She pointed the gun at his head, a crooked smile on her face as he stared back at her defenselessly. She could pull the trigger right now, but for some reason she couldn't do it. She couldn't just…kill him. Braeden had a bounty to collect for 150 million dollars. Enough to have her set for life if she wanted to stay stationary; but the thrill of the chase was always in her.
"What are you going to do?" Derek asked with semi terror and interest in his eyes.
Braeden looked up at the window behind them in the loft. The sun was just starting to set. She could lose him in the dark on her bike if he tried to go after her. She took a deep breath and lowered the gun, righting herself until she was standing over him, then took a few steps backward as he stood.
Derek kept his guard up as he stared back at her. He wasn't sure what she wanted with him now.
"I'm letting you go." She said gesturing with a nod.
"Why?"
"Why not?"
Derek's eyes narrowed for a moment before he relaxed a little. He didn't sense any danger from her at the moment. Her scent had changed drastically. "What about the bounty?"
"I don't need it." She started to put her gun away as she eyed him. "I wouldn't know what to do with it."
"You could buy a house somewhere nice, buy nice things...relax."
"That isn't my thing." Braeden said loosening then retightening her gloves.
"What is your thing?" Derek asked curious now.
She shrugged with a smirk before heading toward the door.
"That's it?" He asked again as she stopped with her hand on the doorknob.
She turned to him and for a moment and felt sorry for him; Derek Hale. He was all alone except for a bunch of teenagers and his uncle. She'd researched his life before tracking him; he was tragic.
"For now." She purred as she opened the door and stepped out in the light of the setting sun.
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Braeden watched Derek after that, in between her missions, she would head over to Beacon Hills and check up on Derek. What stupid things his uncle got in him into, or what stupid ideas the teens had. It was all very interesting to say the least…or rather the teenager's lives were. Derek, once all the smoke had cleared, went home. He sat in his loft and either exercised or slept. It was really a tragically boring life he led. She once thought about sneaking up into his loft with a gun drawn for fun, but Peter appeared and that ended her excitement for the night.
Poor Derek Hale.
All alone.
It wasn't until around Thanksgiving that she really saw how lonely the Hales were. She was in town doing business and ran into Derek at a gas station. Even the supernatural and bounty hunters needed fuel.
"Long time no see." She said pulling off her helmet. The cool air woke her up a little.
"What are you doing around here?" Derek asked surprised.
"Working. But it's nice to see a familiar face."
"Nice?"
Braeden nodded slowly. "Are you celebrating the holiday with your uncle?"
Derek looked confused for a moment, before he caught on to what she was talking about. "No…we…usually…well…haven't celebrated anything in a long time."
Braeden's heart dropped a little. She was alone a lot of the time too, although it was by choice. She could go home at any time she wanted. Drop in on friends who she hadn't seen in ages, but things would be hard to explain; she was sure. The scares were the biggest. "Sorry to hear that. Not even a deer leg between the two of you?" She smiled and he smirked back.
"No." He laughed. "Not even a deer leg. What about you?"
"I'm working."
"You shouldn't have to work on a holiday." Derek explained as he finished pumping gas. She shrugged at him, but honestly she rather not have to work.
"Maybe."
"It looks like we are in the same boat." Derek said. "It's going to be a lonely holiday."
"It doesn't have to be." Braeden said, then regretted it instantly. What was she thinking? Was she flirting with him? God, no!
"What do you have in mind?" Derek asked now leaning on his shiny black car.
"If you aren't busy then maybe we could do something?"
Derek's face turned pink and she smiled to herself. Nailed him. Always trying to play the tough guy.
"Maybe…"
"I'll be by in the morning with food to cook." She smiled as she headed toward the building to pay.
"Wait, what?" Derek asked as she walked away.
"You heard me wolf boy!" Braeden waved as she went inside with a smirk on her face.
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