Okay, to give some background, my lovelies: (feel free to skip to the last two lines of this A.N.) Okay, so I built this whole thing with my bare hands. Not all that impressive. Stupidly, I built it as one document. Even more stupidly, I had it on a flash drive, didn't back it up on my comp. (Well, I did at one point but only up to like the middle of chapter 3.) I'm bad with it, never really eject it. Well surprise. That can make it so your more bitchy files won't open. That is what people mean when they say "that'll corrupt your files". Thankfully a week before that I was watching a Friday the 13th marathon, and I thought "Hey I should send this to my girlfriend!" So I did, and then I noticed an error and thought "Edit this shit" and of course I rewrote entire parts, starting with this chapter. I thought I'd resend it, never did because I'm an idiot. So, the file got corrupted. My friend suggested I try decrypting software and told me to just search recover corrupted files. So I do this, ironically while watching Nightmare on Elm Street. Try several programs. Doesn't work, in fact I think they gave me adware issues. So I'm distraught, and my girlfriend says, "Didn't you send that to me like two weeks ago?" So then I fixed the formatting because pasting from word to facebook to word again gets rid of paragraphs, italics, everything. And of course I'm still not happy because I'd rewritten a lot. But I managed to get it mostly reformatted that night. Then it sat for a while because I'm lazy. Then I got the rewritten parts re-rewritten, then I worked editing, then it sat a bit more. So, one day I'm going to work on it, and I put the flash drive in (Same one, yes, I never learn, still haven't, I still only have it on that.) and it twitches itself out of the dock, because it's very fickle. I get it back in place, go to the file and almost all of the fics I had in the file SPN and TW are GONE. I wait a week or so because sometimes they just don't show up for a while. My friends say they're corrupted, from not ejecting. I say that doesn't make sense, but I figure they know better than me, so I go to someone who knows better than them to get a definitive answer: our tech teachers, they didn't know. But they say the computer teacher, Buckley, would know. I doubt it because he doesn't seem like he knows anything about computers, but they assure me he's like a genius. So he checks it. And he says there's no reason it should have happened, that corruption would've just made them inoperable, but there's nothing that he's heard of to make them disappear. SO I'm screwed and have to start over. And it took a long time. But I've finished to the point of what I have written, and I'm putting it on the comp as soon as I finish typing this.

So in short, go to hell Evan and Troy, I told you they weren't corrupted.
Also, Derek and Stiles meet this Chapter! Or maybe next chapter... Whatever.
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Derek got off his couch of a bed. He had just buried his sister (or at least half of his sister) this morning and he may or may not have been crying since. He heard someone outside. Teenagers. Sigh….Maybe if he mauled one of the little bastards they'd keep off their property. He sprinted to where they were. He heard a howl, and then laughing, but he couldn't hear the words following, mingled with the crunch of sticks and leaves.

"It's not funny, there could be something seriously something wrong with me!" A soft voice scolded seriously.

"I know, you're a werewolf! Okay, obviously I'm kidding. But if you see me with a lot of silver this week, it's not 'cause I'm going to propose to Lydia in an attempt for her to finally see me. The full moon is Friday." This voice was more pointed, but was smooth. Reminded him of the hard cinnamon candies Laura'd been fond of, or of fireball whiskey, which he had bought a bottle of earlier after he polished off the JD he found last night when some kid rolled down the hill near the house.

"Dude, I swear it was right here. I used the bathroom over there, I started back, dropped it, Then that thing tackled me and I saw the body."

"Maybe the killer came back for the body." Derek could see the boys now. One was paler with short brown hair. He was probably the boy from last night. Derek couldn't recall it perfectly. He didn't care to look the boy over, he just wasn't about to leave him in the middle of the woods in the state he was in. With a strange wolf's scent near it would be equivalent to rolling over and showing his belly to it. The other, the one looking for the inhaler, was a light tan- most likely as a result of heritage, not a trip to the beach- and had long curly black hair. He'd never seen him but his scent was thick where he'd found Laura, and on and around the Jeep where he'd left the other kid.

"I hope he left my inhaler, those things cost like 80 bucks." Right, Inhaler. Probably the one he'd found last night near Laura.

"Hey!" The pale one looked up to Derek and started to squirm. He fussed after hitting his friend on the back to alert him. "What are you doing out here? This is private property!"

"Sorry, man… W-we didn't know." The stutter was subtle, but Derek noticed and toned down his glare by a joule of power.

"Yeah, we were just looking for something." Derek tossed the tan one his inhaler.

"I don't want to see you around here again." The jumpy one nodded before Derek started to walk away. Even at a distance, he could hear the fidgety one whisper.

"Dude! Do you know who that was?!"

"Should I?"

"Dude, Derek fricking Hale, he's only a few years older than us. His family lived around here, most of them died in a fire."

"Oh." He heard the fidgety one whack his friend softly.

"Leave it to you to wonder into Hale property, find a mauled body, and lose your inhaler… Hey, maybe He has a pet wolf." Derek waited a second to listen to see if they'd say anything telling about the other wolf as they walked off.

"I feel like you aren't taking me seriously…"

"Of course I am." The pale one howled at a medium volume, probably not wanting Derek to hear him.

"Maybe it'll come now, and we can catch your wolfie friend." Ugh, that one wasn't even funny…

"Funny… Really funny… Next time I'm going to leave you up here." They pushed each other, laughing as they walked off.