Forensics

Temporary Home 😽

lionheartedvixen:

“I have to teach you first, remember? How To Not Feed From Humans 101?” Malia reminded him, because she was planning on keeping that promise. If she didn’t help him and he didn’t get this under control, then he’d have no life at all - and she wouldn’t have a life alongside him. She wanted Nate to be able to go outside and do things again. Alone, but also with her. He couldn’t stay like this forever and he still had her to keep him from actually killing someone because she knew she could take him if needed. But then he said something that instantly made the hybrid feel challenged and her eyes flashed a bright yellow in response for a moment. You really shouldn’t have said that. “Oh? You think I can’t go three months without sleeping in the same bed with you? Fine, let’s try it out then. Starting right now. Three months, different bedrooms. We can do it.”

"Can we do that now?" Nate needed to get this under control. How could he possibly propose to her if he was a mess? He should of known better than to say what he had, and part of him actually believed she would just to prove a point. In all honestly, a big reason why he couldn't do it, was because part of him was still traumatized from the night Timor came to town. "What? No! I think you can do anything you want to do. Anythng you put your mind to. Which is why it was definitely a bad idea to say what I did. Bad idea. I was wrong. One hundred percent wrong. Why do an experiment if you already know the outcome, right? Would you like some cookies? I could totally get you some cookies. Can I get out of the dog house if I bring cookies?"

Temporary Home 😽

lionheartedvixen:

“Well, I didn’t know that. I’ve never played video games. Or driven a car.” Malia stuck out her lower lip in a childlike pout, though the feeling of his soft lips pressing against her shoulder made it all better. At his next comment, the brunette released a scoff and rolled her eyes at the same time, shaking her head. “Tyler’s nowhere near strong enough to take down Mystic Falls. You and me have a much better chance at doing that if we wanted to. Speaking of, we should try it out. Wreaking havoc, world domination.” she was clearly kidding, though the look in her brown hues remained serious. And then she turned herself around after shutting the console off, shifting herself in Nate’s lap and covering his mouth with the palm of her hand. Now he was listing off potential scenarios that could happen to their hometown and Malia knew that in Mystic Falls, it was all possible. “Stop. Right now. Or you’ll jinx it. Because in this town, it’ll happen and it’ll all be your fault and then there’ll be a moment where I’ll tell you that it was your fault and you can sleep in the garage for three months.” the hybrid then looked pensive, thinking about the words that had just left her lips, pursing them over to one side. “Assuming we’ll have a garage in our new home.”

"I can teach you to do both, if you'd like." Nathan offered with another kiss to the woman's shoulder. Now that he had a car, he could teach Malia to drive if she wanted. "You're right, he's not. But you definitely are, Bambi." Nathan smiled and leaned forward to kiss her cheek. "World domination sounds interesting. Not boring, anyways. What do you say, be my Queen?" The smile was evident enough in his voice, and honestly, Malia was already a queen to him. Confused when Malia turned the game off, though amused because she hadn't saved - because it probably didn't occur to her. Even with her hand over his mouth, however, Nathan was laughing, wrapping arms around the woman in his lap. He nodded a promise to stop talking about it, and removed her hand so he could kiss her nose. "I'm not sure you could go three months without me in bed with you, 'Lia. And I know I couldn't." To dig his point in, his arms wrapped tighter around her, and he shifted so they were now lying at the foot of the bed. "Jynx-ing isn't scientific, though. And if it was, Stephen King jynx-ed our town a long time ago. I swear his novels are based on our town."

Temporary Home 😽

lionheartedvixen:

Letting someone guide her was a foreign concept to Malia. She’d never given the reigns to anyone in her entire life, but Nate was the first person she’d dared to do that with. It had started in the bedroom, with her making him more confident about himself by letting him take control at times. But it was still a big step to the brunette and that included playing video games - something that she’d never done before. Well, probably a couple of times before she’d been turned into a werewolf, but after eleven years, she didn’t really remember much of that. In fact, it was as if most things from her life prior to being turned into a werewolf had been faded inside of her mind. She could remember some things, but most of them were gone from her memory. Malia had to start all over again once she’d been turned back and it had been quite the challenge. It still was, starting at square one after not having been there ever since she was born. When the other hybrid took a seat behind her and let his hands join in to teach her how to play, Malia looked at the screen to pay close attention. When she was determined, she’d do whatever she could to succeed and this was something she really wanted to learn. “Why can’t I press all the buttons? Wouldn’t it make the car go faster? Maybe that’s why it ran out of gas.” she questioned in confusion. She obviously still had a lot to learn and she barely recognized any of the video games that Nathan was telling her about, but Malia did want to get back into the swing of things. She wanted to learn how to do things again and try to be at least semi normal - if that was even possible. Looking down, her hazel hues fell upon their joined hands on the controller she was holding, softly smiling at the sight before returning her attention back to the game on the screen. “We might as well just kill some time here while they get our new house ready. We should be able to move in next week. You know, if nothing takes it down again. Like a fire or a storm or a blizzard. Or all three.”

