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As Derek left the Argent's, bored with the after babble and uncomfortable being inside a hunter's house, he couldn't help but feel a slight attraction towards the new girl, Bonnie the Siren. He couldn't get her eyes outta his head, how the dress fitted her frame nearly showing every curve she had, the natural blonde hair that seemed to complement her sun-kissed skin; it all drove him insane. He shook his head as he revved his car and sped off towards his loft, his heart cold and black from a heartbreak which made it that way was trying to once again flow something other than a constant remorse through his veins.

Bonnie woke up the next day after a dream which made her smile, only remembering the eyes, the nearly hazel green eyes that made her heart melt. Getting up to get some breakfast she realised she had the house to herself.

Bonnie,
Mum's at work and I have gone out for a training session with Allison, Scott and Stiles. Will be home later on before mum gets home.
Passez une bonne journée

Bonnie couldn't help but laugh, Lydia was always the language fanatic. The girl got bored with Classical Latin so she studied Archaic Latin instead where Bonnie only knew a few like French, Spanish, Samoan and Maori. Cooking some pancakes for herself as she tried to remember the dream and plan her day, she heard a car pull up the drive. Bonnie skipped to the door before she heard the knock and threw open the door. Derek stood before her and scowled at her when he seen what she was wearing, Bonnie nearly fell over but Derek caught her and held her in one arm before she squirmed to get away.

"What do you want?" Bonnie stormed back towards the kitchen as Derek closed the door behind him. She grabbed another plate as she halved the pancakes even though she was happy to eat them all by herself.

"I want to know what you did to me." Derek looked at the plate Bonnie handed to him. "You must have put some spell on me." Bonnie let out a snort.

"Please Derek, I'm a Siren not a damn Druid or Darach." Derek growled at her, his eyes flashing blue as he remembered his mistake. "Yes, I know about Jennifer and Kate Argent. I also know why you are the way you are." Derek couldn't help but bow his head.

"How'd you know?" But he already knew the answer. Bonnie felt a slight pang.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked Scott about your private life but I needed to know." Derek took a bite of his pancakes.

"Why?"

"I needed to know whether I could trust you. It's one of the downsides to being a Siren." Derek looked sideways at her and knew that was all she would willingly give up, so they ate their pancakes in peace.

After Bonnie got dressed, Derek followed her around the house. She knew he was just as curious about her as she was about him, she wanted to study him but knew that she would have to expose herself for him to do the same. They agreed that seen it was a beautiful sunny day, they would spend it outside so Derek took her to a park that was on the edge of Beacon Hills Woods; they found a spot under a tree and Bonnie placed a blanket for them to lie on. She crossed her legs and faced Derek, wondering why his eyes reminded her of something as he sat down and lent against the tree. He took her in, wondering why no guy close enough to see her was drooling over her. Her tanned legs in her jean shorts showed delicate calf muscles of a runner and her singlet showed a little bit of cleavage but the tanned muscles in her body; her body was enough to make any male walking past stare but her smile was such a delight to look at that it made Derek grin a little.

"I know what you're thinking Derek." He looked at her confused. "No, I don't have mind reading powers. Half of you doesn't know whether you can trust me and the other half is fighting an urge to tear me apart to avoid any risk."

"Can you blame me? We just finished dealing with a murderous pack over the past few months, I will not put everyone at risk again." He knew the Alpha pack only came because he had become Alpha and when Scott showed True Alpha potential, he knew they wouldn't leave willingly so it turned into a bloody mess trying to get rid of them.

"Sirens aren't killers." Derek cocked his head. "Okay, I know the stories but you do not know the full story, but if I tell you then you have to teach me about werewolves."

"And why would I do that?" Derek's brow furrowed. He didn't want to give a potential enemy intimate details.

"Because my father died before he could teach me about werewolves. They are the only thing that can kill me." Now Derek really did look confused. He didn't know anything but legends about Sirens but they never said anything about werewolves. "Water Sirens are what the legends are always about. Beautiful creatures that lure sailors to their doom with their beautiful voices, they were also where the mermaid myths came from. Water Sirens can take forms that help swimming more easier but I'm a Nature Siren, born from a nature nymph, I see the life forces or auras coming from humans but the ones I can't see are werewolves and druids. Druids have the ability to hide anything from anyone so that's not surprising but werewolves are unpredictable so that makes them dangerous. Also what happened last night, I'm sorry. I can rein in my powers but when I dance I tend to get caught up in the moment and lose control and any male within my reach is automatically overcome with lust. Right now, I could make you more tolerate towards me." Derek barred his teeth. "But I wouldn't. If I concentrate enough I actually tune it to one male but the worst thing about this, and the reason why I conceal it, is that any mere male becomes insane with lust." She pointed at a couple walking past. "I can make that guy over there forget all about his girlfriend and come straight here and want me but the worst thing is by doing that is that he will always want me. He will follow me to the ends of the earth for me and then because he can't have me, he will kill himself."

