isn't really you're thing, oops, I forgot. So maybe when you learn to get over yourself and drop your brooding, predatory, macho façade, which is obviously meant to be for the benefit of keeping your pack in fear of you... Then you can come for dinner." She stepped backwards out the door and towards the edge of the porch, the heels of her boots clacking against the soft wood. "Until then. Don't do anything to piss me off," laughing she turned around as she grabbed Isaac's hand. He could still hear her as she shouted, "Nothing like a woman scorned Derek!" Her laugh fading as both of them trudged through the forest.

A week had passed since their meeting and Derek had grown more agitated. The moment her skin made contact with his, everything about her enveloped his mind. Her scent linger in the house and he found himself absentmindedly tracing it through the preserve, only coming to the realization that he was doing so when he reached an embankment where the trees thinned to a parking lot. Her heart thumped continuously in his head. Conversations she had with Isaac wafted towards him and he found himself enticed by the lyrical tone of her voice, the pace as she encouraged him, disagreed with him and crooned at her brother.

Derek

As soon as light had seeped through the broken rafters of the singed wood, the sky breaking through, pastel blue creating a faux ceiling, he had driven to Beacon Hills High School. Recklessly and without abandon, his eyes barely leaving the road and his ears constantly trained on her heartbeat. He could hear her talking to her brother, wishing him a good day and greeting Scott and Stiles. The melodic quality of her voice was enticing, as soon as they had left it was all he could focus on, unwillingly and begrudgingly. After her voice had faded for the night, the sole sound that had haunted him throughout the night was her heartbeat, slow and steady. At one point it had hitched, quickening and his body urged him towards her, puling him towards his car before it had slowed and evened out again.

Sitting against the doorframe of the sleek, black, Camaro he glowered at every pair of eyes that had turned towards him, his arms folded uninvitingly across his chest. He listened to her heartbeat and her hum as she drove through the tar-sealed roads of Beacon Hills, his attention only changed as he heard the voices of the 3 boys draw closer. His attention fixated to the voices and heartbeats of his pack members, he had heard Isaac's approach and watched as he slunk from of the archaic door of Stile's shoddy Jeep. His grey eyes tracked him as the other two bodies joined him. Scott and Stiles noticed his presence across the lot and their bodies grew rigid. Derek's eyes were focused on Isaac though, whose skin had turned an eery shade paler and grey eyes bore into the Beta's own blue. "You. Isaac." Derek gnarled under his breath as a petite group of girls sauntered past him, their footfalls barely registering through the pounding of Georgie's heartbeat. He watched as Isaac slowly turned to the other two, hauling his back further onto his shoulder.

"It's fine. I know what it's about. I'll see you in there." Isaac turned suddenly without further explanation, leaving the others to make their own way into the school.

"Your sister-" Derek glared at him, noticing that Isaac's were scarily simialr to his mate's- No. Derek wasn't going to let her be his mate. He would fight it, he would push against the bonds between them. Isaac fidgeted with the edging of his cardigan as he slowed to a stop in front of Derek. "She does not come anywhere near me. She does not get involved with what we are doing. And she sure as hell isn't going anywhere near my fucking house again." Derek spat his words out, contorting his fingers into his palms, finger nails digging into the shallow skin.

Isaac's eye's snapped towards him in a shocked response. "I- She's" His hand unconsciously crawled to the back of his neck, moving back and forth as he stumbled for any appropriate words.

"She- stays- away." Derek could feel the pull of his body towards her, towards Georgie and he tried stifling it. Pulling his body off the door of the car and turning around, he ended the conversation. He could feel Isaac's finger's curl around his forearm and the pressure increased as Isaac squeezed around the muscles.

"Hey, Georgie didn't do anything wrong." He could feel his eye's shifting between red and grey as he zero'ed in on the pressure around his arm. He could hear the increase of Isaac's heartrate, his breathing becoming slightly shallower. "She- She's trying her best- to- to- look out for me. She's all I have Derek."

"Away." He wrenched his arm out of the beta's's grip. Anger uncontrolled anger started rippling through him as he wrenched open open the door.

