Okay people, I'm so so so so so so so sorry about not updating in SO long. But seriously, I've had so much homework since school started, being a freshman sucks, and then whenever I didn't have homework someone else was on the computer. And I would have gotten this up a while ago, but when I type at night I usually stay up until like 2 until last week when these creepy noises started to randomly appear. And I got really creeped out so I've been going to bed at like 12:30 because that's when they start. Okay, so here is the crappy chapter that it took me two months to write. Once again I'm sorry for any errors or out of characterness and I don't own DP.

Chloe's POV

"Give me the fricken remote!" Casey yelled at Charlie, who was sitting on top of the remote so we could continue watching Project Runway.

"No," he said. "You're the only one who doesn't like Project Runway, so go watch your stupid show somewhere else."

"Actually I don't like it either," Derek said. I was leaning against him in the corner of the couch. It was the second day we'd been at the house, so he had just passed the 24 hour mark of wearing no shirt. Aunt Lauren had freaked out when she found out, and Kit had to explain how important bets were to her to make her stop ranting. It was almost 3:30, and all the kids were in the room, while the adults were doing who knows, or cares, what downstairs.

"Total Drama World Tour is not stupid!" Casey shouted. "And it's a marathon tonight and I haven't seen the past two episodes!"

"I thought the only cartoon show you liked was Ben 10," James said, not looking away from the TV.

"Well I changed my mind!" she shouted, her voice getting louder and louder. Who knew someone could get so worked up about a TV show? "And this is an old episode!"

"Well so are yours!" Charlie yelled back. "Just go to a different TV."

"But I want the big screen!" Casey whined. Then she turned to James. "James get the remote."

"Nope, I like this show," he said, still not looking away from the TV.

"Same," Tori said. "And I'm willing to fight to keep it on." Casey made a bunch of sounds that sounded like she was trying to think of something to say before running down the stairs yelling "Claire!"

"She's really stubborn isn't she?" Simon asked.

"Yep," Julie said, sighing. "And it gets really annoying."

"And she's also super protective," Charlie said. "Whatever you do, don't insult her shows or touch her books. I swear if she were a witch or a half demon, we would all be dead."

"I hate you guys," Casey said, stomping through the room and down the hall. Derek turned to me after she was out of sight.

"Can we go watch the stupid cartoon show?" he asked. "This is making me nauseous." I looked at him to see if he was lying, and noticed that his eyes were brighter. Fever bright.

"You're Changing again aren't you?" I asked, putting my hand to his forehead. It did feel hot, and I was surprised I hadn't felt it before.

"I'm pretty sure it's just this show making me sick," he said in a serious tone, but his eyes said he was joking.

"That means yes," I said, getting off the couch and holding out my hand. "Come on, let's find you a nice clearing before night fall." He took my hand and pretended like I actually pulled him up, when of course he did all the work.

"Wait where are you going?" James said, finally looking away from the TV.

"To find a place for Derek to Change later," I said, already heading towards the stairs.

"Whoa!" James yelled, jumping up and sprinting over to block the stairs. "Dude you've already Changed?"

"Yup, being genetically altered does all kinds of weird stuff to supposed time frames," Derek said.

"Oh my God that's awesome! Can I come watch? Dad never lets me come with him."

"No," I said quickly, trying to get around him. "It's not something most people want to see, ask Simon and Tori."

"The sounds were bad enough," Simon said. "No offense bro."

"And the fact that he ended up naked," Tori said, shuddering. "I didn't even see him and it gave me nightmares."

"Shut up Tori," I said defensively before turning back to James. "So no, you can't come. Now move please."

"Fine," James said, sounding upset, and stepped aside. Derek and I went down the stairs.

"So can we stop watching Project Runway?" he asked.

"You can do whatever you want with or without me," I said. "But I'm still watching it."

"So you'd leave me alone with Casey? The crazy one?"

"I wouldn't say crazy, just eccentric. And if you want to avoid Project Runway then yes."

