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So I have all of the story written. There are six total chapters and I'm posting this one and hopefully one a day until all of them are online. Please review and let me know what you think.
Also, I'm sorry if you don't like this story but I did write it all in one night so...
Enjoy!
Chapter 2 : Episode 8 (Visionary)
Cora and Stiles were back at the loft, learning the reason behind Derek's eyes from Peter, while Scott and Allison were learning the the cause of Deucalion's attitude from Gerard.
But the only person to hear the story straight from Derek's mouth, was Mackenzie.
They left for a few days and stayed in a Motel, letting Derek get away from everything. He took Mackenzie because, despite her age, she was mature, understanding, a great listener, and she refused to let him be alone when he obviously needed comfort. So she got permission from Jennifer to bond with her mother's boyfriend, and they left.
They became close quickly. They could watch movies late at night, eating junk food. They would tell each other happy stories about their pasts. They debated over their different opinions, and talked animatedly about their shared opinions. They shared small secrets, and then bigger ones. Comforted each other. Reassured each other after confessing their fears and insecurities. They loved each other. Not romantically of course, but as though they were family. Like they had been waiting to meet all their lives, and now they had someone they could trust.
They became best friends, and family, quicker than anyone would have thought possible.
Derek had taken Mackenzie to the old distillery, and told her everything.
Now they were standing in a bright field full of grass and flowers.
When the memories of his time with Paige there brought him to his knees, tears gathered in his eyes that he refused to let them fall, Mackenzie kneeled with him.
He had refused to cry ever since that night, torturing himself, afraid to be vulnerable.
"It's okay to cry, Der." She whispered, making his eyes snap to hers at the sound of her voice. She smiled sadly. "Let me help you." She begged him.
"I-I don't know how." he whispered hoarsely.
He wanted to. He wanted to have someone he could depend on, no matter how long he had known them or how young they were. But he had built these walls up for so long... He couldn't break them on his own.
"I'm not leaving, Der." He stopped breathing when she guessed what he feared. "I'm not ever gonna leave you. I know about your past. i know wh you are now. I know how dangerous it is. But I am still here. What does that tell you?" She cooed to him. She placed her hand on his cheek.
You're my hero, Der. I think you were her's as well.
And she completely obliterated every single wall he ever built up.
He cried, and trembled, and begged her not to leave.
She stayed.
And she held him.
And that was when they became each other's closest confidants. They formed a bond that day that no one could break.
Surprisingly, it was Derek who broke the silence first.
"Am I a monster?" He asked her. Mackenzie looked at Derek, and felt her heart crumble at the vulnerable look on his face. Though Derek was strong, and hid behind a mask of bad assery and indifference, he opened his heart and laid his feelings bare for this child in a moment of weakness. And he while he already believed himself to be a monster, to have the the girl he was starting to think of as his daughter, confirm his fears, would surely break him.
Mackenzie admired his strength, and loyalty, and was proud to simply know him. He had faced so much heartache, and pain, but overcame every obstacle, and survived. And she wanted to be like this man,who was quickly becoming a father to her, when she grew up.
She pressed her hand into his cheek and showed him this. How when she saw him, all she felt was admiration, respect, and pride.
He seemed to relax at that. He laughed weakly to himself.
"Of course the only person I can open up to is an eight year old." He laughed louder when she stuck her tongue out at him, smiling at him. He held onto her hand and smiled at her. "I always thought I would be alone after the fire, but now I have Cora, a pack, Jennifer, and now, you. I always wanted a daughter." She lit up at that, and transferred her affection for the man she had come to respect as her father, to Derek.
They both had tears in their eyes, as they held each other.
If things don't work out between you and my mom... I'm not letting you go. You're stuck with me old man.
Derek laughed as he heard that float into his head, and smiled at the pouting girl next to him.
"I wouldn't have it any other way."