Lunar Clock

~Chapter 14: Cooking With the Wolf Man~

CPOV

When I woke, I noticed that the fire had put itself out, and the air still smelt of the burnt wood. The wind had settled down, and the sun was just about to rise. This was the tranquil part of the day when everything was changing and reverting back to its daytime rituals. Changing... -my eyelids tensed-reverting...OH sh*t Derek!

My head shot up from the ground and like a flash I saw him jump, he was all red in the face and... beige everywhere else? I must of made a face because after a second he huddled even further into the sleeping back he was sitting up in, I tried my hardest to restart my heart, but it wasn't working... I totally forgot about him being um...-I felt my knees quiver-... naked.

"G_ Good morning!" I blurted out, I noticed myself chuckling a short and awkward laugh. He laid back down putting his head inside the sac, kind of like a turtle slinking back into his shell. I knew he was embarrassed.

"Can you wake up Liam for me? I've done everything I could to try to get him awake, but there isn't much I can do stuck like this." I nodded and made my way around to Liam, he was out like a light, and a big smile played on his face... what the hell was he dreaming of anyway? I saw Derek watching me, well, the top bit of his face anyway, hiding his fluster.

"Liam," I whispered, nudging his arm, nothing happened. I looked back to Derek and he urged me on. "Liiiiiam! "I uttered, extenuating the "i" to sound more like an "e". He finally came to this time, his eyelids bobbing as they tried to stay open.

"Yeah," he mumbled. "What is it?" I knew that it was going to come to this, I had to not stutter... or I would look completely lame and embarrass Derek, and I didn't want to do that to him in this state.

"It's um," so far so good. "You see well," now I'm not stuttering but I am stammering DAMMIT! "Derek kind of needs some...something to um," Liam sat up and looked over to Derek.

"Holy Hannah Derek, you're naked!" Derek shot up, sleeping bag and all.

"It's not my fault alright, just_ let me borrow something of yours to wear okay?" He was holding up that sleeping bag like his life depended on it, and it was hard not to laugh at his embarrassment, with those green emeralds of his so wide and nervous? I had to bite on my tongue to hold back my amusement, but it left a sour taste in my mouth... sorry Derek, I let you down.

Liam forged from his nap sac some articles he believed "might" fit Derek and Derek snatched them and potato sac race styled his way into the bushes.

After a moment I heard a few curses coming from back there, and a jostling of a zipper.

"How are things goin' pup?" Liam called, lining it with a laugh.

"Fine." Derek growled, and then he uttered a curse. I heard him grunting, kind of like someone who is trying to force themselves into a size too small of jeans. Then his grunting got fiercer, maybe a few sizes smaller.

Then behind the bushes fell silent, Liam and I looked at each other when Derek didn't come out after a minute or so.

"Uh, Derek?" I said, motioning myself closer to where I thought he was.

"I'm not coming out!" he declared. I shuffled a little closer.

"What are you talking about?" Liam argued.

"Stop acting like a baby Derek, common!" I heard him huff. "It can't be that bad...can it?"Rustling came from the bushes, and out popped Derek like a wall, he didn't look happy.

I was right, he was defiantly not happy. As we began our hike his anger even spread to how he was walking, which seemed kind of odd... and Liam just kept snickering at him over it. The clothes Liam gave Derek I found looked better on him then his previous outfit. They actually fit him... well the jeans looked a little small, but besides that the shirt and sweater seemed fine, and it showed off his physique in a good way. He was actually wearing some colour other than grey and black, and that brought out his features in a way that honestly even surprised me!

But he still looked pissed... maybe I should say something.

"Derek are you okay?" he mumbled that he was fine, and went back to his stiff shuffling.

"Don't mind him cutie, he just has his panties in a bunch!" Derek scowled and elbowed him. I blushed after a moment, realising what he meant.

At the door, I was the one who volunteered to knock, I needed to explain the situation to Andrew, it was my fault for not just making him worry about Derek when he fled to the woods, but also for having to trouble himself over me when I went out in search for Derek without his permission. That must have really irked him.

When no one came after a fair bit of knocking, I presumed that it was still too early for them to be awake and tried the knob. It twisted halfway, then jammed. Locked! I handed it over to Derek and somehow he forced it open and we stepped into the house. Liam began looking around the entrance way.

"Well, nice place you got here." Me and Derek turned on Liam and he snapped his yap shut.

We made our way to the kitchen, and the three of us sat down at the table, being bathed in the early morning sunrise. I saw Derek in the wee sunlight, and he seemed tensed, like something was troubling him still.

"Derek?" he looked up.

DPOV

"What?" I pretty much snapped at her, but I couldn't help it... Liam was in the house, and that made it a lot less safe, defeating the purpose of the name 'Safe House' in all senses of the word. But this was a difficult situation, there was no other option other than to invite him in, if Chloe and I ran, or sneaked out of the camp when he was sleeping, he would easily have been able to track us. Then he wouldn't be complimenting our house, but possibly destroying it. I had to keep him happy, and keep my eye on him at all times, but that meant that I couldn't go up to my room and redress into something a little more... *I looked down at my replacement jeans*... my size, to put it to you briefly.

Chloe was saying something, but I only caught the end part of it, she was squabbling on about if I was hungry I think, so returned her question with a simple nod. I wanted to move as little as possible if I had to be stuck wearing this, and she probably noticed that I was stiff, but couldn't find it in her to pry the answer as to why out of me. Man she could be too nice at times, especially when it was not needed.

Liam shot me a glare, and I felt the hair on the hair back of my neck prickle. What was he up to?

"Please," he said standing up. "let me make breakfast, it's the least I could do for you guys letting me into your home." What the hell?

I looked over to Chloe and she was all smiles, thanking him for doing that for us. Why does she have to be such a fluff ball right now, can't she see he is up to something?

"No," I said screeching back my chair, the two looked at me, I knew I was being paranoid but I couldn't let Liam be alone, or alone with Chloe for that matter. I felt like I was being possessive, but I didn't care. "I'll do it." Chloe looked at me hard, then shrugged off what she was probably going to say and cheerfully agreed.

"Alright Derek, if you really want to." Liam snuck up to me and clapped me on the back, making my mind jump, but I never let it reach the outside.

"Well, looks like Chloe and I are going to get front row seats to the actual show: "Cooking with the Wolf Man" this morning. Sweet!" I blinked.

I tied an apron around my waist (just barely getting it on) and started looking at the shelves and kitchen all around me. What the heck did I get myself into? I really hope Andrew will get up soon, cause there might be a disaster zone in this kitchen before I'm done with it.

I glanced back at my audience and Liam flashed me a thumbs up, and one of his canines.

What have I gotten myself into DAMMIT?

Hey how did you like it? Just to tell you there is a Native American Show called "Cooking with the Wolf Man" and they star a chef that makes tons of traditional Native food YuM!

Thanx for reading!

-Sapphiregorgeus :3