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Yeah, I'd rather be a lover than a fighter
'Cause all my life, I've been fighting
Never felt a feeling of comfort
All this time, I've been hiding
And I never had someone to call my own, oh nah
I'm so used to sharing
Love only left me alone
But I'm at one with the silence

I found peace in your violence
Can't tell me there's no point in trying
I'm at one, and I've been quiet for too long
I found peace in your violence
Can't tell me there's no point in trying
I'm at one, and I've been silent for too long

Silence by Marshmello

Derek and I didn't end up making it to the apartment. After pulling off down a dirt road and getting down and dirty in the car we headed towards the hospital to check on the bus driver.

"You coming in with me?" He asked. I contemplated it for a moment.

"No. I'm gonna make some calls see what I can find out about the mating mark. Mellissa's working tonight. I don't want her getting suspicious." He nodded. He pulled the keys out and handed them to me pointing a finger in my face.

"No smoking in the car." I rolled my eyes, but nodded none the less. I'm not a child. He exited the vehicle and took off inside. Opening my door, I stepped out and leaned against the car pulling out a cigarette and lighting it taking a long drag before pulling my phone out. I scrolled through my contacts before finding the one I need.

"Hey Cora. What's up?" Sam answered. I smiled.

"I've got a secret mission for you Sasquatch." I could imagine the eye roll I received for that one.

"What do you need? Why don't you ask Dean?" I took a drag thinking about how to word it before answering.

"Mm… I'd rather Dean be kept out of the loop on this one. Uncle Bobby too."

"What the hell's going on?" I sighed.

"I need you to tell me what you know about werewolf mating bites." Sam was silent for a moment.

"Cora? Why do you need to know about mating bites?" I took another drag and pinched the bridge of my nose.

"Don't judge me Samantha. We didn't mean for it to happen. Neither of us are sure what happened. Derek and I… We were… You know… And I don't know. I was so caught up in the moment I didn't even realize he was losing control, next thing I know I wake up a few hours later and I've been claimed. He's never even felt the urge to claim someone."

"Jesus Cora. This is some heavy shit. Are you okay?" I threw the butt of my cigarette down and stomped it out.

"I don't know. I mean. Yeah. It's Derek, Sam." He blew out a breath.

"There's a difference between having feelings for someone, then there is being tethered to someone for the rest of your life. The only way to get rid of a claim is for one of you to die." I let out a humorless chuckle.

"I know Sam. I also know that most mated pairs are wolf/wolf. Not wolf/human. I know that a bond develops to the point that they can feel each other's emotions, and find each other no matter where the other is. But I don't know if it's the same with interspecies couples or not. I also always thought it was a choice. Not an instinct thing. So, I'm just really confused."

"Well I don't know much more than you. You were always the wolf expert. I'll do some looking and see what I can find. You're going to have to tell them eventually though. Dean especially."

"I know. I just. I want to figure it out first. Thank you, Sam." I told him before hanging up. I turned to get back into the car just as Derek was approaching. He had a look of anger and confusion on his face. He didn't even look at me as he opened his door and threw himself in slamming the door behind him.

"I take it you didn't get anything from him?" I asked handing him the keys. He started the car and peeled out of the parking lot.

"No. He died." I could tell there was more, he wouldn't be this bad if there wasn't. I reached up putting my hand to the back of his neck intending to massage it slightly to loosen him up. However, as our skin connected I was overcome with feelings of confusion and frustration. I sucked in a deep breath and drew my hand back. Derek look to me with worried eyes.

"I'm okay. We've just got to figure out this bond. I guess that answers the question about feeling each other's emotions." I muttered. "Why are you so confused?"

"He knew who I was. Called me by my last name and then told me he was sorry before he died." I quirked an eyebrow.

"What was he sorry for?"

"I have no idea. I've never met him before."


We pulled up to the Hale house about an hour later after stopping and finally acquiring my snack. I was happily munching on a bag of dill pickle flavored potato chips as we made our way inside to grab some clothes for Derek. Can you say slumber party? Wink. Wink.

"It's still so weird seeing the house like this." I said looking around at the burnt remains of the once majestic house. Derek grunted in agreement heading up the stairs to the room he'd stashed his things.

"Are you sure you don't want to just bring all of your stuff? I mean we're stuck together for life at this point. You might as well move in." I told him shoveling more chips into my mouth before wiping my hands on my pants as I followed him. He quirked a brow.

"You think you're ready for that. I know you like your space." I scoffed.

"Puh-lease. You act like we've never been roomies before."

"This is a little different than Laura and I moving in with you and your dad after the fire. Besides isn't it kind of dangerous with the Argent's in town? How about we don't draw any excess attention to you." I rolled my eyes.

