Alright so here's the new chapter, I wrote it from A different point of view so tell me if you like it better.
special note: skytara you wanted more Derek and Annabelle interaction well here you have it, a whole chapter with nothing but Derek and Annabelle.
disclaimer: I don't own teen wolf.
enjoy!
Derek didn't know why he'd moved her to the bed, but he'd figured it was more comfortable than the burnt couch.
He'd give her an hour to sleep, she looked like she'd needed it, she had tried looking awake when Derek woke her up but it was obvious to him that the girl was in desperate need of a break.
He didn't show it but he had an odd sense of respect for her; after she found out her parents were against their kind she didn't go crying to his, granted she lashed out and broke his hand, but he would've done worse given his temper. Then there was the case of Scott, she didn't have to but she tried to protect him, tired to keep him out of the alpha mess, even going so far as to putting herself in his place, she was loyal, and that was a trait that he respected.
She moved slightly, stretching herself out on the much bigger bed, he could smell her friend on her, Stiles, it was the same scent he'd smelt when he first saw the three in the woods, she smelt the way the earth does after it rains, clean and pure, then came the hint of freshness, the cool, mint, she smelt like eucalyptus.
It was strange to him, most girls he'd been around had a floral scent, hers was outdoorsy, it called his attention, everything about Anna called his attention, and no matter how hard he tried to ignore her and focus on his task he found himself pulled right back in.
Pulled in my her wit, her strange charm, the forbidden pleasure that came with being so close to a hunter, he told himself he was getting close to her just to find the alpha, but it was a lie that not even he believed, and sooner or later he'd have her, he'd take her so that neither Stiles or Scott could touch her.
"Anna, wake up." It's the first time he's actually said her name aloud. She mumbled something about extra time and pulled the blanket over her head.
"Annabelle, get up, you need to start training." He said pulling the blanket away from her. She groaned once more and reached out, pulling him on to the bed with her.
"Annabelle." He called her name out multiple times but each time she'd just mumble and put a tighter grip on him. "Annabelle, come on you need to get up, this is getting kind of awkward." He said more to himself rather than the sleeping girl. Her eyes fluttered open slightly and then widened dramatically as she realized what she was doing and pushed him off the bed; he landed on the floor with a heavy thump and a loud groan.
"Sorry." She said quickly pulling herself off of the bed and reaching to help the older wolf. "I probably should have warned you, once I'm out, I'm out, it'll take a miracle to wake me up." She said chuckling lightly, the older wolfs expression didn't change and she stopped laughing.
"So, in training, what are we doing?" She asked, he rolled his eyes at her for no apparent reason and led her to the front yard.
"What time is it?" She asked looking up at the moon.
"Almost three." He said looking briefly at his watch.
"Derek you woke me up at twelve, why'd you let me sleep an two hours?" She asked, stretching her arms above her head causing her shirt to lift revealing her flat stomach.
Derek tensed slightly, he'd thought she'd looked peaceful sleeping, and seeing how he hadn't seen emotion besides anger out of the girl he'd left her like that. "You looked like you needed the break." He said trying to act as casually as possible.
Her heart rate quickened. "So you felt pity." She wasn't asking, but she was getting angry, Annabelle was proud, never wanting to admit her faults, the only one she would ever apologize to was Stiles, and even that was rare.
"Yeah, I guess." He said still focusing on sounding normal and not stalkerish. "Well next time just wake me up when you say you will alright, no breaks." She said strictly, he looked at her strangely.
"Alright, suit yourself, from here on out no breaks." He shrugged before lunging at her sending her toppling backwards.
"What the hell!" She shouted pushing him off of her. "Try not to turn." That was all he said before throwing her across the lawn. "If this is the way you teach, buddy, I've got some major suggestions for you." She said dusting herself off. He lunged at her once more and she dodged out of the way, he caught her by the ankle and dragged her back and forth across the lawn before she managed to break free and elbow him in the gut.
