Chloe- 17 Derek- 18. Used to be posted on here under the same title, just had a different plot. Been a few years since i've been on here, so I came across my story and didn't like it. After deleting it and revising it giving it a completley new plot, I decided to repost it. I find I'm happier with this version than the original, so let me know what you think. Thanks.

This wasn't supposed to happen again. This was supposed to be a safe house. Then again, with our history, I guess we should have expected it. I looked to my left, where Tori and Simon were standing, eyes locked on the burning building in front of us, then to my right where my gaze lingered on my boyfriend of 2 years sitting in wolf form.

It all happened so fast. One moment I'm sitting curled up on the couch with a blanket, Derek in wolf form sleeping snuggled up next to me, and then the next Simon and Tori burst into the living room yelling. They didn't need to explain themselves because coming up behind them, moving unnaturally fast, was orange flames. We all jumped into action, running out the back door straight to the edge of the forest.

Feeling my eyes on him, Derek looked up, green eyes piercing my blue ones, looked back at the house falling to shambles then huffed, stood up and shook out his fur. Letting out a short bark to get Simon and Tori's attention, he shifted from paw to paw anxiously, ears swiveling in all directions. We gotta get moving.

Understanding instantly, I turned to Simon and Tori relaying the message and with one final look at each other we spread out among the forest, Tori and Simon going in one direction while Derek and I went in another. While not anticipating this attack for quite awhile, we still had a plan for emergencies. Although, I would use the term "plan" loosely.

It was more of a leap of faith. Kit, Simon, Tori's and Derek's father, said that if this should ever happen while he and my Aunt Lauren were away, we should split up and follow his directions to a "T". Simon and Tori were to go straight to the rendezvous point, while Derek and I were to make a quick detour before meeting up with them. Whenever I ask Derek about what we were supposed to do he would tell me not to worry about it, he'd let me know should we ever find ourselves in this situation.

Not to say Simon and Tori had the bigger end of the stick in any way since Kit didn't give them the location of the rendezvous point straight out. Instead he opted to give them a piece of paper with a clue. That clue was going to lead them on some hunt for the other pieces of papers with clues leading them in the direction of the rendezvous point. Lame? A little. Smart? According to Kit and Derek, very.

Supposedly it was going to throw whoever, if anyone, that is following Tori and Simon off their trail. Personally, I think it was Derek's way of trying to keep them occupied should our quick detour take longer than expected.

Shaking my head, I returned back to the present, glancing at the black wolf walking a ways in front of me.

"Derek," I whispered. "Do you hear smell anything?" Glancing back at me, he shook his head as best as he could. No. Then stopping, he cocked his head, ears swiveling once again, only flicking his eyes to me when I bumped into him from behind, not prepared for his sudden stop.

Sorry.

Nodding my head to him in acceptance of his apology, I walked towards his head slowly, cringing visibly when leaves crunched under my feet. Reaching my desired spot, I shifted and froze when my foot landed on a twig making it snap. I earned a look for that one.

Stay still.

Giving him a sheepish look, I listened to him and stopped moving, tempted to hold my breath. I'd like to say I stood there for a good chunk of time waiting patiently for Derek to relax and start walking again. But curiosity getting the better of me, I shifted.

"D-Do you…Do you hear anything?" I quietly asked. Glancing at me, I saw the annoyance in his eyes. Ignoring my question he went back to listening, ears swiveling once again. Sighing impatiently, I shifted my weight from foot to foot once again.

"Derek." I said a bit annoyed. "You're making me feel like something is going to jump out and say Boo! I get enough of th-" I stopped with the look he gave me.

Chloe. Shut up.

"Sorry." I squeaked out. His gaze softened and he gave a low grunt. Interpreting that into Me too, I relaxed a bit, annoyance melting away into nothing. Replacing it was worry. He still didn't answer my question.

About to open my mouth to repeat my question, Derek's ears stopped twitching. It got eerily quiet all around us then a twig snapped. Ears once again in motion, Derek listened intently. Not hearing anything for a few minutes, I chalked it up to a bunny running away sensing a predator nearby.

Derek stiffened. Sniffing the air he let out a tense growl and his head jerked to the right, staring in the general direction the twig snapped from minutes ago. It wasn't me who shifted their weight this time.

Moving each one of his paws, he crouched down and pulled his lips back showing his teeth. A low grumble was coming from the bushes where Derek was facing. I froze, feet nailed to the floor. Werewolf.

