Justin looked pained, and it hurt me to see him upset, but he had severely pissed me off. He wasn't getting away from this that easy. He was going to have to apologies for accusing me of cheating. I guess he just can't understand I love him more than anything.

I guess I had been thinking a lot about Justin because before I knew it class was over. In what seemed like minuets, the day ended. I felt like a broken zombie walking around with humans, like I shouldn't be here. I put my things in my locker without even thinking about it. I looked around to see where I was to find Stiles. I walked over to him, knowing I needed to apologies. Just because Justin is a jerk doesn't mean I have to be.

"Hey Stiles. Look, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for not telling you about Lydia and Scott, but I just didn't feel it was my place. You're both my friends and I just didn't want to hurt either of you." Stiles smiled at me and hugged me.

"Thanks for saying sorry. It means a lot. And I understand why you did it. And I don't hate Scott for it either. It was the full moon doing it to him. He has no interest in Lydia, and I know it. He's too in love with Allison. Speaking of love, how are you and Justin?" I found small tears leaving my eyes, and I wiped them away with my sleeve.

"Oh, so that's how it's going. What the hell did he do?" I started laughing in a sarcastic way at the absurdity of it.

"He claimed I was cheating." Stiles' jaw dropped.

"With who? It's obvious you love Justin." I looked into his eyes and whispered a name.

"Derek." This time, Stiles was angry.

"Look, Derek's not my favorite person by far, but Justin need to give the guy a break! He always thinks Derek it trying to be better than him. It's gettin' kinda old, especially if it hurts you like this."

"Yeah, he seems to think of Derek as an older, better brother. I only think of Derek as a friend that I have a lot in common with. Speaking of Derek, hows he enjoying status as a criminal?"

"Not at all. He's actually at my house now because the police are stalking his house at the moment. He's really pissed about the whole thing." I laughed at this, and Stiles continued. "Hey Aideen, do you want to come over? I have a new lead and I think we should check it out."

I nodded. "I might help me keep my mind off things." With that, Stiles and I headed to his Jeep. We took the quick drive to his house and we went up to his room. Stiles went over to his computer and I looked around for Derek. When I looked behind the door, I found him. He was pointing at the door to alert me of something. Stiles turned around and went out of the door to say something to his dad. Derek and I said nothing to each other while Stiles spoke to his father. We didn't want to draw attention to our presence.

Soon, Stiles came back in, and Derek slammed him against the door. "If you say anything!"

"Oh yeah, what am I going to say? 'Help, dad! Derek Hale's in my room! Bring your gun.' My house, my rules." Derek nodded at the teen, and backed off. I rolled my eyes, Stupid boys with their testosterone. I flopped onto Stiles' bed to sit down.

"Ok, you know how Jackson, Allison and Lydia got a text with Scott's name on it to come to the school that night?" Stiles asked. We both nodded.

"Well, Scott didn't send it."

"What? Who did, then?" I asked. Stiles just shrugged.

"That's what I was thinking, and I think I have the guy who can find out for me. I'm going to go call him. I'll be right back." With that, Stiles went to go call his friend, leaving Derek and myself alone, which was now a little awkward.

"So... Justin and I broke up," I said to break the ice. It felt so weird saying it. Like it wasn't even possible. Derek's expression didn't change.

"Why? What happened?"

"Do you really want to know? He said I had cheated on him... with you." At this, I saw surprise on his face for the first time. He sat down in a chair next to the bed.

"He should know I would never have a chance with you. You're too involved with him. And though I find you pretty and smart and different, I could never be with a hunter."

"Why? What's so bad about hunters? We're not all bad." I asked. I ignored the fact that he just kind of said he liked me so that I could find out what his problem is.

"Look, it's old history, but because of what I put you a Justin through, I'll tell you. I was in a relationship with a hunter once. She betrayed me, and killed my family. That's why I can never fully trust a hunter again. She told me she loved me the day the house was burned, and I said it back and meant it. Kate Argent destroyed my trust in others. But to be honest, you and Justin are the closest I am to trusting people. I have never told anyone about her, not even Justin or Laura."

My heart broke for him. He had been so honest and open with me. I knew how horrid Kate was, but I never thought it was this bad. It made the guilt from the day we went to Derek's house even worse. The things she had said to him, after the relationship he thought they had before. I took his hand in mine, squeezing it to reassure him.