He groaned and bent forward, she quickly pulled herself up and kneed him in the jaw, sending him into the dirt. He set his jaw and pulled himself up grabbing her by the waist he threw her into the wall she'd caused a crater in earlier that week.
"Son of a-" she didn't get to finish her sentence as she had to roll away before he landed on her. She backed herself against the wall as she lost sight of him. "Listen to your body." His voice came from somewhere above before it echoed around the room. "Pay attention to you senses." He called out, the house gave his words an eerie feel.
Annabelle closed her eyes allowing her body to take over, she heard the creaking above her and ducked just in time, he'd landed in the exact spot she'd been standing. "Are you trying to kill me? I was under the impression you need me alive!" She shouted at him, he chuckled.
"I've still got Scott, you're just extra." He said purposely pushing her buttons. She growled and transformed, he let out a heavy sigh, a slashed into her arm.
"Son of a bitch." She gripped her arm watching as it healed before her very eyes, in her few days as a wolf she'd yet to see that. "I told you not to turn." He said in an almost reprimanding tone. "I don't like being told I'm extra." She growled out, he smirked. "Why do you think I said it? You're not supposed to turn." He said in an almost 'duh' manner.
"Now get up, you're the one who said no breaks, hurry up we don't have time for anymore of your mistakes." He she he eyes flashed blue before she shut them tightly and opened them after a few seconds.
"Better, but that'll still give you away when your family starts hunting you." He said, deep down she knew he was only saying this to make her tough, to protect her, to help her so that she'd help him, but the more shallow part of her wanted to rip his head off. They continued his way for about two hours before she was able to take full control of her temper, at least while fighting.
"Alright now lets try something new, focus on a memory, something strong, this'll help you later on when you're dealing with the transformation. It can be good or bad, with me it's anger, but it doesn't have to be that, just try to find something that'll make you feel alright, something to keep you grounded." He said she closed her eyes and her mind automatically just to her sister, the one who was dead, who the doctors had told her was a dead girl walking.
The memory brought tears to her eyes, Derek looked at her sadly, he hated having to do this, because in the two hours he'd heard a lot of her sarcasm and wit and he'd strangely become attached to her.
"Alright, stay calm, don't let your heartbeat rise, not even a little bit." He said softly, nodded and prepared herself.
"You're the cause of everything bad, you're the reason your brother left, the reason your sister's dead. Stiles hates you, he thinks you're a science project gone wrong, he might actually be right." Derek went on harshly, listening to her heartbeat which was uneven, but her features were still human, meaning she wasn't letting herself turn. It took her no more than thirty minutes before she was able to keep her heart at a steady pace.
"Alright, we'll continue this tomorrow, you can go back to sleep." He said, he knew what she said no more breaks, but after what he just put her threw he figured he kind of owed it to her.
"You know I didn't mean any of it right?" He said as he led her up the stairs, her eyes were shining from the tears that never fell. "Yeah, it just brought back a lot." She said, he wanted to apologize but he couldn't, he knew that it'd make her mad.
"Who's blanket is this?" She asked as she tucked herself into the bed. "It's mine." He said, she quickly removed the blanket from where she'd been inhaling the scent.
"Oh, then whose room is this?" She asked. "It's mine." He said starting to feel a little uncomfortable. "It's the only room that's still standing." He said quickly trying to justify his actions.
"Where are you sleeping?" She asked feeling a little guilty about taking his bed. "I'm not." He said, she noticed the slight tiredness in his voice. "That's stupid, there's more than enough room." She said grabbing his arm and pulling him on to the bed next to her, the bed groaned under their combined weight.
"It's fine, I don't have to sleep." He argued, she rolled over pulling him under her. "I know the effects lack of sleep has on the human body, it makes you moody for one thing, and trust me, judging by your personality you need to make up on some serious sleep debt." She said pinning him down, he glared at her slightly, not sure wether to be insulted or touched by what she said.
He sighed, "Fine, I'll sleep, now can you get off of me?" He asked taking a grip of her waist to pull her off. "Nope," she said slapping his hands away harshly. "I don't trust you. Now sleep." She said getting comfortable on too of him. He sighed, he could have easily pushed her off of him and gone to sleep on the couch, but he didn't want to, part of him wanted to let someone in, to let her in, but could he fully trust her?
