"Welcome to our small yet comfortable apartment." Samantha said while opening the door. "Make yourself at home."
"So how long do you plan on staying?" Peter asked helping Morgan bring her stuff in.
"I would give you an answer if I knew it." I stated mentally kicking myself for not thinking that far ahead.
"I don't know either. I rushed over here so fast because Sam wasn't answering his phone." Morgan admitted.
"Don't worry about it. You can stay here until you have to go back to school." Samantha suggested.
"Speaking of school shouldn't you two be in it." Peter questioned.
"We might have got kicked out for fighting."
"Might means yes. Just thought I let you know...again." Morgan spoke.
"I just came up with the best idea!" Samantha squealed. "You two can go to Beacon Hills High with me!"
"I'm going to have to ask you to calm down before I hurt your feelings." Morgan playfully threatens.
"Oh come on. Beacon Hills has some cute boys."
"I'm in!" Morgan shouted.
"They also have an amazing art class. Samuel please stay. I want to get to know my brother some more." Samantha pleaded.
"I would but I'm pretty sure our pare... Umm the people who took care of Morgan and I... Wow." I struggled.
Morgan loved to see me struggle. She let out one of her loudest laugh she could make. I just rolled my eyes.
"That's going to be hard for you." She gasped between he laughs. "I love seeing that confused look on your face."
"Whatever Morgan. Anyway I think we are already being transferred to a different school."
"No we are not." Morgan said after she stopped laughing.
"What do you mean?" I questioned.
"No school wants me because they're scared of me, and you sir just because you always are around me, they think you're just like me."
"Really that doesn't even make sense. How do they not want a student with a grade point average of 4.0?" I said getting angry.
"Wow my brother is smart." Samantha smiled.
"I'm talking about Morgan, and before you say anything yes I'm a good student too."
"Morgan that's like the perfect grade average. You go girl." Samantha smiled.
"Next time put more finger snapping in it." Morgan snapped her fingers. "And, thanks."
"Don't let the craziness fool you." I admitted.
"Ok I'll call to set up everything. In the meantime you can go unpack." Peter said locking the door to the apartment and starting to walk away.
"Hold on. What did you just do!" Morgan screamed at Peter.
"I just locked the door so no one could get in." Peter confusedly spoke.
"Samuel I just thought about it. We just tried to up and move in with a stranger. We didn't even ask him questions." By this time Morgan eyes are big.
"Morgan he's my real father. I'm sure he wouldn't kill us."
"He's YOUR father not mine. I don't mean nothing to him. He can kill me and have no regrets." Morgan shouted. "Have you killed anybody?"
"Are my eyes blue?" Peter asked flashing his eyes to his blue werewolf eyes.
With that Morgan grabbed her suitcases and opened the door.
"It was nice meeting you, but I got to get the hell out of here. Sam stay at your own risk." Morgan was already halfway out the door.
"Morgan, get back here. He's not going to hurt you. You're not going to hurt us are you?"
Both Peter and Samantha shook their heads.
"Hurt and kill is two different things." Morgan correct from down the hall.
I move into the doorway so I could get her attention. For her to be pulling three suitcases, she sure was fast.
"Morgan, please come back." I begged.
"No!"
"Fine, but I guess I will have to break your baby."
"You're not going to trick me Sam because my phone is on me at all times."
I held up her phone that I had unnoticedly took from her. She reached into her purse and her jeans pockets. After realizing that it was not there, she quickly approached me.
"Give me my baby." She ordered.
"Are you going to stay?"
"No! Now give me my baby!"
"So sad that you're going to lose all of your selfies." I teased. I raised her phone like I was about to throw it.
"Ok! Just please don't throw my baby. It's so fragile."
I smiled knowing that I had won. I helped a very upset Morgan drag her luggage back into Peter's apartment. After I gave Morgan her phone back, we were put into rooms. I would sleep in Peter's room on a pull out couch that was sitting in one corner of his room. Samantha and Morgan would be sharing Samantha's room.
"You cant make me go!" Morgan yelled as I dragged her towards the elevator where Peter was waiting.
"We're only going to be in there for a second." Samantha stated, trying to calm Morgan.
"Morgan I'm tired of standing out here. I don't care if you're claustrophobic get in the… is that a spider?" I yelled pointing near Morgan. While Morgan turned I softly tickly the back of her neck.
She screamed, and ran into the elevator.
Samantha and I quickly moved inside to block the door. We all rode in silence as Morgan screamed for us to get the spider off of her. When the doors opened Morgan pushed past us.
"Get it off of me." Morgan yelled, slapping her shoulders. She begins to slow down. "There was nothing on me, was there?" Morgan asked me, earning a headshake. She rolls her eyes and turned around. She lets out a squeal and yells, "He looks like a puppy." She runs and flops down on the couch between a curly haired blonde and Cora.
"You must be Morgan," the blonde boy stated as Morgan rubbed the side of her face against his. He drew his conclusion from what Samantha told him over the phone.
