Derek Hale imagines

🖤Running from the coven (rowan)

"Would you like some more coffee hun?" A short, older woman asked holding a small pot of it in her slender, wrinkled hands.

"Yes, thank you". Rowan replied with tired look on her pale face. Rowan had been working on a spell non stop since she managed to escape Derek's loft a few days ago. She could sense that he was looking for her but she really didn't care. To be honest Rowan didn't want anything more than to finish making this spell,  to then give it to Deaton and finally dragging her sister out of this town.

Just as Rowan looked down and picked up her coffee cup she heard the high pitched bell on the glass door ring. She didn't think much of it because it was a diner and had people coming in and out all day. Until that was a large, heavy man threw himself onto the seat opposite her. Rowan glanced up to see an annoyed looking Derek staring down at her, however Rowan just rolled her eyes and looked back down at her work.

"Where the hell have you been Ro?" He asked with a bit of venom in his voice.

"Here." She stated as if it were obvious.

Derek just purses his lips together and crossed muscular arms over his chest.

"Could you not have told any of us where you were going Ro, it's been a week, I was wor- we were worried, and with the coven after you-" Derek mumbled to her and rowan saw something desperate in his eyes.

"I'm sorry okay, next time I'll text every hour, alright" Rowan said and continues to scribble notes onto her piece of paper.

"What are you doing?" Derek asked as he leaned over the table to be able to see more clearly what she was doing.

"Trying to create a spell" Rowan mumbled, getting a little frustrated with Derek's questions.

"What will it do?" He asked as he got up and moved next to her.

"Hopefully it will hide Beacon hills from all witches so they won't be able to find it and you guys won't have to worry about them" Rowan said.

"Has it ever been done before?" Derek asked and picked up the sheet of paper Rowan on." Your writing is a mess, by the way" he said and rowan rolled her eyes.

"Have you ever heard of the lost city of Atlantis?" Rowan asked Derek. He nodded.

"Well that was the same idea but a coven of witches managed to pull that one off so..."

"What will happen if the spell does work?"

"Well everyone in beacon hills won't remember the witches and the witches won't be able to find beacon hills" Rowan said.

"No I meant what will happen to you" Derek asked and moved his hand near mine.

"It could kill me"

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Sorry it's been a while I have had exams and trips and illness so yeh.
I'm still doing all of those things so please bare with me.