A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update, i wasn't so sure about this chapter but i hope you guys like it.

"A box a box a…box." Nathan said like he was thinking. "oh oh oh oh oh I think I know what I'm looking for,
if I remember correctly it should be right about here." Nathan said pointing towards a weak burnt looking wall.
"Here we go." He said as he steadied himself then threw a punch at the wall.

"Ooouch, shit that hurt like hell." Nathan said after punching the wall, underestimating the strength of it.
"OK obviously your stronger than you look." He said talking to the inanimate object. "I'm going to have to try something else."

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Derek held his breath slowing his heartbeat down until it was practically stopped.
When he started to breath again everything was quite, it was easy to hear,
the sound of Stiles's was no longer bothering him, the only sound he could hear was of Nathan's
and the faint sound of somebody else heartbeat that was getting lower and lower by the minute.

Stiles had stopped fighting it. Well at least against Derek, he was no longer trying to push Derek off,
his hands were now just balling up the bottom sides of Derek's shirt, the weight of his arms tug down on it,
as he felt a warm safe feeling over take him.

"Stiles." Derek said turning his attention back to him and removing his hand from Stiles's mouth.
Stiles are you ok? Derek asked seeing the flushed look on his face as he bit down on his bottom lip.

"Derek." Stiles said sounding like a plea when he finally spoke. "Your leg…m…ove…your leg.

"…S..orry." Said Derek removing his leg and backing up a little.

Stiles and Derek just stood there, Stiles trying to figure out what just happened but his brain wasn't working.
Derek's on the other hand was working, even though he couldn't come up with anything to say that would explain what just happened.

"Stiles I'm…I-"

"I know." Stiles said cutting Derek off. "You didn't mean to do it, I'm pretty sure your just as affected by this moon thing as the rest of them."

"No Stiles that's not what I mean,…" Derek paused "It's you Stiles,
I don't know why but… you're the one doing this to me, you're the one who's making me feel this way.
Every time I'm around you I get this strange feeling this sick to my stomach feeling I just can't stand."

"Well that's not quite nice, to say I make you sick." Said Stiles. "especially since you just tried to kiss me."

"Stiles that's not what I meant." Said Derek. But Stiles was not listening,
he was to busy being distracted by the thought that replayed in his head.

"Tried to kiss me, tried to kiss me." Stiles thought to himself as he started to realize what had just almost happened.

"Stiles are you listening to me?" Derek asked noticing that Stiles seemed to be a little spaced out.

"Hun…um I have to go." Stiles said moving pas Derek.

"Stiles wait." Derek said as he grabbed Stiles pulling him back from the door. Just as he did the door swung open.

"I know I didn't knock first, but if I did you would have had more of a warning that I was here and would have escaped."
Said the girl who had just barged into the house, holding a big cap in her hand.

"Oh not now, go home." Said Derek still holding on to Stiles.

Stiles was looking confused, his whole day was confusing.

"Nope I'm not leaving until you give me what I want." Said the Girl.

"No!" Said Derek.

"But I bout you a vanilla frost smoothie." The Girl said reaching the arm with the drink in it out.

"No I don't want it." Said Derek.

"Hey don't you go to my school?" Stiles asked recognizing the girls face.

"Yeah I guess so, anyways here take it, you might just like it."

"No I won't." Said Derek.

"Why are you so complexed."

"Me complexed wow that's funny coming from the person who won't take no for an answer." Said Derek.

"Wow I didn't know you had a sense of humor."

Stiles snickered. And Derek gave him a glare.

"Look I don't have time to be dealing with the two of you. So leave." Said Derek.

"OK sure, bye." Stiles said as he tried to leave again, but was tugged back by Derek.

"Not you, her." Said Derek.

"How come he gets to stay and I have to go?" The girl said then looked at Stiles noticing Derek was holding Stiles by the wrist.

"Oooooh I get it, your a werewolf aren't you?" She said gesturing towards Stiles.

"No he's not." Said Derek.

"Then why… oh no fair, you were about to turn him weren't you."

Derek's grip tightened on Stiles, causing him to gasp. "Oww ow ow ow my wrist my wrist."

"Will you just go." Said Derek.

"Find, here just take it I don't want it." She said trying to give Derek the Drink, not noticing that the cap was lose.

"I don't want it." Derek said pushing it away.

"I don't care." She said thrusting her arm forward, cussing the contents to spill out. Well more like fly out right on to Derek.

Derek's eye's shut, and Stiles could hear him breathing out his nose.

"OK let's go." Stiles said turning the girl around and nudging her forward out the door,
after looking at Derek seeing he was obviously frustrated.

"I'll be back!" she called out. "I haven't giving up."

"What do you want from him?" Stiles asked.

"Hu what do you think, for him to turn me into a werewolf of course."

"How do you know he's a werewolf?" Stiles asked.

"He turned my brother." She replied.

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Derek pulled the now cold and sticky shirt over his head taking it off. "God she's annoying."
said Derek. "I'm going to have to do background checks next time."

He looked out the window seeing Stiles drive off. He then sighed bring his hands to his face like he was exhausted.
"Nathan!" Derek called out.

"Nathan where are you." Derek said as he turned around the corner, not seeing him there.

He then decided to go up stairs and check there. "Nathan where the hell are you."
Derek was walking down the hall when he saw his friend siting on the floor of a room he passed.
"Nathan what are you doing in here?" Derek said but Nathan had on head phones so he didn't hear a thing,
he didn't even know Derek was there.

Derek repeated his name again then noticed the head phones on his ears.
"Nathan what are you doing setting on the floor of Laura's room?" Derek Said after pulling a head phone out of his ear,
causing Nathan to jump then looked up not expecting to see him standing there. "Oh dude when did you get in here?"

"I been in here." Derek answered. "Why are you sitting in Laura's room listening to music?"

"Oh because the box is in here." Said Nathan.

"And why are you listening to music instead of getting the box?"

"Well the box is in that wall, and before you say anything yes I tried to get it out,
but it's like some kind of force field or something I can't break through. And for the music it's so I wouldn't hear it."

"Hear what?" Derek asked.

"You and Stttt…you know, the sound of me throwing things against the wall."
Nathan said hopping he would believe it. "now it's my turn to ask the questions.
Why are you not wearing a shirt?" Nathan asked.

"It got white sticky stuff on it." Derek said looking a little agitated.

Nathan frowned then looked a little disturbed when he let his imagination get the best of him.
"Eww you didn't have to pant me a picture."

"What do you mean, you asked so I told you. I mean it flew everywhere and not onl-"

"OK! ok that's enough." Nathan said cutting him off. "I don't need to know anymore."