"Stay here." Derek says as we pull up outside my house. "What? Is it Stiles?" I ask and he shakes his head, no.
"It's another werewolf. Only, I don't know the scent." Derek says and I raise an eyebrow. "You aren't going in alone." I say and he sighs. "Yes, yes I am. And you, you're staying here." He says and I roll my eyes.
Derek gets out of my car and heads inside. I head inside after him. He was checking out downstairs before headinf upstairs.
"I told you to wait in the car." He says letting out a low growl. "I don't really care." I say and follow him into my room.
There was a dark silhouette standing by the window which instantly makes me jump.
"Who are you and what do want?" Derek asks. The guy steps forward and Derek steps infront of me fully.
"Nia. Nia it's me." The guy says and I flick on the bedroom light, hoping it better not be.
When the light turnt on I peaked over Derek's shoulder and groaned. Jake.
He charges towards me but Derek pushes him back and against a wall. "Don't go near her. Don't even look at her." Derek booms.
Derek nears Jake and grabs him by his t-shirt. "I asked who you were and what you're doing here." Derek says and I sigh and run a hand over my face.
"Derek. Derek it's him." I say and Derek let's go of Jake and punches him in the face.
"Nia, who the hell is this?" Jake asks and Derek punches him again. "I told you not to look at her." He says and I bite the inside of my cheek. Well if that wasn't sexy, I don't know what the fuck is.
"Derek, stop. I'll call the police." I say getting my phone out of my pocket. "Nia, don't." Jake pleads.
"Why the hell not? You killed my best friend. Why are you here?" I demand and he sighs.
"Did you know he was a werewolf?" Derek asks me. "Obviously not. I didn't know about werewolves till that night when I thought you were a weirdo who likes to play games." I say and Derek rolls his eyes and turns back to Jake.
"What are you doing here?" Derek asks whilst glaring at Jake. "I needed to see you." Jake says looking at me but Derek punches him again. "Stop looking at her. I'm talking to you. Look at me." Derek says which earns a roar from Jake.
"Okay, just calm down." I say and Jake does exactly that.
"I'm sorry." Jake says and I roll my eyes. "Look at her one more time and I'm gonna put you through a wall." Derek says and I roll my eyes. Dramatic much? I mean it's hella sexy but still a tad too dramatic.
"I need to see her. I need to be with her. She's my anchor. I didn't mean to kill them, they got me angry and I couldn't control it." Jake says and I sigh.
"What are you?" Derek asks. "Omega." Jake answers and Derek rolls his eyes. "You need to leave." Derek says and Jake shakes his head. "I can't without you Nia. I love you-" before he could say anything else Derek punches him in the face again.
"Who the hell are you? Why the fuck are you beating the shit out of me?" Jake asks as I pull Derek back to my side.
"The boyfriend." Derek says and Jake looks over to me. "Is this true?" Jake asks and I nod.
Jake lunges for me but Derek jumps infront of me and body slams Jake and I swear the whole house shakes as he does it.
The end up in a brawl and I just lean against the wall watching. I know better then to get involved between two werewolves who are fighting for some wolfy claim.
When Jake gets away from Derek, he comes straight for me and punches me in the face and that was it for him. I've never seen Derek like it.
"Derek, Derek stop." I say when Jake's body becomes a bit too lose.
Derek stands up and tilts my head up to face him. "I'm okay." I say and wipe some blood from my nose. He puts his hand on my cheek and his veins fill up with black.
"I can't believe he did that." Derek says whilst looking at my nose which was throbbing. "Is it broken?" I ask and he winces. "I think so." He says and I groan.
"Do I still look pretty?" I ask and he laughs. "No." He says and I pout. "You'll stay with me out of pity, right?" I ask and Derek chuckles. "If I have to." He says rolling his eyes.
He leans down and kisses me but I groan and pull away. "It hurts when you do that." I say and he sighs. "Typical. I have to stay with your ugly ass and now I can't even kiss you." He teases and I laugh before turning back to the very unconscious Jake on the floor.
"We should call your dad." Derek says and I sigh. "He's dead Nia, I killed him. He doesn't have a pulse. I can't hear it." Derek says and I look up at him worried.
"Typical. You literally just had charges dropped against you earlier today and now, now you're gonna get arrested again for killing him. God." I say and he chuckles.
"You still have to stay with me." He says and I roll my eyes. "Duh, I have no other options now that my nose looks like this." I say and he leans down and kisses my cheek.
"Call your dad." He says before walking out of my bedroom.
I dial dad's number then put my phone to my ear.
