Sophia entered Beacon Hills High School, wearing her favorite pair of jean shorts, a pair of biker boots, and one of Derek's Henley shirts. Yes, it was huge on her, but she tied the back of it with a hair tie, making it fit better.

She made her way towards her locker to get her books for the first part of the day, when she felt her phone vibrate in her shorts pocket.

"Pick you up after school."- Derek

She couldn't help but smile. She and Derek had been quite couple-y since that night a few weeks ago.

"See ya, handsome." –Sophia

"You know I could drive you to school, you don't have to pop yourself there." – Derek

"I know, but I didn't want to wake you up. Besides, it's faster to go poof." –Sophia

"Anyway, I'll pick you up." – Derek

She put her phone back in her pocket, reaching and opening her locker, getting her books inside her backpack.

"Sophia!" Turning around, she saw Kira Yukimura making her way towards her. Behind her; were Scott McCall, Lydia Martin and the newest member of the pack, Liam Dunbar.

"Where have you been? We've been looking for you everywhere!" The young alpha said, an angry look on his face.

"Hi to you too, Scotty." The pixie said, the sarcasm dripping from her tone.

"Just answer the question." Scott snapped.

"Fine, I've been in my house. There, happy?" She said after a sigh.

Ok, that was a total lie. She'd been at Derek's loft. With her parents gone almost every day due to business trips and that dead pool of supernatural creatures going around, she didn't want to be home alone, so she spent every day with Derek. She's not in the list, weirdly enough, but Derek is. And with him slowly losing his wolf powers, she wanted to be there for him. Not that she could do much, but she could trick the attacker and puff them in a forest or something. Maybe inside a bear cave…

"Yeah, that's not true. See, we were at your house before coming to school, you weren't there." Lydia said.

"Oh." Crap. She never actually thought what to say to the pack if this ever happened. She and Derek never actually told them about being together, they wanted to keep it private, at least until they were caught. 'Ok Sophia, think!' she thought.

"That's because… I… " She started, everyone's eyes on her. 'Because I've sent the past 3 weeks at Derek's loft.' No you can't say that! Bad Sophia!'

"I went to… the convenience store! I needed…um… something."

"Something?" The banshee asked, raising one perfect eyebrow. 'Dammit Lydia!'

"Yeah, I needed… tampons." Sophia said bashfully, pretending to be ashamed. Both werewolves looked grossed out and even blushed a little.

"It's that time of the month, and I didn't have any more at home so-"

"Ok stop it! We get it!" Scott screamed. Now, with both werewolves being awkward about the whole 'period' situation and believing she too was ashamed of admitting to being on her period – which was, indeed, a lie - , she hoped they didn't notice her heart beat.

"Anyway! Oh my, look at the time! I have to go! I have a test to study for and homework to finish, ok bye!" Sophia said, closing her locker, walking away fast, not wanting them to follow her. She could hear them calling her name behind her, but ignored them and kept on walking.

Arriving to the classroom – kind of early, mind you- she set her stuff on a desk and sat down. She had no idea how she was supposed to keep this a secret anymore; she was running out of ideas of what to tell her friends. Besides, she thought Scott and Liam could totally hear her heartbeat every time she lied even though she was practically made to lie. She's a pixie, for God's sake!

All day long, she did her best to avoid the pack. From Scott's and Stiles' stalking, to Malia's not so subtle "Why are you avoiding us?", to Lydia's phone calls, to Kira's texts. She made excuse after excuse, until lunch, that is. Lunch was a terrible time, everyone was at the cafeteria! How was she going to avoid them?!

"Ok, breath Sophia, breath." She repeated to herself, making her way towards the cafeteria, getting her lunch, looking for an empty – and far away, barely visible – table, and sitting down at said table, when her phone ranged again, telling her she had a new text.

Grumbling, she took it out from her pocket and was about to swipe it way, when she saw it was from Derek.

"How's school going?" – Derek

Again, she couldn't help but smile. This man had the perfect timing. She was having a really bad day being stalked by the whole pack, and he manages to get her to smile with just one text. This guy was driving her crazy.

"Not bad. I think the pack's onto us, though." – Sophia

"Really?"- Derek

"Yeah, I can't think of new lies to tell them. Hey, are you home?" – Sophia

Yes, she called his loft "home". She got used to hearing him saying it, and spending 3 weeks with him, she couldn't help herself.

"Yeah." – Derek

"Wanna hang out at my place today? Yours is like, the pack's meeting point." – Sophia

She wasn't lying. They have been so close to getting caught because the pack, apparently, didn't know the words "privacy" and "knocking".

"Sure. What time?" – Derek

"How about now? I'll just poof myself there. Can't think of another way to avoid them." – Sophia

"You're gonna skip class?" – Derek

"I'm a rebel without a cause, baby ;)" – Sophia

"That you are. Meet you in 10 minutes?" – Derek

"Sure. Ring when you're there." – Sophia

She sat there for about 5 minutes, eating her sandwich and reading a book, when suddenly, BAM! A tray was slammed against the table.

Looking up, she was met with the faces of the whole pack. And she meant the whole pack. Stiles, Scott, Lydia, Kira, Malia, and Liam.

