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DEREK sits in a hospital room holding Luna's hand as he listens to her heart beat on a machine. She had been out for almost two days now. Not only her, but also her friend, Lydia was still unconscious.

"I'm sorry I put you in danger... I should've done something, anything to stop Kate and Peter."

"You did your best..."

Looking up in anticipation and joy, Derek frowns as he sees Luna still laying with a blank face and closed eyes. He turns to his right seeing Luna's Aunt, Fallen, standing by the door.

Fallen was impressed. The boy had been here more than anyone thought he would. And when he was here he didn't leave Luna's side. Fallen had to make him go eat or go take a rest room break. The boy seemed to really care about her niece.

"That wasn't enough Fallen."

"Listen Derek... Luna is stubborn. She's independent. She's free. She's Luna. The girl will do what she wants, when she wants. Trust me even if you two weren't together she would probably no doubt be in this same circumstance. Her laying in that bed has nothing to do with you. Kate shot her... you didn't."

"It feels like it. Honestly I should've just had the gun in my hand... that's how guilty I feel. If I can't protect her when she's right beside me..."

Fallen pulls up a chair beside Derek and sits down then pats his shoulder, "You did your best. Emerson was there. You don't see me blaming him... I don't blame you and neither will she, so stop blaming yourself."

...

The door to a darkened patient room creaks open. Two heads peer in.

Stiles and Scott.

They slip inside and pull into the shadows as an orderly passes by down the hall.

"Shut the door." Scott whispers.

Stiles nods and puts his hand on the door. He slowly starts to push it with the gentlest touch possible. But the door squeals, almost absurdly loud. Stiles pauses, glancing to Scott who cringes behind him.

Even more gently, Stiles starts to push the door closed again. It squeals again. Then, even more carefully, Stiles tries again. But the slower he pushes, the louder the squeal until it's almost a shriek of metal scraping against metal.

With Scott practically writhing in frustration, Stiles finally clicks the door closed. Moving quietly in the dark room, they ease past a curtain to find Lydia asleep on her side in the hospital bed. Difficult breathes escape from her lips as the two boys approach.

"Do it."

Scoff frowns, "You do it."

"I can't. I'm too worried."

With a cautious glance around the curtain, Scott slowly lifts the bandage off Lydia's side to get a look at the wound. But fear turns to confusion as he gets a clear look.

"What? Is it healed? Completely?"

"No. Not at all."

The wound was bloody and scabbed. It looked perfectly normal.

Stiles shakes his head, "I don't get it. The doctors said she was going to be fine."

"But the bite's not healing like it did with me. Which means she's not a werewolf."

"Then what the hell is she?"

Scott shakes his head as they both gaze down at Lydia, sleeping fitfully, eyes moving faster and faster beneath closed lids.

Sighing the two quickly jet out Lydia's hospital room and walk two doors down to visit Luna. She still hadn't woken up the last they knew but obviously they still wanted to see how she was doing. It scared both boys to their core seeing Luna so pale and covered in her own blood.

Stepping into the room, the two boys freeze seeing Fallen and Derek sitting next to each other. They had never been in the same room as the two so this was new.

"Sorry we didn't mean to interrupt-"

Fallen waves a hand interrupting Stiles, "Oh please come in. I have a lot to say to you two."

Scott and Stiles give each other a look before closing the door and sitting in the two chairs on the other side of Luna.

"I assume Luna has told you three about what she is..."

Derek says yes confidently as Stiles replies with a kinda and a shrug, and Scott just says meh with an eyebrow raise.

Everyone turns to him making him hold up his hands in surrender, "She said she would explain everything after this shit show. Her words not mine."

Fallen chuckles, "Sounds like my unfiltered niece. Well boys since she's taking so long to talk I'll tell you. With everything that has gone on I figure at least with you three on her side, she won't be alone to protect herself."

"Of course not Ms Tate." Stiles replies.

Fallen nods with a small smile, "Thank you Stiles... So where do I start? I won't tell you her backstory, that's too hard for her to even remember. But I will tell you that Luna is a fae. A fae is a fairy. And no not a cute little fairy like Tinkerbell sprouting pixie dust here and there. Luna is a dark fae. The Fae are a race of supernatural beings that precede humanity. They are a race of immortal beings that possess incredible physical beauty."

All three boys glance over at Luna who looks like a goddess even hooked up to wires.

"Makes sense..." Stiles mutters then squeaks out a sorry as Derek glares at him.

"The Fae do not age similar to other living beings. As true immortals, they can potentially live forever and will not die of old age. Instead, the physical age of the Fae is dependent of their mental maturity and social status. In the Fae community, the appearance of old age is a symbol of status and power and a source for respect."

Derek clears his throat making Fallen look at him, "Yes Derek?"

"So Luna told me she's around 100 years old... is that true?"

Fallen nods then chuckles watching Scoff and Stiles gape, "This is true. She hasn't lived for 100 years in human time but in fae time the years go by faster."

"Some fairies, even some of the most ugly and horrifying, can be benevolent and helpful. Other fairies can be evil and malicious, even some of the most beautiful. What they have in common is that all fairies are considered to be both mischievous and capricious. They love to play tricks and their attitude can change from happy or friendly to ferocious without warning if they are somehow offended."

