#haletoashes

                  W A I T I N G.                                      she was always left waiting.                                              for him to come back,                                                  for the two of them to wrap up in one another.Eyes drifted over to the clock,counting down the seconds untilhe was supposed to come back.                                           it was supposed to be a simple raid,                                                  get some information & then get out.                   ( but nothing was simple in beacon hills.                                                                   NOTHING. )The old grandfather clock chimed & it feltlike death somehow. A call of mourning.She could feel something wasn't right inher bones.                                 ( maybe because of their connection. )Her breath caught at the sound of knocking,rushing to the door to throw her arms aroundDerek, to be able to tell him all the thingsbouncing around in her head but ——                                                    it wasn't him.                                                                     it was scott and he looked                                                                                like d e a t h."Don't," she said at once beforehe could open his mouth. "Don'tyou dare tell me that ——  Derek.Bring him here, Scott, I don'tcare how you do it just bring him ——"                                       ( back to me. bring him here where he belongs. )                                                    "You don't understand. I have to                                                              tell him! I have to ——                                                                                                         I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him."

         She doesn't know the whole story of the Hale family,         doesn't know the details of the fire that killed everyone         that he loved, but Kira knows that it takes an innate          amount of strength to recover from that and not want         to cause destruction to most of everything and everyone         (see: Peter Hale.) So maybe it's understandable that         she thinks of large, indestructible structures, of stronger         steel forged from the harshest fires where Derek Hale          is concerned. 

“Stupid.”