New chapter people! Oh yeah! Who saw Teen Wolf! Like oh my god it was so awesome! Anyways, here is chapter 8 and a warning! This chapter contains a drunk Hannah, so if you dislike reading about drunk people, I'm sorry. This was needed to get the action going. Also Sophie meets Mr. Stilinsky! Can't wait for you to read. I also want to point out that we don't own Teen Wolf or the characters from the show. All we own is Ethan, Hannah and Sophie for now. Enjoy!

Chapter 8

Past Dates

Sophie P.O.V

I rushed downstairs at the sound of the doorbell. I found that Hannah was the one that had answered and she was dead drunk. I shook my head as I walked to Stiles and Hannah.

"Hannah, why are you drinking?" I asked. She looked over at me with glossy eyes and a smile.
"I'm done drinking," She replied laughing. Should have known it was coming, even drunk she's a smartypants.

"Hannah, why did you drink then?" I asked taking her hand and pulling her to the couch.

"So werewolves can get drunk," Stiles whispered to him self, I ignored that comment and got Hannah comfortable.

"It's Saturday, I can be all better for Monday," She replied turning away from me.

"Have fun at Stiles' place, don't do anything I wouldn't," She mumbled already falling asleep. Maybe I shouldn't go out tonight. Hannah may need me.

"No, you can't ditch me, my dad was up making dinner for us, if you cancel it'll break his hear," Stiles said with just one look at my face. How did he know that I was thinking to stay here? Is he a mind reader? That would be freaky and really embarrassing.

"Look, I mean, she's already asleep. She's probably going to sleep all night and all day tomorrow," Stiles said dragging me by the hand to his Jeep. He's right though. I jumped in and we were off to his house. We got to the front door when we both felt nervous. For one Stiles started checking what I wore and I started playing with my pink shirt.

"Why couldn't you wear a dress? So my dad see's how you look mature," Stiles whispered before he opened the door to his house.

"You want to turn around and I'll change?" I asked sarcasticly.

"Yes," He turned around.

"I was being sarcastic, Stiles," I snapped.

"Okay," He opened the door and called out that he was home as I took off my coat and boots. The alarm came one and Stiles freaked. I covered my ears at the sound. It hurt so much, felt like I was being hammered in the head by the sound.

"Dad! What's going on?" Stiles asked and the beeping stopped. I got off the floor and followed the shouting. Stiles had took out the really burned chicken and Mr. Stilinsky came crutching into the kitchen with his tie unmade. I guess he was getting dressed.

"I was getting dressed," He mumbled sitting down at the kitchen table. He looked up at me and smiled.

"I knew you'd be dating a McCall," Mr. Stilinsky said looking at me.

"Hi Mr. Stilinsky," I smiled.

"Is that suppose to be a complement?" Stiles asked. Mr. Stilinsky got up with his crutches and came closer to the chicken.

"I think this is a new record, Stiles," I chuckled at Stiles face and Mr. Stilinsky smiled my way.

"Can you order me a burger?" Mr. Stilinsky said going into his room. Stiles groaned and put the chicken in the garbage.

"What would you like?" I asked giving Stiles the phone.

"I'm sorry about dinner," Stiles said looking disappointed. I patted his back and looked at the burned plate.

"It's okay, I didn't come for the food anyway," I replied.

"So, we order a salad again?" Stiles asked. It was my turn to groan.

"No way," I protested.

"I'm thinking of your health," Stiles replied.

"I'm thinking of what I want and that is a nice juicy burger, so order that for me or I'm ditching to go to the restaurant," I replied. Stiles made a face and went to work on our order.

Hannah P.O.V

I opened my eyes to find myself in front of Dad's grave stone. It read Steve McCall, missed by family and friends. I started to cry hard and I couldn't stop. I'm drunk and crying in a graveyard. This can't get any worst.

"There you are," Derek said. I groaned, really? He had to come too? I don't want to see my secret boyfriend when I'm in front of my father's grave. I don't want him to see me drunk either and crying.

"Go away," I whispered as he sat down beside me.

"Leave you without protection when you're at your weakest? No thanks, Ethan can take advantage of that," Derek replied getting closer. I snorted, Ethan doesn't want me. He wants Sophie to be in his pack. Derek is the one that wants me in his pack.

"This is your father," Derek stated the obvious.

"Yeah," I replied anyways. He's being really nice, that's not good. Or maybe it is, I don't know.

"You lived with him before," Derek asked, I think.

"Yeah, until he got killed," I mumbled playing with the wet grass.

"How?" Derek asked softly. I sniffled and wiped my tears away.

"Um, he got attacked by an animal and didn't survive it," I replied slowly.

"What animal?" Derek asked sounding more tensed.

"They think it's a wolf, but wolves don't usually attack humans," I replied still sniffling. Derek turned to me and gave me a look. What's his problem?

"Hannah, your father got attacked by a werewolf," Derek said sounding impatient. Dad got attacked by a werewolf? As in me and Sophie? Someone like Scott, Erica, Boyd and Isaac. Or Derek. He attacked my dad?

"No, not me," Derek replied. Was I talking aloud? I guess I was or Derek is a mind reader!