Nate chuckled before kissing the back of her shoulder. "If you pressed the gas on a real car, and pressed the brake at the same time - you couldn't get anywhere. The buttons do different things." Kissing her shoulder again, he continued to race while showing her what each button did. "Ratchet and Clank is a two player game. Although, I think you might like Zelda." Nate was terrible at games like Callof Duty, finding they were far too stressful to play. His shoulders were always so tense while playing, and everything was happening too quickly. He enjoyed these games. Although, Beyond Two Souls was a good one, as well. "Are we taking bets at what tries to destroy the town next? My money's on Tyler." He made a face when he said the werewolf's name. "Or a dome. A giant dome covering our town so no one can go in or out, or dig under it. Invisible. Just comes crashing down." He paused for a moment, shaking his head. "Stephen King came way too close to writing about our town, I swear."

Temporary Home 😽

lionheartedvixen:

The fire had taken down their house, which Malia had already feared. Why was it that they kept having to move to a different place? They’d moved about three times by now already and it was getting annoying. At least, when she’d been in the woods, there was no need to constantly move homes because the entire place was hers. She had free reign there, but this was different. Mystic Falls wasn’t making it easy on her when it came to her trying to make this place her home because things constantly messed that up for her. She and Nate had decided to stay at the hotel for a while - until their new house was finished, so this was their temporary home now. Malia didn’t enjoy it all too much, but she didn’t have much of a choice at the moment. She’d been playing video games for the past ten minutes, but they still didn’t make much sense to her. The hybrid tapped the buttons all at once, not sure which button executed what action, but she was going for it anyway. “Why’s my car stopping? Is it out of gas?” Malia’s eyebrows came together, watching the screen in confusion before looking over to Nate with Miss Kitty. She playfully rolled her eyes and shook her head, pausing the game and getting up to her feet. “Babe, we already have two. And I want to focus more on us. And on helping you and moving into our new home.”

Nathan pouted for a moment, before pulling Malia into his arms and pressing his lips to her temple. "I know.. And I love you for it." The woman before him made important points that he was trying to forget about, though he also couldn't help but laugh at her lack of video game skill. "Here." Adjusting his arms and himself, so that he sat behind Malia, his hands covered her own. "Like this." He moved Malia's fingers in the right position, using his own hands to help her play. "The car doesn't automatically move. You have to press this button here. And when you're turning, you quickly press the brakes to glide around the corner." Nate personally preferred the older systems to the ridiculous new ones, but that was just him. "We could switch to Mario? Or Zelda? Crash Bandicoot, Spyro, Pac Man World two - or three or four. Ratchet and Clank is also a good one." He found it adorable that Malia wasn't any good at video games; her personally enjoyed them. He actually brought his own systems down into his lab, to play while things processed. They also loosened up the mind to help him think.

Temporary Home 😽

Nate was wearing only a pair of boxers, having just got out of the shower ten minutes prior, and scooped up one of the kittens. Attacking Lyra with head kisses, he put her down, only to jog a couple steps towards the bed - and fling himself on it, doing a twist mid air so he landed on his back. Grinning, he turned towards his girlfriend, and smiled at her. "So that was a yes on more kitties, right?" Miss Kitty had given Nate a disapproving stare and love bite when he jumped, as he disturbed her curled up, sleeping body. She had been on a pillow, but now was helpless in Nate's hands. "You tell her, Miss Kitty. Tell your Momma that you want more siblings. I think you do." He held the cat up for Malia. "How can you say no to that face?"

✉ Nate

Caroline: Yeah, I'd need that.

Caroline: Maybe do the ring size thing when she's asleep?

Caroline: Nate, you can compel yourself nice things, remember? Just relax, I'll help you.

Nate: Oh.. that's a good idea.

