Chap. 1 The beginning

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A/N: Thanks for the reviews for " Who is Penelope?" it means a lot.

Now, I hope you'll enjoy this new fic.

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It all begun when Derek accidentally talked about his baby girl while he was back in Chicago for some days off.

This mysterious woman who her brother seems to care about had intrigued Desiree.

She didn't push further to know who she was but promise herself that if the subject showed up again she would do the necessary to get to know her.

Unfortunately, the days and years went on and she still hadn't met Penelope.

While Derek's colleagues had been in Chicago to help him with his arrest, she had heard them talk to her through the phone and knew that thanks to her Derek had been released. Nevertheless, she knew that what she had found had hurt Derek deeply. Carl Buford was in jail but Derek had scars that he would hold all his life. She knew that he was ashamed of what happened to him and didn't want his family and friends to find out… without Penelope everything would have been ok. Because ever since that awful time Derek was off, first she thought that it was all this "Buford thing" that affected him but she overheard a talk between him and their mother just after Penelope had been shot.

Flashback

"I told her I loved her and she said it back too, but I didn't push it further… then I discover that she's seeing someone. I know that we didn't used to talk about our relationships but it hurt."

"Have you tried to talk about your feelings?"

"Not really… we have not been close these past months. I took care about her after her shooting, then that guy came and we're no longer that close I guess."

"Maybe she didn't' catch you meant it beyond friendship honey."

"Maybe, I just fear that what she had discovered about me… with Buford I mean changed the way she saw me. Maybe I'm not that attractive to her…"

"You can't think that Derek, from what you said about her Penelope is a very caring person."

"Yeah she was… it's just that I don't think I know her anymore."

Desiree returned quietly in her room. Her overprotective side took her to the heart and she wished she could talk to that woman. Who the hell did she think she was?

End of flashback

Ever since that day Desiree had been very attentive at her brother mood, she used to call him more often to know how he was doing. And she sensed that even if he was happy to hear some news from Chicago, he wasn't fully happy. Desiree knew she had to do some things but, how to deal with someone you didn't know?

A/N: I hope this is going somewhere. Reviews are very welcomed.