Chapter 11 Like A Hale

Chapter 11

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“You can lay her down in the bedroom upstairs.” Derek utters to Stiles softly.

Stiles nods and heads up the stairs. Once he gets to the bedroom, Stiles laid her down. He grimaced upon her wounds. He could see that they were trying to heal, but it was a slow process. Scott peeked into the doorway to see Stiles on his knees before the bed. He had Bella’s hand in his hand and against his forehead. Scott quietly made his way over and put a hand upon his shoulder. Stiles cleared his throat and quickly wiped his face with his hand.

They head back down the stairs to see Renee was back on her feet and pacing the living room. Peter had his hands about his waist eyeing her. Derek was kicked back against the wall with his arms crossed about his chest.

“Renee…” Peter hints growing with impatience.

“I had no idea Peter. I swear to God I…”

Peter lowered his brows her direction.

“You had no idea what Renee? Talk to me dammit! What the hell is going on?!”

Renee stops pacing and leaned against the couch with both hands.

“I’m so sorry Peter. I fucked up and big time. I’ll never forgive myself.”

“Renee I love you, but you’re pushing my motherfucking patience, it was already pretty damn thin. SO KNOCK IT OFF AND SPIT IT THE FUCK OUT NOW!”

“When I married him I hadn’t any idea of his true intentions. I thought he loved me and I LOVED HIM!”

Peter snarls back at this.

“You loved him, huh?” He scoffs bitterly.
“YES, it’s not like my actual husband was there for me! I had needs! What did you expect me to do?! Shrivel up and die because you weren’t around?!”

“FIRST OFF, YOU ARE MY WIFE! YOUR GOD DAMN MARRIAGE WASN’T EVEN LEGAL OR REAL. WE’RE STILL 100 PERCENT LEGALLY MARRIED SWEETHEART! YOU ARE RENEE HALE AND SHE IS ISABELLA HALE!”

“So you’re telling me you didn’t screw around on me?”

Peter presses his lips together. Renee nods.

“That’s about what I thought.”

“It was just sex Renee. I didn’t go off and fucking marry someone else.”

Renee rolls her eyes.

“AND IT’S A MISTAKE OUR DAUGHTER HAS AND WILL CONTINUE TO PAY THE PRICE FOR. I BROUGHT THAT MAN INTO OUR HOUSE. I DAMN NEAR HANDED BELLA OVER TO HIM WITH A BIG RED FUCKING BOW!”

Scott winced and pinched his eyes shut. Peter tilted his head about, studying Renee.

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

“That the man I married in hopes of forgetting all about you and finally moving on…” Renee swallowed back feeling as though she’d vomit.

“Only married me for one reason and one only.” She points to the stairs where Bella slept.

Peter shook all over.
“Renee…” He warns with balled up hands.

Renee closed her eyes.

“He wanted and still wants her.”

“Are you talking some sort of sick ass motherfucking pedophile shit?!”

The look on her face said it all. Peter roared out and punched at the wall.

“HOW FAR DID HE GET?!”

He rushed over to Renee and yanked her back by the arm towards him.

“WHAT DID HE DO TO HER?!”

“He tried to rape her…” She whispered.

Stiles staggered back in literal shock.

“I came home from work and the bastard was on our babygirl. Peter…”

Renee dropped to her knees. Peter nodded with gritted teeth as his transformation took over.
“Where is he?”

Renee gasped back trying to catch a breath. Her hand was to her heart.

“WHERE IS HE RENEE?!” Peter growled out.

“Buried in the Arizona dessert in the middle of nowhere.”

Peter looked to her confused.

“Bella took his life and I buried the son of a bitch.”

Scott snapped a look towards Stiles as he took off outside. Scott heard Stiles blowing chunks. Derek wrinkled his nose, but his focus was still on his uncle.

“Well he’s obviously NOT dead! How else would he be tormenting the both of you still?!” He inquired remembering what Renee had said when he pulled her out of the wreckage.

Beads of sweat began to form along Renee’s forehead. Renee lay on the floor feeling faint. Peter transformed back and felt her forehead.

“…dammit…”

Peter scooped her up and hurriedly took her to the bathroom. He started the bath for her. Scott went and checked on Stiles as he was still outside losing his shit. He saw Stiles frantically pacing the lawn. Scott grabbed hold of him, hugging it out. Sure enough Stiles broke into the waterworks.

“You already knew didn’t you?”

Scott swallows back and nods as he drops his hold on Stiles.

“Why the fuck didn’t you tell me?!”

“It wasn’t my place to.”

“Dammit Scott! She’s like my sister and you KNOW THAT!”

Stiles shoves Scott back furiously.

