a derek and laura hale fanmix;a mix of loss, recovery and loss again
post-fire [01. sunday bloody sunday- U2 // 02. talk- coldplay // 03. hold your hand (acoustic)- dum dum girls // 04. december- sara bareilles // 05. dare you to move- switchfoot // 06. youth- foxes // 07. cradlesong- rob thomas // 08. youth- daughter // 09. laura- bat for lashes]
new york [10. save the world/don’t you worry child- ptx // 11. new tomorrow- a friend in london // 12. welcome to new york- taylor swift // 13. this year- the mountain goats // 14. run the red light- british india // 15. you and me- the veronicas // 16. love- american authors // 17. dance in the graveyards- delta rae // 18. new frontier- counting crows // 19. lights- ellie goulding // 20. this heart attack- faker // 21. pompeii- madilyn bailey]
laura [22. run to you- ptx // 23. running up that hill- placebo // 24. sweetness follows- r.e.m // 25. sorrow- the national // 26. woke up new- the mountain goats // 27. the night will always win- elbow // 28. i won’t say that i’m okay- front porch step]
Crawl on my belly till the sun goes down I’ll never wear your broken crown I took the road and fucked it all away In this twilight, how dare you speak of grace
Derek grumbled and looked at his watch again. Laura had said she would be picking him up from practice and yet – still no show. Screw it. He’s walking home! The screech of tires almost makes him shift as a lime green and black Plymouth Barracuda took the entrance to the school by storm. It fishtailed a little and almost clipped the curb as it squealed to a stop in front of him.
Laura leaned over the seats to look out the passenger window at him. “It’s so cute how much your heart is racing right now.”
“What the shit is this!?” Derek asked, his ears going red with her teasing.
“It’s a car, Der. Four tires, an engine, goes vroom?” Laura sassed him with a smirk.
Derek scowled, “Laura.”
“It’s so cute when you act like you can be disapproving. It’s mine. I saved up for it! Which means…”
“Which means you are going to single handedly fund the Sheriff’s department with your speeding tickets?” Derek rolled his eyes.
“Wow someone wants to walk his ass home when I am trying to tell you I sold the Honda so you can use the cash towards your truck. But hey.. Let’s be rude!”
Derek gets in and is very impressed with the restoration job on it. “We’re always rude. We’re siblings. Wow though… Did Dad’s friend Amelia do this?”
Laura smiled hugely, “Isn’t my baby pretty?” She asked as she slipped on her sunglasses. “So.. Dinner’s not for a few hours….”
Derek tried to not smile but he smiled hugely instead. “Oh yeah?”
“I feel the need…” Laura began.
“The need. For speed.” They recited together, both whooping as Laura peeled out and shot off out of the High School headed for the back roads…
…Where she got her first ticket and an honest compliment from Sheriff Stilinski on her new ride.
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