"Derek my middle name is practically danger. I'm not scared of the Argent dickwads. They know we're friends they probably assume you're staying with me anyway."

"Exactly more reason for them to not find me there. You just want me there so you have easier access to my assets." He told me finally grabbing a change of clothes and turning to look at me. I smirked.

"Eh… While you do have nice ass..ets. I'm more worried about being able to keep an eye on you." I told him walking closer and throwing my arms over his shoulders. His wrapped around me pulling me closer as I stared up into his green eyes. "It's not safe out here in the open by yourself."

"I know, but I'll be fine. I'm more worried about them finding out about this." He told me brushing the hair from my shoulder and rubbing a thumb lightly over his mark. I shivered as his feelings of protectiveness washed over me.

"Can you feel me or is this whole emotional tether one sided?" I asked. He shrugged.

"I've always been in tune with your emotions. It's a wolf thing and being as close as we've been our whole lives I've never had trouble with it. I can't tell if it's different now or not." I pondered that for a moment laying my head against his shoulder.

"Maybe because the bonds so new? Your mom and dad could feel each other's emotions no matter how far apart they were." He hmmed and placed his head atop of mine just holding me for a few moments. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the closeness. I had never had this with anyone before. The only person I had ever really been in a relationship with before was Dean. That was different though. We cuddled and hugged, but I had never felt this connected with someone before. Yeah it probably had to do with the whole bond thing, but Derek and I had always had a special connection even before that. After a few minutes, Derek pulled away and perked his head up.

"What is it?" I asked curiously.

"Scott." I made a confused face wondering what he was doing here. I didn't have to wait long to find out as the door was slammed open and my nephew started yelling.

"Derek! I know you're here! I know what you did!" I quirked an eyebrow curious to where this was going. Derek rolled his eyes.

"I didn't do anything." He told him speaking in his normal voice dropping his arms around me and moving towards the door. I grabbed his arm to hold him in place.

"You killed him!" Scott yelled as I heard the stairs creak signaling he was ascending towards us.

"He died." Derek stated.

"Like your sister died?" I winced. Bitch move Scottie. Bitch move.

"My sister was missing. I came here looking for her." Derek replied and I could hear the anger creeping into his voice. I gripped his arm tighter trying to keep him from going after Scott.

"You found her." Scott's voice was getting closer.

"I found her in pieces, being used as bait to catch me." Derek growled. He threw my arm off his and started to stalk out of the room. Fuck. Shit.

"I think you killed them both. I'm gonna tell everyone, starting with the sheriff." Scott said. Derek disappeared around the corner and I cussed running out after him just to see him throw Scott down the stairs. Derek jumped down landing in front of Scott.

"Alright you two. Let's not do this please. Pretty please? With Sugar on top?" I asked from my place at the top of the steps. I was ignored as Scott growled and stood transformed. He grabbed Derek and threw him through the wall. I winced as the mark on my shoulder twinged slightly signaling, more than likely, that Derek was slightly hurt. I started heading down the stairs more to watch what was going on. Neither of them were going to listen to me obviously so I might as well enjoy the show, until I need to step in.

"That was cute." Derek remarked from what used to be the family room. I watched as he removed his jacket and began stalking towards Scott transforming and letting out a snarl. I sighed and took a seat on the steps. I figured Derek wouldn't hurt him too bad so I pulled a cigarette out of my pocket and lit it. Taking a drag I watched as the boys threw each other around the room. Eventually Derek picked Scott up by his throat and slammed him against the floor causing Scott to shift back. I flicked the cigarette butt away from me and headed into the living room to check on them.

"I didn't kill him. Neither of us did. It's not your fault, and it's not mine." Derek told Scott calmly, shoulders heaving from being out of breath. I looked Scott over and just like Derek there were no marks on his body. He stayed on the ground glaring at Derek as I threw myself down onto the couch next to his head, pulled a blow pop out of my pocket and popped it into my mouth.

"This? This is all your fault! You ruined my life!" Scott yelled from his position next to me.

"Inside voice, nephew." I told him. However, both of them ignored me. Rude.

"No, I didn't."

"You're the one who bit me." Scott yelled once again I rolled my eyes.

"No, he's not." I told him. Scott looked at me incredulously.

"What?"

"I'm not the one that bit you." Derek told him. Scott stood up confused looking between the two of us. He looked down to his chest where there was blood, but no wound. He brought his hand up touching it before gasping as he was sucked into a memory.

"There's another." He breathed out.

"Ding, ding, ding." I called out. Derek rolled his eyes at me and addressed Scott once more.

"It's called an Alpha. It's the most dangerous of our kind. You and I, we're betas. This thing is more powerful, more animal than either of us. My sister came here looking for him. Now I'm trying to find him. But I don't think I can do it without you." Scott looked between the two of us.