"Well you just better hope she doesn't have a fit and starts throwing things."

"Nothing's going to hurt you that she throws, she's just a shaman. Although it might be a good idea for you to get some sleep before tonight."

"Then you need some too, you'd be up with me."

"Maybe," I said. "So do you want to tell Kit or Frank? They might be able to help."

"You're all the help I need," he said. AAAWWWWWW! And I bet you can guess what happened next. Yup, I kissed him in the middle of the stairwell, and then Aunt Lauren turned the corner.

"Chloe!" she yelled, making me and Derek jump apart and flatten ourselves against opposite walls. "Can I talk to you for a second?"

"If I say no, will you get mad?" I asked, suddenly annoyed. "We were kind of going to do something."

"I can see that," she said with a hint of anger behind her otherwise calm tone. "But I wasn't really giving you a choice."

"Go ahead," Derek said. "We go look later."

"But-"

"Chloe, we'll do it later," he said before heading back up the stairs, leaving me alone with my aunt.

"Let's go to my room," she said, taking my hand and pulling me up the stairs. Oh yay, let the lecture begin. And sure enough, as soon as she shut the door behind us, she turned to me saying, "First of all, do I even want to know what you guys were planning to do?"

"Derek's Changing tonight," I said irately, really pissed off at what she was implying. "We were going to go find a clearing for him."

"And instead I found you kissing him on the stairs."

"Well he's my boyfriend, I have a right to kiss him if I want."

"Maybe, but that doesn't mean you should be, he's-"

"If you say dangerous I'm leaving right now," I snapped. "Because he's not, at all. Not in the tiniest bit."

"He's a werewolf Chloe, they're all dangerous."

"Are you calling Frank dangerous? Or James? He might be a little out there but the worst he could do to anyone is annoy them to death." That made her pause. "See, you agree. They aren't any more dangerous than the rest of us, Derek included." She stayed silent a few seconds.

"Still, the genetic modification…"

"He seems perfectly fine to me. And if you ask Frank I bet he would say the same, Derek's a perfectly normal werewolf. What's your problem with Derek anyway? You're still holding a grudge against him from Lyle House?" She stayed silent again, and that made me really angry. "Well that's too bad, because you're not my mother! It's not your job to decide who I can date!" I hadn't realized how loud I had been yelling those words and how much anger I put behind them until they came out of my mouth.

"I'm sorry," I said quickly, instantly regretting lashing out like that. "It's just… I really like Derek and I wish you would just trust my judgment and support me." She stayed silent for about a minute.

"I do trust you Chloe," she says finally. "It's him I don't trust."

"Well I do. I trust Derek more than anyone, even you. He's never lied to me and trusts me no matter what stupid thing I've done. And he was willing to put his life before everyone else's safety. So give me a reason why I shouldn't trust him." She thought for another minute.

"I can't," she said, smiling. "I'm just worried about my niece and that worry is making blind to everything you just said. I guess Derek is a good guy. I'm sorry Chloe."

"So does that mean you approve now?" I asked, not getting my hopes up.

"Maybe," she said thinking. "As long as I don't need to give you The Talk."

"NO!" I shouted, instantly backing up a few feet. "You won't have to!"

"You're sure?"

"Yes completely positive, can I go now?"

"I guess," she said. I hugged her before running out of the room to find Derek. He wasn't down in the TV room with everyone and he wasn't with Casey watching her stupid cartoon show. Since he went back upstairs, the only place he could be was his room. And he was there, still shirtless lying on his bed like he was trying to fall asleep. He glanced towards the door when I came in and then fell back onto the bed.

"I would have thought it would be a longer conversation," he said.

"Me too," I replied, walking over and lying down next to him. "Although you would be surprised about what happened."

"Oh really?" he asked, turning his head to face me.

"Yeah, she actually approves of us now." He bolted into a sitting position.

"Seriously?" he asked, completely shocked.

"Yeah." He laid back down

"What'd you do to convince her?"

