Storm & Hale (A Teen Wolf/Supernatural Crossover Fanfic)

Manic Gingers and Surly Brunettes

Chapter 13 - Manic Gingers and Surly Brunettes

No real episode.

When Lorelei got home she hopped straight in the shower and turned the water up as high as it could go.

"What the hell is going on here?" Lorelei whispered to herself, "How can I help them if I don't know the real threat."

Lorelei lent against the wall and started to slide down to the floor.

"Is it the Alphas? The Durach?" Her head fell into her hands as she began to sob, "I'm meant to be helping them. I'm meant to be a legendary Tempest for fucks sake!"

Her muffled sobs soon grew to wails.

"What the hell am I even doing!?" Lorelei yelled pushing herself up and turning off the shower.

The mirror was all fogged up still while Lorelei grabbed a towel to wrap around herself. By the time Lorelei had finished water had started gathering on the mirror, racing down, leaving patterns strewn across its surface. Lorelei stepped towards the mirror and swiped her hand across the mirror to reveal her refection. Slightly damp hair, red rimmed violet eyes, slight bruise under her jaw line and the scar on her collar-bone that Axel had given her when they were little kids.

Axel.

Axel her brother.

Axel who she couldn't save.

Lorelei continued to stare at the mirror for a few more seconds trying to calm herself down. She ran her fingers through her hair and grasping to the slightly knotted ends for dear life. She let go of her hair and let a long steady breath stream out of her mouth. Then she snapped.

"Fuck this. Fuck everything!" Lorelei's fists balled up as she looked into the mirror, "Why me? Why do I have to put up with all this? When my neighbours' kids were crying because they could get a new bike, I had to stand in front of my mother's grave and hold my brother! I had to burn my sister's body while everyone else was getting trashed at graduation! Why the fuck did it have to be me!"

"Argh!" Lorelei grunted as her fist flew towards the mirror shattering the glass into fragments around her. Blood trailed down from her hand, wrapped around her wrist and dripped from her forearm onto the basin. The more Lorelei stared at her arm the more mesmerised she became by it. Precious untainted Tempest blood falling to tiles in an apartment building also occupied by a werewolf. A cute werewolf, but a werewolf none the less.

"Lorelei? Where are you?" Lorelei spun around and saw the door knob turning, "Its Derek."

When Derek opened the door his eyes grew as big as saucers.

"What the hell happened," Derek asked rushing over to her," Why are you..."

The rest of his sentence drifted off when his eyes found the mirror. He turned back to her with empathy in his eyes, "Come here."

Without another word he wrapped her into a hug and started to stroke her hair.

"Do you have a first aid kit?" Lorelei nodded.

"In the second draw," Lorelei whispered.

"Go sit in the lounge room. I'll be out in a second," Derek stepped back and let her past.

Lorelei gave a quick nod before walking out of the bathroom and sitting on one of the sofas.

"Here we go," Derek said when he entered the room, "Can you tell me what happened?"

He sat across from Lorelei on the coffee table and started unrolling a bandage.

"I... I just... Nothing," She looked at her feet as soon as the words were out of her mouth.