CHAPTER SIXTEEN: SEASON TWO: MULTIPLE EPISODES

No longer undercover cause you've got another love under the sheets
Should've listen to my mother when he said to find a lover who could handle me
No longer undercovers, no longer undercover
Underneath the sheets

Shannon Saunders

It feels as if I lost a limb. An arm, a leg, a whatever.

All I know is I feel lost, empty, and very confused.

Only a few days have passed since the incident at the Hale house. It is the first day I am home from the hospital.

Scott had driven my Chevy to the hospital where they treated me for starvation, dehydration and the war wounds inflicted by Kate Argent. They gave me a prescription for a medicated ointment for my bruises, but there isn't really much they can do for that.

The police where told I had been walking in the woods alone when I was jumped. Apparently they found Kate's body and are investigating for the fact that she might be responsible. I definitely helped by describing a blonde haired woman with blue eyes…

Scott is somewhere and Mom is at work.

And I am alone.

I know I'm moping. I can't seem to drag myself out of my thoughts. Thoughts of Derek. His two larger front teeth, his smile, pale green eyes, his fingertips brushing across my ribs with feather-light strokes.

Crimson eyes. Fangs. The hairiness.

Werewolves…

I don't want to deal with it.

So I end up smoking a bowl and pass out.

"Haldey…"

I groan into my pillow. "What?"

"I brought you some food."

Tearing my face away from where I'm suffocating into my pillow I look at Scott. He's got a paper bag of greasy fast food held in his hand and he shakes it out for me.

"Hungry?" he asks.

With much difficulty I manage to convince my aching limbs to let me out of bed. Scott heads downstairs while I grab my plaid robe to cover my pajama clad body, then I follow him.

Scott places a hamburger, curly fries, and a soda on the table in front of me. I thank him with a smile as I begin to eat.

"I… um…" Scott starts nervously. His brown eyes meet mine and he gives me a pleading look. "We-we haven't talked about… about me being a-a-"

"-Werewolf?" I supply.

He nods.

"Start from the beginning," I demand as I shove curly fries into my mouth. "I want to know every single detail. Down to how you became one and how the hell Derek Hale became involved."

So he does. It takes a few hours, but he manages. He explains how Stiles and him snuck out to find half of a dead body (apparently they were looking for the top half-freaking weirdos). Scott is the one that strayed off and ended up finding Laura's body. The alpha (Peter) was waiting for him and bit him in a greedy haste to become more powerful by creating a pack. Then Scott started to transform.

Derek sought Scott out since he found out what he was. He tried to help him (Scott doesn't use the word help, but by what he describes that's what Derek is attempting to do) and Scott throws him in jail a few times. Once Allison is brought up it begins to get a little more complicated. The gist of it is Allison is a hunters daughter; her entire family are hunters. And Kate Argent broke the "code" for hunting werewolves by deciding it was fun to burn down the Hale house.

We move to the living room at one point and I ironically put Wolf-Man on in the background. It is muted so it doesn't interrupt us, but I giggle every time I glance at it.

"Are you safe now?" I question Scott after he finishes.

He gives me these sad puppy eyes. "I don't know."

"I just…" Shaking my head I decide not to go down that route. Scott doesn't need to know how I feel manipulated. Used. Empty. How much I secretly miss Derek. How much I want him to climb through my window and mend our bodies together. "Let me know if anything weird happens. I'd like to make sure Mom and you are safe."

"Yeah."

I un-mute the television.

My heart breaks a little. I just used the television in my head. The same way Derek had said it a few weeks before. More pronounced and unnecessary than just saying the television. Suddenly I don't feel like watching Wolf-Man anymore.

"I'm sorry about Derek," Scott whispers. "I know you really liked him."

Standing, I turn off the television with a frown. "I think I'm going to go to bed," I tell Scott with a sigh. I just don't want to think anymore.

Scott watches me sprint upstairs.

A few days pass with no word of Derek.

Scott doesn't mention him, but I know some more freaky werewolf shit is happening because he stresses for me to stay inside on the night of the full moon, or will randomly call me to make sure I'm home. It's weird having him actually acknowledge me multiple times a day. I guess it's easier to talk to someone after the find out your dirty secrets.