"Ask her to give me a reason not to trust you," I answered. I kissed him quickly before saying, "And she couldn't." He smiled before kissing me again. For the first few seconds, I expected someone to walk in, like always. But then I thought, screw it, and kissed him back more fiercely than, well ever. Derek seemed a little surprised at first, then I felt him smile through our kiss and kissed me back with the same intensity. After another minute, he hesitantly shifted so that he was hovering on top of me.

Then…. loud foot falls and yelling came down the hall.

"Charlie!" James yelled. "Don't you dare touch my Little House collection!" (Anyone else get the joke?)

"Every fucking time," Derek muttered, rolling off of me and lying flat on his back, rubbing his face.

"I know," I said, standing up. "Come on, let's go find that clearing."

"But I'm tired," Derek whined, putting a pillow over his face.

"You want to find one in the dark when you're about to Change?" I asked, grabbing the pillow then throwing it at him. "Suck it up, be a man."

"Fine, but I refuse to watch Project Runway afterwards," he said, standing up next to me.

"Deal." I grabbed his hand and we walked out of the room. Charlie and James were wrestling in the middle of the hallway.

"Give. Me. It!" James yelled, trying to pin Charlie to the ground but it looked like he got shocked every time he did and jerked back a little each time.

"I want to watch it!" Charlie said, gripping what looked like a DVD box tightly.

"What the hell are you guys doing?" Derek asked. James looked up.

"Charlie took one of my Little House on the Prairie DVDs and won't give it back!" he whined, sounding exactly like a five year old who didn't get their way.

"Sucks for you," Derek said, taking advantage of the lack of flailing arms to pull me past them. Once we were on the stairs he whispered, "Do you think he seriously likes Little House on the Prairie?"

"Who James?" Julie asked, turning into the stairwell. "Yeah, he had mono a few years ago and our cable was out so for two months all he could watch was one channel which had Little House reruns."

"Wow," I said. "That's sad."

"You weren't there when he quoted it for months afterwards. The most annoying thing ever I swear."

"That would be annoying," Derek said as he started pulling me back down the stairs. "Come on Chloe."

"Bye," I said, looking back up the stairs at Julie and waving with my free hand. She smiled before disappearing down the third floor hallway. Then I turned back to Derek. "You never did answer my question from earlier."

"And what question was that?"

"If you wanted to tell Kit or Frank."

"Oh… I don't care. I mean they should probably know, but I don't want them there or anything."

"Okay, then we'll tell them on our way out."

"And I'll get a snack." I elbowed him before we reached the bottom of the stairs and turned towards the kitchen, which was usually the adult-hangout-area. Sure enough, Kit and Frank were sitting at the kitchen table, discussing something that no one knew or cared about.

"Hey kids," Kit said, looking up from the notepads in front of him.

"Hi," I said, letting Derek go to the pantry. "Uh… Derek's going to Change again tonight, so we're going to go find a clearing for him. Just thought we'd let you know."

"Change?" Frank said. "Why did no one tell me?"

"We've been here barely a day Frank," Kit said. "Doesn't really leave us time to tell you everything about everyone."

"Yeah," I said. "And I'm guessing you never told him that I've raised countless dead things."

"Countless?" Kit said, looking confused. Frank just looked surprised.

"Actually," Derek said, coming up behind me with a bag of Tostitos. "We never told him about any of the animals."

"Oh… crap," I said. "Well then, I've made a couple dozen zombie animals."

"Zombie animals?" Miles said, coming into the kitchen and hopping onto the counter. "That sounds fun, what about them?"

"You didn't hear any of the rest of that sentence?" Derek asked.

"No, usually I tune out conversations and only hear something that I'm interested in, like zombies, food, Star Wars, and duct tape. Anyway what was the sentence about?"

"How I've raised a dozen dead things." Miles's jaw dropped.

