Once in a Blue Moon [TW/TVD Fanfic]

Back to Beacon Hills

Chapter 4 - Back to Beacon Hills

Scene 5: Mikaelson Flair

3rd Person POV

A low moan could be heard coming from the stiff suit-clad werewolf as he shifted in his seat subconsciously wiping drool from his face.

"Where am I?" Derek croaked as his vision cleared and his thoughts straightened out.

"About two miles from Beacon Hills." Briar responded as she looked over at her friend giving him a small smile.

Derek couldn't help but feel skeptical about what exactly he drank last night. He could hardly remember anything that happened after he had his fill of alcohol. Or so he thought it was alcohol... He had always believed that werewolves weren't able to get drunk.

"Uhh, I can't believe I got wasted!" Derek groaned. He started to feel kind of embarrassed that his best friend happened to see him in that sort of state. He wasn't sure exactly how he acted since that was the first time he was actually able to get drunk. It comforted him, though, when Briar just chuckled while nonchalantly patting his leg as she assured him that it was no big deal.

Briar's POV

We had just passed the welcome sign when my attention was once again directed to my friend. Derek seemed genuinely curious about where I was planning on living in Beacon Hills. I couldn't help but flash a cheeky grin in his direction as I continued driving.

I didn't spare him a single glance until we pulled up the driveway of my new home. It was a three-story colonial style house that was in fact much too big for one person to live in alone. However, I had the Mikaelson flair to blame for that. The need to make a statement practically flowed through our veins.

As I took a peak over at Derek to see his reaction it didn't really surprise me that he appeared to be stunned silent. He hasn't seen me in so long that I'm sure he's forgotten all about the inner workings of my family. Being rich was definitely a shock to him, but then again when you've lived for as long as I have money eventually becomes less of a problem. Plus, with the advantage of compulsion it makes buying things much easier.

"Welcome to my humble abode." I stated. This caused Derek to snort since it was far from humble.

The look in his eyes as he stared at it reminded me much of a kid in a candy store. So, as I turned the car off and handed the keys back to Derek I asked, "Want to check it out?"

He seemed to think about it for a minute, but then nodded trying not to seem over eager. I chuckled at this as I undid my seatbelt. Once I was out of the vehicle I walked around to the passenger side planning on helping my friend get out since his legs were probably asleep when I witnessed Derek attempting to get out himself. I rushed over attempting to grab his arm and help him walk when he suddenly tumbled to the ground before I could catch him. If this was anybody but Derek I wouldn't have laughed. But, since he was basically my best friend I couldn't hold in my amusement. I attempted to smother the noise bursting through my lips with my hand, but Derek just glared up at me with a huff.

"You gonna help me up?" He asked scathingly, but his tone didn't hold real malice. In fact, when I went to pick him up another round of giggles left my mouth which caused me to fall down right beside him. Uncontrollable laughter was something I always had a hard time recovering from, so it came as no shock when Derek was the first to get up.

3rd Person POV

As the broody alpha werewolf stared down at his best friend crouching on the concrete trying to sustain her laughter he couldn't help the smile that lit up his entire face. How could this one girl, an Original vampire at that, bring him so much happiness? He had never felt so full of life than when he was graced with her presence. He understood the sort of expectation that werewolves and vampires were supposed to be enemies, but he wasn't able to imagine Briar as being anything remotely close to that. In Derek's eyes Briar was one of the very few of her kind that could still act so high-spirited and relaxed even with her vampiric tendencies nagging away at her.

Derek seemed to realize how special this woman had become to him. He mentally promised her that he wasn't going to let her down. Briar Mikaelson had made a sturdy impact on the young Derek Hale when he first met her so many years ago. He was only 8 at the time and at first he didn't know what to really think of her. But, standing before her now Derek knew that meeting Briar was the best thing that ever happened to him.