"Derek, thank you for sharing that with me. And I have so much respect for you, but I love Justin, even if he doesn't love me anymore. I know that he and your sister were close, and I know he is suffering to this day from her loss. I just want him to be happy. I would do anything for him. I mean, I know Kate probably said things like that to you, but I really mean it."

"Does he really miss Laura? It just seems like he moved on really fast. I want him to be happy too, but it makes me feel like he didn't care that much about Laura." Derek looked so sad and hurt, I knew I had to be honest with him.

"He did care for her, and in another way, he still does. The night I found out what Justin was, I found him just outside of a grave where she was buried. He had left her flowers. She is still on his mind, Derek. Just because people die, doesn't mean they leave us for good. My sister won't leave me until I kill her murderer. The only werewolf I intend to kill at the moment." Derek looked up to me at the mention of my past. I think he was a little surprised that Justin still loved Laura.

Before we could continue our conversation, Stiles came back in with Danny, the gay goalie. I smiled and waved at Danny, while Derek ignored them and picked up a book. Stiles then told Danny what we needed, and Danny didn't want any part of it. He just wanted to do his homework. Sadly, I wasn't going to be able to... persuade him like I usually do. But both Stiles and I knew someone who can.

"Who is that, again?" Danny asked, tilting his head at Derek. Stiles' mouth flopped for a moment before he came up with something.

"Uh, it's my cousin, Miguel." Derek lifted his eyes from the book long enough to shoot Stiles a warning glance.

"And he has blood on his shirt... why?" Now it was my turn to piss off Derek.

"He get's really bad nosebleeds. It's horrible, really. Uh, Miguel, why don't you borrow one of Stiles' shirts?" This time, Derek did an out right glare at me before slamming his book closed and stripped his shirt. I couldn't was I wasn't impressed. Derek is very attractive, but the hole in my heart could only be filled by one person.

After trying to find a shirt, Derek gave up. "Stiles, this no fit," He growled, pulling the shirt tight. Stiles rolled his eyes while Danny's got bigger. He was obviously checking him out, and Stiles knew it.

"Then try another one," Stiles hissed at the werewolf. Derek just looked at Danny awkwardly before turning around and looking for another shirt.

"So, Danny, what about that one?" Stiles asked the other teen when Derek finished squeezing into a blessedly tight shirt with horrid stripes. Danny looked away blushing before he replied that it wasn't Derek's color. I was barley holding in giggles when Derek rolled his eyes and stripped that top as well.

Stiles whispered something to Danny to which he replied that Stiles is a terrible person. "So, about that text," Stiles replied.

"Stiles, none of these fit," Derek snarled now reaching his limit. Danny was very ok with this situation and started working on tracing the text. I went over to help out Derek in more ways then one. To prove to Danny that Miguel is totally strait, I pulled the baggy black shirt over his head for him, trailing my fingers over his chest, and then I placed a small kiss on his rough cheek when Danny was peeking over. Derek just stood in shock for a moment as I went to reclaim my place on the bed. Second glance at him showed him smiling for the first time without pain behind his eyes. Justin and I are done, so that wasn't cheating. Plus, he asked for it.

A few moments later, Danny had something. We all crowded around him as we found out that the text came from Scott's mom's computer. We all said the same curse words at the same time. We sent Danny packing and flooded out to Stiles's jeep. I rode in the back and let the guys sit up front. When we got to the hospital, Scott called. Stiles put the phone on speaker.

We learned that so far, the necklace was a dead end. Scott wanted to know where we were, but we just told him we were checking on a lead.

"I'll see you later. Tell my dad I'll be there. Ok, bye." Stiles ended the cal, and I could tell he was upset about missing the game tonight. Derek could too.

"You're not going to make it," he said.

"I know."

"And you didn't tell him about his mom," I added.

"I know! But I can't. Not until we get some answers." I understood the feeling of being in the middle. Suddenly, I noticed a wicked glint in Derek's eye.

"Oh Stiles? One more thing." With that, he slammed his head into the wheel. Stiles gasped and held his head.

"What the hell was that for?"

"You KNOW what that was for." Derek hissed back, pointing a finger at him. I started laughing in the backseat, slightly fearing for my own safety.