"Is everything alright?" He asks and I scratch the back of my neck. "Oh, you're gonna love this. So uh... Jake broke into our house and attacked me and Derek and now he's dead. My nose is broken. Reckon you can get EMT over here?" I ask and he groans. "Yeah, we'll be there." Dad says and ends the call.
Derek hands me some tissue and we sit at the foot of my bed and look at Jake's dead body whilst I hold tissue under my nose.
"Nia? Derek?" Dad calls as he rushes up the stairs. "Up here." Derek calls as I put my head on his shoulder.
He runs into my room and looks from me and Derek to Jake and sighs.
****
Deputy after Deputy fills up the house.
I was lucky. I got to sit in the EMT van whilst getting my injuries checked.
Unfortunately, my nose is broken. I don't need surgery but it is broken.
I watch Derek come over to me and sit beside me. "How's the nose?" He asks and I groan and put my head on his shoulder. "Broken." I say and Derek groans.
"Are we gonna get arrested?" I ask and Derek chuckles. "No, it's self defense." Derek says and I take a breath of relief.
"You two should get outta here. Get some rest." Dad says and Derek stands up and puts his hand out for me.
"Is your nose okay." Dad asks and I groan. "No." I say sadly and he looks at me sympathetically. "Sorry." He says ans I shrug. "Oh well." I say as Derek leads me to my car.
"Give me your keys." Derek says and I do exactly that.
****
When we get back to Dereks. I take my clothes off the second I get through the door.
"I'm still here." Peter says and I jump and block my chest with my arms. Derek hands me one of his t-shirts and I simply just climb into bed.
"What happened to her face?" I hear Peter says and I groan. Do I look that ugly?"Her nose is broken." Derek says and I look over to them.
"Can you leave, I want to go to bed. It's been a long day. I want my boyfriend to reassure me that I'm not that ugly." I say lying down and Peter scoffs. "I'm not doing that." Derek says and I role my eyes. "Bitch." I mutter.
Eventually Derek gets ready for bed and starts setting up a chess board.
"What are you doing?" Peter asks Derek. "And more importantly, why aren't you healing?" Peter asks and I perk up.
"It's from one of their swords. It'll heal." Derek says. "By playing chess?" Peter asks. "No, by having sex." I say and Derek raises an eyebrow at me.
"What? I need to feel pretty, tell your psychopath uncle to leave and get your ass over here." I say and Peter rolls his eyes.
"Back in his room, Stiles had a board with my name on one of the pieces. If this is a game to him, then I need to figure out the plays." Derek says ignoring me and I roll my eyes.
"Not so easy to do when it's a game without rules." Peter says. "What does that mean?" Derek asks and I get out of bed and slowly walk over to them.
"You're dealing with the kind of spirit that's lived too long to play by human rules. It's a fox spirit that chose to become human. And supposedly, that's something they can do only after about 100 years." Peter says and I roll my eyes.
"If a Kitsune is an annoying pain in the ass, then a nogitsune, which is a dark kitsune, is a freaking disaster." Peter says whilst standing up.
"Besides, chess is Stiles's game. It's not the game of a Japanese fox." Peter says, putting his jacket on.
"Do yourself a favour and put something on that, before it gets infected." Peter says before leaving.
When he leaves I place a kiss on Derek's neck. "Can you help me?" I ask and he looks down at me. "Come on, I had to watch you beat the shit out of someone. It was hot." I say and he kisses the corner of my mouth.
"Let me get something on this." He says and I nod.
I sit on the bed and take his t-shirt that I had on, off.
"Come here, sexy pants." I say and he chuckles. "Sexy pants?" He asks and I nod. "Get your pants off and get over here." I say which makes him laughs.
His abs are perfection.
****
The next day, Derek was ill. Well looked ill.
I let myself sleep in because we had a very late night. But the second I woke up, he was acting weird.
"Derek?" I ask he picks our clothes off of the floor. "Is everything okay?" I ask worrying.
What if its me? What if my broken nose really has made me unbearably ugly. Nah can't be. Not even a bonked nose could make me not appealing.
I climb out of bed and put a t-shirt on.
I walk over to him and put my hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay?" I ask and he nods. "You don't look it. You quite literally look like shit." I joke but he doesn't react. "That was a joke." I say as he puts his shoes on.
"I think im gonna go talk to Argent." He says and I nod and sit at the foot of our bed. "I can take you if you want." I suggest. "I have my own car." He bites before heading out of there.
****
After getting ready, I just mope on our bed till my phone rings. Melissa.
"Hello, what can I do for you?" I ask answering the phone. "It's Stiles. We've got him and they think they have a way to save him." She says and I jump up. "Im on my way." I say quickly before grabbing my stuff and heading to their house.