Nate: Isn't that... morally wrong? Not that I'm innocent or.. I mean, a nice house and car are because of those things.. I definitely don't want to compel for the ring, though. That's.. special.

Nate: Really? You will? Can you help me not make a fool of myself, too?

✉ Nate

Caroline: No! That's not stupid at all! I'd love to make the dress! And food if you need me to!

Caroline: This is so romantic!

Nate: I was hoping maybe.. something white? I can bring you something of hers I think fits nicely? For the size thing?

Nate: I want to decorate the clock tower to say Venice but.. I don't know how to do that. I don't know how to do the ring size thing, or where to start looking or what I'm looking for.

Nate: And how am I supposed to afford a ring and a dance studio? I don't even know what a dance studio looks like. Maybe Malia can put it together. I don't know..

✉ Nate

Caroline: No, I'm worried about him. What if he didn't make it through that fire?

Caroline: What's in October? Aside from my birthday and Halloween?

Nate: He had to of made it... I can't believe, otherwise..

Nate: Your birthday's in October? I should of known that..

Nate: I'm sort of maybe kind of.. proposing to Malia.. and I was thinking maybe I could get her a dress to wear for it? I thought.. what would be more special than a custom made one maybe?

Nate: Is that stupid?

✉ Nate

Caroline: I'm glad you're okay. I just needed to make sure after the town was literally burning to the ground.

Caroline: I'm fine too though.

Caroline: And I do know how to cook Italian. Why?

Caroline: Please say I can make the wedding dress!

Nate: I came back from Venice with Malia to that. Literally. Have you heard from Stiles?

Nate: I'd like to book your cooking skills for October.

Nate: And your dress skills. Please?

✉ Nate

Caroline: Please tell me you're safe?

Caroline: Or I'll have to look for you to make sure.

Nate: I'm safe. Malia's safe. The kittens are safe.

Nate: How re you doing?

Nate: Do you know how to cook Italian?

lionheartedvixen:

“Yeah, until she tries to shove it down our throats.” she didn’t know who was behind it, but what if they were more than just a gossip blog? What if they ended up coming at them with that cure? “And then we’ll be untriggered again.” Malia didn’t wish to be a werewolf, not anymore. She’d spent so much time being one already that she’d outgrown that part of her life and she’d grown used to being part vampire now. Once the brunette had shifted in Nate’s lap to find a more comfortable position, a light breath fell over her lips when he made a comment about them having returned home amidst all of the chaos. “Yeah, we should go away more often.” she mumbled, clearly annoyed by what was happening around them. Who wanted to come back to a burning Mystic Falls? They were safe for the time being at least, on the water where the fire couldn’t reach them. But that didn’t mean the heat had left - she could still feel the flames surrounding them from afar and she hated that she couldn’t control this situation. “I love you too.” Malia brought one of her hands up to his face to gently cup his cheek, her thumb brushing across Nathan’s skin. “We still need to fix your blood lust issue.”

"Hey.." Nate cupped her cheek and looked Malia in the eyes. "I will do whatever it takes to make sure that doesn't happen, 'Lia. I promise you." The idea of even both him and Malia taking the cure wasn't in the slightest bit appealing - not only would he still not want to pass the werewolf gene down, but sixty years sounded awful when compared to six hundred. When she brought up the bloodlust, he nodded, looking to the girl. "We do. Even her heartbeat won't stop echoing.. I-I don't have an urge to hurt her, but.. but Malia, if she were an adult..." If that girl had been fifteen years older, Malia would of had to stop him from feeding. "I'd be lost without you.. you know that?"

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lionheartedvixen:

“Nate, we’ll never be safe.” Malia let him know. To her, it didn’t matter where they’d be because trouble tended to find her, no matter what. She knew that Mystic Falls wasn’t a safe place, but she’d learned to fight for it by now, to make it her home somehow. Fighting for it sounded a lot better than giving up and walking away because Malia had never been someone who just ditched when it got rough. She’d keep trying if she had to. “Trouble always finds me anyway and you didn’t fall in love with me because I’m safe and normal. You fell in love with me because I’m a troublemaker and different.” she added, taking the cat carrier and making her way over to the lake with Nate, using her supernatural speed. Malia placed the kittens down, pulling her cell phone out of her pocket because she was way too nosy now and she wanted to know who had messaged her. It wasn’t anyone they knew asking for help, it was someone who did this frequently to sabotage their lives. Sadly, that was also something the hybrid had gotten used to, but reading the text message made her growl. It was a quiet sound though, but still present. “She knows about the cure. Probably about the one that I gave to Stiles the other day.”