"So with the non-supernatural, it's more like a death spell?" Bonnie nodded. "But what about the supernatural?"

"They cannot resist the lust but they can resist the insanity." Derek understood why she tried so hard at being unnoticed. Bonnie didn't want to risk peoples lives for a bit of attention. Derek knew how much trust she was putting in him, some reason it was comforting so he held up his end of the bargain by telling her all he knew about werewolves.

Bonnie felt more at ease after learning about werewolves. She was even more comfortable to walk with Derek through the park, she felt playful which made her also feel uneasy. She was never like this around guys but then again no guy had ever been so interested in her without her using her powers on them. Derek didn't seem to light up on the broody demeanor but it didn't upset her. The way he looked made her feel giddy inside which she repressed, she could see other girls watching them and she knew that Derek used his looks to get what he wanted when he couldn't intimidate someone.

"You know, you don't have to look like a grump all the time. Frowns don't really suit you even though it does make you turn heads."

"And for someone who last night was happy to keep to herself, you seem more free now." Bonnie poked her tongue out at him.

"Lighten up. If you do I'll cook dinner." Derek laughed, he cooked for himself only; he never cooked for others or someone for him. "I can cook you know." Bonnie stopped in front of him and put her hands on her hips.

"Fine." Derek rolled his eyes. "It's getting late anyway, I'll take you to the supermarket so you can get what you need." Bonnie smiled and tapped him on the nose before skipping towards the car. Derek felt his heart melt a little.

Bonnie knew what Lydia was like shopping for clothes because it was the exact same as what she was like shopping for food. Grabbing some steaks, potatoes and a salad mix but she was very particular on what kinds she wanted; Derek was being impatient will following her around, making snide remarks that were annoying Bonnie but she ignored him. He was doing it on purpose though.

Reaching his loft, Bonnie was amazed at how simple everything was. Couch and queen bed placed in the center of the room with a desk pushed close to the giant window, a staircase that led upstairs and a giant hole in the wall with what looked to go off towards the kitchen and bathroom. No photos, no colour, just simplicity that seemed to show exactly how Derek liked to live, even if he was more complicated then what everyone thought.

"So what's upstairs?" Derek carried the groceries to the kitchen and before he could even answer her question, they heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Even though Derek knew who it was, when he heard Bonnie scream he dropped the groceries and ran out to stand in front of her. He growled at Peter, his claws extended and teeth bared, eyes shining blue, before he realised that Peter hadn't even made a move towards Bonnie.

"Well, well, who is this and why does she have you in such a menacing state dear nephew?" Peter smiled at Bonnie, who was still clutched behind Derek. Derek relaxed but Bonnie wouldn't let the back of his t-shirt go, he grabbed her by the hand and smiled slightly at her.

"This is Bonnie Martin. Bonnie, this is my Uncle Peter."

"Another Martin? Wow this town is full of surprises." Bonnie steeled herself.

"I know who you are. You are the reason Bonnie's powers activated prematurely, you have used her in so many of your schemes but you never tell people what you are planning. You are bad news, no matter how charming and kind you try to be." Derek laughed as Peter's smile faltered. "Are you wanting dinner too?"

"No, thank you. I have other plans." He looked at Bonnie. "Enjoy yourselves kids." Bonnie watched as he walked out and closed the door before she let out the breath she didn't know she was holding. She followed Derek to the kitchen and started preparing dinner with his help.

"I am so sorry Derek. Lydia told me about him the other night and I knew straight away that he was the reason her powers activated because it normally happens naturally when we turn 18." Derek shook his head.

"Don't worry, he should be used to it by now. No one likes him but at some point, he always comes up with helpful plans when we need them." Derek smiled at her to reassure her. They continued to cook dinner, Bonnie taking over for the most of it and bumping Derek out of the way every time he tried to get in the way; it was fun for both of them, Derek smiled more in the time he had spent with Bonnie today then he had in a long time and Bonnie felt strangely comfortable with Derek even though at the wrong push of a button, he could rip her throat out.

"Dinner's ready!" Bonnie proudly walked into the living area with dinner and stood in awe as Derek had somehow moved the desk and turned it into a make-shift table. "Derek? What is this?" He smiled and helped her with their plates.

"I don't have many guests and when I do, they tend to try to kill me or annoy me so seen you are the only one who doesn't do either, I thought I could do something nice for you." As they sat down and ate, Bonnie couldn't help but blush. Derek kept looking at her while she was eating and every time they made eye contact, she would look away blushing as his eyes stirred up something inside of her.