"She has wolfsbane bullets." Derek froze, there was no hesitation in Isaac's heart beat, no increase, no up-tick. "She used them on me last month, when- when things got out of control." Gradually Derek turned his body, a hand remaining on the plastic of the door handle. He glared at Isaac, Georgie had wolfsbane bullets, which means she had the intent of seriously maiming if not killing a werewolf. "She wouldn't hesitate to kill you. If there's one thing I've found out about her, she's-" Isaac dropped his hand quickly and it returned to his neck, rubbing back and forth, grimacing, "She's a lot like you. She'll kill if it comes to it and she's not weak. She can handle herself." Isaac chuckled awkwardly, Derek's gaze shifting to his right foot, scuffing the tar-seal below them, "She's ruthless Derek and this is one thing that she won't budge on. Wether you like or not, hell, wether I like it or not… She will find a way to be involved and I'd rather it was with us, where I can protect her."

Derek's frame held steady and unmoving. His train of thought instinctively shifted to Georgie, running side by side with him. Confronting invading packs, sparring with Isaac during a training session. Then before he could stop himself other mental images flashed through his mind rapidly. Arrows and bite marks penetrating various points of her flawless skin, bruising etched along her body like a map, her lifeless body sprawled across the forest floor, blood trickling from an unseen part of her body as her eyes were empty staring back at him. Wether he wanted her as a mate or not, that image would haunt him until his own death.

"No." Derek moved again after he had fixated on the resonating sounds of her heart but his body was willingly him towards her, to check with the rest of his senses that she was still alive.

"Why!?" His eyes flickered towards Isaac and he noticed the beta's had shifted to their golden yellow in rage, "Why is it so hard to let her in!? She already know everything! She knows how to protect herself!" Isaac's voiced became powerful, his hands reflecting Derek's own clenched fists, "This can't be about her being vulnerable… Stiles, Lydia and Allison are all human and vulnerable! Fuck Derek! We may not have gotten through the past year without their help. George could be an asset to out pack!"

Derek shifted closer to Isaac, meeting his enraged gaze with his own, their forehead within an inch of touching each other, his voice barely audible to anyone other then the 'child' standing in front of him, "It's not as simple as that Isaac. You don't get a say in this and neither does she. She stays away. Period." Before Isaac could protest, he turned and pulled himself into the car, igniting the engine and pulling away amidst the squeal and smoke of his rubber tires meeting the tar-seal.

Building's flashed past his window as his sense's fixated on her, consuming everything within himself until he found himself in the parking lot of a block of dilapidated buildings. Shifting seamlessly from the driver's seat and onto the patched concrete, he inhaled deeply. Her scent assaulted his lungs, stalking it from where he was standing to a teal blue door. The bright color had been chipped and worn around the handle. He stood silently, his eyelids drooping closed. A singular pair of footfalls emanated from inside, thumping and cladding. They grew silent for a moment and her heard her heart rate spike suddenly an audible scream rang through his eardrums in sequence with ripping and slashing and objects falling to the ground. Intuitively his hand wrenched at the cool metal and he found himself launching his body up steep stairs into a large open room. His heart pounded as he grew to a standstill in front of the shocked young woman, now frozen numb. Her heart beat rapidly for a few seconds, before falling to it's usual steady beat.

He was confronted with Georgie, surrounded by the remnants of painted fabric, clad only in a large oversized shirt reaching her mid thigh. Bare legs lengthened out to petite feet. Her hair was pulled unceremoniously back into a bun and various colors of paint had been splattered and smeared across her face. Her sudden dazed expression changed to one of anger as the craft knife squeezed tighter beneath her fingers, her knuckles turning white. His eyes shifted around the room, two walls were covered in makeshift shelving units, dotted with cans, blocks of thick materials, clear glass bottles filled with fluid. There were containers of varying colored powders. Canvases and material lay haphazardly around the edges of the room, then majority of the center cleared with the exception of 3 easels, a malleable form and her. Her watched her closely as her mouth turned into a tight grimace, her eyes narrowing towards him.