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"Give me this one last fighting chance to crash the wall I'll get to you.

You are a war worth dying for tonight.

Give me this one last fighting chance to be the kid that caved you in

It'd be so easy to lose myself to you."

The Quiet

"Take one step closer, and say goodbye to your reproductive organ." I growled as Derek stalked towards me his hands held in a position to tickle, and a wide grin on his face.

How we got to this I wasn't really sure. One minute we'd been baking cookies together for our Library party and the next he was coming at me with egg germ infested hands. He'd washed them, but now he was coming for me with his clean hands.

I held my spatula out in front of me like it was a weapon and stared him down. I would not be tickled without a fight; I'd spent too many years on my living room floor getting the crap tickled out of me when I was a kid by my Dad and my brother.

"Aw, come on Hallie." Derek smirked as he backed me into the corner of the kitchen.

Shit, I was trapped. His smirk broadened and he advanced even as I waved the spatula at him. I threw it at him, but it just hit his chest and fell to the floor. Well, so much for that.

His hands were just about to strike when a saw someone appear in the doorway of the kitchen.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Paul growled.

Thank God! Derek whipped around and I took my opportunity to get away from him. Or at least I thought I was getting away. Instead Paul grabbed me and swung me over his shoulder.

"Here, now you have better access." Paul chuckled.

"No! What the hell!?" I yelled as I banged my fists on Paul's very nice and firm butt.

"Don't hurt yourself Hallie." He stated right before I felt Derek's hands start to poke into my side.

My laughter was immediate; the bastard knew all the right spots to get me. I bet Kevin told him, the traitor. I would remember that the next time they needed a babysitter at the last moment. Laughing while thrown over someone's shoulder wasn't exactly a nice feeling; in fact it kind of hurt.

"Stop!" I shrieked.

But it didn't stop, not until the timer on the oven beeped. Derek pulled away his hands and Paul set me back down so I could take the cookies out. Of course, dangle food in a man's face and they would do anything. I stomped over to the oven and took the cookies out.

"If you two think you're getting any, then you're sorely mistaken." I grumbled as I slid them off the sheet to cool.

"What if I told you that I broke things off with Bridgett last night?" Derek asked hopefully.

"I'd say here, have a cookie." I smiled as I handed him one.

"How is that fair?" Paul asked as he placed his warm and very distracting hands on my hips.

I wouldn't let him affect me; I would just think about cotton candy and unicorns. But all thoughts of unicorns flew from my mind as his lips descended on my neck and licked my pulse point. I heard a fake gag sound and Derek's footsteps as he left the kitchen.

"I think you should give me one." He whispered against my neck.

"They're for the library thingy." I hardly managed to get out.

"Can't I just have one?"

I would have been okay, but then he had to go and start sucking on my neck. My breathing hitched and my hands moved of their own accord as I handed him a cookie. I could feel his smile on my neck as he took the cookie from my hand. He kissed my neck one more time before he pulled away and shoved the entire cookie in his mouth.

"So when is this library thing?" He asked.

"Tomorrow night after work and it's just for employees and board members. So don't even ask."

"I wasn't going to ask."

"What are you doing tomorrow night?"

"Patrol." He replied. "I guess Jared has stopped phasing for good now, and Sam has for a while. So, that means that I'm the oldest one left that still phases."

"Are you the alpha then?" I whispered, not wanting Derek to over hear anything.

"No, Jacob is. But I've been phasing longer than him." He shrugged. "But one day when we have children I won't phase anymore."

I gulped and felt my face flush red. He had said 'our' children so sure of himself. Sure, I knew that we would be together forever, but we had just started having a relationship. I didn't want to rush things; that freaked me out.

"Why do you look like I just killed a puppy?" Paul questioned as his hands settled on my hips once again.

"I…um…yeah."

He chuckled, "Did what I say scare you?"

I nodded lamely. I felt like such an idiot; I really did.

"You know that I won't make you do or think about things until you're ready right?"

"Yeah."

He smiled, "Good…well I have to go."

He placed a kiss on my forehead before he released his hold on me and left the kitchen. I heard him say goodbye to Derek on his way out and the door close behind him.

