AN: Hi everyone! This is AU a bit, but please don't kill me! I promise I'll do everything that I can to keep everyone as amazing as they are. Set after season 2, though Kate never went with Jacob and Scott in season one. Instead she went to college. This is also a Richie/Kate/Seth fiction. I'm pretty excited for season 3, and had some inspiration after watching the season finale of season 2. I own nothing here, sadly.

Kate sighed to herself and pressed the end button on her phone, placing it on the blanket in front of her. It was unlike her Dad or Scott not to answer. It seemed like it had been forever since she had talked to them, and every time she did call, it went to voice mail. Part of her wondered if it was the fact she left for college after her mothers passing. It was only a three hour drive from Bethel, so to her it wasn't a big deal. Her Dad didn't seem to mind, understanding that his daughter wanted to expand her education. This felt different, like something was off.

Something just... wasn't right.

Glancing back to her phone, Kate bit her lip lightly and toyed with the cross necklace around her neck. She didn't want to keep leaving voice mails, but what other option did she have? As she was picking her phone back up, her friend Tabitha plopped down beside her, groaning loudly.

"Professor Taber hates me."

Kate rolled her eyes and shook her head, deciding to send Scott a text first before leaving what seemed like her 500th voice mail.

"No he doesn't. He just wants you to pay attention and stop messing with Jake." Kate responded.

'Worried about you guys. Been awhile since we've talked. Call me as soon as you can. Love you guys.'

Pressing send, Kate placed the phone back on the blanket and pulled her text book back into her lap. She could faintly hear Tabby responding to her, but was too lost in her own thoughts. How would she even find them were she to go looking? There was always the police, but Kate wasn't exactly sure if that was taking it to far.

Tabitha gave Kate a small nudge with her elbow, her face etched with worry.

"You okay? You seem like you're elsewhere at the moment."

Smiling softly, Kate waved a hand a tucked a strand of brown hair behind her ear.

"Yeah. No, yeah I'm fine. Just worried about my brother and dad. I haven't heard from them in awhile."

"You're lucky. My parents call me every day. 'Make good choices, Tabitha. Don't let boys get you pregnant, Tabitha. Don't smoke the rolled up cigarettes, Tabitha.' Please," Tabitha rolled her eyes. "like I don't know all this."

Kate laughed, resting back against the large tree and stretched out her legs, crossing her ankles. Even though her friend was trying as hard as she could, her mind wasn't at ease. If it wasn't the lack of communication that bothered her, it was also the fact her dad just decided to up and leave, to go on some random and sudden road trip. If you had asked Kate years before if her Jacob Fuller would ever leave the church, she would have laughed and called you silly. It was Scott that told her about it, and after talking to her dad about it, couldn't understand his logic of it.

"I hate to throw more stuff your way... but there goes Kyle and that chick." Tabitha whispered to Kate.

The sudden news caused for Kate's head to jerk up for the book, and look around. It didn't take her long to spot the couple and she could feel tears prickle in her eyes, threatening to slip free any moment. The two looked so happy and involved in each other. Kyle didn't even glance her way, and it once more made her feel invisible.

She felt her friends hand grip onto her shoulder, doing her best to comfort her.

"It's not worth it, Kate. Ignore them."

Shaking her head, she started to pack her stuff up, refusing to cry in front of anyone. It was her choice to give him her virginity, even if she knew the bible spoke against it. Kate thought he loved her, that they would end up and get married, raise a family together. It was why the two decided on the same college. It would be easier for them to remain together.

Eventually college life got to Kyle, and about a month after they had sex, he broke up with her. She spent weeks crying about it, and Tabby told her that he was just a stupid boy. Kate was the only one who felt stupid. Jacob didn't even know his daughter was seeing a boy, let alone that she lost her virginity. That was something she would take to the grave with her.

Slinging her back over her shoulder, Kate stood up and tucked her hair behind her ears, avoiding eye contact with her worried friend.

"Just bring the blanket back after you get done, kay? I'm gonna go to the library."

"Kate, wait!" Tabitha called out.