“I could have helped her! I could have been doing something! WHY WOULD YOU KEEP THIS FROM ME? WHY WOULD SHE?!”

He shoves Scott back again.

“Did you know about Peter too?! DID YOU?!” He shouts and reaches over grabbing Scott by the collar of his shirt.

“No Stiles… I didn’t know.” Scott softly replies.

Stiles however hauls off and punches Scott in the face. Scott simply took it. He used the back of his hand to wipe off the blood of his busted lip.

“WHY HER?! WHHHHYYYY?!” Stiles shouts.

“AND PETER?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! PETER AS A FATHER! THAT’S A JOKE WITHIN ITSELF! THERE’S NO WAY IN HELL BELLA CAME FROM SOMEONE SO EVIL! AND MY AUNT WHAT THE HELL WAS SHE THINKING?! WHO WOULD MARRY PETER FUCKING HALE?! AND HAVE A KID WITH HIM! DID SHE HATE BELLA BEFORE SHE WAS EVEN BORN! JESUS TAP DANCING CHRIST I AM NOT RELATED TO DEREK AND PETER HALE HELL TO THE NO!”

Stiles breaks down yet again. He pinches his eyes shut.

“I knew something was wrong! I KNEW IT! WHY DO I ALWAYS HAVE TO BE RIGHT?! I KNEW THE MOMENT THEY MOVED HERE BELLA WASN’T HERSELF! I KNEW SHE WAS HIDING SOMETHING! SOMETHING BIGGER MUCH BETTER THAN HER BEING A BASTET! I COULD SEE IT YOU KNOW! I COULD SEE IT IN HER EYES! SHE WAS BROKEN! EVEN HER SMILE SEEMED FORCED!”

Stiles sucks back a breath.

“I just never imagined… never dreamed… Phil Dwyer? This man had our entire family fooled Scott! SHIT!”

“Bells needs us Stiles. We need to remain strong for her and Renee. Both their worlds have been flipped upside down. They need all the support they can get. I’m sorry I kept this from you, but it truly wasn’t my place. Bella didn’t even tell me at first. My mother found out before either of us, through Renee. Bella just now felt comfortable enough to tell me. We put ourselves in their shoes. Bella was nearly raped and the same day is when her transformation took over and she took a life.”

Stiles nods and clears his throat trying to gain some sort of composure.

“Come on now. Let’s go let her know we’re here for her.”

Stiles nods yet again and follows Scott inside. They head up the stairs just as Peter was carrying Renee out of the tub. Her clothes were soaked showing he didn’t even bother to take them off. Peter rushed her back over to the couch. He then dug through her purse looking for her pills.

Derek curiously watched everyone around him, but kept to himself.

Once Peter found her pills he propped her up and placed a couple into her mouth.

“I need you to swallow these Renee and get some sleep.”

She shook her head and looked towards the stairs.

“Bella…”

“She’ll be fine Renee, but you won’t be if you don’t take the damn pills and get some rest. You just got out of surgery dammit.”

Renee sighs and takes her meds. Derek gathers a blanket and hands it to Peter. Peter covers her up. He looked over to see Sheriff Stilinski was calling on her cell phone.

“Might want to answer this before he sends reinforcements to come looking for you.” He utters handing her the phone.

She nods.

“I’m ok.”
“Where the hell are you Renee?!”

“Just calm down… I’m actually with Stiles and Bella.”

“You’re with the kids?”

“Yes…”

“Um ok, but you’re supposed to be home resting and how the heck did you sneak past me?!”

“I’m sorry. I just knew you wouldn’t let me leave otherwise.”

“You’d be correct! Damn Renee you’re supposed to be taking it easy!”

“I’ll be home soon ok.”

Her brother sighs.

“Are you sure you’re alright?”

“Yes.”

“Look, just get here soon before I lose my damn mind.”
“Ok.”

He sighs and Renee hangs up the phone. Within a few moments she had closed her eyes and fell asleep. Peter looked to his nephew.

“Think you can make sure she gets home before he starts snooping around?”

Derek nods. Peter calls Renee a cab. After the cab arrives he and Derek get her inside.

“And just what the hell am I supposed to say when he sees me carrying his sister to the door?

Peter sighs in thought.

“Get Stiles to go with you.”

Derek snarls back and looks towards the house.

“Let’s not and say I did.” Derek remarks with a narrowed brows.

Peter and Derek lock eyes as if silently arguing with one another.

“STILES!” Peter calls out.

Scott and Stiles glanced upon one another hearing Peter calling to him.

“You’re kidding me right?”

Scott shrugs and follows Stiles outside.

“Go with Derek.”

“Excuse me?”

“Just help him get Renee home.”

Stiles and Derek both shake their heads with annoyance.