Plus, I cover for him whenever he needs to stay out super late to investigate something. I use the term investigating loosely. Most of the time he's sneaking into Allison's bedroom.

Part of me is grateful that Derek isn't around. He used me, manipulated me. Just like Jacob had. Used me for my body. For my drugs. For a place to stay. To get closer to my brother. I think Derek might be more fucked up than me.

Then I think about how empty my bed feels without him. Even if I have more room to stretch out like a star… I don't feel as shiny and bright as one without him.

This thought makes me cry myself to sleep.

Usually when I wake I feel pathetic that I cried myself to sleep and I decide to take an additional pill from the dosage I typically consume. It'll make me a little more high than usual, and unfortunately with Vyvanse you begin to build up a tolerance. Most consumers only take the pills once a week for extreme results, but I enjoy it more as a constant. Which means my dosages increase rather quickly.

I really need to find a dealer soon. Or get in touch with some old friends. Friends that blame me for Jacob's death.

Fuck.

"Haldey? Can you run to the store for me and grab some milk?" shouts Mom from the kitchen. It's the first time in awhile she's had a weekend off. She somehow got "extra money" (probably Dad managing to actually send her child support for Scott) and decided that we were going to have a family dinner. Which I completely support. Green bean casserole, meat loaf, and mashed potatoes- YES!

"Milk? I thought we had milk."

"We had milk before Scott decided to chug it all this morning," Mom informs with an eye roll. I glare at Scott, who is sitting beside me on the couch pretending he can't hear our conversation, but that doesn't work on me anymore now that I know his dirty little secret.

"Fine!" I groan as I shove myself to my feet. "But you-" I tap the tip of Scott's nose. "-are coming with me."

He throws his head back into the couch. "Whyyyy? Seriously? Do I have to?"

"Ugh. Yes. My left eye is swollen shut, asshat."

Scott winces. "Yeah. Sorry. Let me grab my jacket."

"Mom, I'm taking Scott!"

"Thank you guys!"

Scott gets into the drivers seat of my Chevy and we head towards the nearest supermarket. I hum along to the radio station as we stop at a red light.

Whoever next to us has a noisy engine. Turning to stare at the drivers side of the car next to ours my eyes widen. Raven hair, stubble, and green eyes hidden behind aviator shades.

That's not it. Alongside the fucker is a gorgeous blonde. Her long hair is in curls, lips painted a teasing red, and her large eyes are like honey.

In a deadpan I say, "Are you fucking kidding me."

Derek snaps his head immediately towards me. I can't see his expression because of his sunglasses, but he doesn't avert his hidden stare from my direction. The blonde leans forward in her seat and I can see the ample amount of cleavage exposed from her corset. Her painted nails run along Derek's leather clad shoulder as she peers at me.

My brother hums, "What-oh!"

Scott runs the red light.

"AHHHH WHAT IN THE HOLY HELL ARE YOU DOING SCOTT?"

He slams on the breaks as he turns the corner. I jerk forward and cry out in pain. The car continues at a much safer pace as we near the store.

"Sorry! Sorry! I didn't know what else to do," he shouts. His fingers tighten around the steering wheel.

"Who was that?" Did Derek have a girlfriend the entire time we were together? Or, am I that easily replaced?

"Erica Reyes. She goes to my school. Derek, um, turned her."

"He… he what?"

"He gave her the bite."

My mouth twists into an unpleasant scowl.

"Cool."

"Cool?" Scott repeats.

"Yeah. You know what? Fuck Derek Hale. Fuck him and his stupid face, and his stupid green eyes, and his stupid leather jacket!"

Scott nods enthusiastically at my sudden dislike towards his apparent mortal enemy potential murderer (potential? I mean confirmed) Derek Hale.

"Are they dating?" I quiz Scott.

He shrugs. "I don't know… he bit another kid too; Isaac Lahey."

"Why is he turning them?"

"Power, I think. A werewolf, especially an alpha, is stronger with a pack."

