So here is chapter two and to answer your question vampire Kayla I plan for this to be a multi chapter fic so hopefully lots more to come. Thank you for all the reviews so far. Please review they are always appreciated.

Chapter Two

DPOV

I woke up to my stomach growling as usual but when I looked around it took me a few moments to remember where I was. Dad, Simon and I just moved to the new house yesterday so I hadn't really gotten used to my new surroundings yet. I looked over at Simons bed to see him lying there snoring, sometimes I wonder how I mange to get any sleep while sharing a room with Simon but I guess I have got used to his snoring in the two years I have been living with him and dad.

After I got dressed I walked downstairs and into the kitchen to see dad sat at the table reading the paper and drinking his morning coffee, dad always says that he can't function before he's had at least two cups and that must be at least what he's had seeing as how a big bowl of cereal was already waiting for me on the table, hmm he must have heard me get up. Dad didn't bother to speak to me until I had finished my first bowl of cereal but as he was fixing me my second bowl he asked;

"So how did you sleep?" I think he probably knew the answer before he asked but I knew he still wanted me to answer.

"Not so good, too many new scents and sounds that I have to get used to" I told him honestly.

By the time Simon shuffled into the kitchen I had already finished my second bowl of cereal and was finishing up an apple, I'll probably be hungry again in about an hour. I always did have a big appetite but it has almost doubled the last few weeks, dad says it's because of my werewolf genes starting to kick in.

After breakfast I went outside to check out the perimeter, which is something my instincts were screaming at me to do. My dad had made sure that we got a house close to the woods knowing that the proximity seems to help me relax; I would have to thank him for that because the moment I stepped outside and caught sight of the trees my breathing instantly calmed. I began to walk down the porch steps and towards the trees when a scent hit me, one I thought I would never smell again, strawberries and apple pie. Before I could pinpoint where it came from the wind changed direction it disappeared, I shook my head and decided that I must have been imagining it, it wouldn't be the first time since I met her that I thought I smelled her or even once or twice I thought I saw her. I carried on walking towards the trees when I heard a giggle and I stopped dead in my tracks, I knew I didn't imagine that and I would recognise that giggle anywhere. I turned around in a circle trying to figure out where it came from and looked straight at next doors garden when I heard the giggle again. The fence was too high for me to look over without standing on something but as I was looking around for something I could stand on I noticed a metal connecting gate at the bottom of the garden just before you get to the trees. I hurried over to the gate as fast as I could and opened the gate, part of me noticed that it was stiff like it hadn't been used for years but the biggest part of me just wanted to know if it was her. I didn't want to go barging into some strange garden just in case it wasn't her so I just peeked my head around the corner.

That was when I heard her and I knew it was her through the open back door.

"D..daddy stop b..being s..silly" if there was one thing I found even more memorable than her giggle it has to be that cute little stutter. But I needed to see her just to be sure.

"Why don't you go play outside for a bit, I've got some calls I have to make for work" I sent a silent thank you to the man for sending her outside, now I would know for sure.

I stood there impatiently tapping my fingers on the fence while I waited for her to come outside. It seemed to take forever but I eventually heard her footsteps walking towards the back door. I sucked in a breath when I saw her, it was her, it was Chloe.

CPOV

Daddy was in a silly mood this morning but after breakfast he told me to go play outside so he can make some phone calls for work. I didn't argue because I actually wanted to be outside today, summer had just started and the weather was lovely especially at this time, not too hot and not too cold it is just right. I giggled to myself as I got my shoes on at my three bear's reference.

I walked out on the porch and closed my eyes in content as the sun warmed my face and knew that I probably had a big, goofy grin on my face. I guess it's a good job that nobody can see me; though as I thought that I suddenly had the feeling of being watched and my eyes snapped open.

I looked around the very long garden, using my hands to shield my eyes from the quickly brightening sun, but I couldn't see anyone. Then again I couldn't even see the bottom of the garden because it was in shadow from the really tall trees towering over the back fence. When I thought of the trees I realised I was being silly it was probably some nosey bird or something. I shrugged and walked to the middle of the grass deciding that I would practice my handstands and cartwheels. The only problem is that even though I enjoy doing summersaults and I'm actually pretty good at it but I'm also really clumsy so it's kind of inevitable that at some point I'm going to fall and land on my butt. And that's exactly what happened when I did a handstand, I managed to go up into a handstand but I must have done it too hard because I started to flip over, now this is when I would usually land in a crab to stop myself ending up with a bruised butt but at that moment I heard someone gasp and that distracted me so I landed in a heap on the grass.

As I sat up I heard someone running towards me and the only thing I could think was that I knew someone had been watching me before, but when that person spoke all thought ceased.

"Chloe are you okay? You didn't hurt yourself did you?"

I knew that voice; it was a voice I have wondered for two years now if I would ever hear again. I looked up and sure enough there he was, stood right in front of me wearing the exact same worried expression that he did when he had asked me why I was crying two years ago. But I had to be sure.

"D..Derek?" I asked, again hating my stutter.

He looked me right in the eyes and his lips quirked before he nodded but I knew it was him from the moment I saw his bright green eyes. I jumped up and through my arms around him squealing his name, he chuckled as he hugged me back. I think the sound of Derek's chuckle has now become one of my favourite sounds in the world.