“I don’t need any suspicions raised so get her ass home NOW!”

“Watch yourself Peter.” Scott warns.

“Don’t even get me started on you.” Peter snarls back.

Scott rolls his eyes.

Derek opens the door and shoves Stiles inside. Derek slams the cab door once they’re inside. Scott and Peter watch as they drive away. Scott then heads back up the stairs. He did his best to keep his temper at bay hearing Peter directly behind him.

Scott began to check over her wounds. He sighed with frustration seeing how slow the healing process was taking. Scott took her hand. He sat beside her on the bed and kissed her hand.

“Don’t…” Peter warns.

“Get your hands off my daughter.”

Scott half laughs.

“You’re nothing more than a sperm donor. You’re nowhere close to earning the father title!”

Peter growls under his breath.

“I’d watch what you say next.”

“She blames herself! So does Renee! When it’s really YOUR FAULT!”

Peter curls his upper lip and his eyes flicker.

“If you hadn’t have walked out on them. They wouldn’t be in this situation!”
Scott growls out as Peter grabs him and slams him back. He has him pinned to the wall with his hand around his throat. Both were in their transformations now. Scott’s crimson eyes crossly bared into Peter’s azure eyes.

“You don’t even know HALF THE STORY! YOU PIECE OF SHIT!”

Peter socks Scott in the face. Scott swiftly jolts his hands out and breaks the hold Peter had on him. In return he jabs Peter in the stomach.
“All you know is that some man almost raped her. You haven’t a clue the emotional torment she’s gone through!” Scott punches him again and again.

Peter punctures his claws into Scott’s abdomen. Scott ignores the pain even as Peter twists his nails about within him.

“To think she’s going to wake up and find out you’re her father?! AFTER EVERYTHING SHE’S BEEN THROUGH ALREADY! IT’S LIKE HANDING HER A FUCKING GUN AND TELLING HER TO PUT IT TO HER OWN HEAD! YOU DON’T DESERVE HER, EITHER OF THEM! HOW COULD YOU WALK OUT ON HER! HOOWW?!”

Peter rips his nails back out of Scott. He grabs Scott by the scruff of his neck and forces his head back.

“You know NOTHING! SO DON’T EVEN PRETEND TO! YOU WEREN’T THERE! THEY WERE BETTER OFF!”

Scott rushes him through the window and they land in the yard. Scott begins to hit Peter relentlessly.

“That’s right Peter! This is by far better! Let’s just kick back and watch as this guy KILLS THEM BOTH! WE’LL WATCH AS THEY CONTINUE TO BE TORTURED! WE’LL MERELY SHRUG OUR SHOULDERS AND SAY FUCK IT RIGHT?! YOU FUCKING DICK! SHE NEEDED HER FATHER!”

Scott gasps out as Peter plunges his teeth into Scott’s throat. Scott immediately goes to pry himself free.

“Go ahead and see what she thinks of you then. HAVE HER WAKE UP TO FIND OUT YOU FUCKING KILLED HER MATE! AND THAT YOU’RE BACK TO THE MONSTER YOU ONCE WERE!”

Peter growls out but releases. Scott puts a hand to his throat and chokes back as he scoots out from underneath Peter.

“The only man she ever loved like a father beat on her and tried to rape her! She trusted this man! DAMMIT! How do you think she’s going to feel when she finds out YOU DID THIS TO ME?!” Scott roars.

“What I wouldn’t GIVE to be normal again! TO HAVE MY LIFE BACK! YOU TOOK EVERYTHING AWAY FROM ME!”

Peter rolls his eyes.
“Spare me the feel sorry for yourself speech. I’m out of fucking violins Scott!”

Scott shakes his head.

“I did you a fucking favor! You’re top jock of your class. You’re popular! You got fucking girth to you and more god damn attitude and it’s about TIME! You’re no longer that pathetic boy that was puffing on his inhaler!”

Scott looks back towards the bedroom and nods.

“Actually you’re right… you did me a favor. If it wasn’t for my alpha status and being a werewolf, I wouldn’t have been able to claim YOUR DAUGHTER!” Scott says behind a dark laugh.

Peter growls under his breath.

“And unlike you, I will NEVER turn my back to her. No matter how bad things get! NO matter the situation. She will always know that I am right there! That’s something she’s never had with you! Between Stiles and me she will never be alone!”

Peter and Scott freeze to a small quivery voice.

“Hello?”

Both men immediately leap back into the bedroom. They both start towards her only Bella recoils from Peter. Peter freezes as Scott makes his way over. Peter shuts his eyes as Bella latches onto him. From there Peter exits the room. He goes downstairs. He takes the coffee table and tosses it across the room.

“I got you…” Scott says softly as rocks her.