Kate ignored her, taking off in a fast pace towards the library, turning her head briefly to give a slight wave to the other girl. Perhaps her emotions were on high because of her worry for her family. As much as Kate wanted to play that off, pretend to herself like that was the reason why she was still upset about Kyle, she knew it was just an excuse. In reality, she was still hurt by it. She just hoped God could forgive her.

Weaving through the sea of people on her way back to the dormitory, her hands clutched at the straps of her pack. Beth, her roommate, stayed with her boyfriend most of the time, which allowed for Kate to have plenty of quiet time. Not that she really minded. It gave her plenty of time to reflect and have silence for her to study.

She closed the door behind her to her room, tossing the backpack on her bed and plopping in a chair. It didn't take the tears long to flow freely and Kate covered her face in her hands, sobbing quietly. All she wanted to do was go back home, hug her dad binge out on ice cream. Everything was possible, except for her dad being there. It only made her cry harder.

Kate stood from the desk chair, laying on her bed to close her eyes. In her mind she could see her family, mom included. They were all happy, spending time together. She fell asleep to the dreams of a loving and caring family, and no tears in her eyes.

The sound of knocking woke Kate from her dream and she sat up, glancing at the clock. She slept longer than what she originally wanted. Straightening her clothes, she went to open the door and was greeted with the concerned and worried face of Tabitha. In her hand was the folded blanket.

"Hey, you okay, hun?" She questioned, adjusting her stance with a frown.

Kate nodded and opened the door wider, letting her through.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a lot going on right now it seems like."

The brunette sat on the bed, watching as Tabby sat in the desk chair close to her desk. She knew her friend was just being helpful and caring. How could Kate hold that against her? It was just weird telling people her problems. She was always the rock, the one that others came to with their problems. Her problems went to the ears of God.

Tabitha smiled and placed the blanket on the bed beside Kate.

"You know I'm always here for you."

"I know, Tabby. You're a great friend."

The two smiled at each other and Kate ran a hand through her hair, letting out a quiet breath of air. She had homework that she needed to be doing, but there she was, acting as if the world wasn't going to continue on.

"I think I might start on my homewo-"

Tabitha cut her friend off before she could finish.

"Oh no you're not. It's a Friday night, we're college kids. We're going out."

Kate wrinkled her nose at the idea.

It wasn't that she didn't want to go. She just didn't think that she would be much fun. Her mind was elsewhere, not on having fun.

She sighed, shaking her head with a light smile. "I don't know, Tabby."

"Come on. It'll be fun! Jake was telling me about this place that has live music and pretty good food. It's a bar, but he can get us some fake ID's."

The look in her eyes was hopeful, praying that Kate would say yes instead of staying in her dorm doing homework and crying. She sighed, twisting her lips from side to side as she pondered on it. Would it really hurt? Of course, she wouldn't drink and would leave at a decent time.

"I don't have anything to wear."

Tabitha squealed, practically jumping from her seat in excitement. "I have clothes! You can borrow something from me! It'll be fun. Like a whole new you, ya know?"

How could Kate break her heart and tell her no?

"Okay, but no short skirts or tops that cut down too far. Deal?"

Nodding enthusiastically, her friend agreed.

"Deal."

What seemed like twelve hours later, Kate was allowed to look at herself. At first glance, the shocked woman wasn't even sure who was looking back at her. Covering her body was a vintage inspired halter top polka dot dress. The neckline wasn't too deep, but showed just enough cleavage to get the job done. Around her slender waist was a black belt, and a skirt that reached her knees. It was a great dress.

"Well?" Questioned Tabitha, crossing her arms. "What do you think?"

Looking at her face, she almost didn't recognize herself, probably because she never really wore makeup before. Her lips were a bright red, practically standing out against her pale skin. No eyeshadow, but a nice cat-eye that made her blue orbs pop, and a light blush kissed her cheeks. Her hair was done in spiral curls, pinned on one side so it fell over her left shoulder. A large rose hair pin graced her hair on the side that was pinned and all she could really do was stare.

"Kate?"

