As, Derek turned around the corner on Scott's streat, Scott sighed.
"Hey, could you pull up down the streat from my house?" Scott asked, looking at Derek who glanced at him.
"Sure. But, why?"
"Because, if I get seen being dropped of with you, my Dad will kill me! And, I would never hear the end of it from Dylan." Scott said, as Derek chuckled and pulled up just out of view from the McCall house.
"Here's you're stop." Derek said, while Scott gave him a weak but forced smile. Taking a deep breath, he reached for the door, "You don't need to go home. You can stay at my loft for tonight."
Scott thought about it, but he knew he couldn't.
"I can't." Scott mumbled, "Better face him sooner or later, and sooner would be better. See you."
Before Scott opened the door, Derek quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him in, kissing him deeply, shocking Scott but he kissed back anyway. When Derek pulled away, Scott wanted nothing more then to never leave him.
"See ya." Derek said, smirking at Scott's red face, as Scott jumped out of the car as he took a deep breath, the rain falling on him again. Scott took of running towards the front door, when reaching it he turned to glance at Derek one last time, who was watching him.
When the front door was suddenly slammed open, causing Scott to stumbled back in suprise.
"D-Dad!" Scott exclaimed, before Rafe grabbed Scott's arm and pulled him inside, slamming the door behind him, causing Derek wanting to go and kill the guy.
Scott whimpered, when he was shoved into the wall, falling to the ground.
"Where the fuck have you been!?" Rafe shouted, while Scott rolled his eyes and stood up.
"If I wanted you to know, I would of told you before hand." Scott shouted back, while he heard the front door go and in walked Melissa McCall with Dylan.
They both froze, when seeing Scott stood there, back on the wall, with his hand on his shoulder, obviously hurt, with Rafe towering over him, rage clear in his face.
"You are going to fucking tell me what gave you the fucking right to sneak out!" Rafe screamed.
"I'm not 14 anymore! And, you aren't my fucking Dad, so stop acting like one!" Scott shot back, causing Rafe to shake his head and step towards Scott.
"Hey! Leave my fucking brother alone." Dylan shouted, running to jump infront of Scott.
"Dylan, move."
"Rafe!" Melissa shouted, while moving towards the two Siblings, and put a hand onto Scott's shoulder to make sure he is alright, "If you are staying in my house, then you respect my rules and not to hurt my children."
Rafe looked slightly scared, but quickly hid it and walked into the kitchen, causing Scott to sigh in relief.
"You okay, Honey?" Melissa asked softly, while Scott slowly nodded.
"I'm going to bed." Scott said, before running upto his room, leaveing Melissa to deal with Rafe.
Dylan also running up the stairs and walking into Scott's room.
"Dylan, what are you doing? I want to get in bed." Scott asked, turning to face his Sister.
"You was at Derek's." Dylan said, causing Scott's eyes to widen, "Chill. It's okay. I could tell by the jacket. You don't own one like that, and it smells like Derek!"
Scott sighed, before remembering he was wearing Derek's jacket.
"I had went there, I wanted to ask him something. But, then I left my coat here, and it was raining so he gave me this." Scott explained, motioning to the jacket.
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Teen Wolf: The She Wolf.
FanfictionWhat if Scott McCall had a Sister? A protective one at that. Dylan McCall, isn't just any Sister of Scott McCall. She is a werewolf, just like him. Protecting her little brother whatever chance she got.