****PLEASE READ!**** Just to clear up something real quick. While Derek and Emily were talking at the cafe he did get Emily's number in case she needed another ride if Scott or Stiles try anything again. If you have the time, tell me what you think about this chapter and vote if you feel :)

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I do not own the characters of TV show teen wolf such as Scott, Derek, Allison, Stiles, and so on. I do not own the show teen wolf. I do not own the ideas of the TV show Teen Wolf. (Though I wish I could be such an amazing writer as the writer of Teen Wolf!!!) I do own my characters such as Emily and her friend Stephanie because I created the two girls.

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Chapter 5:

"Scott what the hell is that?" I almost yelled at him.

" I can explain." He looked at me in the eyes. "I think."

"Ok." I said uncertain if I wanted to know.

"First let me fix that." I said pointing at his wound.

"Sur.." He hissed as I pressed the gauze on his wound.

"Suck it up. You got your self in this mess."

When he didn't respond I felt pretty bad for saying that. It's just in his nature to get in trouble. I finished dressing up his wound. Stepping back to examine my work, I had to say I did a pretty good job. The gaze wrapped around his wound and his stomach.

"I'm sorry Scott." I said under my breath. I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck. I could feel his body grow tense, but after a few seconds I felt his arms around me. I was frightened by his wound and I didn't know what else to do.

"Its ok, Emily. Now could you let go? You're hurting me."

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" I jumped away from him as fast as I could, taking a spot right next to him.

"Are you ok?"

"I will be." He chuckled, gently punching my arm. He winced a little obviously from the punch.

"Stupid." I mumbled under my breath. Scott looked at me and smiled.

"Thanks Em."

"Tell me what happened."

"I was hoping you had forgot about that."

"You really think I would of forgot about that? I just dressed your wound that I have no idea how you got. Its kind of hard to forget."

"True, true." He chuckled.

"Is this going to be a long story?" I questioned.

"Probably."

I slide away from him on my bed so I was leaning against the bed frame.

"Ok, I'm all ears."

Scott let out a sigh. "Could this maybe wait until tomorrow? I am really tired and..."

"No Scott!"

"You promise not to freak out?"

"Il try."

He sat up straighter and carefully positioned himself on the edge of my bed so he was facing me. He took a deep breath and began.

An half hour later I sat there in shock. Stiles had come over and told Scott that there was half of a body found in the forest. So they had decided to go try and find the other half of the body. Stile's dad had shown up with the rest of the task force, who where obviously looking for the body too. Stiles got caught but Scott had some how got away. Stiles backed up Scott and told his dad that he was out there looking for the body by himself. Scott was making his way home through the forest when he dropped his inhailer. While he was looking for it he stumbled across the other half of the body. Scott shook as he was obviosly having fasbacks of that moment. I reached out and held his hand to try to offer him some comfort. In his haist of trying to get away from the body he fell down a small cliff. As soon as he had got up out of nowhere he was attacked by....

"A wolf?!" I screamed.

"You heard me." Scott whispered.

"You have got to be kidding me! Scott there are no wolves in California, especially in Beacon Hills for that matter!"

"That's what I thought too. You have to believe me. I wouldn't lie to you Em. I don't know how but it was a wolf, a big one. I swear, I have never seen anything like it."

"Scott maybe you bumped your head, maybe you..."

"Em. I have no reason to lie to you. You're my sister, I would never make this up. To be quite honest I was scared. I didn't know what to do."

"Sc..Scott. Its ok, I believe you. But, I love you and if it was an animal that bit you then we have to worry about disease, rabies, all of that stuff. I need to take you to the hospital."

Scott tried to react but I stopped him.

"Please Scott."

"Emily." He paused. "Just please trust me on this one. I will do anything Emily, please. I am begging you. The first sign of any infection or whatever you can take me to the hospital."

I glared at him, "And?"

"You can tell mom." He said while rolling his eyes. "We got a deal."