The pain traveled amongst her body in its attempt to heal. Scott lay her back down and held her. Once he again he began to focus on taking away her pain. He took it amongst himself.

“Scott?”
“Yes Bells?” He uttered through gritted teeth.

“What are you doing?”
“What do you mean?”

“You keep doing something and the hurting subsides.”

“Just relax.”

He whispers and pulls her up against his chest.

“But how are you doing that?”

He swallows back not wanting to answer that.

“Bells, just focus on healing please.”

Bella looks down to her legs and her jaw drops.

“Scott?!”

She narrows her eyes in recollection and gasps back.

“Easy.”

Her heart raced as the flashes of what took place hit her.

“No Bella.” Scott got a better hold on her as she tried squirming away.

“My mom…”
“She’s fine. Stiles is taking her home. He should be back soon.”

“She was here?!”

Scott sighs.
“Yes Bella.”

Peter clears his throat as he peers into the bedroom.

“How you holding up?”

“Ok…”

Peter nods.

“I suppose I owe you and Derek.” She says with a raspy voice.

Bella takes back a breath.

“Did either of you see him?”

Peter shook his head and looked to her leg as a reminder. Bella nods and sort of laughs.

“That’s about what I thought.” She looks back down to her leg.

“At least I’m not all that crazy. I mean you both see this right?”

Both Scott and Peter nod. They hear the front door open as Derek and Stiles made their way back. The creaking of the staircase was heard as one of them was making their way up.

“You done talking to your momma’s baby daddy yet?”

Peter gritted his teeth and pinched his eyes shut. Bella narrowed her eyes upon Stiles and Scott sighed.

“Are you drunk?” Bella whispers looking to Stiles oddly.

“No, but I sure wish I was!” Stiles utters cutting Peter a rueful glare.

“You’re going to wish you were too…”

“Stiles…” Scott mutters miserably.

Bella looks to Peter then back to Stiles.

“Momma’s baby daddy?” Bella whispered to herself.

“Why would you say that Stiles?”

Stiles nods towards Peter.

“Would you like to explain the ten million dollar question, Pops, Daddio, Papa Peter?!”

“That’s enough Stiles.” Scott harshly whispers.

“You’re not making any sense Stiles.”
“Oh believe me; nothing about this makes sense cuz.”

“Stiles, I usually get your jesters, but this one not only doesn’t make a lick of sense. It’s just not funny.”

“You’re right it’s not funny. In fact it’s so far removed from funny that it’s just downright depressing!”

Scott cut Stiles a look.

“Stiles… what the hell?!”

Bella sighs and rolls out of Scott’s hold. She hobbles towards the doorway.

“We need to talk.” Peter softly states blocking her way out.

“Um no we don’t, I appreciate what you and Derek did, but I’m going home now.”

She takes another step forward, but he doesn’t budge.

“Wanna move out of my way now?”

Peter shakes his head.

“You wouldn’t even make it down the stairs. Lay back down, you’re in no shape to be going anywhere at the moment.”

Bella does her best to ignore the agonizing pain her body was in. Her leg felt as though it were set ablaze.

“Let me pass.”

He shakes his head again and folded his arms about his chest.

“Whatever you’re selling I’m not buying so move the fuck out of my way.”

Scott inches his way over and places a hand upon her shoulder. He gently twirls her around having her face him. He took in a breath and caressed her cheek.

“Bella, I don’t like it anymore than you do. But this isn’t one of Stiles’s usual jokes. Peter Hale really is your father.”

She half laughs.

“Charlie Swan was my father. You know this Scott so does Stiles. The both of you need to knock this shit off. I don’t even know this guy!”

“Charlie never was your father. He was merely someone I had sent to watch over the two of you. Charlie was a friend of mine. He was nothing more than a protector. Your name isn’t Swan either. In fact you carry that name illegally. Everything that carries the Swan name between you and your mother is forged. Everything the two of you have ever done under the name of Swan was nothing more than fake, a lie, a scam in which Charlie and I created in order to keep the both of you safe. Just as the name Dwyer your mother now uses. That too isn’t her legal name. Your mother was legally still married to me when she married this Phil. Your name is Isabella Marie Hale and you are my daughter. Your mother is my wife. Like it or not you’re a Hale.”

Bella nods. Scott and Stiles’s jaws dropped as Bella randomly knees Peter in the balls. She promptly shoves him back as he reaches to his junk in agony. Bella uses the rails on the stairs to make her way down, hopping on one foot.

Stiles smiles amongst Peter as he and Scott step over him.
“Well I think she took that rather well!” Stiles smarts and winks at Peter.

Peter groans out as they rush out of the room. Scott hurriedly helps Bella down the rest of the stairs. Once they’re outside Scott took in a breath of relief seeing that Stiles had brought his jeep with him.