"Finally! You know how hard it is to keep up with you?!" Stiles said, setting his tray down and sitting. The pack, following his example, did the same.

"Why are you avoiding us?" Kira asked.

Sighing, Sophia placed her sandwich on top of the Ziploc bag it came from. "I'm not avoiding you, I've been-" She started, but she got cut off by Scott.

"Why do you smell like Derek?"

'Shit.' Sophia thought.

"What are you talking about?"

"Yes, you actually smell a little different, Soph." Liam commented.

"No, I don't."

" And your heart is beating faster now." Malia added.

"Actually, that shirt is not yours." Lydia said.

"Yes it is. I like baggy clothes."

Lydia just raised an eyebrow, already waiting for Sophia to tell the truth. The pixie knew she couldn't lie to the banshee about her clothes, Lydia knew Sophia's closet inside out.

"Alright. It's Derek's. Happy?"

Stiles almost choked on the water he was drinking. "Why are you wearing Derek's shirt?"

She looked down at her hands, then. She didn't like to remember the story she was about to tell them, for a very good reason.

"Remember the whole Nogitsune thing?" She asked , looking everywhere but at Stiles. Everyone nodded, sad looks on their faces.

"Well, I was really afraid because… I thought the Nogitsune might target me. You guys told me stay away from everything that was going on, so I called Derek. You guys were scared too of what he might do to me, so you left to look for Stiles while I stayed the night at Derek's, and he said it was alright.

"So, I went to the loft and he gave me a shirt to sleep, seeing as I hadn't packed a bag, with the hurry and all. The next day, I got the call that you guys had found Stiles, so I practically ran and didn't actually change clothes."

There was silence then. Everyone was looking at Sophia, who was looking down at her hands.

"I would never kill you." Stiles whispered, looking at his hands. He was holding onto one of Malia's, but he let it go, feeling he shouldn't do it at the moment.

"Maybe you wouldn't, but the Nogitsune totally would have. I was important to you. Well, I thought I was." Sophia snapped.

"You were and are important to me, Soph."

Sophia scoffed. "Yeah right. Important enough to be cheated on? Boy, was I important!"

Stiles looked at her with wide, sad, regretful eyes. Malia snapped her eyes at her, breathing deeply and biting the inside of her cheek to control herself. Sophia couldn't take her eyes off of him, she could care less about Malia. Yes, the werecoyote could kill her, but the pixie could make her disappear in the blink of an eye and appear somewhere else.

The rest of the pack looked everywhere, except at the trio. The air was so tense and awkward for them, they didn't know what to do, but stay silent.

Getting her stuff and not saying a word, Sophia stood up and left the table. She was mad, furious. 2 months, a great guy with her, and she still couldn't move on. 'What's wrong with me?' She asked herself, opening the doors to the hallway.

"Soph! Sophia!"

She could hear Stiles shouting behind her, speed walking to keep up with her, but she just kept on walking.

"Sophia, please wait up!"

Sophia stopped and turned around, and saw that Stiles now was running to keep up with her. She waited for him in the middle of the hallway. Why she waited, she didn't know.

"What?" She snapped when he reached her.

"When…when you spent the night at Derek's, did you… did you…"

"Sleep with him?" Stiles didn't answer. He kept silent and just stared at Sophia.

"No Stiles. I didn't cheat on you. Because, contrary to you, I did have some respect for our relationship. I didn't sleep with Derek, or Aiden or Isaac or anyone! Because I actually respected you. But I guess that was just me, am I right?"

She could feel the tears pooling in her eyes, burning threatening to fall, but she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing her cry, so she turned around and left.

"Sophi-"

"Leave me alone, Stiles!" She shouted at him, entering the girls' bathroom.

She could feel the tears now falling down her face, dripping into her t-shirt. Now she was angry. Why did she still continue to cry over him? Derek's there for her, she feels something for him, that she knows. He makes her feel special and gives her the respect she needed.

Her pocket vibrated again. She sighed, getting her phone out. If it was another text from the pack – or worse, Stiles – she will go ballistic. She will absolutely and without a doubt poof them into a forest – in Alaska. Or Washington. Or even the Amazonian jungle.

"I'm here." – Derek

"Sorry, got caught up. Be there in a sec." – Sophia

She washed her face, not caring if her make up washed away. Well, her mascara was now running down her cheeks, but she didn't care anymore. She looked at her reflection. Her eyes were a little bit red, but at least she wasn't crying anymore.

Breathing in deep, she closed her eyes and visualized her living room. When she was sure it was completely there, she clapped her hands and POOF! She vanished from the bathroom and appeared in her living room.

She was getting good at poofing in and out of places, but poofing someone else was easier. You just had to look at them, clap and BAM. They were gone.

She placed her backpack next to the coat hanger by the front door, and opened the door to let Derek in.

"You do know that you don't have to pop yourself everywhere, right? I could have picked you up at school." He said.

"Hi to you, too." She mumble.

Derek; then; looked down at her, saw her red puffy eyes, and her frown.

"Are you okay?" He asked, cupping her face.