"Why me?"

"Because he's the one that bit you. You're part of his pack." I told Scott solemnly.

"It's you, Scott. You're the one he wants." Derek finished.


After taking Scott home, which was one awkward car ride by the way, Derek and I headed back to my apartment. We took a quick shower before crawling into bed and falling asleep quickly. The next morning I was woken up my kisses trailing along the side of my neck. I smiled keeping my eyes closed. The lips eventually reached the claiming mark on the side of my neck and I let out a rather loud moan. I felt Derek smirk against the side of my throat. I opened my eyes turning to look to the werewolf next to me. I smiled and grabbed the back of his neck bringing his lips to mine shivering slightly as his lust added to mine and the kiss quickly became frantic. Derek's hands traveled to the bottom of my shirt starting to inch it up.

We were interrupted by the sound of my phone buzzing on the nightstand. I rolled my eyes and reached over grabbing it and answered with out looking at it. My other hand drifting across Derek's abs towards the bulge in his boxers with a smirk on my face.

"This better be important." I told the person on the other side of the phone.

"Get your dumb ass to Bobby's now!" Dean's angry voiced filtered through the phone. I winced as Derek let out a low growl at the way Dean was speaking to me.

"Er.. Sorry sir, but I think you may have the wrong number." I told him throwing on a fake british accent for good measure.

"I'm fucking serious Cora. You have two days. If you're not here by then I'm coming to you and it's not going to be fucking pretty when I find Hale." I blew out a deep breath pushing Derek's had away as he tried to grab the phone growling again.

"Alright. I'll be there." I told him. He grunted in response before hanging up the phone.

"No." Derek growled out immediately. I raised a brow.

"Excuse me?" I glared.

"You're not going."

"Look, I don't want to go either. Now's like the shittiest time ever for me to take a trip to South Dakota, but the last thing we need is my Uncle and Dean showing up here to beat the shit out of you. We've got enough problems on our hands." I told him. He just glared at me. I leaned forward to kiss and a jolt of jealousy rang through me. I pulled back surprised.

"Seriously?" I asked with a chuckle. He continued to glare at me, but refused to speak. "Look D. Dean and I have been done. Like done, done. For over a year. That fucker made a deal with a Demon and died and I didn't even know about it until after he was already back to life 4 months later. I ended things because I knew if he couldn't even open up to me about the fact that he was dying that we were never going to make it as a real couple. Aside from that in case you forgot there's this little mark that means you can feel my emotions. So, you tell me how I feel." He relaxed slightly.

"Now. I'll probably be gone for a week or a week and a half so you better hurry up and give me something to remember during those lonely South Dakota nights." I told him with a smirk.


I made it to Bobby's around 35 hours later driving through and just catching a few hours of sleep in my truck. I pulled my bag out of the backseat and sent a text to Derek.

I made it. Wish me luck. Before sliding my phone back in my pocket. I noticed the impala next to the garage and I groaned. I had been hoping they would have ended up on a hunt or something. I took a deep breath to center myself, then headed up towards the house.

As soon as I walked in the door I was greeted by a glaring Dean and a sympathetic looking Sam.

"Hey boys…" I stated awkwardly. Dean just turned on his heels and marched into the other room. I let out another sigh and followed him. Sam patted me on the shoulder as I walked by. I dropped my stuff on the couch in the study and squared off in front of Dean.

"Where's Uncle Bobby?" I asked just as the man in question walked into the room as well.

"Right here ya idjit." He told me coming over to give me a hug. I smiled taking in his familiar smell. I went to speak, but was interrupted by Dean.

"Did he turn you?" He ground out from his place leaned up against the desk. I rolled my eyes.

"You know he can't, Dean. He's a beta." I told him. Bobby backed away from me watching the impending show down with narrowed eyes. I turned back towards Dean crossing my arms over my chest. Dean pushed himself off of the desk and took a few steps towards me eyes hard. He reached out and pulled my shirt down my shoulder and pushed my head to the side to look at the mark on my neck. He pulled his hands off of me in disgust.

"God you have to be the stupidest person I've ever met in my fucking life." He spat at me vehemently. I glared angrily.

"You better watch it, Winchester. It's not like I knew this was going to happen. A claiming is normally a choice between two people. I've never heard of it as a loss of control before." I told him angrily. He scoffed.

"Because fucking a werewolf is a good idea either way." I let out a harsh laugh.

"Oh that's what this is about. It's not about the mark. It's because I slept with Derek and you're jealous!"

"Fuck off."

