A/N: My first DP FanFic. Will be Chlerek. Definitely. The world would die without it. R&R please.

Chapter One

"Are you kidding me?" I mumbled sleepily, trudging slowly after Derek. He had been jumpy all day, and then I had seen the full moon. I had tried to wait up, but he had taken so long and I had accidentally fallen asleep.

"Nobody forced you to come," Derek snapped, turning on me and I glared at him. It was too late to be intimidated by his… bigness and I was more or less sleepwalking, so I didn't care. I was about to reply, when a shudder tore through him. That woke me up more. Was he close to changing?

"Come on," I said. "Gotta get you someplace safe." We walked deeper into the woods, and Derek kept pulling me up as I stumbled over every branch and rock.

"This place is good." Derek finally stopped and started taking off his clothes. This would have been strange two months ago, but I was used to it, or just ignored it. Of course, it was hard with him- I squashed that thought as Derek lay down, convulsing. Gently, I started to rub his back, massaging the places where his bones were moving and shifting. It felt really weird, but it helped Derek, so I did it.

Sometime later, he was done. Derek hadn't fully changed, but it was over for tonight. Hopefully. It was horrible to watch that and know that you can't do anything to ease the pain. Then somehow Derek fell asleep. Not that I blamed him. It was exhausting just watching, but I couldn't sleep. Nowhere was safe and I needed to keep an eye on Derek. I can imagine him now.

You should have woken me up.

I w-wasn't tired.

Don't lie. What if something had happened?

Then I would have woken you up.

Next time, just wake me up. I don't need you trying to be a hero. Of course, I would be mad at him and walk away. Derek, not understanding the dramatic angry walk-away, would catch up and walk with me.

My eyes started to droop, but I didn't really fight it. Derek would wake up if something bad happened. Bad- Dead! I snapped my eyes open as I remembered the dead. My powers weren't fully under control and I didn't want to wake up any of the dead unknowingly if I did fall asleep. It's been known to happen.

Sighing, I stood up and glanced at Derek. He hadn't moved. I walked away, stumbling, feeling for any dead animals. Nothing. Tentatively, I tried harder and was satisfied that I couldn't feel anything. Of course, that was not a sure way. The Edison Group had messed with my powers, so my powers weren't 100% reliable. And I was wearing my necklace which supposedly blocked my powers.

I turned to head back to Derek, but I couldn't see him anywhere. Even with the full moon shining brightly, it was hard to see.

"D-Derek?" I said nervously, wincing when I stuttered. No reply.

"D-Derek!" I yelled, trying hard not to panic. A twig snapped behind me.