D. HALE

              her eyes narrow as he folds his arms and curses. yes, hell is a bad word, and she doesn’t like him using it when he sounds like he’s giving her an order. but she’ll respond anyway — she doesn’t have much of a choice otherwise. ‘i’m just going to school.’ she responds, and it’s the truth… except there’s one part missing, and she takes a deep breath before sighing. her shoulders don’t relax, however. ‘and my father is missing so i’m looking for him too.’

   “ my father calls me tabatha. but, i prefer just tabi. when our parents separated, the custody was ruled so that each of our parents took a kid. our father got me.             – i believe social cues say that it’s your turn to tell me your name. “

------ yeah, scott had never mentioned tabi since they’ve met. he doesn’t know whether to feel guilty for not knowing who she was or to feel unsettled because there was another mccall.

             ❛     somethin’ like that,     ❜  the brunette muttered, fingers clawing at the label of the beer, removing it with ease, the glue loosened by the condensation on the glass. he averts his gaze long enough to take a few calming breaths. he could do this. they were just TALKING. words had  no power, he wouldn’t let them have POWER —

                ❛      kinda like this place better though. s’clean, less busy, warm. i’d almost say it’s HEAVEN, aside from all the murders n’weird shit, of course.      ❜

green eyes flicker over to noel, but he doesn’t move his head, instead letting his ears pick up the few quick breaths that seem to settle his heart beat. why is he really here, he thinks to himself. derek wonders if he’d be talking to him if he hadn’t been attacked by a werewolf, if they had met under different circumstances, and his lips thin out.

                    she knows. she can tell from the way he speaks that he knows who she is — she wonders if he knew while they were texting, and she swallows thickly yet she doesn’t let herself look alarmed. she’s become quite good at pretending she’s FINE on the outside when she’s not on the inside. she expects him to become aggressive any minute now; after what her father did she deserves little else. softly, and after a pause, she asks, ‘is this the part where you pin me against a tree and demand to know what i’m doing here?’

           THIS GUY WAS a lot more open than noel dared to be. everytime he felt his thoughts tugging back towards what once was, his entire body went into shock. he could already feel the knot forming in his stomach, the images flashes behind his irises, in his mind’s eye. SHIT. he didn’t need this right now.

                                         ❛     yeah ? new york’s where i was from. how’d y’like it ?     ❜

           he assumed it wasn’t the other cup of tea, if he ended up coming back to beacon hills, after a few years. then again, it might have been related to an entirely different reason, too – not everyone was a RUNNER like he was.

derek figured that noel was from somewhere up north from the way he spoke, easy enough for a californian to know that he wasn’t originally from here. with a shrug, he looks away, eyes skimming through the other nameless people that he has seem from time to time whenever he made a stop in here. ❛ i liked it plenty. ❜

❝  i mean i don’t see the problem with everyone knowing. i think if they all found out you had a puppy, honestly i think them knowing would bring us all closer together or something. ❞ not that they aren’t already close with one another but he just has a feeling that it would be nice for them to all bond over something NICE for a change.

❝ although now that i’m the first to know i’m obviously pretty special so she’ll like me more than all of them. ❞ stiles gives derek a beaming smile as he watches the small puppy and he aches to just cuddle the small dog.

❛ either that, or they’ll make fun of me for buying a puppy. ❜ derek looks over at chewie, pursing his lips. ❛ especially one that’s so small. ❜ in reality, he didn’t mind. the moment he had made eye contact with the dog, he knew that he had to get her. after spending hours with her next to her cage, deaton knew that derek wasn’t going to leave without the puppy, so now here he was, unmistakably, in LOVE.

        HE’S HESITANT,  NOT  wanting to dive into the reasons WHY he skipped states, after being born & raised in hell’s kitchen, new york. the events that’d transpired had been kept as hushed as they could be – which was relatively hushes, despite who was involved. but the damage had been done. the TRAUMA would live with him, & the others, for the rest of his life. he couldn’t talk about it. especially not with a stranger.

         or, perhaps, a stranger was EXACTLY what he needed – someone he could confide in, then never see again.   ❛    little bit’a both. don’t – talk about it though. rather not.    ❜  an apologetic smile is mustered, as he sips his beer again.  ❛    what about you ? you always lived here ?    ❜

alright, hesitancy. he could work with this, knew where noel was coming from when it came to sharing things with people he didn’t know ( even sometimes with people he did know ). he doesn’t pressure noel into spilling his secrets, doesn’t think it’s a good idea, anyway, and takes a sip of his own beer before speaking.

             HE LIFTS HIS HEAD, as the other speaks, smiling faintly to him. emerald eyes shift as the bartender arrives, feeling a tad nervous, heart racing, though he shows nothing outwardly. he thanks the man for the beer, examines the dark bottle – a brand he hadn’t tasted, ever – & takes a small sip, then another, after he’s approved.  he sets the cool brew onto a coaster, scoffing at derek’s comment.

                                     ❛      shit – here i thought comin’ here i’d ESCAPE trouble,       ❜

the fast thumpthumpthump beat of noel’s heart was picked up by derek’s ears, his own hazel eyes searching for any physical signs of nervousness or panic. the guy seemed as cool as ice, but the werewolf knew what he heard wasn’t a mistake ------ the slight spike of his scent, the chemo signals ------- he KNEW.