Her attention turned from her reflection to her friend, and all she could do was smile. She had never been one for school dances and things of the like. Kate never saw herself as some kind of looker. But what looked back at her in that very moment was just that. She didn't look her age, but older, much older. Like she belonged in a different time.

"I love it, Tabby. Thanks."

The two girls smiled and once the other woman was dressed, the pair left. Even though she argued that walking in heels was probably a bad idea, Tabitha insisted. It pulled the outfit together, she said. Kate said a quiet prayer before leaving that she didn't fall on her face and make a fool of herself. That was a very real and plausible possibility.

The deal was that Tabby would drive there, and Kate would on the way home, making sure that if her friend wanted to drink, they would both return safely. Butterflies appeared in her stomach the closer they came to their destination, and the closer out of town they went. Tabby knew where she was going, so she wasn't too worried and soon, the bar came into view.

"Jacknife Jed's?" Questioned Kate, looking at her friend who laughed.

"I know, but trust me. It's okay. All kinds of people come here. We'll fit right in."

"I feel overdressed now knowing the name."

"Don't let that fool you." Tabby paused, glancing at Kate before turning into the parking lot. "I've seen people dressed in all kinds of stuff. Leather, hippy dresses, designer clothes."

Kate wondered if that was true, or if it was just a way to try and make her feel better.

"If you insist. But the first weirdo that hits on me? I'm gone."

"That's completely fine! I'm just glad you actually decided to come out with me. It's a big step. I'm proud of you."

Rolling her eyes, Kate took the keys and slipped them in her purse, stepping from the car. As soon as she began to walk, her ankles wobbled slightly and she clutched the car. She could hear Tabitha suppressing a giggle and shot her a playful glare, shaking her head. This was going to be a bad situation, she could already see it now.

The bar was lively at night, with couples dancing, friends eating together. It was a nice surrounding. Though, there was something about the place that caused the hairs on the back of her neck to attention. Hey eyes scanned around, bouncing from person to person, object to object. Maybe this was because it was her first time in a bar. Maybe it was because some men, including women, looked at Kate like they wanted to eat her alive.

It was unsettling to the highest extent.

Tabitha pulled her over to a table, sitting across from her and was smiling from ear to ear. It was obvious this was her kinda place. At least her friend was having fun so far.

A waitress came over to them, smiling politely, setting two menus down in front of them.

"What can I get you ladies tonight?"

"I'll just have a co-"

"We'll start off with two shots of tequila." Tabby finished, cutting her off before she could even get her order out.

The waitress eyed them both up and down, before giving a soft nod of her head. Kate was surprised to say the least that she didn't ask to see I.D., yet it was almost like she didn't care. After scribbling their order down on her pad, she looked back up to them.

"Anything else?"

"I think that will start us off for right now."

Tabitha smiled her thanks and turned back to Kate, noticing the look on her face.

"What? One shot won't kill you. I promise."

"This is it. I'm not drinking anyone than that."

Her friend raised her hand, shaking her head lightly.

"Hey, I can't ask for anything else."

Kate braced her elbows against the top of the table and looked around, finding that the place wasn't exactly so bad. Most seemed to be having a good time. Even she found herself swaying slightly to the band playing on the small and compact stage. Getting her mind off her troubles and Kyle was working, but she wouldn't admit that to Tabitha. This wasn't something that was going to become a habit, hopefully.

The waitress quickly returned with their shots, placing a small plate of two half limes between them.

"I've never done this before." Confessed Kate, shaking her head.

"Okay. You lick the salt, take the shot, and suck the lime. But first lick your hand."

Taking a deep breath in, she watched Tabitha first and followed her actions, licking the spot between her index finger and thumb before sprinkling some salt on it.

"Ready?"

Kate pursed her lips. "Probably not."

They both counted to three before licking the salt from their head and throwing back the soft amber liquid. Kate made a face, quickly reaching for the lime to put between her lips. It helped ease the slight burning in her throat. She could feel it sliding down into her body, warming her from the inside out and causing a slight tingle to move through her.

"See? Not so hard!"

She didn't say anything, merely continued to suck and eat at the lime, looking around while trying to hide her smile. She blamed it on the tequila.

