Fics like The Pack You Choose

"Do you always talk this much?" Derek asked over Laura's amused giggling. "Oh, uh. Yeah, pretty much." Felicity blushed a pretty shade of pink and let her eyes fall down to the surface of the bar. Laura glared at him but Derek was already reaching out to gently touch Felicity's hand in apology. "I'm Derek." he said, smiling softly at her when she lifted her head. "And this is my sister, Laura." Felicity smiled at them both, the gesture genuine and open. Their was nothing dark lingering beneath it, no shadows slithering behind blue eyes. For the first time in almost five years the smell of ash wasn't the strongest scent in the room. That title belonged to the delicately sweet scent of innocence, the scent of the woman who would come to be Derek's best friend.