always attract 🌙 derek hale | COMPLETED

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song of the chapter: last hope by paramore

"Hale?" I whispered into the dead of night.

"Hmm?" He replied quietly.

"Today... During the quarantine, right before Simon died... he was saying something. Something really weird."

I turned to look at him, seeing that we were just in a spooning position.

"What'd he say?" He asked, propping himself up on his elbow.

"Something about verification of death and getting paid." I answered, thinking back on the conversation Stiles and Simon had. "Simon was asking where 'they' were. And I'm not positive, but I'm pretty sure if it had to do with Stiles, it was most likely having something to do with Scott, Kira, and Malia. Well, that and the fact that I barely saw them throughout the whole experience... And I can't believe these words are actually coming out of my mouth, but I think that Simon was an assassin."

Derek was quiet for a second, probably making fun of my theory.

"I know it sounds ridiculous, but... I can't explain it. He had a gun. A fucking gun. He literally poisoned a group of high schoolers using the ink they used for fingerprinting on the test. He was going to kill me and Stiles, and probably Scott, Kira, and Malia too."

"Did he say anything else?" Derek asked. "Why he was going to kill them?"

"No, I don't think so..." I answered. "He did say something about the virus not killing humans and a benefactor. But that really didnt make sense, because we're all humans, aren't we?"

"He probably had some mental health issues." Derek reasoned.

"But that doesn't explain why Stiles went along with it."

"People will do some weird things when their lives are in danger, Elizabeth." He said softly with a little shrug. "Like, for instance, be a human shield."

I giggled a little at his teasing as he tickled my sides lightly.

"What about the benefactor though?" I asked.

"What about it?"

"Well, someone must want these kids dead if they're willing to pay what's probably a large sum of money to see them dead. The question is: why the hell does he want them dead?"

Derek sighed and kissed me on the head gently, then on the lips. God, I'll never get over this.

"Go to sleep, Elizabeth," he urged. "You've had a long day - you need rest."

"But-"

"Sleep."

So I sighed and turned back around, cuddling a little further into his chest.

"You know... Today, when I was being that human shield, all I could think of was how much I wanted him to live. How badly I wanted Stiles to get out of it alive. I didn't even think about the fact that I was going to die. I paid no attention to the fact that I had a boyfriend and a best friend that would be left behind. And after Agent McCall shot him and told Stiles about the mushrooms, whatever the hell that meant, he told me that you were coming. That you were on your way. And in that moment, I knew I would be okay. I don't know what the fuck it is about you, but as soon as I knew that you were going to be there for me, I felt safe. Why I felt that way, who the hell knows. And this may scare you away or something, but I don't care. I want you to know that I trust you. That I feel safe with you. And I probably always will... Just thought you ought to know."

Then silence ensued once again. The words I spoke (which might as well have been poetry, might I add) loomed over us, hanging in the air like the stars in the night sky. I almost began to panic a little when Hale clutched me as hard as he could to his chest, wrapping his arms as tight as he possibly could without hurting me.

"I was at the hospital when I got the call." He began, speaking just above a whisper. "I was with Scott's mom, handling some business, when we got that call. The call that there was an outbreak of something at the school that wasn't identified at the moment. Immediately I panicked. I didn't know it you were okay, or if you were hurt, or sick, or anything of the sorts. I didn't have a clue as to what you were feeling, but all I did know was that you were in that building, trapped. I wanted to leave right then and there, break through the walls and take you away, so you would be safe. But I needed to make sure that Melissa was okay, and unfortunately leave it to the professionals. And then I realized that I couldn't hold on any longer. I needed you. So I left and Melissa called Scott's dad, and when I got there, everyone was leaving. I looked so hard for you, but you never came out... And then I heard you call my name. You called me Derek. You never call me Derek, but in that moment, it was the most beautiful sound I'd ever heard in my life. I was just so happy that you were safe, Elizabeth. That was all that mattered. And the fact that I made you feel that way makes me even happier. Because that means I'm doing my job right. I am making you feel that way. Like you're wanted and loved. And I believe that's all I could ever ask for."

I grinned and looked back at him, pressing a kiss on his lips lightly. Once he loosened his grip I turned around again and rested my head on his chest tickling it lightly with the tips of my fingers.

"I would be crying right now but my mama didn't raise a lil bitch." I whispered causing him to laugh.

"What am I ever going to do with you?"