"Seriously?" he asked. When I nodded he started smiling. "I'd heard you guys were powerful, but not that powerful. I've only raised one thing above a bug, and that was my pet gecko Vincent. I had him for three years alive and then kept him for a year dead, but after that he was practically just bones and I had to let him go. I miss little Vincent." We all just stared at him.

"Oookaaay," I said, slightly freaked out. "That's a great story. Anyway, back on topic, Derek's Changing tonight and we'd just thought we'd let you know."

"Okay, you want us to come with you Der?" Kit asked.

"No, I'll be fine with just Chloe," he said, taking my hand. I looked up at him and smiled.

"Okay," Frank said. "But if you don't want one of us to go with you then you have I have to ask you some stuff."

"Sure," Derek said. Frank got up from the table and motioned for Derek to follow him.

"Be right back," he said, squeezing my hand and handing me the Tostitos bag before following Frank out of the room.

"Aww," Miles said. "Would you be mad if I said puppy love is adorable?"

"Yes," I said, blushing.

"Why? Casey thinks it's funny."

"Well Casey isn't exactly what you'd call 'normal.'"

"I heard that!" Casey said, skipping into the room and smiling like an idiot. "Guess what?"

"You just saw 23 purple flying monkeys fly in and carry Charlie off to make him their king?" Miles asked excitedly.

"Uh… no…." Casey said, looking at Miles weirdly.

"Damn, that would have been awesome," Miles said, shrugging.

"Yeah you're weird," Casey said quickly before turning back to me and Kit. "Anyway, on Total Drama World Tour they found Duncan in London which of course made me yell holy crap and do a little happy dance. Then, and this is the best part, at the very end of the episode Gwen and Duncan kissed in the bathroom and Tyler saw them and I started screaming holy shit over and over again but then Claire heard me and told me I wasn't allowed to watch TV for the rest of the day because I swore. But really why wouldn't you scream some swear words at that?"

"Um… That's nice," Miles said. "You're weird."

"Thank you very much," she said, walking into the pantry and grabbing a Chip Ahoy bag/box thingy. "So you want to take me to Cedar Point? We've only used our passes like four times this year and I have nothing better to do."

"Isn't that like the biggest amusement park in the country or something?" Kit asked.

"Not the biggest," Casey said through a mouthful of cookies. "But it has the most coasters. And it's 23 minutes away, so we got passes. So please Miles? Please please please?"

"No I'm tired," Miles said. "And we're doing a shopping trip tomorrow so we have to be up by 11. Maybe Thursday."

"But three days is too loooong," Casey whined.

"To flippen bad," he said, hopping off the counter and turning to face me. "Frank says we're going to start doing some training lessons, but since you're more powerful than me, I'm not sure how that's gonna work without you creating some fluffy little zombie. You want to start on Wednesday?"

"Uh… sure," I said.

"Cool. Well then, I'm going to go… Watch some horror movie in my room."

"Can I come with?" Casey asked. "You know how I love my horror."

"You hate being in my room," Miles said.

"Exactly, that way Claire won't look there. That is as long as no one tells." She looked at me and Kit.

"I'm not going to say anything," I said. "Kit?"

"Not a word," he said.

"Yay," Casey said. "Come on ghosty boy." They left the room leaving me with Kit.

"So is everyone else getting training too?" I asked him.

"You could say that," he said. "Although there isn't much Derek has to train for. But Simon and Tori are going to work with me on some spells while we're here." The way he said the names of his kids was weird, with some uncertainty.

"Uh Kit," I said, wondering if I should ask him about telling Simon and Tori now. "About Simon and Tori, I-" I was cut off when Frank and Derek came back into the room. "Never mind."

"Hey," Derek said, coming over and taking the chips back. "Ready?"

"Yeah," I said. "Let's go, bye." We left the kitchen and then the house and headed towards forest. "So what he'd ask you?"

"Just a bunch of random crap," he said. "Like how many times I had Changed, if I felt in control when I was in wolf form, what exactly happened when I Changed, blah blah blah."