"My troublemaker." He spoke with a smile, and also slight possession. He fell in love with everything she was, right down to the part where she was different. He loved that about her. "I'll follow you anywhere, 'Lia."

Nate tried his best to kee the girls' face covered as best he could, without actually suffocating her. Getting to the lake was a bit of a relief, knowing it was a safe place. It was no clock tower, but it would be safe. The raft they found tied up was a huge score - he imagined a woodsman who liked to fish crafted it. He heard Malia growl, however, as he was untying it. "Who knows?" Shifting the girl in the one arm he held her by, he tilted the female hybrid's chin. "We don't even need the cure, Bambi. There's nothing to cure.. nothing wrong with us. You taught me that, remember?"

After being suave with his words, he nearly fell into the lake getting on the raft, and decided to half crawl onto it. When Malia was on, he pushed it off from the shore with a hard shove, and unpacked a pillow from the bag and a sleeping bag. It was hard settling the girl in, because even asleep she had this hard grip on him, but he managed to tuck her in, an do the sleeping bag up under the tent area of the raft. He sat cross legged, half in the tent, half out, and was playing with her hair - his other hand teasing the kittens through the carrier doors. "Great welcome home party, right?" The hand playing with the kittens pulled his girlfriend into his lap, and held onto her tightly. "I love you.."

lionheartedvixen:

“Home isn’t a town to me, Nate. It’s wherever you want to be.” she admitted, which probably put her on the same page as him because he was just telling her the same thing. She meant it though. Home had stopped being a place and it had become a person in the form of the man standing in front of her. When he asked her if they could get to the lake, she couldn’t help but press another kiss to her boyfriend’s lips, nodding against him.

“Yes. They should be safe.” Malia mumbled, pulling back once more and making sure she had the cat carrier firmly in her hands while she trusted Nate to hold onto the little girl. “Come on, let’s go. We’ll check on everything else later.”

Nate couldn't help but grin when he heard those words. "Where I don't want to be, is in a town where I could lose you one day... for real." His eyes saddened, remembering those hours that she had been dead. "Venice sounds perfect to me, Bambi. I could spend hours learning random words to try and impress you. You can spend just as long trying to get me to pronounce them properly.. we could take all the granola bar rides we want."

When the kiss ended, he nudged his nose against her own. "You. And you'll be safe. Please?" He didn't want her going anywhere. A flood was one thing, but fire was.. fire could kill them. He wasn't sure he'd be able to function with her out of his sight in this mess. Before taking the girl, he sped off into the house, returning with a couple pillows and blankets, sleeping bags, and fresh water - mostly it was already put together for future camping trips. Plus cat food. It took two backpacks, and he handed one to Malia. Then taking her hand and the child, he sped off to the lake to get out of the smoke.

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lionheartedvixen:

“You’d actually want to live there? Instead of here? But you were born here.” Malia commented, gently bouncing the child in her arms in hopes of making her sleepy. The less aware the little girl was, the better. She shouldn’t have to deal with these things by default and it was probably important to Nathan as well. Malia wanted to be a good person for him, to be someone he could be proud of. He was teaching her more than he probably realized - with caring about and understanding things as well as people. “Nate, the beach is ten minutes away by car and I don’t think we can drive one right now. I’m also pretty sure that this fire’s surrounding the border of Mystic Falls. There’s no way out.” Malia looked more concerned for the child and the kittens than for herself. She didn’t breathe, so she couldn’t die from inhaling smoke - unlike anyone who had a beating heart. “We can go to the waterfront though. Or the riverwalk or even the lake.” she moved in closer so that Nate could take the child from her if he wanted, but also because she wanted to place a gentle kiss on his lips.

And then she heard her phone beep, which made her pull back from him reluctantly, but she did wonder who had texted her. “Hold that thought.”

"Most people born in a small town are either trapped here for life and hate it, or they get out. 'Lia.. to me? I don't care if we lived in an igloo, as long as.. you know, it's with you. I saw you in Venice - that's your home. Am.. am I wrong? I just.. the sights were nice.. beautiful. But.. you were breathtaking. Watching you watch the sights.. that uhm.. it was like magic. Home is where the heart is. And you're my heart, remember? Wherever you go, that's my home."