I starred at him and sighed, "I hate you Scott."

"No, I think you meant to say you love me." He said while he leaned back on my bed. He winced slightly as his back hit my bed. I leaned back against my pillows. I didn't mind that he was covered in dirt on my bed. I didn't have the heart to tell him to go clean up because he had ben through so much tonight. He needed to rest.

"You aren't the only one who had an interesting afternoon." I paused for a few seconds as I remembered what Stiles and him had done to me. "Oh! And thanks for this morning you freaking jerk!"

Scott only laughed weakly, he was staring at the ceiling holding his side with one of his hands. He looked up at me with a questioned look.

"Wait how did you get out of the jeep? How long did it take you, and what do you mean by interesting?"

I was debating if I should tell him about Derek. It was a little risky since Scott was slightly protective of me when it came to my guy friends, not horribly though, just enough to show he cared. Especially since Derek was a complete stranger and I caught a ride home with him. I shuddered at the thought. It hit me that it was really risky what I had done. I figured he had gone through enough tonight, so I decided to leave out a few parts.

"Well it took me forever to get out of Stiles' freaking jeep. I used the front doors. And I had a nice afternoon at the café."

"Oh. Ok. I figured it would take you a wile. I actually felt kind of bad though after I got in class. I didn't see you all day either."

"I'm glad you feel bad. That was so wrong. You do realize you two made me miss the first day of class, right?"

Scott sighed, "Yes. I am really sorry. But anyway your afternoon didn't sound as awesome as you explained. What made it so awesome?"

"Well pretty much nothing, except I forgot my money and this guy had to pay for my order. Well he didn't have to but he paid for it. It was really nice." Images of Derek handing me money and having lunch with me flashed in my mind. I couldn't help the smile that played on my lips.

"Woah! Woah! What the hell is that?" Scott said, raising his voice ever so slightly.

"What?" I said a little confused.

"That!" He said pointing at my mouth.

Crap, I was hoping he hadn't seen my smile.

"It was nothing."

"That smile wasn't nothing. What happened? Who was he? How old is he? Where does...."

"Scott! Oh my gosh shut up!" I yelled at him. "He just paid for my dinner."

I felt bad lying to him but I didn't want to worry him. Scott just sat there staring at me. He looked like he was really confused and angry at the same time.

"I'm sorry Scott. You just need to calm down. You are to overprotective."

Immediately after there was tense silence. Scott was pissed but I wasn't really sure why.

After a while he finally broke the silence. "You're not telling me everything."

His eyes pierced into my own. His eyes were unnaturally dark.

"Answer me." He said.

"Scott? Are you ok?" His chest was rising faster and faster. "Why are you breathing so hard? You seriously aren't that pissed off, are you?"

He looked like he was about to snap. He sat up quickly and moved towards me.

"What the hell do you think?" He said in a tone I have never heard before from him. I slid away from him uncomfortably.

"Scott, you're scaring me. I promise nothing happened. I promise Scott. Please calm down, you are really freaking me out."

"You promise?" He said in a flat tone.

"Yes, please Scott, your really scaring me."

He just stood there silent. I noticed his fingers had curled into fists. He looked like he was shaking a little.

"Ok." He whispered.

I had to get away from him. I was almost in a state of panic as his dark eyes watched me.

"Scott, I need to go to sleep, are you going to be ok tonight?"

"Yes."

"Ok. Good night." I said awkwardly.

He started walking out my bedroom door. "Night."

'What in the hell had just happened?'

As soon as I was sure he was gone I quickly jumped out of bed and shut my door, locking it. I ran back to my bed and searched frantically for my phone. I dialed the numbers as fast as I could. I pressed my phone to my ear. It rang a few times. My heart was pounding. I was scared he wouldn't pick up.

Come on.

Please pick up.

It stopped ringing for a milasecond.

I held my breath.

"...Emily?"