"Peter, Derek is-"

"I know." Peter smiled as he pushed himself off the black Camaro and started to walk over to Braeden. "It's a shame that I have to put my nephew in trouble to help him, but sometimes you have to hurt the ones you love."

"This isn't funny." Braeden pointed her gun at Peter. "Call off the Berserks or I won't hold back."

"I'm not afraid of you." Peter put his hands in his pockets. "But you should be afraid to me."

"I'll never be afraid of you. Now call off the Berserk!"

Peter shook his head as another Berserk appeared behind him. "I'm not doing anything." The large creature started to growl as it stalked forward. Braeden glanced between the two of them, unsure of where to point her gun; unsure of who was the most dangerous.

"You're sick, Peter!" Braeden yelled.

"I'M NOT SICK!" Peter screamed. "I'M THE APEX! I'M THE ALPHA! And you! You're a blemish on the face of the earth!"

The Berserk lurched forward and attacked Braeden, but she jumped out of the way in time as the monster pounded the ground. The vibration sending shocks down her spine. She looked between the two of them and then aimed her gun at Peter and fired. Peter managed to dodge all the bullets and hide behind the Berserk.

"Crap." Braeden hissed as she ducked behind a tree. She peaked back as the Berserk roared and headed toward her just as Derek was coming into view.

"Peter! Stop!" Derek yelled as he reached the bottom.

"Derek!" Peter shook his head. "Stay out of this!" Derek jumped and attacked Peter, knocking him on the ground. He snarled and the Berserkers turned toward their brawl, ignoring Braeden all together. Derek held Peter down and growled.

"You need to stop this Peter! She did nothing WRONG!"

"She's done everything wrong!" Peter snapped back with foam starting to drip from his maw. "She's a hunter! An Assassin! An abomination!"

"She's none of those things and you know it!" Derek screamed just as Peter punched him square in the jaw. They both started at it, punching, kicking, and biting each other as they rolled around on the ground.

The berserkers started to walk toward them, unsure for a moment, they both reached into the brawl and grabbed Peter.

"What are you doing?!" Peter screamed in anger. "Let me go!"

Derek crawled backward for a moment and watched as one of them hoisted Peter high into the air and let out a hard and throaty scream.

"Put me down!" Peter screamed as he bit and scratched at the huge arms of the beast.

"I don't think I want to help you…" Derek huffed as he wiped the blood from his lips. "You've gone too far!"

"Derek!" Peter screamed. "Please!" He pleaded and in that moment a full round of bullets hit the Berserker in the face. The creature let go of Peter and he fell on the floor in a heap choking and coughing.

Braeden walked over to Peter and held her gun at his face. "Call them off Peter. CALL THEM OFF!"

Peter coughed more as his watery eyes looked into her clear brown ones. In that moment he saw something, he wasn't sure what it was, but he saw it. "Alright…" He coughed and reached into his pocket and pulled out a jar filled with what looked like herbs and leaves. He opened the top of it and the Berserks froze in place.

"Shit." He breathed just as Derek walked over to him and grabbed his collar and picked him up off the ground.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?" Derek screamed.

"Derek, Derek please!"

"I'm done with you! I want you to leave!"

"Derek, come on!"

"I want you to leave! Tonight!" He dropped Peter on the ground again. "Leave!" Derek walked over to Braeden and took her hand and started to walk toward his car.

"Derek, Derek come on!" Peter pleaded as he started to crawl on the ground.

"I don't want you near me or her again. I don't want you in my flat, I don't want you anywhere near us!" Derek hissed and he opened the door for Braeden.

She looked down at Peter on the ground and shook her head. She really wanted Peter to accept her in a least some way, but this…this turned her stomach. He was the scum of the earth. So she spit in his direction before getting into the shiny black Camaro. Derek wasted no time getting in the driver's side and speeding off down the street.

Braeden looked over at Derek as he drove. He was visibly shaking as he gripped the stirring wheel.

"Pull over." Braeden said softly.

"Huh? Why?" Derek asked concentrating on the street.

"You're in no position to drive right now."

"I'm fine, Braeden."

"Derek. Please." Braeden said and Derek sighed and pulled over to the side of the street. They switched seats and Braeden put the car in gear as Derek put his head back on the seat and closed his eyes.

"I'm sorry." Derek said after a moment.

"It's not your fault."

"Yes it is."

"No it isn't." Braeden reassured him as she turned onto their street. "You did nothing wrong. We gave him chances and he abused it."

Derek shook his head but said nothing.

They pulled into the parking lot a moment later and headed up to Derek's flat. He unlocked the door and both of them felt a weight release from them. Derek headed to the shower while Braeden sat down on the sofa. She didn't bother turning on the lights, but instead just sat there staring at the blank TV trying to come down from the high of the night.

She wasn't sure when she closed her eyes but when she woke up Derek was sitting next to her. The TV was still off and the loft was silent.

"What time is it?" Braeden asked.

"Two A.M." Derek answered as he twiddled his thumbs.

"Oh…I'm going to take a shower." She said and got up. The shower wasn't as refreshing as she thought it was going to be, and when she got out Derek was still sitting in the living room in silence.

"Come on."

"Huh?"

"Let's go to bed." She said taking his hand. "I'm tired and I know you have to be too."

"Alright." Derek said and followed her into the bedroom. When they got into bed Derek wrapped his arms around Braeden's waist and held her close to him in the darkness as he breathed in her scent. Her wonderful scent relaxed him and he felt much better with her in his arms. His heart sped up a little as she twisted a little and rested her hand on his.

"Derek."

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"I love you too."

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Thank you for reading!

We are coming in close to the ending of this story so please stick around!

What do you think will happen with Peter? What about Braeden and Derek?