When Annabelle woke up she was laying face to face next to Derek, with his arms around her waist. She pulled arms free from where they were pinned to his chest. She blinked multiple times glaring slightly at the penetrating sunlight. She looked at Derek, he looked calm, not worried or angry, which was surprising to her because anger and irritation had been all she'd ever seen on the man's face.
She broke free of his arms and went to the kitchen, or rather what was left, she wasn't sure what had caused more damage; the fire or their fights. She looked through the cabinets, looking for some sort of nourishment.
Upstairs Derek awoke, looking for Annabelle, maybe he shouldn't have held her that close, he thought as he looked at his watch; twelve in the afternoon, maybe she'd left. He heard shuffling downstairs, she was looking for food, he knew she wouldn't find any, he always went out to eat. He walked downstairs grabbing his jacket from where he'd thrown it on the floor.
He saw her standing on the counter looking through the highest cabinet. "You're not gonna find any food here." He said startling her, she quickly regained her balance, using the cabinet door for support.
"Well thanks for giving me a heart attack." She said glaring at him from above. "Nothing like a good case of cardiac arrest to wake you up." She said sarcastically.
He rolled his eyes at her sarcasm, he'd found that when he didn't say anything she'd usually shut up. "So what's for breakfast?" She asked jumping down from the counter gracefully.
"Lunch." He corrected and she checked her phone. "Lunch." She agreed. "Alright, come on, you like burgers?" He asked retrieving his keys from his pocket. She looked at him with raised eyebrows. "What?" He asked confused.
"Honey, you're looking at a girl who can eat a whole pizza by herself, yes, I like burgers." She said picking up her shoes from the hallway.
"Well some girls like salads." He said walking out the door. "Darling, you give me a salad and I'll dump it down your pants." She said following him out. He laughed and got in the car.
They drove to the nearest burger joint and sat down.
"Are you sure your parents won't be here?" He asked almost worriedly, and it was justified; to them he was a known wolf, and they were hunters, if he was seen with their daughter he'd be dead in an instant.
"Positive, they're health freaks, they wouldn't be caught dead putting something like this in their bodies." She said confidently taking a bite out of her burger. "And as a daughter of two health nuts your biggest achievement is eating a whole pizza by yourself." Derek said she grinned proudly. "Two, and I still had room for dessert." His eyes widened and he grinned. "You are so weird." He said. "Says the stalker." She shot back. "You've got a point." He said making them both laugh.
"Miss. Venatrix, I see you're sick with the stomach flu as Mr. Stilinski said." She froze turning to see her chemistry teacher.
"Mr. Harris, I see you also needed a break from the dull atmosphere you create in your room." She said, smiling.
"No, it's lunch hour, but I'm sure it's easy to forget what time it is when you're on a date." He said looking over to the wolf. "Aw, don't worry Mr. H, I've still got eyes only for you." She said straightening his jacket, he slapped her hands away.
"You saw that right Derek." She said turning her attention to her mentor whose hands went into fists the second she touched Harris. "Yeah." He said calming himself down.
"Now you've laid hands on me." She said smugly. Harris ground his teeth. "I'll see you in class on Monday." He said angrily and walked out with his lunch.
"What was that?" Annabelle asked after Harris left. "What was what?" Derek asked playing dumb. "You were angry." She responded mimicking his 'duh' tone from earlier.
"I don't know." He lied, she rolled her eyes. "Fine, don't tell me." She said.
"I'll tell you if you answer one question, deal?" He asked sticking out his hand. "Deal." She said eagerly accepting.
"Alright, why are your eyes blue?" He asked, she looked at him confused. "I don't know what do blue eyes mean?" She asked.
Derek let out a heavy sigh, "It means you've killed an innocent." He said she froze, she didn't want to go there.
So now if you guys have kept up with season three you now know a little bit more about Derek and you know even more about Annabelle.