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peter hale was seated on a couch, one of his hands resting on the edge of a oak table, his fingernails tapping over and over on the table, a look of annoyance in his eyes. "that table is italian."
braeden, who was seated on a chair had her brown leather laced up boots resting on the table, her legs crossed over eachother. "so are these boots."
"that chair you're sitting on is made of brazil, very expensive, much of value." peter says.
braeden gestures over to the tan skinned man with caramel colored curls that was walking around a singular couch, looking deep in thought. "so is he."
peter sighs out, throwing his back hard on the back rest of the couch.
"so, are we going to talk interior design or we talking numbers?" braeden jumped straight to the point.
peter rolls his eyes. "we're hiring you to find kate, not assassinate the president." him proceeding with a blank stare.
braeden sighs out, straightening her posture. "i was hired by the calaveras to find kate, you're hiring me first and going against the calaveras is going to cost you."
"we'll pay, just find kate, that's all we want." derek flatly says.
braeden looks at the three men, then leaving the loft, jesse lingers onto the dark skinned woman until she was out of sight then turned to look at derek, stepping close to him.
"i think it's fitting to say that you have lost your mind."
"we don't have a choice, we spent a week looking for her and came up with nothing." derek responds.
"oh? and when you find her what are you going to say? probably along the lines of I MISSED YOU, MIND TELLING ME WHY I FEEL SO DIFFERENT, OR, I SWEAR I'LL KILL YOU? your little empty death threats never cease to work, derek." jesse scoffs.
"i just want to find her, that's it." derek says in annoyance.
"for what? derek–––." he scoffs in disbelief. "why are you trying so hard to look for her? you should try and figure out why your girlfriend has these..." jesse blurts out in frustration but stopped, eyes went wide at what he said.
derek raised a brow at him. "why aviva's, what?"
"jesse, tell me." derek demands.
"you have lost your mind, you have gone crazy, do you know that?" peter scoffs in disbelief, interrupting the two younger men.
derek went to say something but got cut off by an aggressive peter. "if we don't find kate we don't get those bonds back."
"which is why braeden's going to find her." derek says in a DUH tone.
"but, why do you want to find her?" jesse looks at him.
peter huffs in annoyance. "you won't find her so easily, but, me? what am i going to do, derek?" he glares at derek. "get a job? my resume is slightly outdated! we got robbed, derek, robbed!" peter aggressively shoves him.
derek, taken away by anger, growls angrily at him, shoving him back with incredible force, but that's not what peeked peter's interest, but by the change of his eyes.
peter heavily breaths out, looking at him in surprise.
"why are your eyes gold?" jesse asks.
derek heavily sighs out, his face still flushed with anger. "i don't know." derek's voice calmed down. "but that's what i'm willing to find out."
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Fanfictionit has been six years since the fire has destroyed most of the remains of the hale house, six years since henrik argent and his family had disappeared, six years since derek hale left town, six years since peter hale has been in a coma, six years si...