It seemed that the wolf's growl only served to agitate Derek even more as I watched his hackles rise, and he let out a frightening snarl. At this point I was expecting a large dog to jump out of the brush and Derek to meet his pounce mid-air. At least that's what the screenwriter part of my brain was thinking.

Amazing escape from burning house, splitting the group up, the two siblings going their own way while the other two teenagers- one a black threatening werewolf and the other a freakishly powerful necromancer-suspense building as the wolf listens to their surroundings only to hear twigs snapping and then comes the big standoff between the two werewolves.

Yeah, I almost wished that's what happened. Then I would have had a reason for the girlish squeal that came out of me involuntarily.

No, what really happened was after Derek let out his threatening snarl, the animal in the brush let out a small yip and then you heard scrambling, leaves flying, and bushes shaking. Then silence.

Derek straightening from his crouch turned with a satisfied look on his face, and let out a snort. Bringing his gaze to mine, I saw his green eyes sparkling. That's when it hit me. It wasn't a werewolf but just a normal wolf. Thinking back to Derek telling me something about werewolves and dogs not mixing, I got a bit annoyed.

"Derek!" I scolded. "Was that completely necessary?" He had the decency to look sheepish. Then he froze. Hackles rising, lips pulling back into a snarl. "Derek! Seriously cut the crap! We need to ge-"He snapped out of it, eyes flashing to mine, and nudged my knees forward, hard enough to make me stumble backwards. I got the message.

Run.

Turning around I stumbled my way through the woods. Falling on rocks and branches, tripping over tree roots, feeling envious towards the 200lb wolf behind me snapping at my heels every once in awhile letting me know when I went off course, while he seemingly flew over the forest floor- paws never making a sound.

Stumbling over a particular big tree root I landed on the floor hands stretched out to break my fall, but it still didn't stop me from face planting it in the a few twigs and leaves getting a scratch on my neck that burned instantly.

Beginning to heave myself up, I suddenly found it an impossible feat when Derek skidded to a stop and stepped over me. Turning my face to rest on my right cheek, I saw his front paws and hind legs on each side of me, I couldn't get up. Then I felt his breath on the back of my neck and his wet nose gently graze my chin, very softly nudging my head up a bit.

You okay?

Giving him a small smile I nodded my head as best as I could. Relief flashed through his eyes but only briefly. Anger quickly replaced it when another twig snapped and he started growling, hackles once again standing on end. Then I saw what we were running from.

Ramon.

"Nice to see you again, pup." He said, walking towards us casually. Derek growled a low warning- still standing over me. Ramon laughed.

"Showin' your mate who's in charge are ya?" Amused he looked at the way Derek was standing over me. "Gotta say, I admire your technique. Skip right over the human emotion and go straight for the more…wild approach." Smiling creepily as he said the last part, he began walking towards us a bit more. Derek's low growl turned into a full out snarl- teeth and all.

Chuckling he took another step forward acting as if a Chihuahua was growling at him instead of a very pissed off werewolf.

"Relax pup, you're getting cutie all worked up over there. Can't you just smell her? All frightened and nervous." He let out a laugh again. "How 'bout once you're done with her you let me take her out for a spin, huh pup? She doesn't look as young as she did when we first met." His gaze gave me a once over, completely ignoring the wolf still standing over me. "Filled out nicely, but you already knew that didn't you, pup?"

That comment coupled with him stepping towards us once again made Derek let out a loud growl that shook me to my core, and at the same time he snapped his teeth together a couple times- eyes wild. Ramon showed no emotion other than amusement, eyebrows raised and a smirk gracing his face he continued, edging Derek on.

"Or maybe you don't." Ramon took a deep breath in, Derek shifted in his stance crouching a bit. Then Ramon let out a loud noise- a full on belly laugh. "Smells like a virgin. What's wrong pup? Can't satisfy her?" He shifted his gaze then, looking from Derek to me.

"Hey cutie, how 'bout trying out a real wolf, not some mutt." He said the word 'mutt' as if he was talking about a dead rat-disgusted. Then he laughed again. "I promise I'll show you a real good time cutie, since your boy here can satisfy you." He threw a smirk at Derek. "I'll show you what mates are supposed to do. You look like you could hold your own." Derek's jaws snapped together again saliva hanging from his sharp canines- he looked like a real wolf. Ramon's smirked grew.

"I'll have you screaming my name in no time, I promise." He winked. Derek's control snapped; he pounced.