Stiles nods slowly tapping Scott. Scott nods agreeing as they both think back to the night at the school when they were locked in by Peter.

Luna had gotten so angry and she didn't know why. Her mood had changed not only because of Peter but because of who she was. She would have to figure out control or just like werewolves her emotions would control her.

...

"Favorite food..."

"Mmm lasagne."

"Nice, fancy..."

"I'm a fancy girl."

Derek raises an eyebrow peeking over at Luna who smiles at him, "No you're not."

Luna chuckles slapping his chest as she fixes her head back perfectly on his shoulder, "Oh shush you."

A minute passes as the two stare up at the beautiful midnight starry sky. They had been laying on a warm blanket by the overlook mountain, finally having one on one time with one another.

"Question... isn't this Scott and Allison's makeout spot?"

Luna grimaces groaning lightly at the thought, "They can't claim a whole cliff. But yes it is. And ew please don't ever say that again. I told Scott not to come up here tonight."

Derek nods leaning over kissing Luna's forehead.

The night was perfect. Even though they couldn't go out on dates like regular couples, they spent a lot of time together.

After Luna was put in the hospital they hadn't gotten a chance to, so tonight Derek broke her out just for a few hours.

Luna snuggles into Derek's side then gasps as she looks up at the glimmering sky, "Look a shooting star."

Derek chuckles to himself watching Luna sit up quickly holding her hands together while closing her eyes. After a few seconds, Luna opens her eyes and turns to Derek who was sat up staring at her in awe.

"What?" Luna asks nervously as she pushes a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Nothing you just look beautiful as always."

Luna grins shyly swatting his arm, "Thanks Derek. Did you make a wish?"

Derek slowly moves closer to Luna bringing his hand up to caress her face. Luna smiles as he grazes her cheek.

"My wish has already come true. She's sitting right in front of me."

Luna freezes as she catches Derek's beautiful green eyes. His thumb runs against her cheekbone as he starts to lean in closer.

"That was sweet..."

Derek shrugs grinning, "I can be sweet sometimes."

"All the time to me..."

"Well I love you."

Her breath catches in her throat as Luna stares at Derek in disbelief. Derek lays his forehead against hers as he inwardly chuckles at her reaction.

"You do?"

"Of course Luna. You're beautiful, intelligent, driven, you may be super stubborn and sometimes annoyingly sarcastic but you're everything. You make me want to smile and laugh. You make me want to be a better person."

"You are a good person Derek... you don't think I'm too young to know what love is too?"

Derek shakes his head holding onto her face with both hands as she covers his hands with hers.

"You may be 16 physically... well not even then."

Luna chuckles slapping his side as he smirks gazing down at her body.

"Eyes up here big boy."

"Like I was saying. You may be 16 on the outside. But on the inside... you're more mentally mature."

Luna nods lightly.

She could feel that she definitely was more mentally mature especially after the awful events that had taken place fall semester. But she also knew what she wanted. And as much as her hormonal teenage drive told her she wanted Derek... her more mature side told her to wait.

Wait on what?

She wasn't quite sure.

Leaning forward to close the small distance between their lips, Luna lets out a sigh as their lips touch. Derek immediately kisses back still holding onto her face. Luna's hands slowly make their way to the hem of his shirt as his lips leave hers and start to kiss down her jawline.

Pulling at his shirt, Derek finally gets the hint and yanks it off before laying Luna down with himself hovering over her. Luna's fingers graze along his abs as he kisses down her neck and slowly to the middle of her chest. Derek helps Luna sit up to take off the sweatshirt she was wearing before laying her back down and attacking her chest with soft nibbles and kisses.

"Derek..."

Butterflies fly around in Luna's stomach as her jeans along with Derek's disappear. Her legs wrap around his waist as he kisses back up to her lips. Gripping his hair lightly, Luna lets out a moan as he pulls on her lip with his teeth.

"Luna..."

Throwing her head back she moans once again as he softly thrusts forward. His big rough hands slide down her side careful of her wound as he slowly starts to pull down her last piece of clothing.

"Wait..."

Derek freezes quickly stopping his hand from pulling her underwear down anymore. He looks up at her in concern as she bites her lip.

"You okay?"

"I-I d-don't know... I-I'm sorry I can't... not right now."

"That's okay Luna."

Derek kisses her forehead before grabbing her pants helping her put them back on. He places her sweatshirt back over her head before putting on his pair of jeans.

"Are you upset?"

Pausing from looking for his shirt, Derek gazes over at Luna who now had tears in her eyes. He shakes his head smiling as he caressed her cheek.

"Of course not Luna. I'm not going to force you to sleep with me. When you think you're ready then that's okay with me."

Luna sighs biting her lip once more, "I feel bad. I didn't even say it back."

"What? I love you? Luna that's fine. I told you how I feel. You don't have to feel the same right now."

"But I do! I'm j-just... I'm scared that if I say it or finally do it... you'll leave me."

Derek frowns intensely lightly pushing her hair out of her face as she grips onto his free hand, "I would never do that to you Luna. You're stuck with me."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

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