Hale Investigations
(Or Something
Like That)
Disclaimer: Just a fun little idea that came to mind recently.
Summary: Cora's got a great idea. Derek's not so sure about it however.
"You think I should do what now?" Asked one Derek Hale as he looked at his young sister, Cora with raised eyebrows.
Wondering if he actually heard her right. "I think you should start up your own Private Eye business."
"Okay, so I DID hear you correctly the first time."
Cora rolled her eyes while Braeden snickered. "Yeah, you might be old but you aren't that old, Der."
"Gee, thank you. I feel so much better now." Snarked the older Hale sarcastically while both ladies grinned at him.
"Oh, you're quite welcome. Quite welcome indeed, big brother dear. But seriously, do it."
Derek stared at her for a moment before speaking. "Firstly, I have no experience investigating anything. Secondly, why do you think I need to do this to begin with?" Asked the former Alpha and got disbelieving looks in return.
"Considering some of the s**t that happened in the Hills and you and the others had to look into it? I'd say you have the experience, babe." Braeden told him with an air of certainty about herself.
She got a nod of agreement from her future sister in law. "Plus, I bet Sheriff Stilinski could school you in a few things unless you wanted Brae here to do it."
"I'm… Not certain we'd get much done if that happened." Considered Derek thoughtfully and getting a look of disgust from his little sister.
"Ohh I SO DIDN'T need to know that."
Both adults snickered in amusement at her reaction. Really, she didn't need or want to know about her brother's sex life. Especially when her own was seriously lacking and any guys worth her time were all the way back in Beacon Hills. Of course, not that she'd let any of THEM know about any of that. Lycoan alone knew that Derek would probably be dancing for joy if she started trying anything with Scott since he loved that particular puppy like a brother. Even if he never actually said as much but she just knew. Cause that's just how younger siblings rolled don'tcha know. "I think Lil C's got a good idea, babe. Your senses would definitely let you have an advantage when looking into anything. And with the Hale funds you both haven't really touched for one reason or another, you don't have to worry about goin' under if you aren't gettin' much business."
Of course, she figured that a Hale starting something like a Detection agency would gain a lot of notice. Whether that was good or bad notice was anyone's guess of course. And anything he might miss, she could easily pick up thanks to her time as a Marshal and later on, a Mercenary. "Plus, it would give you something to do instead of sitting around all the time while we girls are out doing our thing."
"Your thing consists of going to College, Cora. Unless there's something you're not telling me?" Asked Derek with a pointed look at his sister with his arms crossed.
But she just smiled sweetly at him. "Other then starting bar fights for the pure fun of it? Nope, not a thing." Cora told him in such a sweet manner that Butter would probably taste ten times better just by being in her presence.
Her brother's eyes narrowed at her while a certain future sister in law just smirked. As she knew for a fact the bar fights bit was a real thing considering she HERSELF had been involved once. Well… Maybe twice. But she wasn't gonna let on about that though! "Well, I guess the first thing I'll be investigating is those bar fights then."
"Good luck on that, brother dear, good luck on that." Smirked Cora in a taunting manner.
The two had a stare off that almost matched the intensity of the Rock and Hollywood Hulk Hogan until Derek walked off to make a few phone calls where starting a Detection agency was concerned. "Well, that was surprisingly easy." Remarked Braeden in amusement. Though part of her thought that perhaps the remark about his just sitting around may have gotten to him more then they realized.
Smugness radiated from Cora as she spoke up. "I know."
Hail to the Queen, baby. Hail to the Queen.
Author's Notes: Heh.
