The Chance of Meeting You. (TeenWolfFanfic)

This wasn't suppose to happen

I do not own Teen Wolf-

Chapter Twenty One.

*Samantha's POV*

    About fifteen minutes after Isaac came back in the room, Derek had to go let someone in. I assumed it was Scott, but I still couldn't move so I guess I'd have to wait for him to come to me. This whole not moving thing has really reminded me of my love for moving. I closed my eyes, when I told Danny that I hadn't been sleeping well I wasn't lying. This whole week had been hell and the hell didn't end once I walked through my front door. I had been spending most nights in my room, only leaving to eat and go to the bathroom.

"Is she dead?" Scott asked, now standing beside me.

"No." I heard Derek's voice.

"Well what the hell happened?" I heard a voice that shocked me, making my eyes dart open.

    I looked down to see Jackson holding my hand, he smiled at me causing guilt to flood throughout my body. For a while they talked about what they thought it was and I tried not to listen but I found myself dozing off. I heard one of them say my name a couple of times, but I honestly felt like it was some sort of dream.

"Samantha." Derek got up and stood over me.

"What?" I struggled to keep my eyes open.

"Tell us what happened." Jackson grinned.

    I didn't know what to say, I couldn't tell Jackson that I was going to talk to Stiles. I didn't know what to say, but I had to say something.

"Why don't you tell me," I looked at Derek, "don't tell me it's a coincidence that you just showed up."

I saw a smile teasing at the corners of his lips, "Actually, I heard your heart beat if that makes you feel any better."

"Enough you too." Scott cut in, "I didn't leave the dance to hear you to fight."

"I don't know, I can't remember. Sorry I'm not much help, but it all happened so fast that I can't even remember." I tried not to ramble, when I lie I usually ramble.

"So what's going to happen to her?" Isaac joined us.

"I'm not a genius, sorry." Derek said rather sarcastically.

"But you're older." Scott looked at him.

"And I don't know what's going on." Derek looked annoyed.

"But you're the 'almighty alpha'." Jackson looked at him.

    Derek gave them all a look that made them back off, he soon looked down at me and looked for something.

"Stop that." I said, trying to jerk away from him.

"Hold still." he said, looking at my face and then feeing down behind my head.

"What're you doing?" Jackson questioned.

"She fell pretty hard, just making sure she doesn't have a goose egg." Derek said without making eye contact.

    He brushed his hand along the back of my neck and I instantly felt pain, Derek ordered for them to hoist me up. They listened and Derek moved my hair away from my neck, it was like there was something there.

"Look." Derek said, his voice wavering a bit.

"What's that?" Isaac questioned.

"I have no idea." Derek answered, sounding just as confused as Isaac had.

"What? What's on my neck?" I asked, to anyone.

"Nothing, nothing." Derek put my hair back down and the boys sat me back on the table.