Of course the beach was ten minutes away - in the process of thinking logical, he forgot that the more illogical magic fire was surrounding their town. "The lake. I think that should be safest." Carefully taking the small girl, he kissed Malia back, grinning down at her. "I love you, Malia." He was worried when Malia's phone went off, because his was dead - maybe it was someone they cared about in trouble. "The smoke's getting thick.. the tiny kitty lungs probably need a break. Is everything okay? Can we get to the lake?"

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lionheartedvixen:

“I’m guessing this means we can’t ever leave.” the brunette sighed in annoyance. She didn’t want to be stuck in Mystic Falls, but here they were. It looked like this stupid town needed them to be here and fix things because well, they were both hybrids and she’d done her research. They were stronger than the other species around here. This was different though - how were they supposed to stop a fire? Malia had already witnessed people attempting to put out the flames and no one had been successful, not even the witches. The little girl that Nate had brought along with him squeezed Malia’s hand when he left and she held onto the child - for him. While it did worry her that he was heading into a house that was on fire, she also trusted her boyfriend to make it out alive. He had supernatural speed, so he should be able to come out rather quickly. A breath of relief tumbled over the brunette’s lips when Nathan came out with the kittens, the five year old girl having dozed off after Malia had decided to lift her up instead. “We need to get them somewhere cooler. The lake. Or the waterfront or the riverwalk. They can’t stay here, it’s too hot. The flames’ll kill them all.”

Wrapping an arm around Malia and kissing the side of her head, he spoke softly to her. "Speak for youself - I don't know about you, Bautiful.. but I think Venice could feel very much like a home. For us. In the future?" He was trying to tell her that he wouldn't mind going back there for her, and Nate thought Malia would be happiest back there, too. And if she were happy, he'd be over the moon.

"The beach." Nate put his free hand on the child's back and gently rubbed it as she slept in Malia's arms, unaware he was even doing so. "Less smoke to inhale and I uh.. I may or may not know how to hot wire a boat? We could get her and the kittens out there, away and safe." Nate held the kitten carrier out for Malia to take and smiled at her. "I can take her if you want." He knew kids were probably only a concern for her because they were to him. One day, if they ever got a chance, Nate couldn't say he'd ever hate seeing Malia hold a child of their own. But that was one day - he was more focused on asking her to marry him and being with just her and the cats now. “Or we can compel someone for the keys if they’re around?” Which was only an option because Malia, the kittens, and the child were in danger.

lionheartedvixen:

“Home sweet–” Malia suddenly paused in her tracks as she suddenly saw the flames dancing across Mystic Falls. Her eyes grew wide, taking in the sight in front of her, like she was frozen in that moment. She shouldn’t even be surprised anymore though - things like this happened around here all the time, but it hadn’t in a while.

“… home.” the hybrid finally finished. She wasn’t sure where to go right away, but then Malia remembered the two kittens at her and Nate’s house and just like with the flood the last time, they needed to be brought to safety. The brunette still had to get used to caring for others, but she was gradually getting there. She’d started caring for pets and children by now too. “Lyra. Miss Kitty.”

Nathaniel couldn't believe his eyes - they went away for a week, and Mystic Falls was literally burning to the ground. The town really coudn't survive without Malia - then again, he couldn't, either. He said nothing as he heard faint, childlike cries, leaving Malia's side for the first time since he thought she had died; literally, he even insisted they shower together and washed her hair. He found a little five year old girl crying and breathing in smoke. She looked to be home alone, and was trapped. He got her out of the house and gave her some water, asking where her parents were. She wasn't speaking, only clung to him - even when he tried to put her down. He made his way back to Malia with child in arms, a little dirty from the smoke - but she had eyes almost like his and hair like Malia's with a similar nose to boot.

"She won't let go.." He explained as he kissed Malia's forehead, standing in shock as he saw their house in flames. "The fur babies.." He looked at the girl in his arms and leaned back to catch her eyes. "I've gotta go save the kitties so they're not couging and hurting in the fire. But Malia's going to hold you, okay? She's an even bigger superhero than I am! And stronger. Pinky promise." He held out his pnky, which the girl took after a couple moments, though didn't look too convinced - she still let herself be handed over, and as Nate took off, the child clung just as hard to Malia.

It was hard to sniff out the kittens with all the smoke, so Nate was gone a couple minutes, eventually coming out with two scared kittens in a cat carrier. He came back to Malia's side, holding the carrier up so she could see they were safe, then kissed her softly, chuckling as the little girl had fallen asleep in her arms. "I think she likes you."