want you to wear blue in the court,” Derek says. Before I could ask
him about the whys of it, he continues, “It evokes sympathy in the
jury towards you. We want them to listen to you more, and judge
according to what you
say, not Matt.”
seated on the couch in his study, with him pacing the room, telling
me what to do and how to behave, what to wear and what to say during
the hearing, cluing me in about the system and how it’s going to be
held. I’m following his figure with my gaze, craning my neck as
he’s commuting in front of me, counting everything to me. Peter
arrived a while ago, and I can feel his gaze on me the entire time,
however, I refrain from reciprocating it, instead focus all of my
nerves on his nephew.
fidgeting in my seat; I’d lie if I said that Peter’s presence
isn’t bothering me at all. Especially because I can feel his icy
gaze boring in to my skin, burning two holes into it. A shiver runs
down my spine.
try to concentrate on Derek instead, the way he moves, his scent that
engulfs me as it envelops me, floating from his oversized sweatshirt
I’m wearing, his voice as he’s talking to me, and everything he
has to say. The hearing is tomorrow, and Derek had to cancel his
think she’s prepared enough,” Peter chimes in. “If you give any
more instructions to her, you could might as well tell her exactly
what to say tomorrow. You took responsibility for her, you took her
case – now either this way or that, win
He stands then, and adjusts his suit on himself after buttoning it
know,” Derek says, loosening his tie around his neck with a swift
motion. “And I’m going to win the case. I have a plan.”
your sake, I hope it’s a good one,” Peter sneers before taking
off towards the elevator. I can clearly see as tension seeps out of
Derek’s frame as soon as his uncle proceeds to leave. I stay seated
on the couch instead of following them, revelling in the feel of the
soft texture of Derek’s clothes against my skin, eyes falling
closed on their own accord and smile curling up in a soft smile.
are you grinning at?” he asks, tone just this side of teasing.
I lock gazes with him, I can see his eyes, a playful sparkle shining
in them as he leans against the door frame with his shoulder, arms
crossed over his chest. I giggle, then stand to approach him, his
eyes never wavering away from me even for a second, following each of
my movements. The closer I get to him, the wider his smile gets, and
once I’m directly in front of him, his grin could even put the
Cheshire Cat to shame. I reach up to lay my arms over his shoulders,
standing on my tiptoes to be able to kiss him.
willingly ducks his head down to mirror my intentions, arms folding
around the small of my back to pull me flush to his body, hot tongue
instantly lavishing over my bottom lip to ask for entrance. I opt to
deny it from him just to tease him, to which his response is to push
me against the wall, hard enough to make my lips part on a soft sigh,
and that’s all it takes for him to make me taste him in my mouth.
still can’t get enough of each other apparently.
a short while, Derek hoists me up with two palms planted under my
thighs and proceeds to carry me to his bedroom, whereas I immediately
start to undo his tie and the buttons on his vest and shirt. We fall
into bed in no time, undressing each other, garments falling
haphazardly on the floor, both of us impatient to feel the other skin
we’re laying next to each other with me curled into his side and
his thumb brushing my skin with undeniable affection, planting a kiss
on my forehead from time to time. Derek deliberately stopped marking
me on my neck to make sure I’m presentable for the jury and appear
as the most innocent flower in the world.
need to go to my office today,” Derek murmurs into my temple in a
low tone, his hot breath making my entire being shiver warmly. I nod,
mumbling an ‘okay’ to him as I prop myself on my elbow, looking
down at him with a loving, gentle smile, hand moving to his damp
forehead to push his hair away from where it’s stuck to his
He reaches up to sweep my hair out of my face, too, broad palm
smoothing to cup my cheek, holding my head meekly.
beautiful,” he says, eyes sparkling with happiness. My cheeks heat
up in the wake of his words, but it only makes his smile fonder than
are, too,” I tell him, ducking down to kiss his chest, revelling in
these intimate minutes that are shared between the two of us only. I
couldn’t be happier to know that this gorgeous man belongs to me,
of all people.