"Morgan, you don't know him." I reach for Morgan, but she evilly glared at me, warning me to back off. I threw my hands up, surrendering.
She regrew her smile as she turned to look at the boy. "What's your name?" She begins to pull at his curls as she waited for his answer,
"I'm Isaac," He answered with a smile.
She looked at me and said, "Now I know him." She continued to pluck at the boy's hair while studying his other features. "You have blue eyes. They're cute."
"Morgan, get out of his face," I ordered.
"Get the hell out of my business!" Morgan yelled at me. "If any of ya'll got a problem with me tell me right now. I'm ready to pop off." She looks to Peter, who stood beside me.
"You're not scaring me," Peter stated.
"What?!" Morgan loudly asked. "I'll stab a bitch."
"You should rethink that statement" Samantha whispered to Peter. "She wasn't lying."
Peter stepped back, listening to Morgan's steady heartbeat. "I'm going to be over here." Peter began to back away.
"What about you?" Morgan asked the girl she was beside. "You've been staring at me since I got here. Say what you gotta say."
"Get away from MY boyfriend," Cora ordered.
Morgan jumps, turning her body to Cora. "I can already tell I'm not going to like you," she admitted, pointing her finger at Cora.
"Nope. Get up," I ordered, pulling her up from the coach. "You dont know how to talk to people. I cant take you anywhere." Samantha and I move close together, creating a wall to prevent Morgan from getting to the couple standing from the couch.
Morgan lied her head on my shoulder. "But, you still love me."
I rolled my eyes and focused my attention back to Cora and Isaac. "I'm Samuel," I introduced myself.
"We know who you are," Cora stated.
I nodded my head remembering that they were there when I had arrived at the animal client. "See Morgan, this is how you talk to people," I said turning around to see that Morgan was not behind Samantha and I. "Where is Morgan?" I asked looking around the loft.
My question was answered by Morgan's scream. "You scared me. Ooh, you sexy," I heard Morgan speaking.
Moments later I see Morgan pulling Derek down the stair by his wrist.
"Look what I found up those cool looking stairs," Morgan smiled, wrapping her arms around Derek's mid-section once she got to us. "He's so cute. Someone give me a nickname for him, since he won't tell me his name."
"Call him Sourwolf. That's what Stiles used to call him." Samantha suggest.
Morgan had the biggest smile on her face. I felt sorry for Derek because once Morgan found a nickname that she liked, you would never hear the end of it. That's why sometimes I'm still called Sammy-bear. It's just one of those things that comes with Morgan.
"Why would you tell her that?" Derek growled at Samantha. Derek tried to pry Morgan's arms from around him. "Can someone get her off of me."
I move over to Morgan and Derek. I tried pulling on Morgan, but she would tickle my ears to make me release her every time. Finally I grabbed her hands so she could not touch me or Derek. I was able to put distance between Derek and Morgan.
"All I have is this picture in a frame." Morgan began to sing holding her phone out with a picture of Derek. Knowing Morgan I'm not even surprised that she was able to get a picture of Derek. "That I hold close to see your face everyday. With you is where I'd rather be, but we're stuck where we are and it's so hard you're so far. This long distance is killing me."
"Morgan you're only five feet from him." I said letting Morgan go after warning her not to move.
"That's not far enough." Derek mumbled.
"Well that's the rest of our family." Samantha said leaning onto Derek.
"Wait I thought there was one more." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "Laura right?"
Everyone in the room except Morgan and I looked towards the ground. By the painful looks on Derek's and Cora's I could tell instantly that something bad had happened to her. An very uncombable feeling settled in the pit of my stomach. Peter was looking everywhere, trying to avoid any eye contact.
"Do you really want to know?" Isaac finally spoke breaking the intense silence.
"I'm not even sure anymore."
"Cora what did you say to me when we found you?" Peter asked with a straight face.
Cora took in a deep breathe and mumbled," Uncle Peter who killed sister Laura."
I can't believe I was about to trust a person that killed one of his own family members. Not only did I put my life in danger, but more importantly I was about to put Morgan's life in danger too. I don't think staying with Peter would be a good idea anymore. I look to Morgan to see that she was thinking what I was thinking.
"It was nice meeting all of you but we have to..."
"Get the hell out of here!" Morgan shouted pulling me with her as we speed walked towards the elevator.
"Wait Samuel." Samantha called out as she ran towards us.
Without think I positioned myself in front of Morgan. I growled warning that I didn't want anyway near Morgan and I.
"Look I won't let him hurt neither one of you." She said raising both of her hands indicating that she didn't want any trouble. "I won't hurt you, he won't you, and they won't hurt you."
"Plus Peter doesn't do anything that doesn't benefit him, and killing you two will only bring attention to him. Peter likes to stay unnoticed." Derek assured.
"Is that why he always come out of shadows or really dark places?" Morgan asked standing on her tippy toes to peer over my shoulder.
"Yes." Samantha giggled.
"How do you know I do that?" Peter asked finally looking at us.
"I catch on to things easily, and you do that a lot."
"So does this mean you're going to stay?" Isaac asked after a few seconds.
