A/N: I do not own Teen Wolf or the characters.

I'd like to thank all the readers and everyone who has posted a review. I really appreciate it.

I'm very excited about this chapter and the few that will follow before I began season two. All chapters up to this point has been in third person POV. This own is none different. This chapter and the few that will follow will be in first person POV. Riley's POV. I thought it would be an interesting twist to explore her thoughts after she woke up.

I'd like to give credit to my Betas, Dark Alana and xXwritteninthestarsXx.

Chapter 16

Scars

"We're almost there," I said to the girl on my side, "Daddy can't wait to see us."

As I opened the door to the restaurant, I looked for him at our favorite table but little Laura saw him first and wanted to be let down.

The three year old squealed as soon as I put her down on her short little legs, "Daddy!" she screamed as she ran to him.

I watched as the love of my life gathered in his arms our precious daughter that we made together. He spun her around in his arms and gave her a kiss on the cheek before turning to me as he embraced me in a family hug with our daughter between us.

We looked so happy.

That's all I dreamed about after Derek told me. I couldn't stop thinking about the possibilities of the future we could have had together. The dreams were the same but the children changed. In one it would be daddy's little girl and it the next it would be a boy shooting hoops. It seemed that I saw every possibility.

But in the end, it was still all a dream. It was ripped away because of a woman behind the wheel of a car who hated me because I was in love.

After I woke up, Derek wouldn't leave my side. Even when the nurses tried to separate us, he didn't want to leave me alone. Chaos began shortly after that; from the doctors wanting to run tests to the Sheriff showing up to ask me questions.

The doctors and the Sheriff all wanted answers to questions I didn't know how to answer.

"Is there anything in your medical background that could explain why you survived?"

"Do you know why Kate Argent would want to personally hurt you?"

Thanks to Scott's mother, she was able to pry me away from being interrogated. After a long day of testing and questioning, I was finally left alone with Derek. At one time I would have considered that a good thing, but not after what I learned.

He told me that Kate ran me down as if I were nothing. I had spent the week in the hospital…At that point I knew. I wasn't stupid. She had nearly killed me and one week later I woke up without any indication that I was struck down. If there are miracles in the world, this was not one of them. I was given the bite and it had taken a week for my body to recover.

Then I learned not only was Kate dead but he had killed Peter, which made him the Alpha now. He told me that Peter had given me the bite because he thought I would have a hard time forgiving Derek if it had come from him. For once in Peter's life he was thinking of others and he was right. Would I have resented Derek for the bite? Knowing that he saved my life by giving it to me? I would love Derek but still hate him a little for doing that to me. Even though it was Peter, in the end, I still didn't have a choice.

"There's more," he said.

What he said next, I didn't know how to process. I was pregnant. Derek and I were responsible for making life…Kate was the one to take that away from me. If she wasn't already dead, I would have killed her.

I didn't even know. I didn't get a chance to feel anything. The scared shitless feeling of being a teenager and pregnant that would eventually lead to happiness. Nothing…As if the baby never existed.

After that, I really didn't say anything to him. I think he understood why. I woke up finding out that I'm a werewolf. Anybody would be pissed.

So here I am sitting on the window ledge inside my hospital room watching the sun rise to start a new day. My doctor had recommended me to stay a few more days while they ran some tests. All of them had come up empty of any explanation as to why I'm still walking and talking. As promised, I'm being released today.

I had another baby dream that caused me to be sitting here at the window. I have lost count of how many I have had them the last few nights. If I'm not dreaming about that, I'm having nightmares about the one who bit me. I can only imagine that he would have found that very amusing.

Derek never left me, even though I haven't said two words to him. Except for the occasional nurse, it has only been me and him in this room. He asked Scott and the rest of them to stay away, at least for a little while.

Even now, I can feel him watching me across the room. I know he wants to talk. He wants to explain everything to me. He wants to make everything better so we could become one again but I don't want to hear it. Just thinking about him causes me to turn and look at him. He holds eye contact with me until I can't handle his gaze anymore.

I sigh as I look back outside the window. Noon really needs to get here before I kill the man that I love. I guess that was the wolf part of my persona. Yes, I have one of those now. It comes with the package. I can almost laugh…Derek is going to have one hell of a time handling me. And apart of me doesn't even care.

Then I remembered the full moon is just three nights away beginning tonight. A cold chill comes over me and I'm afraid. To think I was afraid for my life the night I found out Peter was the Alpha. This feeling is completely different. A new kind of being afraid. The unknown. What's going to happen to me by the end of this week?