"No Dean. You don't get to be a dick to me for moving on. How many other girls did you sleep with when we were "together"? You don't get to be a dick just because I finally slept with someone else. At least Derek's not scared of commitment." I told him harshly.

"He claimed you in the middle of fucking you, Cora. That's not commitment. That's the equivalent of getting drunk and married by a preacher dressed like Elvis in a Vegas Strip joint."

"You're such a dick Dean!" I yelled tears welling up in my eyes.

"I'd rather be a dick than some wolf's bitch." He threw back. I hauled back and decked him right across the jaw. At that point, Sam and Bobby jumped in. Sam pulled me back keeping a tight hold on my arms even though I wasn't struggling.

"Alright that's enough outta you two." Bobby said standing in the middle of everything. "Now we have a lot to figure out the next couple of days so back down. Dean take a walk. I wanna talk to Cora." Dean scoffed before taking off out of the room. I heard the front door slam and I sagged against Sam.

"He was right about one thing girl. I didn't think you was this stupid." I glared at my Uncle.

"You know Derek's not a bad guy Uncle Bobby. I swear we didn't know this was going to happen, but it did. Now I just want to know why and what all it's going to entail. If you guys are just gonna dog on me about it I'll leave and figure it out myself." I told his as Sam released me.

"Don't be an idjit. I might not be the happiest right now, but I ain't leaving you high and dry. You're family. I guess Hale is now too." He muttered heading to his research chair. I let a small smile grace my lips and Sam chuckled. "What're you two grinning at? Get to reading." He told us grouchily.


Dean came back eventually and grabbed a book avoiding me like the plague. If he ever found anything he'd just hand the book to Sam before picking up another one. I tried my best to not let it bother me, but aside from Derek Dean had been my best friend. He'd also never been this pissed at me before. Bobby and Sam headed to bed at around 11. At about 12 I couldn't handle the awkward tension in the room with Dean anymore. I headed out to the porch, cigarettes in hand. Sitting on the porch I lit up a cigarette staring out at the salvage yard smiling slightly thinking of all the memories I had here as a child.

I was brought out of my thoughts by the sound of the door opening behind me and a beer being held out towards me. I took it looking up towards Dean.

"Here to lay into me some more?" I asked taking a swig of the beer. Dean shook his head sitting down next to me.

"Nah. I figured I said enough earlier."

"I'm sorry I hurt you." I told him picking at the paper on the bottle.

"We really gonna have a chick flick moment?" He asked bumping shoulders trying to make light of the situation. I just gave him a look telling him I was serious. He drew in a deep breath.

"Alright look. Maybe I was a dick. And yeah hearing that you're mated to Hale hurt. But I mean what did you expect Cor? You had to know I was never going to react prettily to the two of you getting together with or without this whole claiming thing." He told me staring out into the salvage yard and looked back to me as he finished speaking. I sighed.

"I know. I just didn't think it would be this bad. I mean Dean we ended things a year ago. You fucking died and I didn't even know because you made Sam and Bobby hide it from me. It's not like we were gonna get back together." He took the cigarette out of my hand and took a long drag.

"That don't mean I stopped loving you Cora. I know I fucked up, but I always just kinda figured things would work out. They always did before. To be honest I figured as soon as I left that day we came to check on you shit was really done. I guess I just wasn't prepared for it to be this final." He told me softly. I wrapped my arm around his and leaned my head on his shoulder.

"I'm always going to love you Dean. You have always been and will always be one of the most important people in my life. This isn't going to change anything. You're still my best friend." He let out a humorless chuckle.

"You know that's not the same."

"I know, but that's just the way it is." I told him. We spent the next three hours just sitting in the same position drinking and watching the stars.


Two days passed quickly and I left to head back home with a notebook full of information about the mating bond that I didn't have before. Things were still rocky between Dean and I, but I knew they would be okay. We were too close to let this stop us from being friends at the least. I stopped when I was about 8 hours away from Beacon Hills to get some sleep.

I was in a deep sleep when I was startled out of my sleep, by what sounded like a gun shot and a horrible burning in my mating mark that had me crying out in pain. I ran to the bathroom to look at it to see that it was glowing a strange purple that slowly congregated to the center of the mouth shaped scar before drifting down my arm and stopping at the junction at my elbow.

"Derek." I breathed out knowing that whatever this was, was something that must be life threatening if I was feeling it from this far away while our bond was still immature according to my research. I ran back into the main room of the motel room I rented. Quickly grabbing my phone and bag I rushed out to my truck and peeled out of the parking lot and punched the gas. I tried calling Derek waiting anxiously for him to pick up.


Also do you guys think this should be labeled as a cross over or no? Sam and Dean have appeared in two chapters now... but i'm not really sure how many more they'll end up in. They kind of just keep popping up whenever they feel like it...