Picture- Em and Derek

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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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Epilogue- Part 5:

--Emily's POV:

"Your shoulders are getting red." Derek said next to me.

I rolled my head to the side to look at him and then at my shoulders. He was right. I had been out in the sun too long. We were both lying on a towel in the sand near the water just talking and enjoying each other's company.

"I am trying to catch up to you." I joked, gesturing to his slightly tanned skin.

Derek chuckled but I knew he was right. It was time to go inside.

"Let's get you in."

I nodded my head in agreement and pushed myself up onto my elbows. Derek stood up next to me and reached down to help me up. I took his hand and in one quick pull, I was on my feet. I thanked him and gathered the towels that we were laying on. I silently followed him towards the beach house and cocked my head to the side as he stopped at a little wooden door next to the stairs. I hadn't noticed it before but it stood next to the stairs that led to his beach house. I watched as he opened the wooden door and turned towards me. He took the towels from my arms and placed them on a rack outside the door. I watched him curiously as he stepped inside the small room and reached for what looked like a faucet. I soon realized that the small room was a shower when I heard the water falling to the tile floor. I shivered as a cool breeze hit my soaking wet body.

"It's to rinse off all the sand." Derek suddenly said. He must have noticed me watching the room and him curiously.

"Oh. That's cool." I said as I followed him inside. The room was small and could probably only fit four people at a time. There were windows around the entire room as well as a tile bench across one of the walls.

I groaned in appreciation as the warm water fell over my freezing skin. Derek smiled at my reaction to the warm water and went to stand underneath another stream across the small room.

He turned away from me and I found myself staring at the water falling over his back. His back muscles flexed and moved as he ran both his hands over his hair trying to get all the sand out. I watched as the water fell over his shoulders and over his tattoo and down his lower back. I smiled sheepishly as my eyes traveled lower over his swim trunks. He had such a nice butt.

I jumped as he spun around and looked at me. This time my eyes wandered over his front side. The water still falling over his sculpted chest and abdomen until the water reached his waistband and traveled lower until it reached his...

I needed to stop. I was getting all worked up just by looking at him and I needed to calm down. I was confused as I met his eyes again. They were even darker than before and I found myself backing up as he approached me out of slight fear. He looked different, almost dangerous in a hot but frightening way if that makes any sense.

He kept walking slowly towards me until my back was pressed against the cold tile wall behind me. I flinched as his hands moved to the wall on either side of me.

"Derek..." I started but didn't know what else to say. I could tell he was fighting control, but why? It wasn't like I was teasing him or anything like that.

He pressed his body firmly against my own and I could have sworn he growled. He lowered his head to my neck and slowly kissed my neck, making my knees go weak. I gasped as I felt his teeth rake along my neck. His kisses traveled lower to my collarbone. His hands left the wall behind me and he ran them up my thighs until they were resting on my swimsuit clad hips.

"Derek." I said again even though it came out as a sigh.

Derek pulled his head away from me and stared into my eyes.

"Please stop doing that." He whispered huskily.

I stared at him confused, "Stop doing what?"

He let out a deep and long breath, "I don't know what you were thinking about a few moments ago, but your hormones were going crazy and it's driving me insane."

I blushed, realizing that he knew I was totally checking him out earlier, and I guess making me release hormones.

"You can sense that?" I asked.

He nodded his head as his eyes traveled over my body. My face turned a shade brighter as his hands traveled up my sides and along the sides of my breasts. He brought his hands up to my face and cupped both of my cheeks.

He kissed me deeply and passionately for what felt like hours. He stepped away quickly and left me gasping for air. He turned away so I couldn't see his face anymore.

"Derek?" I asked. Leaning forward to try to see him.

"I'm fine." He mumbled.

I took a few steps forward and had to suppress a sharp breath as I saw his face.

He had shifted a little on accident. By the time I made my way in front of him, his ears were slowly shifting back to his human ones and so were his teeth. His eyes were closed and I was pretty sure I knew why. He didn't want me to see his red eyes.

After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and grinned weakly at me. I became concerned as he wavered slightly.

"Derek, what's wrong?" I asked, moving towards him and placing my hands on his shoulders to steady him.

