Derek Hale Imagines

A Meeting

"All right. That should be the last one. Unless anyone stopped by while I was with the last patient." Deaton said to you as you helped him get a rather skittery puppy into a cage so it could rest.

"Oh, yes I think there is one more. I was in a rush so I had him fill out the patient form." You said. It didn't take you long to rush out to the desk to grab your clipboard you'd given him. Reading the name with a soft sigh your stepped out into the waiting room. "Mr Hale, Deaton can see your..." You trailed off realising he didn't have an animal with him. He watched you glance around before you looked back at him suspiciously.

"I'm just here to see Deaton. He was friends with my mother." Derek explained quickly.

He relaxed instantly when you smiled and nodded, lowering the clipboard you'd been clutching in front of you. "I'll tell him you're here." You said quickly. When Deation came out to speak to Derek he found him with a dopy dazed look on his face, staring at you over the counter doors as you fussed around the reception desk.

"Derek?" Deaton said gently. He cleared his throat. "Derek, you said there was an emergency with Scott?"

"There was? Oh! Yes there is!" He said as he practically dragged his attention back over to Deaton who nodded.

"Follow me and I'll see what I can do." He said as he invited Derek into the back room.

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"So you think it will be that easy to fix?" Scott asked as he leant on the metal table between him and Deaton.

"I hope so. But when it comes to these things you never know. Derek knows a bit more about it than I do." Deaton admitted as he glanced around. "Speaking of which. He should be here by now. (Y/N) you haven't heard anything from Derek have you?"

"No. He said he'd be here but I don't know where he is or why he's running late." You answered as you finished packing away the last few inventory items.

"Sorry I'm late!" Derek called as he rushed through. He collided with you and caught you as you fell, flustering as he helped you to your feet.

"Sorry." You gasped quickly, embarrassed that you had collided with Derek.

Deaton and Scott shared a confused look when Derek seemed to emit a squeaking growled pur. When Scott looked over his shoulder he could see Derek had turned into a violent shade of red as your hands touched while he passed you the things you'd dropped.

Derek spluttered something out that neither Scott or Deaton could make out before he quickly yanked away his hand and watched you grab your bag and coat. "I'll see you tomorrow Deaton." You called as you paused at the gate. "By Scott, Derek." you said with a small wave.

Derek smiled at you as you left. "So... What was that about?" Scott asked. He frowned when Derek started to blush again.

"What are you talking about?" He asked quickly.

"Let's get on with the meeting." Deaton said in a tone that made it clear he too was curious but wanted to spark Derek.

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"Hello?" You said as you opened your front door.

You were surprised to see Derek stood shuffling one foot to the other. There was an awkward moment between you when he didn't answer back so you clear your throat.

"Did you need something Derek? Is Deaton ok? It's my day off so..." You trailed off and frowned when he sighed.

"Would you like.... To maybe... come with me to ... Dinner or lunch, maybe coffee." Derek stuttered out as he stared at his feet.

"Oh! Um, sure I can go and get my jacket." You said and he let out a shaky sigh like he wasn't sure if you'd say yes.

"Great! I can drive us. I have a car." He said and cringed as he spoke. When you laughed it off he smiled and looked like he was starting to relax more. The trip down to the car was less awkward and by the time he had driven you to his favourite place he liked to go to lunch, telling you how fond he'd been of eating there when he was younger.