Impossible ➡️ Derek Hale | 1

Unexpected Run In

Both of them had lost a lot.

Peter squeezed his eyes shut. He's been lucid for a while now thanks to Ellie, but it still felt like yesterday. That he had lost his family... His wife... and their unborn children.

As if sensing his thoughts, Derek pressed closer, squeezing Ellie in between them to place a comforting hand on his uncle's shoulder.

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Ellie let out a sigh as she explored the Hale house. There wasn't anything left here. Everything was destroyed and crumbling to pieces. Books, clothes, personal effects. All gone. It made her sad. None of the pictures of the family had survived. Derek and Peter had nothing to remind them of what they once had.

Derek had been sleeping on the floor in the living room before he had started sleeping at the Stilinski house. Why he ever stayed here, she would never know. This place would have, and only will, bring him bad memories. Everything that was once good about it, was gone.

She made her way down the stairs slowly and froze on the third step from the bottom. Oh man. The view to her right. A dopey, happy smile covered her expression.

Derek's back was to her, facing into the dining room. She could see the old fireplace on the opposite wall in front of them. He was doing pull ups in the doorway, using the large frame as a handle to grip onto. He was only three, maybe four feet away max.

She watched the muscles in his back move as he went, shirt off and skin glistening. His tight jeans hanging low on his hip. He was totally doing this on purpose, to get a reaction from her.

Ellie wasn't going to complain. She was getting an amazing view right now. She licked her dry lips, her mouth feeling parched all of a sudden.

She bit her lip and leaned forward against the railing of the stairs, slightly surprised the burnt wood held up and she didn't just fall over. She wanted to reach out but knew she wouldn't be able to touch. He was just out of reach.

She knew without a doubt he knew she was there. What she would give for him to put this show on for her daily? She would die a happy woman.

Ellie would take what she could get. She crossed her arms and leaned back as she enjoyed the view.

Her legs became weak when he dropped down into a push up and continued on, all without a single pause.

"Dear, lord." She nearly moaned as he went into a one arm push up.

Derek smirked inwardly to himself. Goal accomplished.

Ellie pulled away from the railing and stepped down the last few steps as she stepped up right beside his legs, looking down at him as he kept going.

His strength continued to amaze her every time he showed off.

Ellie frowned when he came to a sudden and abrupt stop less than an inch from the floor.

His head tilted sideways. She opened her mouth to ask what was wrong when his arms were suddenly around her waist and guiding her away. She let out a gasp as she was pushed into the kitchen and shoved between the fridge and the counter. There wasn't really anywhere to hide well, but if he managed to keep away from the kitchen, she would be safe. Plus, the back door was right there. She could run if push comes to shove.

"Don't come out. No matter what you hear. Wait here. I will come for you." And he was gone. She hadn't even seen him get up off the floor.

Ellie swallowed thickly and nervously crouched down and hid as well as she could, which wasn't great, considering there was no longer a door into the kitchen to hide her. But she was out of view from both the dining room and the main foyer to the house. She made her way to the door frame and shoved herself between it and the counter.