"It takes a lot of energy to suppress my werewolf side right now. I'm just tired, that's all." He spoke, already looking a hundred times better.

"Ok." I mumbled, feeling horrible for putting him through this.

"It's not your fault." He told me as he stood up straight. "Let's go."

He quickly took my hand and grabbed a towel off the rack and handed it to me.

*****

"Does it hurt still?" Derek asked as he wrapped the bandages one last time around my arm.

I glanced down at my arm just in time to see the purple and blue finger marks on my skin disappear behind the white dressings.

"It hurts a little every once in a while. Especially when I pushed you in the water." I smirked remembering how I had tricked him earlier.

"That's good." He chuckled.

I had taken the bandages off to go swimming so Derek was just now finishing putting my arm in a cast again.

"That should be good." He said under his breath as he placed his hand gently over the bandage-clad skin.

I could tell it saddened him to see my arm all wrapped up but it really wasn't a big deal. I knew if Peter was the one to inflict the wound it would of been worse for Derek to bear. But, Scott had fractured my arm on accident trying to protect me from the Alpha so I guess that made it better. It wasn't anybody's fault at all.

I smiled sheepishly as my stomach started to growl. I hadn't realized how hungry I was until now. Derek laughed and placed a hand onto my stomach as it growled loudly again.

"I'm guessing you're hungry." He smirked.

I nodded my head in defeat. I had to admit, I was starving.

*****

We both sat at the dinner table in silence. I could tell Derek was upset but wouldn't show it nor admit it. I knew it had to do with what had happened in the shower earlier but I wasn't sure how to bring it up. I hated how tired and out of it he seemed ever since that incident. He seemed to be fighting out his werewolf side all the time now, leaving him exhausted and beat. His body was being put through hell and I wanted to ease his pain.

I slowly put my fork next to my plate and leaned back in my chair. Derek had cooked a wonderful spaghetti dinner and it was amazing. I had enjoyed it a lot and had eaten almost everything on my plate.

Derek glanced up at me but returned his gaze to his food. He seemed almost worried that if he had continued staring at me he would of jumped me and taken me right there.

That's it, I thought to myself. I can't take this anymore. I might be driving him crazy but I don't think he realizes how insane he was making me. I knew I was ready to be with him but I knew he was to worried to start anything. I knew why though. I had seen that wild look in his eyes and how he so easily lost control before. He has been driving me crazy all weekend so far and it was obvious that he wasn't going to start anything so maybe I could.

I closed my eyes and blushed as I purposely started thinking about things that drove me crazy about him. His abs, his muscled back, anything I could think of. After a few seconds I opened my eyes to see Derek clinching his fists around his fork and knife. It was working. I smiled sweetly at him and he squinted his eyes at me as I stood up and brought my empty plate to the sink. I continued my thoughts about him just to keep his attention. Maybe I could keep this up for a little bit.

"I know what your doing Em. You're playing with fire." He growled.

I immediately froze and felt guilty since he had already figured me out. I looked behind me to see him staring at me from his chair with lust in his eyes and a saddened expression written along his face.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled, seeing the pain he was being put through to control a shift. I hadn't realized how dangerous the game I was playing until I saw him just now.

I turned away from him and placed both hands onto the counter. It was frustrating nonetheless but I didn't blame him.

"Don't be sorry." He said suddenly into my ear.

I giggled as he ran his fingers along my sides. The somber mood was immediately lifted and replaced with a loving and happy one as he placed playful kisses on my neck.

"That was a good tactic though." He smirked. "Come on."

He wrapped his hand around my own and spun me around, to bring me into the living room. I smiled as he sat me down on the couch, taking the seat next to me. I cuddled myself into his side and relaxed feeling his warm skin against my own.

"Don't fall asleep. We are going for a walk in a little bit." He suddenly said with a smirk knowing his request was probably futile.

I nodded my head and kept my eyes focused on the TV so I wouldn't doze off. After a while, no matter how hard I tried, the TV was losing my attention and my eyes were drifting closed every so often.

Derek's body shook next to me as he laughed and brought his hand down to my cheek. He lifted my head up and I smiled as our eyes met.

"Come on. If we don't go now, you will be asleep and ruin the rest of the night."

"Ok." I laughed knowing all to well how true it was.