"I'm fine." She lied.

"You know I know when you're lying to me, right?"

"It's nothing, really. I don't want to talk about it." She answered, placing her hand on top of his.

He looked at her with hard - yet concerned - eyes, to which she groaned and rested her face on his chest, her forehead touching his collarbone.

"Please." She mumbled against his chest.

Sighing, Derek kissed her head and rubbed her back, signaling that he wasn't going to argue.

"I just want to take a shower, order a pizza, and cuddle while watching a movie. Can we do that?" She said, not moving her face from his chest.

"Fine. Go shower while I order the pizza."

"Okay. Be right back." She pecked his lips and pooffed herself to her bathroom.

"PEPPERONI AND LOTS OF CHILLI PLEASE!" She shouted from her bathroom.

During her shower, she kept thinking about what had happened at school.

Yes, she was mad at Stiles, but not for cheating on her. Well, yes, the cheating part bugs anyone, but she was mainly angry at him for disrespecting her. She felt betrayed and lied to. A relationship is a matter of trust and respect, and by cheating, he broke her trust and his respect towards her.

Then, she thought of Derek. The great, thoughtful man downstairs. She was seeing a side of Derek that she never thought she'd see. Normally, the former alpha was very serious, he rarely smiled, and was almost always tense. In Stiles' words, he was a sourwolf.

'But he's my sourworlf', a small voice in her head said, causing her to smile. With her – at least when they were alone – he wasn't a sourwolf. With her, he was kind, lovable, he smiled and laughed.

She took her normal 20 minute shower, and; contrary to what she said; walked to her room. Yes, poofing was faster, but she still didn't control it completely; and she wasn't risking appearing naked in the middle of the woods.

She closed the door and locked it out of habit. Her parents weren't home, and it's not like Derek hasn't seen her naked before. She laid on her stomach on her bed, towel still wrapped around her. She still didn't understand her own mind. Yes, she was mad at Stiles, but did that mean she still felt something for him? And Derek, she knew she felt something for him. She liked him a lot, and she loved having him around, she felt safe.

"Woah." She gasped, realizing she just used the 'L' word. She turned around and looked at the ceiling. Did she love Derek? It's only been a few weeks, and it's mainly about the sex. Yes, they've been hanging out around the loft, and they cuddle watching TV or reading a book, they play fight, but they never made it 'official'. Yet, she knew he cared for her, and she cared for him. Not even with Stiles did she feel this way.

'You have to tell him how you feel.' The voice said. But how did she feel? Ugh, this was so confusing.

A knock interrupted her thoughts. "Hey, pizza's here. I'll be downstairs." Derek's voice ranged through the closed door. Sighing, Sophia got up and dressed. She felt comfortable enough around Derek to wear her running shorts and a tank top.

Poofing herself to the living room, she saw that Derek had set two plates with a slice of pizza each, and two glasses full with ice. She couldn't help herself from smiling at that. Suddenly, she felt two strong arms wrap around her. Looking down, she saw that said hands had two Coca-Cola cans. She rested her head against his chest, and he kissed the top of her head; moving them to go sit at the sofa.

After eating their pizza – 2 slices for her, 6 for him – they decided to just cuddle. It was more like spooning. Sophia lay down sideways on the couch, Derek behind her. He had his head perched up on his hand, his other hand resting on her waist, holding her hands. Sophia rested her head on his bicep. They were watching movies on Netflix, but after a while, she felt Derek's gaze on her.

Turning her head a little so she could look at him, he was – indeed – looking at her with so much affection in his eyes, that she couldn't help but think 'maybe I am in love with him.'

Letting go of his hand, she placed hers over his scruff, playing with it. She leaned up, softly kissing his lips. He gripped her waist, deepening the kiss. She heated up the kiss, turning around completely and pushing him so he was lying on the couch on his back, her on top of him.

Breaking off the kiss, she took off her tank top; he took off his, and then returned to the heated kiss they were sharing.

She ran her hands down his sides, settling on his legs. She could already feel him going hard on her, and she smirked to herself into the kiss.

She kissed his neck and collarbone, making her way down his chest, stopping at his stomach to kiss his six packs and ribs, sucking on every single one. His hands found their way towards her hair, and were massaging her hair, groaning as he could feel Sophia's hands unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants.

Out of nowhere, the front door slammed open and 6 pairs of feet ran inside, into the living room.

"SOPHIA WHERE ARE—Oh my God!" Stiles' voice rang through the whole house.

Sophia jumped off Derek, looking for her shirt, not knowing where it was at the moment. Derek, on the other hand, stood in front of her, protecting her from whatever threat there was.

What they didn't expect was to see all the eyes of the pack, staring at them, and quite wide with shock.

Hey guys!

I'm back! I hope you like this new installment for Derek and Sophia! It's not the last of them, because this is a two-shot, and I'm planning on writing a third one! WOOHOO.

Anyway, can anyone think of ship names? I've got zero. Oh, and I'm still working on 'Payphone', my StilesxOC story :)

So, keep tuned for the next part! Don't forget to share, favorite, follow and review!

Thanks!

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