Impossible ➡️ Derek Hale | 1

Unexpected Run In

"My hero." She spoke softly. She wished she could stay in his arms all day. They felt so nice around her. His strong hands gripped behind her shoulder and her thigh. The things this man's strength did to her, and with the heated look in his eyes, he most likely smelled it.

She pressed a quick kiss to his cheek and his eyes softened as he let her down onto her feet.

The boys walked her home but decided to head off into the night on their own. Derek wanted to start teaching Scott what it meant to be a werewolf and Ellie wanted to clean up, eat a snack and cuddle with her Papa.

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Peter was smiling as Ellie bound into his and Derek's room. He was able to sit up now and speak in one or two words. Derek said it was because he had so many pack members around these last few days. It's helping his wolf heal, and wolves heal insanely fast.

She jumped up onto his bed and snuggled close to his side.

"I think I might quit my job. Derek said I could make good money on selling my paintings." She began to ramble. "Plus, I'd get more time to stay with you and the pack. No more 12-hour shifts."

She nuzzled up under his chin.

She pulled her phone out and began scrolling through her photos, showing Peter a few of her paintings.

"Derek even said I should open an art store. It wouldn't be a bad idea. It would be something I'd enjoy." She trailed off as she let her phone rest on top of the blanket.

"I like helping people. I do. But I really only stayed because of you. But now that you are getting better, and you are here, I don't really want to go back. Is that selfish of me?" She whispered out as she pulled away to gaze up at the man she viewed as one of her fathers.

Peter's brow was furrowed, and his face pinched as he gazed down at her. "No." He said, voice strong. He didn't want her thinking bad about herself ever.

She smiled, a small bit of sadness leaking in that hung in the air. His hand came up and he ran it gently over her neck and down her arm, scenting her. She gave a pleased hum and sank back into his hold.

"Your art is amazing." Derek praised as he came in, throwing his jacket onto his bed.

"You're not selfish for wanting to explore other options. Especially if the other option is something you enjoy and are great at."

She frowned as she watched Derek get ready for bed. Which was literally only stripping off his shirt. He kept his jeans on.

"Derek. Those are the same clothes you wore yesterday." She said, trying to sound stern. She hadn't noticed earlier in the day. So much had gone on after her episode last night. She had forgotten she said she would go with him to grab his stuff and look for anything that could have survived the fire.

He froze as he lifted the blanket to slide in next to her and Peter. In all of the chaos today, they weren't able to go back to the hale house quite yet.

"We need to go get your stuff tomorrow." She spoke softly.

Derek heaved a sigh and slowly climbed into the bed.

Peter turned and locked eyes with Derek, his eyes blazing red.

Ellie caught sight of his alpha eyes and patted his arm softly. "Don't worry, Papa. I'll be going with him. Stiles and Scott would, too, but they have school, and dad's working. He thinks he is getting close."

Ellie turned and opened her arm. Derek slid right up next to her, arm sliding around her waist, and he buried his nose into her hair.

"Soon, they will be able to release Laura's body back to the family, and we can give her a proper burial next to the rest of your family." She said as she closed her eyes. It didn't take her long to drift off to sleep, completely missing the look of sorrow on both of their faces.