he says, low voice barely above a whisper as he reels me in for a
languid, passionate kiss, his other hand travelling down my back to
stroke my waist, indulging me. To return the treatment, I wrap my leg
around his and massage his pectoral, making his lips curl up against
we just stay in bed the entire day?” I ask, doodling imaginary
figures over his ribcage. Derek catches my hand to lift it to his
mouth to peck it.
promise you to have a day with you that we spend with each other in
bed as soon as possible, but for now, let’s just concentrate on the
task at hand.”
giggle as I wiggle my eyebrows at him suggestively, sliding my hand
down his abs teasingly, but never quite going too far. “I could
think about other things at hand.”
laughs wholeheartedly, the carefree sound of it lifting my spirits
and enticing a chuckle from me too. He whispers into my ear
playfully, “I have a feeling we should be going before you coax me
into another round.”
we have to take a bath before leaving anyway,” I shrug. “You can
never know what happens if the two of us were to go there together.”
God, I should be praying to be able to keep up with you,” he says,
tone soft and affectionate.
this was what you wanted,” I say, innocently batting my eyelashes.
He rolls his eyes fondly, responding, “It is
exactly what I want, just not when I don’t have a day to keep
can assure you I want to return it just as much,” I tell him,
leaving a quick peck on the tip of his nose before pushing myself off
of the bed to head to the bathroom. Derek follows me not soon after,
calloused palms covering my hips as he stands behind me under the
sprinkling water, leaving a kiss on the side of my neck before
beginning to wash my hair.
o O o .
takes me to the company where he works. He checks in, showing a card
to the security, and leads me to the elevator. He has a businesslike
facade on to conceal our underlying relationship. He informs me, tone
just this side of distant, “I took you here myself because it’s
near impossible to get through otherwise.”
we arrive with a soft ding,
he gestures to the left, other hand finding the small of my back
momentarily. Following his lead, we approach a spacious office with a
table in front of it, a blonde girl typing away on her computer.
Derek greets her. I realise that this is his secretary to whom he was
talking through the phone numerous times.
Derek,” she grins, her eyes instantly landing on me.
is (Y/N),” he informs, and Erica nods, saying, “Isaac told me to
expect you to bring her here soon.”
let anyone in my office until I open my door,” he instructs, and
with that, he opens the glass door for me to let me go in first. It
has ‘Derek Hale’ written on it with silver letters, and under
that, ‘Senior Partner’.
office is placed at the corner of the building, hence two of the
walls are windows. The carpet is a dark grey colour, there’s a desk
standing to the left, made out of wenge wood. A Dell laptop is
sitting on its surface, a couple papers placed neatly on the edge.
Along the wall to the right, a shelf stretches, covering the entirety
of the wall. There are numerous books on it – only some of them
related to law – and I notice a couple baseballs, all of them
having an autograph on them by famous players. In the middle of the
office, there’s a black leather sofa and an armchair, framing a
glass coffee table.
ushers me to sit on the couch, whereas he takes the armchair, his
back facing the entrance. As he’s sitting down, he doesn’t fail
to unbutton his suit, revealing the vest he has underneath.
be honest, I had to drag you here to make it seem official. I’m
supposed to give you instructions here, but we’ve already gone
through my expectations of your behaviour,” he says. I nod, and he
commands me to act as though I were in front of the judge and jury
now and state my testimony. For the time being, Derek is taking
has me to repeat it a lot of times in a row, always telling me where
I need to change my attitude, my tone or expression. He even tries to
mimic what he’s talking about to demonstrate what he wants to see
from me, gesturing with his hands, still holding the pen.
is cut off when suddenly the door is pushed open, and we both perk up
from our job. An attractive woman entered Derek’s office, and when
I glance at Erica, she shrugs to convey to her boss she couldn’t
stop her. Derek lifts his gaze at the newcomer.
do you want, Christine?” he asks.
need you to help me with this,” she replies, approaching Derek,
proceeding to hand him the papers that she has clutched to her chest.