"I just-you know what? Not gonna bother even thinking about it. If he wants to go turn some dumb blonde bitch a week after we spent tortured together, great. I mean… the asshole wouldn't even tell the crazy bitch where Peter was, and he knew. He let her do this-" I wave a hand over my battered face. "-to my face! Just so that he could kill Peter and take his alpha powers? Seriously. Did you know he had sex with her?"

"With who?" Scott questions.

"Kate Argent."

"Derek had sex with Kate?"

I laugh. "Yeah. Right? Clearly he likes shitty women."

"Halden, you're not shitty," my brother defends sweetly.

"I wasn't talking about me. He never really liked me to begin with. So, I don't count in his terrible taste of women."

He laughs at my snarky tone.

We get the milk and go home.

Mom finishes dinner. We laugh, talk, and hang out. The three of us binge watch Netflix (I force Scott to sit through any werewolf films on there). It's the first time in forever I've felt like we are an actual family.

Later that night I am in my room alone thinking. Thinking of Derek mostly. Of how I want him here with me now, and I feel so pathetic for thinking that. Knowing that he's probably screwing that blonde beta and not giving me a second thought.

Am I really such a terrible human being that I deserve such punishment?

Yes. I am.

Running away as a teenager, sleeping around with whoever, disturbing the piece with Jacob, not being sober enough to prevent Jacob from ruining a family. A functioning family. Not like my fucked up family. I ruined someones life. I killed someone. I killed an innocent boy. A boy that could have been innocent Scott, my brother. My innocent baby brother who is now a werewolf.

Then Derek. Where did we even go wrong? I guess the first time we met. Or the first time we fucked. Or maybe it really went wrong when I started caring for him.

Feelings were usually where people go wrong.

So, I won't feel.

I grab my bottle of pills. You're only meant to take one, but I don't care. I don't care anymore. What do I cause other than destruction? Mom won't have to pay for me anymore, Scott need to have that embarrassing conversation with people about how "my sisters a dope head," and no one else cares for me anyway. I'll be that pathetic story of the girl who couldn't handle her shit.

There are a handful of pills left. I swallow half.

And I wait.

Ahhhhhhh! thanks for those who have reviewed and stuck with the story up until this point! i know sometimes things don't turn out the way readers like and they fall off the wagon, but much props to those who got this far and still enjoy what I'm doing :) SPECIFICALLY you guys: WickedlyMinx, Guest(s), Sutton, Gavin, Bella, meangirl8! YOU GUYS are seriously the bomb diggity. I know how writing a review is sometimes time consuming and I appreciate everyone who takes the time to even yell at me to update faster :D

Cassie-D1: oh! you hit the nail with your questions or the next few chapters!

Are they gonna take Halden to the hospital to checked out for all the bruises and crap she endured during the beatings? Is this when she's gonna find out that she's pregnant?

Well, Halden did go to the hospital, but this isn't the chapter where she discovers she is pregnant. But chapter 18 is where she finds out she is!

How bad is the struggle gonna be for her to not take any drugs for nine months since she obviously cant anymore?

It's going to be a struggle. Honestly, I could have made it even worse for her than I have in my first drafts that I've written for future chapters, but as I go over them I might add more to show her struggle. I just don't want the entire story to be angsty and depressing so I didn't want it to focus all on her recovery, if that makes sense? even if it's a huge part of whats going on with her.

Maxine: Everything you mentioned is going to be coming up super soon! Especially with her dealing with the pregnancy, Derek finding out, Derek trying to figure out how he needs to start acting with the pack and becoming a father, as well as everyone struggling to figure out what to do with the Kanima and Gerard! SO MUCH!

Guest: I always try to respond to everyone so I'm glad you like that!

Lola Tudor: We will have Melissa's reaction towards Halden's pregnancy in chapter 18!

Jax1105: Ohhh! No one has suggested a Scott's POV yet. I'll definitely figure out how I want that to work, but that's a great idea that I really wanna do.

Lexxxi: I'm so glad I gave you the teary eyed feels!

Gr Is Law: What do you think? Derek totally is way more into Halden then I think either of them understand at the moment! And yes, Derek cuddling his baby sounds so freaking adorable! & about Scott, he is going to give us some surprises in my version of season 2 on how he treats the Derek/Halden baby situation. As you can see after this chapter he's starting to be a better brother!