“Let’s get the hell out of here.”

Stiles nods and swiftly gets into the jeep. Scott opens the passenger door and gets in. He then places Bella in his lap.

“Well think of the positive side.” Derek says offering his uncle a hand once they were gone.

“You might not have any more children after this. For you it looks to be a good thing.”

“Shut the fuck up.”

Derek smirks. He then sighs and shoves Peter back down.

“Whatever you say Dad…”

“Easy…” Scott utters quietly as they help Bella into the house.

Her uncle shot up from the couch the moment they entered the house.

“What the hell?”

He watched as Stiles and Scott helped Bella into her room. They laid her down and Scott immediately went back to easing her pain.

“What’s going on Stiles?”

Stiles sighs. He nods towards Scott.

“Um I’ll be back.”

Scott nods in return. Stiles escorts his father back out of the room and pulls Bella’s door shut. He takes his dad by the arm and sits him down on the couch. Stiles runs his hand along his head as he paces the room thinking of where to start. Once he thinks of a starting point, he begins to tell his father everything he knows.

“Is it true?” Scott hears Bella whisper.

He swallows back, hating this wholeheartedly.

“Yeah Bells…”

She nods and shut her eyes for a moment.

“So my entire life has been nothing more than a solid lie?”

Scott winced and shook his head.

“I don’t understand. I don’t understand any of this. How is this even possible? And if this Peter guy truly is my father… Then wouldn’t I too be born a werewolf?”

Scott clears his throat and runs his hands along her soothingly.

“They say it’s whatever’s in your heart at the time of conception.” Scott states and kisses her shoulder.

“Just because you’ve got werewolf in your blood doesn’t necessarily mean your offspring will carry the gene.”
“So this is something they’ve managed to keep from me all these years…” Bella whispers to herself.

“My own mother spent every waking moment lying to me day by day.”

Bella buries her head into her pillow.

“Hell, is she even my real mother?!” She mumbles into her pillow.

“I can’t take much more. My mind can’t process all this. It’s TOO MUCH! FUCK!”

Scott holds her even tighter as she hugs the pillow to her face and screams into it.


Renee looks up from the dining room table as her daughter enters the room.

“How are you feeling today hun?”

Bella merely shrugs and grabs some orange juice from the fridge. She pours herself a glass and downs it. Stiles and her uncle look on with concern as well. Bella rinses out her glass afterword. Bella heads towards the door and grabs her keys.

“Where you off to?”

“School.”
“Sweetheart, don’t you think you should stay home for a couple days? Your body went through a great ordeal.”
Bella doesn’t answer she shuts the door and gets into her car. Stiles looked to the time to see they still had a good 45 minutes before school even started. He immediately hopped up and grabbed his backpack and keys as well. Once he got to the school. He saw Bella’s feet kicked out of the window of her Nova. Stiles parked his jeep beside her car. After he got out he peered into the car. Bella’s eyes were closed. Her shades were on and she had her headphone’s blaring. Stiles gently taps his hand on her foot. Bella lowers her shades as she gazes upon him.

She sighs.

“What do you want Stiles?”

He shrugs.

“To lose my virginity to Lydia Martin.”

Bella slightly grins and shakes her head.

“I’m afraid I can’t be of service there. It’s not like I can wrap her up and give her to you for your birthday or Christmas even?”

“Damn… Why ask if you’re not even going to at least try?”

Stiles opens her door and slides on in.

“Move your fat head.” He utters as he lifts it up and slides in beneath it.

“So…”
“So…?”

Stiles shakes his head.

“When were you planning on telling me about Phil?”

Bella sighs and rose up.

“Stiles…”

“Come on Bells. I thought you could talk to me about anything.”

She pressed her head up against the steering wheel.

“What did you expect me to do Stiles? Call you up and say hey cuz I killed my stepdad and I’m a freak of nature on top of everything else.”

“Yes! That’s exactly what I want you to do!”

Bella rolls her eyes and runs her hands along the steering wheel.

“And how would have you reacted Stiles? Truthfully…”

“I probably would have freaked out and run into a wall…”

Bella dies in laughter.

“Sounds about right.”

She clears her throat however. Stiles reaches over as she leans back in her seat. He takes off her shades and nods seeing that she’d been crying.

“Knock it off Stiles.”

She jerks her shades out of his hand and places them back on. Bella opens her door and grabs her bag. Stiles sighs and hops out as well.

“Where are you going now?”

“Stiles please just…” She holds up a hand and shakes her head.

“You don’t have to do this alone. I’m right here! USE ME!”

Bella shakes her head.

“You don’t understand.”
“You’re right I don’t. So help me to understand.”

