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Eleven

After her first day at work, Rose was making her way home when she decided to get some gas. As she pulled into the gas station, Rose could make out Derek and his Camaro as well as the other hunters surrounding his car. She pulled in and got out of the car, making out the distinct lack of a window and the shattered glass on the ground.

"You okay?" she called out over the top of the car.

Derek shot her a look.

"Mr Argent, what are you doing here?" Rose asked him.

"I should ask you the same thing," he replied. "There's a curfew."

"Finishing work," she answered. "Had to get gas. Tell Allison I said hi."

Hearing his daughter's name, Chris Argent backed away from Derek.

Rose watched innocently as she filled the car up and the hunters retreated in the trucks. "I'll follow you home," she told him.

"I don't need you to follow me home," Derek growled.

Rose rolled her eyes. "It's because of my douchebag brother that the hunters know you're hear. I doubt they'll make a move with me following you. I'm not taking no as an answer."

"You're as stubborn as your brother," Derek pointed out.

Rose grinned. "Of course. One parts stubbornness, two parts sass and all around sexiness. I'm a McCall, Derek, I barely listen to my mother, what makes you think I'll listen to you?"

Derek groaned. "You're a pain in the ass."

She shrugged. "I'm often told that." Rose paid for the gas and hopped back into her car, she followed Derek all the way back to his house and once he was inside she turned around and headed home.

Her first afternoon at work had certainly been interesting. Some of the people that had arrested her in the past had stopped by to talk to her and see how everything was going. They seemed to be warmed up to the idea of Rose working there transferring the records over. Going through some of the old case files gave Rose a fair idea what she wanted to do with her life. Tomorrow at school she'd go speak to her guidance councillor about a career in forensic criminology. It was only the beginning of an idea but it was the only one that she had about any sort of future.

Rose climbed out of the car and traipsed inside. Scott was obviously still at work and so was her mum, leaving the entire house empty of all but here. She grinned and headed into her room to get in her pyjamas and at least try and get some homework done.

"Hello Kitty," Stiles smirked, "that's kind of sexy."

Rose laughed. "What are you doing here?"

"Dad's at work," Stiles shrugged. "Though I'd come and see my girlfriend." He was lying in her bed like he owned it flicking through her notebook.

Rose closed her door and leant a chair up against the wood so it wouldn't open. "That's sweet," she grinned.

"Stiles?" he laughed, showing her the page with hearts and stars and balloons all over it with his name in the middle. "This is really cute. I mean like insanely cute. You could colour this in a little and maybe frame it."

Rose snatched the note book out of his hands and tossed it across the room. "Maybe I will," she smirked, straddling his waist to kiss him. "It's just you and me tonight."

Stiles cleared his throat. "Really?"

"Relax," she smirked. "I'm not going to jump you…yet…too early for that. I'll settle for kissing and the obvious erection you have right now." Rose leant in and kissed him…there was a distinctive smell to Stiles that drove her absolutely crazy. "Caramels and spice…" she whispered, nuzzling into his neck.

"What?" Stiles smiled. One hand he hand running into her hair and the other hand gripped firmly on her ass.

"Caramels and rich spices," Rose repeated. "That's what you smell like to me," she smiled whilst she continued to nuzzle into his neck.

Stiles paused. "Are you scenting me?" he asked her.

"You bet your ass," Rose purred. She pulled back, Stiles could still hear that distinctive pure in her throat. She really was a bloody cat. "Stiles Stilinski…"

He grabbed both her wrists. "Don't say that word."

"But it's your real name," Rose objected.

"I don't like it," Stiles answered. He leant in to continue kissing her before pulling him back so they were resting on her pillows.

The two of them rolled over so that Rose was underneath him. "Would you ever take the bite?" Rose suddenly asked him.

Stiles pulled back. "You mean be like you?"

"Or Scott," she answered.

Scott shrugged. "I don't know…ask me again in a couple months."

Rose sighed. "I'm just worried that if he finds me that Andre will force me to go with him. Without a pride or a pack or a claim he can make me go with him." She wrapped her arms around his neck. "And I don't want to go…not after everything I've accomplished. I've just gotten back."

Stiles lay down next to her and pulled her in for a hug. "You're not going anywhere, Rose McCall…I promise. Scott won't let you go either."

Rose buried herself into the nook of his arm. "Stay," she whispered.

"Not going anywhere," he smiled.

She grinned and closed her eyes.

"Caramel and spices?" Stiles asked her. "Really? I smell like candy?"

Rose giggled. "Yup…yummy candy…" She rolled around so that they were facing each other. "I'm going to eat you all up."

Stiles paused and cleared his throat. "Man…Rose…" He kissed her.

Rose smiled.

As they kissed, there came a loud thumping on the bedroom door. "Can you two stop it?" Scott growled. "It's bad enough."

Rose chuckled. "Hello to you to Scott."

"Hey Scott," Stiles waved at the door.

"Hey, Stiles," Scott growled and stormed into his bedroom.

Rose laughed. "What time does your dad finish work?"

Stiles shrugged. "No clue. These days with all the 'animal' attacks he's busy as."

"Cool," she grinned, "you can stay for a while. At least until I fall asleep." Rose closed her eyes and listened the sound of Stile's heartbeat and his particular scent.