Salt Water *Derek Hale*

3.1

"What the fuck!" I slam my hands onto the steering wheel in anger and jump out of my combi van to see what happened. I've popped a tire, travelling along the coast of California isn't always the easiest of tasks and I've changed my fair share of tires but of course I had to use my last one 3 weeks ago.

When I remove the tire I see claw marks slashed along the rubber. I smell the wind and only the smells nearby are my incense sticks and dry, hot sand, no werewolf scent in a twenty mile radius. Even though I'm overly confused I call a tow truck and My van gets taken to the nearest town for a new and a well deserved service.

It's around 9pm when the auto shop door opens and reveals four young teenagers, two girls and two boys. I flash a faint smile as they take a seat across from me "So what happened to you guys" I ask, trying to start a conversation "Oh, a dear ran into us" The girl with strawberry blonde hair reply's "Oh my gosh I've hit many a dear before. Are you guys alright, I know it can be a bit scary"I try to console them "Yeah we're alright just a bit it shocked. My names Lydia by the way" She holds out her hand and I shake it "Kailani, nice to meet you. What about the others?" And I point to the two boys and and the girl on Lydia's right "Well the one next to me is Allison and thats Scott and Stiles" I bow my head at Allison and reach out to shake Scott and Stiles hand. As I take Scott's hand his scent fills my nose and I realise he's a werewolf, the look on his face shows he's thinking the same "You're a" he whispers at me and I flash golden eyes bringing my finger to lips "It's alright they all know" He reassures me and I let out a breathy laugh.

"Here you go miss Miller" the mechanic hands me my keys "Thank you" I reply. "How about you give me you're number and we can stay in touch" I say to Scott while pulling out my phone "Ohh umm, sorry but Ive sort of got a complicated relationship" He looks at me nervously and I just start laughing "Oh Scott, no need to worry about that I'm 21 plus I'm pretty sure getting with you is kind of illegal" he understands and we exchange numbers.

I park my van in the parking lot of some retail shop and head to sleep. I wake up by myself and surprisingly not by the cops. As Beacon Hills is in land and I can't go surfing I decide to explore the town. I park my van in the town centre and choose to walk for a while. I walk past the hospital with my head hung low and suddenly a small red and black cane comes into view, I lift my head to see non other than Deucalion. I try to hurry past him but his cane stops me "Kailani, long time no see huh" he says "What do you want" I ask him "What makes you think I want something" He smirks "Well whenever you show up out of nowhere and especially in a random place I think its pretty clear you want something" I prove my point "That's, valid I guess but your right I do want something" I cut him off before he can say anything else "Ok before you ask me for help just remember that you killed half of my pack and then proceeded to kill my family, so if you think that I'm going to help you then your extremely wrong" Deucalion flicks out his claws and grabs onto wrist tightly "You'll do anything I tell you to, even more so that if don't listen then ill have no other choice then to kill you" He tugs my on my wrist pulling my whole body weight with him towards the hospital.

We walk down a hallway towards the elevator and the door opens just in time to reveal the same boy from last night. My eyes widen and he smiles at me but I stay silent, Deucalion's hand still gripping my wrist "could you hit the button for the second floor please" Deucalion asks as if not even 5 minutes ago he threatened to kill someone. Scott hesitates but eventually hits the button "Thank you" Deucalion mutters. The elevator door opens and he stops Scott before he can escape "would mind helping me for a second would you? this one isn't very good at it" Scott stares at me and I frantically nod at him. Before Scott has time to answer Deucalion has his hand on Scott's shoulder, his shoulder visibly tense and he mutters a confused 'sure' as Deucalion leads the way. Deucalion has let go of my hand but reluctantly I still follow him, not wanting to cause a scene or have to risk my life.