***

The party was lame, besides the food and watching Kate and Derek flirt. I was on my third cookie as I sat at one of the tables and watched the two of them laughing over something she said. I smiled in satisfaction; I knew Derek thought with his other brain sometimes.

There were a bunch of old people here and that equaled boring. I bet right now Paul was running through the forest, the wind in his fur; howling happily with his buddies. I just wanted out of here.

Derek was grinning as we walked into the house after two hours of that boring party, but it hadn't exactly been boring for him. It seemed that I was the only one that suffered tonight, but that was alright because Derek was actually being intelligent again.

"Good night, Derek." I smirked as I shoved past him in the hall to our rooms.

"Wipe that smug smirk off your face."

"Sleep tight!" I called over my shoulder as I walked into my room and shut the door behind me.

I didn't bother to flick on the lights as I pulled off my shirt and pants. My eyes were sleepy and I didn't want to make them spazz out by turning on the bright light. I headed over towards where my pajamas were piled on the end of my bed, but as I reached out in the dark they were nowhere to be found.

"Looking for these?"

I jumped and covered up myself the best I could with my limbs, but I knew it was useless. His extra human senses had probably already allowed him to see me perfectly in my matching polka dot underwear and bra.

"Give those here, you pervert."

He chuckled, "I prefer you this way."

"It's cold!" I cried.

I could practically hear the smug grin in his voice as he replied: "I'll keep you warm."

"Paul." I warned.

"Fine."

My pajamas hit me in the face and I wasted no time throwing the shirt over my head and pulling my pants up.

"I like your underwear by the way." Paul laughed as I crawled into bed.

"You're an ass."

His arm shot out and gathered me against his body. The warmth radiating off of his skin felt wonderful against my chilled flesh. With a laugh he rolled onto his back, bringing me on top of him. His laughter ceased when he realized just what position we were in. My breasts were smashed right up against his chest, and our legs were intertwined.

I lifted my gaze to his and gasped at the fire that was burning in his chocolaty depths. I only had a brief second to think about how vulnerable I was before his lips came over mine. Then I didn't care. I moaned as his tongue slipped into my mouth to join mine and as his hot hands traveled up under my shirt to trace patterns over my flesh.

His hand moved farther up as I speared my fingers through his silky hair and his mouth traveled down the side of my neck. I could feel him fumbling around with the clasp of my bra, but I didn't really care. I barely registered the fact that it was undone until his hand slid around to my front and cupped me.

"What's all the noise going on in—I'll just be going." Derek muttered before he turned around and closed the door behind him.

I bolted upright, my face burning. Paul, on the other hand, looked very proud of himself. With as much dignity as I could muster I pulled my bra out from under my shirt and threw it to the floor before I rolled off of Paul.

"I'm going to sleep now." I stated, my gaze directed at the ceiling.

"Alright, I'll stay with you." He replied, as he pulled me back into his arms.

I wanted to fight back, but his warmth felt so good. He kissed the top of my head and I slowly felt my eyes drift shut for a very comfortable night's sleep.

***

I was stuck at the circulation desk today. Not that I didn't enjoy dealing with cranky old ladies, but I'd rather be amongst the books. I'd rather breath in the smell of old paper than the overwhelming smell of Mrs. Perkins and her nauseating perfume that she always wore too much of.

Finally, around two, things slowed down and I went in the back to grab a drink of water and a bite to eat. I knew there were cookies back there and I wanted to get some before Derek and Kate ate them all. Speaking of the two of them…I hadn't seen them since around lunch time.

I smiled when I saw that there was one cookie left; perfect. I grabbed it and took a huge bite before anyone could suddenly appear and challenge me for the cookie, like Derek usually did. My cookie was almost gone when I heard a crashing sound from Derek's office. Jeez, did he climb on his book shelves again? I'd told him a million times to get a step ladder.

"Derek, what did I tell you—"

Well it seemed I was returning the favor from the other night. Derek had Kate pushed up against the wall; her legs wrapped around his waist, and their lips fused together. They jumped apart at the sound of my voice and turned to me with guilty expressions.

I couldn't help but smile like an idiot, "You guys really shouldn't be doing that here. Save it for later okay?"

Then with that I walked out of the office happily munching on what was left of my cookie.