Rebel ♛ Derek Hale [1] #wattys2016

18. confessions

"Wait so you mean to tell me that this guy," Rebecca said, pausing to point at Peter who was standing beside her, "was dead?"

"Yes." Scott, Stiles and Derek all said at the same time, deadly serious looks on each of their faces.

"Okay, then how come he is standing next to me? Clearly alive?" Rebecca questioned, raising an eyebrow and placing a hand on her hip at the four males who sighed.

"Rebecca, my dear, you are a witch and you're struggling to believe that it is possible for me to have been brought back to life? You possess the power to revive the dead much more effectively than Lydia; in fact had you been around during the time of my death, I would've chosen you." Peter told her, gently touching her arm before retracting it with a smirk as Derek lowly growled at him.

"I guess I should be grateful I was sent away then, bringing back the dead seems like an enormous effort." Rebecca shrugged, lifting herself up so she was sitting on the bench.

"It's a pity really, you would've been such a valuable tool to me when I was an alpha. Very pretty too, I bet you can be quite deceptive. Derek made a mistake pushing you out on your own." Peter continued, looking at Rebecca as though he was inspecting her. "Very strong and those eyes, what colour do they turn?"

"I don't know.. They've never changed."

"Never?" Peter echoed, surprise taking over his features. "You obviously haven't unleashed your full power, I can teach you."

"No thank you, Becs will be just fine without you. I don't think she needs a homicidal werewolf training her." Stiles interjected, pushing Peter back a little bit. "I'm not scared of you," he muttered as Peter turned to glare at him.

"The offer is there, Rebecca, I could teach you to do great things."

"You know who else could do great things? Voldemort. He did terrible, but great things and I'm sorry, but I'm rather attached to my nose, so I'll pass." Rebecca answered, smiling lightly at her Harry Potter reference as Stiles snorted.

"Okay, next problem, Allison." Scott spoke up, putting an end to Peter's inspection of Rebecca.

"What's wrong with Alli?" Rebecca asked, her head whipping around instantly.

"She tried to kill us." Derek shrugged, acting like it was an everyday occurrence.

"What?"

"Yeah, before you got to the station she ambushed us. She's after revenge."

"Revenge? For what?"

"For her mother's death."

"Oh, poor Allison." Rebecca murmured, a sickening feeling spreading throughout her stomach. "Wait a second, why are you guys responsible for her death?"

"We aren't, their code is." Derek replied, "and did you just ignore the part where she tried to kill us?"

"No, of course not, but it's understandable. I think I should go see her, you know, talk her down and make sure she's okay. I'll be home later, Scott."

"Understandable?!" Stiles scoffed, looking at the brunette incredulously.

"Yes, if any of you, bar Scott, ever hurt someone I deeply care about, I'd kill you as well," she told them, her abrupt and direct response taking them all back a bit. "And mark my words, I'd actually succeed." Becca added, sliding off the bench and heading to the door before cheerfully yelling out goodbye to the four males who were still slightly shocked.

"Her heart didn't even blimp," Peter commented, almost sounding impressed.

"That's because she wasn't lying." 

-

"Oh, Rebecca! Sweetheart, how lovely to see you." 

"Can't say the feeling's mutual, Mikayla." Rebecca replied, trying to push past the blonde as Mikayla was heading into Derek's loft and she was trying to leave.

"Now don't be like that! We could make a great team, you know."

"No thank you."

"Look, I get you're still a little touchy over the whole 'getting kicked out of the pack' thing, but that's in the past, why don't we start over?" Mikayla suggested, sticking her hand out in Rebecca's direction.

"Fine. Hi, I'm Rebecca and I don't like you." Rebecca said back, harshly shaking Mikayla's soft hand, causing her to raise an eyebrow at the young witch.

"Well in that case, the feeling is mutual. I've tried being nice, but if you won't go for that, fine. Bring it on, Rebecca. You really made a mistake marking me as your enemy and I won't have any trouble wiping that stupid smirk off your face." 

"Aw, the little werewolf thinks she's scary, how cute." Rebecca shot back, bumping Mikayla on her way past with enough force that she slightly stumbled and her glare faltered. 

"Oh, it's-"

"Uh, hi. Becs, you need a ride?" Stiles asked, walking out of the loft while interrupting Mikayla.

"Sure thanks, Stiles. I'll see you around, Mikayla." 

"Yeah, you will." The blonde muttered back before storming up into the loft. Rebecca grinning at how easy it had been to push her buttons, if there was going to be a war, Rebecca was going to win.

"So that was intense." Stiles said, giving his friend an amused look.

"That it was, how much did you guys hear from in the loft?" Rebecca asked, climbing into his Jeep with ease.

"I missed bits and pieces, but the werewolves heard everything. Peter was thoroughly entertained."

"I bet he was and Derek?"

"Derek was.. Well he was just pretty quiet to be honest, like he didn't really know what to think."

"Interesting." Rebecca murmured, wondering what was going through Derek's head.

"I know you're tired of hearing this, but I seriously think you need to forget him. You deserve better." Stiles told her, concentrating on the road in front of him.

"Do you have feelings for me?" Becca asked suddenly, angling her body so she was facing Stiles better; carefully studying his reaction.

"What? I, uh, wh-where'd you hear that?" Stiles stuttered, trying to blow it off and not give her a straight answer.

"Derek, is it true?"

"W-Well, I- alright look, Becs I do. I do have feelings for you. I wasn't planning on telling you, but I wish you hadn't found out like that." He admitted, running a hand through he his hair and stealing glances at the brunette every chance he got. When she didn't reply, he continued. "But how could I not? Look at you, you're gorgeous and you're the strongest person I know. You fight for what you believe in and you're the first person to stand up for your friends. You're incredible, Becs and I'm in love with you."

a/n: eep sorry* for the cliff hanger..

*not sorry