“YOU WANT TO KNOW HOW I FEEL IS THAT IT?”
He nods.

“Something anything…” He practically pleads.

“I FEEL LIKE JUST ONE LITTLE NUDGE IS ALL IT’LL TAKE BEFORE I NEED TO BE LOCKED AWAY IN SOME SORT OF MENTAL INSTITUTE! IT’S ONE THING AFTER ANOTHER! I’M FUCKING PISSED AND I CAN’T SEEM TO GET RID OF THE ANGER I FEEL. I FEEL LIKE MY VERY EXISTENCE IS A JOKE! A LIE! I FEEL BETRAYED! AND RIGHT NOW I’M HATING THE FUCKING WORLD! OTHER THAN YOU AND SCOTT! I DON’T TRUST ANYONE! NOT EVEN MY OWN MOTHER! EVERYONE AROUND ME HAS FILLED MY HEAD WITH SO MUCH BULLSHIT. I’M FUCKING 18 YEARS OLD! AND I JUST NOW FIND OUT THAT CHARLIE NEVER WASN’T EVEN MY REAL FATHER! THAT SOME ASSHOLE THAT I’VE NEVER EVEN MET IS! THAT HE UP AND LEFT! BECAUSE HE THOUGHT IT WAS BEST! AND HE’S FUCKING KIDDING HIMSELF IF HE THINKS WE’LL EVER HAVE SOME SORT OF FATHERLY BOND. HE’S A GOD DAMN JOKE! AS FAR AS I’M CONCERNED FROM WHAT LITTLE I KNOW ABOUT HIM HE’S RIGHT UP THERE WITH PHIL DWYER! WHY THE HELL DO I NEED ANOTHER ASSHOLE IN MY LIFE?!”

Stiles nods.

“Oh I agree! 100 percent Bells. Peter Hale is a selfish prick from hell. Just ask Scott.”

Bella narrows her eyes.

“Scott? What’s he have to do with this?”

Stiles studies her for a moment puzzled.

“Wait, he hasn’t told you?”

“Told me what?”

“Oh shit…”

“What is it Stiles?”

He lets out a nervous laugh.
“Oh I’m afraid your daddy issues are about to get much worse.”

“What does Peter Hale have to do with Scott McCall?!”

“He’s why Scott McCall became a werewolf.”

Bella looks to him bewildered.

“What are you saying exactly?”

Stiles takes in a deep breath.

“Bells Scott was attacked by a werewolf when he first started high school. It wasn’t until later on, we found out that werewolf was Peter Hale at the time he was alpha. Bella you need to know this guy has taken lives. And I don’t just mean one or two. Anyone that poses a threat or so much as pisses him the fuck off; Peter Hale has no issue taking them out of existence. I also doubt the guy loses any sleep over it. He always feels vindicated in his actions.”

“Jesus… How does Scott McCall NOT HATE MY VERY EXISTENCE?!”

“Don’t. You can’t do that yourself Bells.”

They turn to the familiar sound of a bike. Bella closed her eyes for a moment.

“He’s going to look at me every fucking day Stiles and think Peter Hale’s daughter. He’s going to wonder what the fuck I was thinking in making the enemy into my MATE?!”

Stiles shakes his head in full disagreement.

“I seriously doubt that.”

Scott kills the engine and climbs off his bike. Stiles cuts Scott a hinting look. Scott nods and he says nothing. He merely makes his way and takes Bella’s hand. Scott takes her behind the building. Her eyes widen and he gently pushes her up against the building. His lips lock with hers and his fingers intertwined within her hair. He heatedly kissed her and slightly pulled at her hair. Bella gasped out as his kisses traveled down her neck and he gave nips here and there.

Bella placed her arms around him and buried her face into his chest.
“I love you. You need to know that Bells. Nothing between us has changed. No matter what goes on around us, it will never interfere with what we have.”

She nods and sucks back a breath.

“I take it Stiles told you the truth behind Peter Hale?”

She nods yet again.

“I’m so sorry Scott. I…”

“Don’t. Don’t you even take the blame for what he did. That’s his cross to bear! Not yours! It never was and never will be. Hell Bells he’s done a lot more to you personally then me! I can’t even begin to imagine how you must feel! What you’re thinking even. These past few days, years even have been a literal HELL for you! You always put everyone else first. It’s time you focus on yourself. And you need to let Stiles and I help you in whatever way we can. There’s never shame in needing help. I’m here. So is Stiles and we’re not going anywhere. We have your back.”

“He’s right.”

They turn as Stiles approaches them.

“Don’t mean to interrupt your conversation.” Stiles looks directly upon Bella.

“Just thought I’d give you the heads up, Allison Argent is back.”

Bella nods and Scott sighs.

