Chloe and Derek didn't usually get much down time to spend together, so they were taking advantage of the fact that they were the only ones currently at their hotel.
At the moment, they were laying on the bed and Derek was holding her close, running his hand down her back. They were both completely dressed and it had been a long few days. Chloe lifted her head to look into his face. The tension she was feeling in his body was mirrored in his eyes.
"Derek?"
"I almost lost you last night, Chloe."
"But you didn't. You and Tori got there before anything worse could happen."
"Worse? You got
stabbed Chloe. If he'd been any faster you would have been dead."
Chloe was silent for a moment and then reached up to run her fingers along Derek's face. "We knew that there was going to be danger after we took down the hospital and killed Edison."
"I know we did but..."
"But what?"
"Maybe you should go back to that island and that school. At least you were safe there. You had people that were powerful and could protect you."
Chloe sat up and shook her head. "Oh no. No and hell no. I am not leaving you, Derek. Not now when we have the whole damn St. Cloud Cabal after our heads."
Derek sat up, too and reached out to lay his hand against her face. "I feel like I can't breathe each time I see you risking your life like we are."
"And you think it's any easier for me, Derek? God, they wanted to kill you before because they couldn't control you. After everything we've done, now, they will never stop until we stop them." She met his eyes. "I'm not leaving. Not you or our team or even Aunt Lauren. And I'm certainly not going back to hiding in school while every day I'm wondering if you're still alive. We're in this together, Derek Souza."
"You're stubborn, Chloe Saunders."
"It's one of the reasons you love me."