I'm hunted now. People are going to be after me because of what I am now, well what I will be in three days. I didn't do anything wrong and yet I will always have a target on my back. I hate to complain but it's really not fair.

I feel a comforting hand on my right shoulder. I didn't even hear him cross the room. He must smell the fear coming off of me in waves. I want to lean into him now. I want more than anything for him to take me in his arms for I can take refuge there. I want to feel complete with him but instead I shake him off.

I don't even have to look to see that he is still standing beside me. I can feel him there. I can only imagine what he is thinking: Stop being a baby.

Fuck you too, Derek.

XXX

It was a little after ten that morning when Allison, Scott and Stiles visited. Allison was instructed to bring me a change of clothes and to pack a bag for me.

Derek is taking me out of town for a few days. Take me somewhere quite and hunter free for my first transformation. Road trip! Today is Wednesday…It's going to be a long weekend. By the end of the weekend one of us is going to end up dead.

He may be Alpha but I'm not going to be his bitch.

Allison handed me a bag of clothes, "Finally, I can shower and be alone."

"I thought being stuck in a room with your boyfriend would have been a dream come true," Stiles said.

I glared at him, "It's been a nightmare." I quickly walked into the bathroom and slammed the door.

"Someone has their bitch on today," Stiles said.

"You shouldn't say things like that," Allison said, "She can't help it."

"Scott was never this bitchy," Stiles continued.

"How are you holding up?" Scott asked Derek.

Derek laughed, "If you think this is bad, you have no idea what I'm going to have to deal with this weekend. Watch her, okay? I have to get some stuff for the weekend," he stopped to listen.

I slammed the bathroom door shut and stared at myself in the mirror. I could hear every word they were saying. Ignoring them the best I could, I began to untie my hideous hospital gown. I undid the first two ties when my reflection caught my attention. My gown slide down my left shoulder and I didn't see any scar tissue. I quickly turned sideways to look at my back. My breath hitched as the only thing I could see is a flawless back. My scar tissue was completely gone.

There was a knock at the door, "Riley?" I heard Derek's voice.

I turned back to the mirror, "Derek," I whispered. Alarmed, he opened the door quickly, "My scars."

He stepped further into the room and stood behind me looking at my back. I felt his hand like a feather glide on the upper part of my back that was exposed. I breathed in a sharp breath and closed my eyes as I felt him touching me.

"It's because of the bite," he explained, "All fresh and old wounds are healed as if they weren't even there. The same thing happened to Peter."

Finally opening my eyes, I looked at him through the mirror. I watched as his eyes flashed to red as he gripped my sides. Before I forced myself to look away, my own eyes were yellow.

"Shouldn't you be leaving," I suggested quietly.

He released me before leaving, "Right."

I watched him leave. I wanted to call for him to come back. My eyes moved slightly left and saw three teenagers watching the entire scene uphold before them. I reached out to close the door once more.

XXX

Sometime later after I finished with the bathroom, I walked out to find Scott and Allison sitting on the hospital bed and Stiles sitting in the chair I'm accustomed to seeing Derek in.

Allison looked up at me with a smile, "Do you want your bed back?"

"No thank you. I've been in that bed far too long. It's…It's all yours," I watched her blush before residing in my place by the window, "So how's life?"

Scott and Allison shared a look before Stiles answered, "The love birds have been nothing but star-crossed lovers. Her father is the hunter and her lover…is just the hunted."

"Yeah, if you ever see her parents, we aren't together," Scott said before having a look on his face, "Actually, you wouldn't be seeing them."

"Unless you're running for your life," Stiles added.

Scott glared at him best friend.

"What about you Stiles? As hell frozen over and you're finally with Lydia," I asked before receiving odd looks, "What?"

"You don't remember," Stiles asked, "Lydia was attacked by Peter on the lacrosse field. You were there."

Images of Peter attacking a screaming Lydia from behind came to mind. I had completely forgotten about her. I wasn't the only one bitten that night of the school formal. Lydia Martin and I are in the same boat.

"How is she dealing with everything?"

Stiles gave me a funny look, "She hasn't woken up since that night. Scott's mom says she's in some kind of coma," Allison said.

I unconsciously rubbed my side were Derek told me Peter had bitten me, "But I thought Peter bit her."

"He did," Scott answered, "Her body hasn't accepted the bite. It hasn't healed."

"Not yet," Stiles interrupted, "It'll probably be a matter of time when she does. Otherwise when she wakes, she'll hate her hideous scars."