I look over my shoulder to Morgan. We made a silent agreement.
"Of course little puppy." Morgan smiled as she pushed me out of the way to hug Isaac.
After having to fight Morgan every five minutes about being in someone's personal space, and stopping many fight that was about to happen between Morgan and Cora, we finally left Derek's loft. Dealing with Morgan is a full time job.
I paced around Peter's living room. My cellphone pressed against my ear.
"You could stay in Beacon Hills a few more days, but I can't let you live there." Mrs. Evans stated. "We can find you a school here."
"Morgan said no one will take us." I stated.
"I don't know this man enough to leave my children with him."
"I'm his child too,"
Mrs. Evans exhaled on the other side of the phone. "But, what about Morgan? She is a hand full. Peter might not know..."
"I can handle her." I interrupted.
"I can not let you stress yourself out. You're..."
She was interrupted by the sound of breaking glass.
"We can talk about this later. Goodnight Samuel." She lays her phone down.
I can hear her footsteps fading, and her voice asking Jason why he wasn't asleep.
"Hey Samuel." Clementine picked up the abandoned phone. Before I could answer back she bombarded me with questions. "How are you? Where's Morgan? How is she? Do you like your family? Are they nice? They're not as cool as we are, are they?"
"No, they're not as cool." I answered with a laugh. I could hear Clementine inhale, ready to to ask more questions, but I asked a question of my own. "Why aren't you sleeping?"
"I'm not tired." She answered. "And, daddy said I could stay up five extra minutes."
"I said that two hours ago." Mr. Evans stated in the background. "Go to bed, now."
"Okay daddy." She pouted. "Goodnight Samuel."
I laugh to myself, imagining the ten year old slowly dragging herself to her room.
"I see more Morgan in her every day." Mr. Evans laughed. "Speaking of Morgan, shes staying out of trouble, isn't she?"
"Ya. She's actually is making a few friend." I lied. "She could make more if we could go to school here." I mumbled.
"Samuel." Mr. Evans called, taking the phone. "Don't worry about your mom. She just want you to be safe."
"It's safe here." I stated. I didn't know if Beacon Hills was safe, but it didn't seem too dangerous. "I just want to finish the school year."
"I'll handle your mom. You just focus on getting to know your family."
"Thanks dad." I smiled. "I have to go. Goodnight."
"Night Samuel."
As I hung up the phone, I hear Morgan scream. I rush to Samantha's room with concern.
"What is that?" Morgan asked.
Samantha stood on top of her bed and removed a circular ring from her wall. "My dreamcatcher?" Samantha asked, not sure of what Morgan was pointing at.
Morgan made a X with her fangers. "Get rid of it." She ordered. "Get rid of it RIGHT NOW." Morgan ordered.
"You're being ridiculous." I stated running my hand over the yarn and feathers of the dreamcatcher.
"It's suppose to catch bad dreams, so you can have good dreams." Samantha explained.
"Just get rid of it."
Samantha exhaled. "Fine." She shrugged. Samantha placed the dreamcatcher in her closet. "Happy?" She asked Morgan.
"Not really."
"Just go to bed, Morgan." I ordered.
Morgan rolls her eyes at me and pulls back the covers on Samantha's bed. "You don't pee in the bed, do you?"
"No." Samantha answered, laying down. "Do you?"
"Only when I have a certain dream."
"What happens in the dream." Samantha asked, sitting up.
"Ronald Mcdonald tried to take my virginity." Morgan answered, pulling the covers over her body. "Then he would chase me with burgers in his hands saying 'let's make a burger Morgan', and I would keep screaming at him to leave me alone."
I shook my head at Morgan. "Goodnight." I turned the light off and closed the door behind me.
I tiredly dragged myself into Peter's room.
"You have training tomorrow." Peter stated, not looking up from his book.
"Who's going to be there?" I questioned settling down on the pull-out couch.
"Just the rest of the pack."
I opened my mouth to ask another question, but I just decided that I would wait to see tomorrow.
"Goodnight Dad!" Samantha's yelled from her room.
"Goodnight Samantha." Peter said tiredly.
"Sleep well Morgan." I heard Samantha whisper.
"I sure will since you took that whatever that thing down. You sleep well too Sammy." Morgan said.
"Sammy?"
"Yea Samuel won't let me call him that so it's yours now." Morgan explained.
"Ok Morgan. Goodnight Samuel." Samantha yelled out again.
"Goodnight Samantha." I laughed.
I turned over and closed my eyes. Sleep was about to consume me when I heard a voice.
"What?" I asked, sitting up.
"I said sleep well Samuel." Peter repeated himself.
"Oh. Sleep well too." I mumbled before falling asleep.
A/N: I'm sorry it took so long to update. I just get so sidetracked easily. I love this story, but when it comes to writing it's like a whole another story, get story lol I"m so lame. Anyway I really hope you liked this chapter. Don't be scared to follow/favorite/ and most importantly review. Reviews are like my best friend. Have a completely awesome, amazing, and some more good words day. Peace.