It all started the night Scott got bit. We had been running around the woods, trying to find a dead body- well half of a dead body- and I had got caught by my dad. He was going to walk me back to my jeep, but I convinced him to get back to work and that I'd go home. I really did intend on going home but on my way towards the jeep, I heard a noise and froze, standing as I could- which given it was me and I hadn't had any Adderall, wasn't very. I saw a flash of blue, almost like glowing eyes.
Suddenly there was a man coming towards me.
'I swear to god if I get murdered in the woods...' I trailed off. Then I really looked at the man in front of me and I actually recognised him. 'Wait a minute, Derek Hale?' I asked.
'You know who I am?' He questioned quietly.
'Of course I know who you are. Everyone in Beacon Hills knows who you are. Though I'd probably be one of few to recognise your face. Tragedy always seems to linger, in this town especially.' I was rambling a little, again a side effect of not taking the Adderall to combat my ADD.
'And why would you recognise my face?' He asked with an amused look on his face.
'Because I'm curious, have ADD and my dad's the sheriff. You do the math.' I was alone, at night, in the woods talking to a potential murderer and I was throwing sarcasm in his face. Clearly I have a death wish. 'You know if I could believe that you were a murderer I might be in real trouble here.'
'You don't think I'm a murderer?' He seemed almost offended. 'Why not?' He asked, scowling as though he was trying to look intimidating. I laughed in his face.
'Because I trust my instincts, they've never led me wrong yet. And I believe that you have suffered too much violence and pain that you wouldn't do anything this serious. It's not in your nature. Lover, not a fighter- unless it's to protect those you love, or loved. Wow that went deep. Sorry. I get senses of people, usually they're accurate.' I think that the fact I was talking to Derek Hale was getting to me. With jet black hair, emerald eyes and a body I would kill for, he made for one attractive man. I think I might have a slight crush.
He gaped at me. 'You know it isn't safe to be running around out here. I'll walk you to your car.' He began to lead the way straight to my jeep without even asking where I'd parked.
'How did you- You know what never mind. Considering you live in the woods I'm just gonna go with, you have excellent tracking skills. And like hunting skills as well probably. I'm sure you have lots of talents. And I'm rambling, feel free to jump in anytime here.' God I hated having ADD sometimes. It makes me sound like a lunatic most of the time.
He grinned then, actually grinned,for a moment and then it was gone. 'I don't live in the woods. I have a house. Also yes to the skills. And depending on what it is you're referring to, I assure you I can be very talented.' Was he flirting? I think he's actually flirting right now. Oh my god. I think my heart is actually trying to beat out of my chest. I know I'm blushing, thank the gods for darkness. His gaze however flickered to my chest and then my face as though he could see and hear my reaction to him.
'Anyway, I've got to go... Don't get murdered Hale, I'll see you around I'm sure.' And then I jumped into my jeep and drove away.*****
Authors note.
The chapters will vary in length depending on how I'd like them to end- e.g where it seems to flow best.
In this version, the werewolves either turn partially- e.g like in the tv show- or into actual wolves, learned skill. Also Stiles has hair in this- not like how short it was in season 1.
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FanfictionWhat if the night they found the body Stiles bumped into Derek Hale? And what if Stiles is a little different to how we've seen him in the show? In my version of events things are a little different and right from the start there is a profound conne...