"Ooh, cranky."

"Just pissed. I don't need advice from people, I can handle myself."

"Maybe that's true," I said. We had now entered to forest and were walking on a narrow path. "But you do sometimes need to take other people's ideas into consideration. Sometimes they're better than yours."

"Yeah, rarely."

"Shut up," I said, elbowing him. "But speaking of advice, you know you're going to have to do training?"

"Yeah Frank told me. And I'm reeeeally looking forward to it."

"Oh come on, can't you at least pretend to like people?"

"I do like him, I just don't want to throw weights around all day."

"That's what you're doing? That sucks."

"Not just that. He said he'd teach me some punches and other shit, and he offered to help me work on 'Phasing in and out of wolf form' but I told him I'd just work on that with you during Changes."

"Okay," I said. We walked for another few minutes in silence, both of us eating chips, before we finally reached a clearing. It was decent sized, big enough for Derek to run around in easily but not too large. "This good?"

"Sure," he said, coming up behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist. I turned around to face him, putting my arms around his neck.

"So," I said. "What do you want to do until you Change?"

"I think I can think of a few things," he said before kissing me.

Derek and I left the clearing around 30 minutes later, and let's just say that we got to second base… (Sorry guys, 14 year old here who doesn't like writing about people making out, not that I have a problem with it, I just suck at it. And really, if you want a make out scene, go to an M rated story, all of them have several.) Once inside, we headed upstairs to watch some more TV, which seemed to be the only thing people wanted to do here. Luckily for Derek, Project Runway wasn't on any more, and only James, Miles, Simon, and Casey were in the room watching some movie.

"Hey," Simon said, turning around as he heard us come in. "We're watching The Ring, want to join us?"

"Yes," I said, walking towards the couch. "I've wanted to see that movie for a while."

"You can only watch it if you get snacks for everyone," Miles said. "I'm hungry."

"Then get your own food," Casey said, whipping a pillow at him. "You guys can watch it without doing anything for anyone, particularly Miles. That is as long as you help hide me if Claire comes up here."

"Sure," I said, pulling Derek onto one of the couches. Turns out The Ring is really stupid. It's just this weird video that makes you able to pull a fly out of the TV and a creepy kid who doesn't like horses.

"Okay, I really don't get that movie," James said. "Why exactly did the horse commit suicide?"

"I don't know," Simon said. "Why did the kid not stop even though her secret had been found out?"

"It's a stupid movie," Derek said. "Those never have any answers to the questions you really want to know."

"Well said Derek," Casey said. She looked at her watch. "And it's only 6:15. Yay." She went to go take the movie out of the player and as she was putting it in the box she spun around with an excited look on her face. "Okay, so Derek, your Changes are like really late at night, or really early in the morning right?"

"Uh… Yeah," he said cautiously. "Why?"

"Who wants to pull an all-nighter?" she yelled, putting her hand above her head and waving it enthusiastically. Only James raised his hand. "Aw come on! What's wrong with you people?"

"We've been sleeping in hotels for a week," I said. "Those are not fun to sleep in. And I want to sleep as much as I can before Derek Changes."

"Butt trumpet," she said before stomping out of the room.

"Um… Why did she just call me a butt trumpet?" I asked. "Or do I even want to know?"

"A Very Potter Musical. Wait no, it was a Very Potter Sequel," Miles said.

"Okay then," Simon said, standing up. "I think I'm going to go play some COD." (That's Call of Duty for anyone who doesn't know, and I only know that because half the guys at my school have "COD fever" and my dad plays it)

"Hey Simon," I asked. He turned back to face me. "Where's Tori?"

"I think she was gushing over Julie's makeup collection," he said before heading down the hall.

"Okay I'm not going to go look for her then," I said. James got up saying that he was also going to play COD while Miles turned on Little People Big World. Towards the end of the episode, a loud scream of "CHARLIE!" sounded, followed by loud running footsteps.