Somehow Tabby had talked her into a few more, and by the time she decided to say no more, she could feel the buzzing in her head and body. The music seemed more prominent, almost like she could feel it in her body. It was obvious that both girls felt the affects of their shots and it wasn't long before Tabitha was patting Kate's hand, making a gesture towards the bathroom.

"I'll be right back! Don't move!"

Kate gave a soft nod, tapping her fingers against the top of the table. The looks from everyone was long gone, and she found that she really was enjoying her time at Jacknife Jed's. What a silly name for a bar, she once more admitted to herself. Licking her lips absently, she could still taste some of the remains of the tequila. That wasn't so bad, once you got used to the burning in your throat and the warm sensation that crept through your body.

The sight of someone she thought she knew caused her head to whip around, making the slight lightness she was feeling increase. Her blue eyes widened, and she stood from the table, catching herself against the top of it so she didn't tumble over. In that moment she felt like she could cry, that the worry she felt was gone.

"Scott?"

Kate called out, trying to make it over the music. It was Scott, there was no doubt about it. This wasn't some kind of drunken hallucination. Her brother was standing right there by an employees only entrance. She started out towards him, careful not to push anyone as her body weaved through the patrons of the bar. He disappeared from her sight and she paused, looking around. Kate couldn't see him, but that didn't mean that he didn't enter through that door.

Taking a few steps she was almost there, until her ankle wobbled and she started to fall. Her body came into contact with someones and she did the only thing she knew to do; reach out and try to brace herself. Her hands flew out, gripping onto their arms to make herself straighten out. She mumbled a quiet 'sorry', but didn't have the chance to move before a pair of hands reached out and gripped her waist.

Automatically her eyes turned from the door Scott had gone through and up to the stranger. Her red lips parted when her own blue eyes came into once that were just as blue, if not bluer, icy. Glasses framed his face, and though she had never been fond of glasses, they suited the man in some way. Her hands gripped his biceps. All she could do was look up at him, even in the heels. Electricity shot through her body at the feeling of his thumbs brushing over the cotton material of her dress. It was something she never experienced before, not even with Kyle.

"Are you okay?"

The stranger questioned, pulling his head back to look at her.

"Uhh..."

Kate started, only to pause and give a soft nod of her head.

"Yeah. I just don't do well with high heels."

Her hands slipped from his arms, smoothing out the bottom of the dress before stepping back out of his reach. It was then that she could really take him in. Tailored suit that looked like it was worth more than her entire outfit, slicked back grown hair, with one stray strand that refused to go back with the rest that graced his forehead, curling slightly inwards towards his forehead. He was... gorgeous.

Scott.

"I'm sorry, I have to go find my brother."

The realization hit her, causing her to back up a few steps.

"What's your name?"

"Kate. I really have to go."

She turned on her heel carefully, making a b line to the door before she heard a voice call out to her.

"Richie. My names Richie."

He called out, and she looked over her shoulder at him and smiled, waving a hand before sneaking through the door to find Scott.

Richard watched as the woman who called herself Kate walked into the back, the very place that he wanted to go. That she was meant to go. Everything was working out perfectly, and even Tabitha played her little part. What he wasn't ready for was how beautiful she looked in that dress, or the shock that ran through him the minute they touched. The tension could be felt between them, even if the only thing that touched was their gazes.

Ximena came to stand beside him, hands crossed in front of her body over her pelvis.

"And so it begins. This can't be messed up. The Lord's wouldn't be too happy with you and your brother."

Richie rolled his eyes, turning his attention from the door to his fellow culebra.

"Don't worry about it. Everything is going to go off without a hitch."

Giving a curt nod, she moved to stand in front of him, her eyes flashing to her true serpent nature

"It better not. This is her destino. And yours. This prophecy dates back older than you know."

Ximena paused, taking a deep breath in before turning to look at the door Kate went through.

"We will have the Blood Moon."

A/N: I know this is a really long chapter and I'm so sorry. I just couldn't find a good time to stop. I promise they all won't be this long... hopefully. What do you think? Reviews are always welcome!