"Well, why don't you attack her? She's the one who told you to change shirts?" Now I smacked Stiles on the back of the head and he yelped.

"Because she made up for it. And only a prick hits a girl unless she's trying to kill him," Derek explained, "Now go. Go!" Stiles opened his door and fell out. Then he made his way to the hospital.

"Aideen, about the kiss. I know you did it to make that one guy back off. But the thing is, I see why Justin cares about you so much. In so many ways, you're like Laura. You're smart, kind, strong, and very pretty. And so, for you and Justin, I'm going to try to think of you like her. Like my sister. Almost as if I have another chance with her. Is that ok with you?" I was starting to tear up. I knew how he felt, and I was touched he felt that way about me. I nodded and hugged him. He pulled his arms around me and I could smell the leather of his jacket. Suddenly, our moment was broken by his phone ringing.

"Derek, there's no one here," Stiles complained on the other end. Derek rolled his eyes.

"Look for Nancy, my uncle's nurse. She'll help you."

"Hate to break it to you, but she's nor here... And neither is your uncle..."

"What? That's impossible! Unless... Stiles get out of there RIGHT NOW! It's him! He's the alpha!" Suddenly a a new voice broke the silence on the other side of the line.

"So you must be Stiles." With that, the line went dead. Derek and I shot out of the car, running as fast as possible to get to our friend. I felt my stomach wounds hurt a little from the activity of running, but I ignored it. Derek noticed me wince a little, and he shot me a caring look.

"Are you packing?" He asked.

I bent down and pulled both knives out of my boots, not stopping to do it. "Always."

With that, we broke through the doors and weaved our way through the halls to find Stiles. He was between a nurse and Derek's uncle, mumbling about how he was going to die. I clutched my knives. Derek got to the scene just before me and he jammed his elbow into the nurses face, knocking her out cold.

"That wasn't very nice, Derek. I'll teach you some manners." Before I could do anything about it, Peter had me around the neck. I squirmed to get away, but I couldn't. I ended up sinking a knife into his thigh, but he still didn't let go.

"Feisty, are we? Just like Laura. Does that bother you, hunter? To be compared to a werewolf? I hope so." Derek snarled, and his eyes turned a wild blue and his fangs exposed.
"Oh, do you feel protective over her? What will you do if I do this?" He shoved me to the ground and placed his boot on my stomach, adding pressure with his heel to the cut. It hurt like hell, but I bit my tongue to keep Derek calm. It didn't work and he was still pissed. Stiles had taken the opportunity to run, and I prayed he'd gone for help.

"Let her go! Now!" Peter just shook his head.

"Now, Derek. This is all about manners in the first place. All demanding will do is this," He pushed his heel deeper, causing blood to escape me. I screamed out in pain. It was too much for me to handle, and Derek saw how much blood I was loosing. Peter was killing me and making Derek feel the guilt.

"Please, let her go." Derek said this through gritted teeth, He never liked to give in.

"Better, but this time, be a good boy and beg." He let up a little pressure on me, but I would take it back if he would stop the mind games with Derek.

The werewolf on my side sank to his knees. With his head drooped low in submission, he looked defeated. "Please, let her go. Kill me. Not her. She's innocent."

"Innocent? She's killed our kind before. You must truly care about her. Maybe I should end your conflicting emotions..." I saw claws grow from his fingers and I prepared for my death. I didn;t want Derek to die. I couldn't even think about it.

With the new threat to my life, Derek shot forward and attacked his uncle. I already knew how this was going to go. Derek is strong and a very good fighter, but he wasn't thinking strait. His uncle is also stronger and didn't have emotions in the fight.

I was too hurt to do anything as I watched Peter drag Derek down the hall by his neck. It hurt me to see him not able to fight back. Peter dropped him to get something from the nurse. Derek tried to fight back, throwing punches that did nothing. Peter tossed him through the glass of the reception desk. I could see him attempting to crawl away from the monster into another room. I wasn't going to be able to help in the state I was in, but I could go get help. I had to get Justin. I got up and stumbled my way to the car where Stiles was trying to call someone on the phone desperately.

"Aideen! You're alive! is Derek ok?" I shook my head.

"We need to go get my Ex."