"Block the stairs!" an angry voice which was unmistakably Casey's yelled. Two seconds later, James sprinted through room and to the stairs, where there was immediately a loud thump and a couple swears from Charlie. I looked up at Derek.

"Should we see what he did that made Casey so mad?"

"Might as well," he said, standing up and holding a hand out for me. I took it and we headed towards the stairs. Casey was just reaching the second floor landing, where James was sitting on Charlie.

"Thank you Jimmy," she said, kissing him. "Now get off the evil Brit." James jumped up and Charlie quickly rolled over and held out a book called Clockwork Angel. (Awesome book peeps, go read it. Will is almost as awesome as Jace.)

"Please don't kill me," he said as Casey snatched the book away from him. She carefully looked at the book to see if it was damaged before kicking him in the shoulder.

"I told you never to touch my books!" she yelled, kicking him again. "You're just lucky this wasn't a Mortal Instruments book, I would have kicked you somewhere else."

"I still don't get why you won't let me read one of your 200 books," Charlie said, standing up. "Some of them actually sound interesting."

"Well if you ask and only read in my room then maybe you could," Casey said. "And I'm reading this book right now, so you aren't allowed to touch it."

"Well fine, I don't want to read your stupid angel book anyway. I'm going to go play Boggle." He stomped down the stairs, with James following him afterwards. I turned to Casey, who was hugging her book.

"Do you actually have 200 books?" I asked excitedly, I needed some new reading material.

"No, only like 80," Casey said. "Why? You looking for something to read?"

"Yes actually, can I borrow something?"

"As long as you keep it in one room other than my room and swear not to eat around it or let anyone touch it," she said, glaring at me.

"Uh… sure, I promise."

"Ok, come on then." She started heading back upstairs before turning back to face Derek. "If you want something to read, there's some informative supernatural books in the basement, which is where I suggest reading other than my room. I doubt you like any fantasy vampire or demon books."

"You're right about that," Derek said. He looked down to me. "Meet you down there?"

"Sure," I said. I was surprised when he leaned down and kissed me quickly before heading down the stairs. I still wasn't used to actually being able to display any sort of affection in public.

"Aww, you guys are cute," Casey said. "But hurry up, I need to finish this book. Jem was about to tell Tessa about how he got to London."

"Uh, that's nice." I followed her up the stairs and to the left hallway. Her room was about the same as mine, except with a few added things, two more book shelves, filled with books, some souveniry things, and three giant posters of Leonardo DiCaprio, all as Jack from Titanic.

"Uh, what's with the posters?" I asked, walking over to the closest one and looking at it.

"I love Leo!" Casey cried, running to another poster and hugging it, if it's possible to hug a wall. "It started out as an inside joke with one of my friends a few weeks before I my dad sent me here. And now I'm just completely obsessed. I know basically everything about him."

"That's nice," I said again because it was the only thing you could really say about Casey's interests. I walked towards one of the shelves and began looking. After a minute, I saw the Hunger Games, and then Mockingjay, which I had yet to read. I took it out and held it up. "Can I take this?"

"Sure, but it was the worst book I've read for fun in years. Are you a Gale or Peeta fan?"

"Peeta."

"God, why does no one else like Gale? Peeta's just a one-legged bread boy who should have died in the first book. Julie even had the nerve to call Gale a hillbilly! She just started the first book. Anyway, you'll hate the book either way. I am a diehard Gale fan, and I threw the book across the room and stomped on it. And you saw what I did to Charlie for touching my book, so you know I never do that. But I have a friend who is an even harder diehard Peeta fan and she did the same thing. So yeah, you'll hate the evil book."

"Okay, well I think I'll read it anyway," I said, walking towards the door. "I'll bring it back when I'm done."

"K," Casey said, already spread out on her bed reading. I hurried down to the first floor and then went towards the place where I thought the basement was. Surprisingly, I was right, and found the second set of stairs easily. I went down to find Derek already on a couch reading something. I walked over and sat on the opposite side of the couch he was on, laying my legs over his. "So what are you reading about?"