From there Bella follows the boys inside.


Peter rubs his eyes and tiredly answers the door. He narrows his eyes upon Renee and looks around as if expecting someone else as well. Peter clears his throat.

“Come on in.”

She nods and enters the house. Peter shuts the door. He hears Renee sigh as she looks around.

“She hates me.”

Peter shrugs on this.

“Have a seat Renee.”

She makes her way over to the couch. Peter sits on the recliner across from her. He closes his eyes as if going back to sleep. Renee furiously hops back up.

“Just forget it. I don’t even know why I came to you.” Peter cocks an eye open as she’s heading for the door.

“Knock it off Renee. Have a seat.”

Renee shakes her head and paces the room.

“I thought you were all up in arms about doing this on your own. You know all that feminine power crap. The I’m woman hear my roar bullshit that Bella’s seemed to pick up as well.”

Renee half laughs.

“OH believe me Peter. She’s most certainly got your ANGER issues!”

He smirks.

“So I’ve noticed.”

“That’s not exactly a good thing. Not under the circumstances!”

“On the contrary, you couldn’t be more wrong. That rage is what’s going to be the key to her survival.”

“Or her doom!” Renee fires back.

Peter shakes his head. He crosses his arms about his chest and yawns.

“Nah, she’s got too much spirit for that.”

“I’m being serious Peter!”

“SO AM I! Now would you fucking sit down and relax?!”

“Still the same hot headed mess I remember!”

He grins.

“And to think you willingly married me baby. You must’ve taking a liking to it somewhere!”

Renee rolls her eyes, but doesn’t comment. Peter chuckles to himself. He clears his throat however as Renee continues to pace. Her hands were about her hips. He could pick up her irregular heartbeat. That and Renee looked exhausted.

“Does your big bro know you’re here or did you sneak away like a bad girl again?”

“Why does it matter to you?”

“I don’t want him coming over here that’s how!”

“He thinks I’m at a doctor’s appointment.”

Peter nods.

“You seem to get more beautiful with age.”

Renee cuts him a look.

“Oh no you don’t, that’s not going to work. Not this time!”

He chuckles.

“Hmmmm…”

Peter leans back in his seat and crosses his legs.

“I think we both know you’re full of shit Renee. You never could resist my charm.”

“Oh shut up! It’s your supposed charm that got me and Bella into this mess.”

Peter sighs and waves a finger upon her.

“And you told me you were on the pill!”

“18 years later and that’s what you’re going to throw in my face?! And you’re the one that thought it’d be a wonderful idea to surprise me and take me to Cali! I didn’t get to pack anything remember? THAT INCLUDED MY BIRTH CONTROL! You knew this and that didn’t stop you from wanting to get freaky at that hotel! Do you not remember me saying Peter, I don’t have my pills… then I distinctly remember you saying Eh, what are the odds? Don’t leave me hanging baby!” Renee scoffs.

Peter chuckles.

“My voice is much deeper than that and you need to add a bit more seductiveness to it.”

Peter takes in a breath as Renee pinches the bridge of her nose.

“I don’t get why I ever agreed to marry you.”

“Because you loved me whether you wish to admit it or not Renee, face it you were head over hills. You should have seen the way your face lit up when I even suggested we get married.”

“You make this sound all so one sided. Did you not feel anything?! I mean damn you wouldn’t even let me tell my family about our marriage. Everything was so secretive when it came to us! Half the time I felt as though you were ashamed to even be seen with me! Everything about us was so damn private!”

“I had my reasons.’
“Do you have any idea how SICK I am of hearing that excuse? That’s all that ever comes out of that mouth of yours. I had my reasons Renee! I had no choice! You were both better off!”

Peter shoots to his feet and points to her irately.

“Because you were! You haven’t any idea! If I had ever allowed that side of myself to come through. You’d have shit yourself and ran far away from me as possible!”

“How do you know? You never even gave me the benefit of the doubt. I constantly encouraged you to let me see that side of you!”

“That wasn’t an option Renee! That side of me… there was no control. Especially, when I was alpha! All the more reason I had to leave! Renee dammit, I’ve killed people! And I’ll only continue to kill people it’s all I know and it’s what I am.”

“You’re no longer alpha… So why? Why does it have to be like that? Why do you continue to choose this path?”
“Save me the spiel Renee. We’ve already been down this path. You… always trying to “save” me. I’m not one of those guys. Haven’t you heard by now baby? We don’t ever change. I’m that guy… The only difference is I can fucking admit it. I’m not going to sit here and beg and plead with you and make up some sort of bullshit about how I will change and make everything better. That I’ll do anything to have you and Bella back into my life. It’s just not going to happen. This is who I am! You can either accept me for who I am or move the fuck on.”