Derek shakes his head, “I’m busy. Erica must have told you so,
too. I have my own cases to work on, and I’m currently busy, as you
can see.” This is when her eyes find me for the first time, disdain
gleaming in her eyes.
just need you for a couple minutes, Mr.
she pushes, switching to a pleading tone. “My office is near yours,
it would take no more than five minutes.” She smooths her hand on
Derek’s shoulder, but I can tell he wants to jerk away from her
touch. It makes me nauseas to see her all over him, looking at him as
though she wanted to devour him with her bare sight,
like Derek was a piece of meat or a prize she can win over.
this close to shoving her hands away and show her that this
astonishing man in the office belongs to me, but I cannot do that –
Derek has it under control. “I’ll have Erica give you a call once
I’m free again. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a lot to talk
about with my client
for tomorrow’s hearing.”
looks at me, barely disguising her disapproval of me, before spinning
around to leave finally. As soon as the glass door is closed and
we’re alone, Derek immediately proceeds to apologise, “I’m
sorry about her. She’s stubborn when it comes to something she
I say. When I lift my eyes up from the coffee table in front of us,
Derek mouths to me, promising sweetly, ‘I’m making it up to you.’
shake my head dismissively, telling him without words, ‘It’s not
necessary’. A faint gleam of worry sparkles in his mossy eyes, so I
send a reassuring smile to him, which seemingly helps him settle. We
fall back into our work then, to finish preparing me for tomorrow.
I have been marathoning Star Trek recently and this fell out.
“Sir,” Lieutenant Yukimura said hesitantly, “I don’t mean to
question your authority, of course, but are you positive this is our only
option? Because it seems too easy. Almost like-“
“A trap,” Captain McCall and Chief Engineer Stilinski
finished for her.
“Yes, we figured, but it’s nice to have a second opinion,”
the captain continued, flashing Yukimura a distracted smile. “Thank you for
your input, Lieutenant.” Turning towards Stiles, he said, “Mr. Stilinski, you
and I will beam down to the surface with Doctor Martin to begin our search. Mr.
Lahey, please continue to scan the planet for any signs of our missing officer.”
“Aye, sir,” Lahey nodded as Stiles shook his head. “No.
Scott flashed him an amused, if slightly tired, smile. The U.S.S.
Horatio had been orbiting the hostile planet for going on 72 hours at this
point, and Science Officer Hale had been missing for almost that entire time. Scott
had tried everything except physically beaming down to the planet itself to
take a look. The message, join us and
your wolf man, written in the side of a sand dune by one of the planet’s
inhabitants almost immediately after he had decided to take an away team down
to the surface had seemed like confirmation enough that his decision was the
right one. Sure, it was probably a trap, but he and Lieutenant Hale were both
quite strong, and all of them were clever in their own ways. The four of them
have made a formidable team in the past. Scott was completely confident they
could fight their way out of anything thrown their way.
“No,” Stiles said again. “This is not amusing, Scotty. It’s
too dangerous for the captain to attend a rescue mission in the first place,
let alone one where we know so little. I mean, we don’t even know where they’re
keeping him. I think we should just cut our losses. He’s the one who let
himself be captured, after all. He’s clearly a liability. And frankly not even
“Lieutenant Argent,” McCall cut him off.
“Yes, sir?” Argent asked, swiveling her chair to face him.
“In the event that our landing party does not survive,
please plot a course to the nearest starbase and notify Starfleet immediately.
Just make sure you leave out the part about the reckless rescue mission.”
“Aye, sir,” Argent said, clearly amused.
“Neither of you take danger seriously enough,” Stiles
“McCall out. Argent, you have the helm. Stiles, to the