"I'm not a mind reader and you're speaking aloud," Derek snapped sounding really annoyed now. A werewolf attacked my father?

"That would explain the mark," I whispered mentally imagining the H on dad's chest left by a claw.

"What mark?" Derek asked. I waited a few seconds before answering Derek and I could see that he was really getting impatient. I smiled, he doesn't want to be mean to me.

"There was a big H on my dad's chest, it was left by one of the wolf's claws, the cops made jokes about it but nothing more," I replied. Derek got up and pulled me up too.

"Hannah, that wasn't random. It was a trade mark left by a werewolf that has been killing a lot of people," He pulled me with him to his Camero. I jumped excited at the sight of the beautiful baby. I think Cameros are my favourite cars.

"Wait, you said something?" I asked. Derek rolled his eyes and put me into the passenger seat.

"Where are we going?" I asked Derek excited.

"For a ride," Was his replied as he stepped on the gas.

Sophie P.O.V

When the burger was placed in front of me I couldn't help myself as I dug in.

"Stiles, what is this?" Mr. Stilinsky asked as he ate a bite of his own burger.

"A veggie burger, to keep you healthy," Stiles replied taking out a salad for him self again. Mr. Stilinsky looked at me in envy and I couldn't help but eat my burger because I was so hungry.

"Dad, I lost my cellphone by the way," Stiles said and Mr. Stilinsky shot him a look. They continued talking while Mr. Stilinsky ate my fries, he asked normal parent stuff and Stiles answered because I was on a roll while eating.

"So, did you guys do... it, yet?" Mr. Stilinsky looked uncomfortable as he asked.

"Do what?" Stiles asked.

"Please tell me you use protection," Mr. Stilinsky begged looking even more uncomfortable. I thought about it, then I got it and chocked on my sprite. Stiles caught on and chocked on his salad.

"Dad, what..?" Stiles asked blushing as bad as me.

"Well, I want to make sure you're being careful," Mr. Stilinsky replied. Stiles and I looked at each other and then we went back to eating. I couldn't think of anything else to say after that and I kept quiet until we were in front of my house. I looked at it to see that all the lights were off. I guessed that Hannah was still sleeping on the couch or maybe she went into her room. Either way it was like being alone. Since mom worked late every night and well Scott was out with Allison until who knows what time.

"Sorry about my dad," Stiles said making me jump out of my skin, I had forgotten that he was there.

"It's okay, my dad would have done the same thing if he was still alive. Come on, Scott is still gone and Hannah must be asleep. We're all alone," I said with a wink and getting out of his Jeep. We walked inside and that's when he pined me to the front door and started kissing my neck. My skin felt hot at his touch. He found his way to my lips and we kissed with passion. My heart raced, as I felt my canine teeth and nails grow. Stiles didn't seem to mind as I accidentally scratched him. He just moaned and took me into his arms. We ended up in my bed with Stiles over me as I played in his buzz cut. He started to take off my shirt when I stopped kissing him.

"Too soon?" Stiles asked. I shook my head pulling the shirt off myself and doing the same to him.

"Just kiss me," I whispered.

Hannah P.O.V.

My house came into view and I groaned.
"I thought we were going for a ride," I complained taking the seat belt off. Derek held my hand before I got out the Camero.
"I need to do research, I'll see you tomorrow," He whispered from inches away. I leaned in and gave him a peck on the lips before getting out the car. It must have surprised him because he stayed put for a couple seconds.
"Yep, you're drunk," He whispered.
"Am not," I replied walking to the front door. Wait a minute, Stiles Jeep is in the driveway why? I went to the front door and it was unlocked. Sophie never forgets to lock the door. I did a little ninja roll on the ground and checked my surroundings. Two heartbeats upstairs, none downstairs. It's all safe. I got up and groaned. Shouldn't have done that, now my head hurts. I carefully went upstairs and found Stiles and Sophie cuddled up on the bed asleep. Their shirts were on the floor but they still had their pants on. That's good, it means I don't have to cut someone's best friend. I put a blanket over them and got out the room. I have to close the door so mom doesn't see them, ah crap, I have to hide his Jeep. I went back in and got Stiles keys. This will be fun. I fell over Sophie's shirt and fell on my butt in her room. I had to grin my teeth so I wouldn't laugh aloud. I got out without laughing and I crawled to the stair case. Once outside I let my laugh out and fell on my butt again. Oh my god, I'm so funny! I got into the Jeep and waited. I can't drive, no way. So what am I suppose to do? I found Stiles cell and I went to his contact list. He had Derek's number.
"What Stiles?" Derek asked annoyed and I heard his pack chuckle behind him.
"I need you to do me a favour," I replied in a whisper.

"Go back to work," He snapped to someone before I heard him running I think.
"What?" Derek asked from outside the Jeep's window. I jumped turning tords him.
"Can you move Stiles Jeep before my mom gets here? In... what time is it?" I asked. Derek opened the door and held my hand as I got out.
"Where?" He asked.
"Out of sight, a block or two away." I replied. Derek took the keys and jumped into the Jeep.
"Thank you," I said as he drove off. I stumbled to the front door and crashed on the front porch. I don't want to move anymore. I fell asleep.

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