"Necromancers," he said, looking up and giving me a half grin. "As surprised as you might be to hear this, I actually don't know all that much about them. And I don't say you because you aren't exactly like other necros."

"So I've heard," I said, leaning back against the arm of the couch. "Tell me if you find anything interesting."

We wound reading until 10 without a break before Derek's stomach started rumbling and made us realize how late it was. We went upstairs and got dinner, where Derek demonstrated his amazing ability to make mac and cheese, before heading back to the basement. Derek got was starting to have muscle spasms by then, and decided he would try to get as much sleep in as possible before he was ready to Change. I would have done the same, except I had just got to the part when Peeta's getting beat up and I was excited. I was another 150 pages in when Derek sat up from the couch across from me. His eyes were really bright and he was covered in sweat.

"You ready?" I asked, putting down the book. He simply nodded, already scratching at his arm. He stood up, wincing, and I saw a huge ripple go through his whole right arm. "We better get outside." I took his hand and we headed back upstairs. On the way up, I got a glimpse at his watch and saw that it was 1:00. I was surprised when we came across James and Casey in the kitchen, drinking caffeinated Pepsi. Seeing us, James jumped up.

"Please let me come with!" he whisper-yelled.

"No," I said, quickly pulling Derek through the room towards the back door. "Why are you even up anyway?"

"Casey and I are night owls, I mean night people. She doesn't like to use the term 'night owl.' And I get hungry at night so I come down here."

"Okay then, now good bye James." We were now at the back door and I was putting on the shoes Derek and I had left there earlier.

"But-"

"James," Casey said, leaning against a doorway. "Look at Derek, do you seriously think he wants you around right now? You're just going to annoy him. Let them leave."

"Thank you Casey," I said, opening the door and leading Derek out into the night. We reached the clearing quickly, and got Derek undressed and onto the ground without the Change starting.

"It should be easier this time," I said, already rubbing his shoulders. "Shouldn't it?"

"That's what Frank said," Derek panted. "But who knows with the modifications."

"I do," I said. He looked up and smiled before his body jackknifed in that now familiar way. He cried out and dropped his head back down. This time, there was no puking and only about five jackknifing incidents. In less than five minutes, he was that gorgeous black wolf again. I smiled.

"Told you it would be easier." He grunted before sitting up shakily. After about a minute, he stood up and started walking around the clearing. He started running after a while, becoming a black blur for almost ten minutes. Once we has done, he trotted back over to me and lay down, panting. I reached over and scratched his head. "Did I ever tell you what an adorable wolf you make?" He licked my hand gently before dropping his head onto the ground and closing his eyes. Within a minute he was asleep. Sighing, I lay down next to his, with my head on his shoulder. Soon after I was asleep as well.

I woke up to a persistent beeping. I bolted into a sitting position, realizing I was still in the clearing with Derek already on his feet, still a wolf. His ears were twitching and swiveling around, trying to find the source of the noise. Finally, his gaze settled on the lump of his sweatpants. I staggered up and ran towards them. I grabbed them lifted them up. A blinking, beeping thing fell onto the ground. Picking it up, I realized it was Derek's watch, an alarm going off. I pressed the stop button and was rewarded by silence.

"Why exactly did you have an alarm set for 2:30?" I asked Derek. He shrugged, if wolves can shrug and walked over to me. I absently scratched his head as I looked down at him. "So, as long as we're up, you want to head inside. You haven't thrown up for the past two Changes, so I think you'll be fine changing back inside." When he looked up and I saw his face, I quickly added, "We'll stay in the basement so no one will here you. I just think it'll be more comfortable for both of us inside." He made an agreeing sound and we started back inside. I was surprised when we left the woods and I saw that the lights were still on in the back hall and kitchen. "Oh my God. Do they ever go to bed?" Derek made an annoyed sounding grunt as we reached the door. I looked down at him. "Okay, let's try to be really quiet and maybe they won't hear us." He licked my hand in agreement, but I saw doubt in his eyes. Sighing I opened the door and we walked through. Derek's nails clicked loudly on the tile, making me wince. We walked a few more feet before Casey's voice said, "Chloe? Derek? Is that you?" Damn.

