Teen Wolf - The Bite

4 - shifting

"So, Lydia is introducing you to everyone?" Scott asks Allison. let's see where this is going. I lean against my locker as I listen to their conversation. "Yeah, she's been very nice to me. Maybe she understands how much being the new girl sucks." She laughs. "Where did you get that?" I follow Scott's look, it's the jacket she wore to the party. "My jacket? I found it in my locker, Lydia must have put it there, she knows my combination-" "Did she say she brought it back or did somebody give her the jacket?" Okay Scott, now you're starting to be creepy. "Like who?" "Like Derek." "Your friend?" "He's not my friend. How much did you talk to him when he drove you home?" "not much at all." "What did you say." Scott, since when are you such a stalker? "I... gotta get to class... bye!" SHe runs off and I run after Scott. 

"Where are we going?!" I yelll aat him while biking after him. We ride into the woods, crossing the pads, untill we stop in front of Derek's burned-down house. He get's off his bike and so do I. "DEREK! DEREK!" he screams. I look at the left side of the house, I smell blood. I see a fresh digged something over there. Could Stiles be right? Could Derek really have killed her? 

He suddenly appears in front of his door, walking towards us. "Stay away from her!" Scott yells. "She doesn't know anything!" He walks down the few stairs. "yeah? What if she does?" He speaks with his deep, ruf voice. "You think your little buddy Stiles can just google 'werewolf' and you got all the answers, is that it?" I frown. Yeah, he's pretty right.  "You don't get it yet, Scott. I'm looking out for the two of you. Think about what can happen." he get's closer and closer. He's wearing a very thin, tight shirt, and damn. Why does he have to be so goodlooking? 

"You're out on the field, the agression takes over, and you shift, in front of everyone. Your mom. All your friends. And when they see you-" he takes Scott's lacrosse-stick, takes out his claws and rips the net apart. "-everything falls apart." He says while turning the stick around. "Your sister was wise enough to step out of the team and accept my help." He speaks. Oops. Scott looks surprised at me. "You did what? You dreamed of becoming first-line your whole life, and now you're just gonna throw it away?!" "I'm not 'just throwing it away', Scott. This is something we have no say over. It's too dangerous. We're too dangerous. We can't do this alone." I say calmly, but he doesn't seem so calm. "We're not alone! We have each other! We have Stiles!" I sigh. "that's not enough." he bikes away, clearly mad, and I sigh again.

"Well, that didn't go as planned." I say, more to myself than to Derek. He laughs a little. "Well, I'm sure it's gonna be fine. Let me drive you home." I nod as we walk to his car. I quickly send a text to Scott, and than we drive off.

"Thanks for the ride. Do you... wanna come in?" I ask him when we stop in front of my house. "I shouldn't... ahh, why not." He follows me into the house, and we walk to the kitchen where I make ussome coffee. "My bike is still at your place." I suddenly realize. "Didn't I see a motorbike standing on the porch?" He smirks and I laugh. "Yeah, it should work, I sometimes ride on it in the weekends or something. I can take it. Goes a lot faster than biking thought, but then again, so does my running now that I'm a werewolf and all." We both laugh. Wow, I have to admit, I never could've thought that I could make him laugh. 

I hear my phone go off and I answer it. "Rose! You have to get over here right now!" Stiles screams in my ear. "Where are you?" "We're at Dereks place. We found the frikkin' body!" He yells and I freeze. "Stiles." "What?! It's great, right? That means that  we now have prove that Derek killed the girl!" I look at Derek, and I see him staring blankly at me, rage in his eyes. It has gotten dark outside already. "I.. I gotta go S-Stiles. I'll see you later." I hang up and Derek still looks mad. I put my phone on the kitchen table and raise my hands. "I didn't have anything to do with it, I swear." I say calmly but he steps towards me and grabs my throat. 

"That's what you were saying in the text, wasn't you?" I gasp. "I only texted Scott that you were dropping me off at home, that's all!" His grib get's tighter. "I-I s-swear." He pushes me against the wall and I see his eyes turn blue. Huh? Aren't they supposed to be yellow? Whatever. His fangs come out and I feel his claws stinging in my neck. "Derek..."He growls. I try to breathe, and I feel my claws and fangs come out as well, and I sting them in his back. "Let. Me. Go." I growl in his face, feeling my eyes shift. He growls back, and I sting them deeper. "Derek." I stare him deep into his eyes and he lets go of me. I fall down on the ground and immediately grab my throat. Blood is all over the place. 

I gasp for air, but I feel extremely dizzy. "Oh God, Rose!" I feel him lifting me up and putting me down on the couch. "You have to start the healing proces or- damn it!" His claws come out and he stings them in my polse, making me growl. "This will speed up the healing proces." I hear him say, right before I black out.

***

"Derek?" I say when I wake up, and I immediately feel his hand on my cheeck. "You're awake, thank God." He sighs out of relief. I grab my throat, to feel it completely healed. "I cleaned it up, but we should go." I nod and get off the couch, following him to his car. We drive in high-speed to the reservation. Damn, this is so much better than Stiles' crappy jeep, I have to admit. 

We arrive near his house, to see the police already there. "Did you kill her?" I ask him, staring through the trees. We're too far away for them to see us, but us with supernatural sight can see them. "No." I take a deep breath. "Then why is she barried on your property." He stares blankly into the woods as well. "She was my sister. Long lost, didn't know she survived the fire.The HUnters killed her. I put my hand on his for a second, right before pulling it back again. "You ready?" He asks and I nod. He get's out of the car and I take his place behind the weel. He looks at me one more time before walking towards his house. When he arrives, he's immediately escorted by the sherrif into his car, and not more than an hour later all the police is gone. I start the car, and speed up to the house, to find Scott and Stiles sitting on the veranda. 

I get out of the car and walk towards them, and they seem very surprised when they see me. "So, the two of you almost got me killed." I tell them and they both frown. "Derek heard the phone call, Stiles. He thoguht I was in, but I wasn't. The two of you really stabbed me in the back, though. But anyways, he almost cut my entire throat open, but than again I ripped his whole belly open, so I guess that made us even." The both gasp. "Rose, what the-" "Scott, what the two of you did was incredibly stupid! We need him! Howw do you want to play Lacrosse, go out with Allison and not kill people while you have no control, huh?" I sigh and sit down next to them.

"You and Derek seem to get along just fine, right?" Stiles asks and I nod. "You know I don't like to get help, but we can't do this without any. This is above our abilaties, Scott. We need someone who teaches us control." I see him think. "Rose, remember in the lockerrroom, when I almost killed you?" I nod. "You shifted. Without any problems. How..-" I shake my head. "I don't know, and it happened again last night when I 'fought' with Derek. That's why I need him. We need to figure out why I can do this and you can't." 

Scott sighs. "Maybe you're right." "What? No! Derek's a maniac killer, remember?! He killed that girl!" Stiles says and I shake my head. "It was his sister, guys. The girl that he barried, the dead girl, it was his sister." "Laura Hale." Stiles suddenly says and I frown. "What?" I ask. 

"I overheard my dad talking, but I only heard bits and pieces. He mentioned the name 'Laura Hale'." I sigh. "But that doesn't mean he killed her!" Stiles says. "he told me the hunters did it... but I don't quite believe that, that doesn't explain the bite marks all over her body." I say while staring into the woods. "There has to be another werewolf." I suddenly say and they stare at me. 

"Think about it. When Derek turned in front of me, his eyes were blue, not red. And every damn research clearly says they have to be red if you're an alpha. He can't be the alpha, there has to be another werewolf."