'Scars,' I thought. She would have scars.

"My mom told me a person either accepts it or they die. There is no in between," Allison added.

"She hasn't accepted it yet, so what else could that mean?" Stiles asked.

No one had an answer for that question. Lydia Martin as a werewolf would be a nightmare. I have never liked her since I could remember. She has personally made most of my high school a living hell. Her and her evil twin. I don't feel sorry for her one bit. She deserves what's coming to her. Karma can be a bitch. But then…I wouldn't wish this on anyone.

Stupid werewolf hormones!

I can't help thinking: Why me? Why am I the one turning into a monster? Why not Lydia?

"Are you ready to get out of this place?" Scott's mom asked from the door way.

Everyone turned to look at her, "Understatement of the year," I said.

"Well," Mrs. McCall said, looking at her watching, "It's a little early but I'll go ahead and start the paperwork. You just have to sign them and you're free to go," she was about to leave but turned back to face the group, "Shouldn't you three be in school?"

The young teenagers looked at each other, "We have a free period," Scott said, lamely.

"I'm sure," the older woman said, "As soon as Riley is released, I want you three to make your way back to that school and learn something useful."

"That might actually be difficult," Stiles spoke up, "Eighty percent of things we learn in high school we never use again."

"Just for you Stiles, it's more like a full one hundred," Scott's mom said before leaving.

"Did she just dis me?" Stiles asked.

Most everyone in the room started to laugh. Even I smiled a bit. Stiles can be so irritating, but he's loyal. It's his only good quality about him. I don't hate him. I just don't like the fact that his father saw me at my weakest over six years ago. Don't get me wrong. Stiles' father was nice and gentle with me. Considering shortly before the fire he had just lost his wife, and a boy lost his mother. Of all the horrible things he must have seen while on duty over the years, and he still raises a decent son all on his own.

I ignored the group of teenagers as they began to talk amongst themselves, when I felt Derek approaching the hospital room. I turn to see him as he is walking in. He was wearing his leather jacket. Damn him for looking so sexy in it!

He stares at me and I stare right back at him.

Stiles looked from me to Derek and then back again, "You guys still aren't talking to each other?"

Derek and I both looked at him and said, "Shut up!"

Stiles put his hands up in surrender and looked back at Derek as he gave the boy a look, "I'll be getting up now," he said, giving up the chair.

"My mom is getting the paperwork ready," Scott provided, "You two can get on the road soon."

"Where are you going?" Allison asked.

"Away," Derek said.

I rolled my eyes, "Obviously."

"Nothing like a vacation after a massacre," Stiles said.

"If you don't shut up, there's about to be another one," Derek threatened, extending his claws on his left hand in front of him.

"Empty threat," Stiles challenged.

"Is it?" Derek asked.

"Enough," I scolded, "Stiles, stand in the corner."

"Are all werewolves bossy?" he asked before walking to a corner.

Mrs. McCall chose that moment to enter the room, "I have everything ready," she said, "You just have to sign a few things."

"About time," I said, walking toward her to take the clipboard.

"I know you're very anxious to get out of here, but if there is any problems you may experience you should get back here as soon as possible. Since none of the doctors could explain your current condition, there might be after affects," Mrs. McCall said.

I signed the papers and gave them back, "I understand. I don't think there is going to be a problem, like ever. Thank you for everything."

She smiled at me before telling her son and friends to get back to class before leaving to get back to work.

I turn to face my friends when Scott appears before me and gives me a big hug, "I'm glad you're okay now. Work hasn't been the same without you," he said.

I returned the gesture, "Deaton hasn't found someone else to replace me? After a week I figured he would."

Face to face now Scott said, "He said the job is still yours as long as you want it."

"Nothing like a pair of werewolves working at a veterinarian clinic," Stiles said.

"Funny haha," I mock laughed.

"Sarcasm, check that off the werewolf characteristic list," he said.

Ignoring him this time, I turned to say good-bye to Allison. I gave her a quick hug, "Try not to get Scott killed by going behind your family's back. They will find out sooner or later. Secrets don't stay hidden forever."

"I vote for never," the girl said.

I finally turned to Stiles, "I hope Lydia wakes up soon…And I hope she's normal, even if she is a diva-bitch."

He just smiled at me before I grabbed my two bags from the floor. I turned to find Derek by the window, "I'm ready when you are."

I started to follow Derek out of the room when Stiles shouted, "Have a nice weekend! Try not to kill people!"

Of course, leave it to Stiles to say something.