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derek hale ([personal profile] engender) wrote in [community profile] bumfuckidaho 2017-05-19 01:36 am (UTC)

one l wake me up when september ends

[ Derek Hale comes to as a nurse takes his pulse. He snatches his wrist away immediately. He receives a snark in return, calling him "Mr. Hale." She calls two more nurses in when he tries to get up. He yanks out his IV and attached wires monitoring his vitals. Three nurses are no match for him as one is pushed backward into one of the crash carts. One male nurse struggles, but when he leans in he's met with angry red eyes and a snarl. That seems to teach him a lesson. The nurse pulls his arm away. The second nurse helps the one who'd been pushed up. They can't make it out of the room fast enough.

Derek doesn't hide his smirk. It serves them right.

He tears away the blanket on his bed, leaving it on the ground.

He fails at finding any belongings or any other clothes whatsoever, which leaves him barefoot in his hospital gown. He approaches the nurse's station, but the one sitting there seems to recognize him. His reputation proceeds him. Her hand is on the phone, then.

Derek brings his hands up and apologizes for before, but he'd know if it were necessary if he needed to stay one more night. He breaks out the charm, recognizing that this nurse has a type and he's probably it. This placates her and she sets the phone down. He was in a nasty accident. Unfortunately, he suffered a concussion and a blow to the head that's lead to temporary memory loss. Derek sweet talks his file from her but she's called away. Holding the folder up, he lets her know he'll put it back.

Opening it, he reads things about his life. His blood type. His height. Weight. The accident. He lifts up the first page and finds something, letting the page drop back down. He has two clues now, and his file he's keeping. Apparently, he's married. But, he has a sister

His next priority besides finding his spouse and his flesh and blood is finding clothing that covers his whole body. He holds the back of his gown closed with one hand while making his way down the hallway. This is a hospital. With hospitals come lockers. ]


three l nice guys finish last

[ Derek didn't grow up here, but his husband did. One thing he's still getting used to - getting used to again? is monthly town events. He told Matt they didn't have to go, they were in an accident. This town can't expect amnesiac alumna to show their face at an end of the year homecoming. But, Matt likes these events - or, he thinks he likes them, and where Matt goes, so goes Derek. He has no doubt that Matt is capable - he made it around his first day without a problem, he must have, he made it to their shared house - but an event like this, relay races and activities that please the eye -- Derek doesn't really get the appeal.

Blind or not.

But, Derek's not here to bring the mood down. Derek did pack a picnic basket (apparently, they're guys who picnic) for later that he'll set up.

He doesn't think he's the nicest person around. He definitely doesn't like to be touched, so he spends some of the day wondering what Matt sees in him. Figuratively. He catches himself in his mind with those little discrepancies. He's a werewolf with heightened senses married to a blind man, a secret he's still keeping. The way he sees it, if it's not a secret, it will come back out. But, if it doesn't, he owes it to Matt to eventually tell him. If he is being hunted.

If anybody approaches, he'll be polite. Smiling might take more effort. He's more awkward with people that seem to know him, but being new in town solves that most of the time. From afar one might see a man on edge, but he hopes people wouldn't expect anything less. ]


four l boulevard of broken dreams

[ There's only so much work a person can do on their thesis they can't remember. Derek sticks to copy-editing, but saves any contextual questions for when he regains his memory back. He's been told. Two weeks. He hopes in two weeks things clear up further. Things like his husband, like loving a husband he left New York for. He changed careers and set his PHD aside. So. He loves him, right? He must. They've been married for years. They adopted. His sister's here. Nothing's adding up and this town gives him the creeps. Hard to tell the guy who grew up here that.

So, he takes to the message boards. Not fair right, his husband can't see it. But, he has some questions. ]


Who else on here didn't grow up in Wayward Pines?

Does anybody here have definitive experience with memories coming back?

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