“Fine, then I want a divorce!”

Peter cocks a brow her way. He shakes his head.

“Not happening.”

“I’m not giving you a choice. You’ve made it abundantly clear that you’re not going to have anything to do with us. So what’s the point of carrying your name?”

“YOU ARE MY WIFE AND BELLA IS MY DAUGHTER!”
“SHE’S OUR DAUGHTER! OURS! I’M THE ONE THAT’S DONE ALL THE WORK! I RAISED HER! NOT YOU! You missed all the key milestones in her life!”
Peter pinches his eyes shut for a moment.

“No I didn’t…” He mutters so softly she could barely hear him.

“You only thought I left Renee. It’s what I wanted you to think. It’s what I needed you to think. I always watched out for the both of you. From a distance I watched Bella grow up. Hell, I even witnessed Charlie and this Phil guy father her around. I saw her at the park, the movies, the mall, the god damn zoo and carnival! Hell, I even snuck into church a couple times.”

Renee’s jaw drops.

“You’re lying!”

“No, no I’m not! If I was lying then how would I know that Bella got baptized when she was 12 years old! She was wearing that baby blue dress with the baby’s breath on it… it seemed to be a favorite of hers at the time. How would I know that she lost one of her front teeth at the playground when she was 7? That one of her best friends was a little girl by the name of Angela Webber when she was in elementary. And that her favorite stuffed animal was a Zebra she named Polka Dot because she thought it was funny! She’s also an honor roll student! She gets that from you! Sure as hell NOT ME! I found that out when I worked as a janitor at her school. It was the only way I could think of to keep tabs on her! And just who the hell you think got you that deal on the fucking Nova for her birthday?”
Renee gawked upon Peter in utter shock.

“That’s right baby. I fucking pay attention. I even noticed things about you.”
He clears his throat and shut his eyes for a moment.

“It wasn’t until HE came into the picture that I made myself pull away. It was one thing with Charlie. I knew it was fake. But seeing you and my little girl with another man?!”
He shakes his head with gritted teeth.
“The way you’d smile and let him fucking TOUCH YOU!”

“Peter….”

“Now just hush before you go getting defensive and listen to me dammit. I know I screwed up! I knew the moment that Phil guy entered your life; I had already been replaced. You were forgetting all about me and this guy was going to become father to our daughter. I WAS A DICK AND I KNOW IT! I wanted to murder the son of a bitch. You haven’t a clue just how many times I almost killed him. There were so many chances. I used to follow this guy out to a dark alleyway and it took all fucking will not to rip out his jugular. BEFORE I HAD ANY CLUE HE WAS A SICK MOTHERFUCKER! AND NOW THAT I KNOW THE TRUTH. I WISH I WOULD HAVE! I WISH I WOULD HAVE MADE THAT BASTARD CHOKE ON HIS OWN BALLS AND TAKE HIS LIMBS AND SHOVE THEM SO FAR UP HIS ASS THEY EXTEND FROM HIS MOUTH! If I HAD ANY INKLING RENEE BABY, I WOULDN’T HAVE EVEN THOUGHT TWICE ABOUT TEARING HIM APART! AND I GET IT! IT’S MY FAULT! ALL OF THIS! AND GOD DAMN IT, I KNOW IT IS! I LOST YOU BOTH! YOU ALWAYS WERE THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY, EVEN IF I WAS THE ONE THAT WALKED AWAY. THAT’S NOT HOW IT FELT TO ME. So no… I’m not giving you a divorce. That’s out of the question. I’m not giving some other bastard the opportunity to snag you both away from me. NOT AGAIN!”

“If you’re so dead against making this work. Then why the hell won’t you give me a divorce?”

“Did I say I was against making this work? I don’t believe so. I merely made it clear that I was never going to change.”
Renee half laughs with confusion and full on frustration.

“Then how does this work Peter?”

“You give me a chance to fix up this house. You and Bella move in. From there we just see how it plays out.”

“You’re joking.”

He presses his lips together making a tsking sound.

“Nope fraid not. Get to packing it won’t take me too long. Not if I can get Derek’s help. Is Bella’s favorite color still purple?”

Renee nods.

“Ok then. I’ll see what I can come up with.”

“I haven’t agreed to this Peter!”

He smirks.

“Yes you have!”

She growls under her breath and he softly chuckles.
“YOU’RE SUCH A NARCISSISTIC ASSHOLE!”

“I love you too Renee.”

Her jaw drops again. He winks.

“You thirsty? Hungry perhaps? Or horny?”

“PETER!”

“I’m just saying it’s been awhile for the both of us.” He says and wiggles his brows.

“I’m not going to sleep with you!”
“Hmmm…..”

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