"Yeah," I said, sighing. We walked into the kitchen, only to see that Casey was sitting alone at the table. She had a laptop running and a bag of Cheeto puffs right next to her. "Where's James?"

"He went to bed," she said. She saw my look of relief and smiled. "I know, he's annoying when he doesn't get what he wants. Although he's- Is that Derek?" She had seen Derek, who had walked out from behind me.

"Yeah," I said, petting his back.

"Aww, Derek you're adorable!" she cried, jumping out of her chair and running over to us. She was already kneeling by Derek before she stopped and looked up at me. "Do you care if I pet him? He's still you're boyfriend." I laughed.

"I don't care, but he might. Derek?" Derek grumbled amusingly. "Yeah go ahead." Casey gave a little shriek and practically attacked Derek.

"Sorry," she said, rubbing his ears. "I just haven't seen a dog like animal in months. And I miss my puppy back home. He was a wimpy little goldendoodle who was afraid of everything, even cardboard. So he was nothing like you Derek." She stood back up then. "Okay, I'm done. Sorry again."

"As long as he's in wolf form I don't care," I said. "Well we're going to go to the basement. See you in the morning."

"Sure," she said, going back to her laptop. Derek and I went back to the basement. He hopped up onto the same couch we were on last time, and I followed. He plopped down on one end, with his head on the arm. I lay against him again. Even as a wolf, he made a great pillow.

"Try to warn me before you're ready to Change back," I said, massaging one of his paws. "I'd prefer not to get kicked." When he didn't respond, I looked up and realized he hadn't heard me, because he was already asleep.

Sooo…. Worth the wait? Probably not. Again, I am so sorry about not updating in forever. I really will try to update as soon as possible, but I have no idea when that will be. Okay, so TDWD is like one of the best shows on television. It's so funny and I am in love with Duncan, who's the 2nd coolest cartoon ever, after Kevin Levin from Ben 10. He reminds me of Christian from Vampire Academy, and really, how can you not love that boy? And to anyone to who likes Project Runway, what the hell is wrong with you people? It's like the stupidest show ever and the only reason to watch it is the funny gay people. My sister told me about the one guy from this season, Casanova I think, and I started cracking up. I would actually have watched the show to make fun of that guy! Who's happy for Chlerek? Me! But don't expect any huge make out scenes okay? Seriously, I suck at them. I spent days trying to make one for the clearing, and it was just a bunch of crap. So no, there will not be any intense making out actually written, although possibly implied, in this story, so if that's why you're reading this, go try an M story. And for any of you who are horror fans, never watch The Ring unless you want to waste two perfectly good hours on a terrible movie that makes no sense. As for the Little House on the Prairie thing, Lost joke. Anyway, Leonardo DiCaprio is the best actor in the world for sure, and possibly the greatest person in the world. I love him! My friends and sister are having a Leo marathon on his birthday, November 11th. It will be epic. Cedar Point, I'm just in love with that place and they will go there. And Mockingjay was the worst book I've read in a really long time willingly. The first third was awesome, but then the rest was so aggravating. I did exactly what Casey did when I finished, and left the book there for a week. Seriously, I hated that evil book. And it officially made me hate Peeta. He's a giant butt trumpet and, as my sister says, a stupid, useless, legless, bread boy that no one could ever love. So, I shall (Did I seriously just say shall?) attempt to update as soon as possible, but don't expect anything sooner than two weeks please, I've just have so much stuff to do. Adios mi amigos! (I'm learning Spanish, and I'm awesome!)

P.S. Watch Titanic this Friday on TNT at 7 PM my time, which is Central if any of you are wondering.