Eichen House exotic emporium was known for selling the most exotic and often times illegal animals and pets in the world. So when The Sheriff told him that his late wife had ordered something from the pet store he was of course a bit suspicious. There had been alot of odd deaths and mishaps linked back to the shop but nothing could ever really legally stick due to the legally binding documents and miles of red tape the shop made its costumers sign for even a consultation.

But Derek understood, this was something from The Sheriff's late wife. It meant more than anyone would ever know. she and his son Stiles had been run off the road while driving back from a beach trip. The car had flipped over into the ocean and had to be dredged up. Stiles' body had never been discovered. The Sheriff had never really been the same.

so if this last gift from Claudia could maybe bring some of the spark back to his life then Derek was all for it.

"Are you sure you wanna go this alone?" asked Parrish leaning into the window of Derek's car.

"You know that place has had some mess a mile along attached to it."

"I'll be fine Parrish. Keep the old man occupied while I'm gone though. He' seems pretty anxious sense getting the call about whatever Claudia ordered at this shop." said Derek slipping on his sunglasses.

Deputy Parrish sighed and nodded tapping the hood of the car before stepping back to allow Derek to drive off.

The Sheriff wasn't the only one who had been anxious though. Derek had been just as nervous about all of this. Claudia had been like a mother to him and Stiles... well he had watched Stiles grow up from the clumsy little kid he was into a pretty smart teenager, clever,quick witted, and only slightly annoying... Derek had.. well his feeling didn't really matter anymore. Stiles was gone.

Eichen House was a big single story building tucked away downtown between what had once been psychiatric ward of the same name and old animal clinic. it had been bought out by a man named Deaton but no one had seen or heard from him in years. It was now run by a young woman no older than Parrish. She seemed to be the figure head for the shop, the one who handled all the costumers as well as the face that was usually seen in the courtrooms when weird things happened that involved the shop if they even actually went to court that was. It was odd the amount of strange occurrences and crime that Eichen house had been involved in and how it had avoided almost all criminalization.

There had been the case with one Chris Argent who had ordered a Jaguar from the shop supposedly and had been found torn to pieces a month later, when the shop had been visited the Lydia Martin, the young woman who ran the shop, had taken the detective assigned to the case through all the legal documentation that had been signed by Chris Argent that pretty much nullified the shop of any legal responsibility. Even stranger, when the detective had asked to see the jaguar in question, Ms. Martin had taken him to a small room and pulled back a curtain to reveal a stone statue of a jaguar of obsidian with crush sapphire forming its spots and emerald

serving as eyes.

There had been another case with an older man named Lehey who had ordered a rare breed of Rabbit from the shop after the death of his son. Nearly three weeks later the police had been called to handled a rabbit infestation at the man's property where it came to light that he had been abusing the rabbit he had gotten from the shop. Resulting in the thing going into some kind of breeding frenzy. Further investigation revealed that he had been abusing his son as well and was responsible for his death. The strangest thing about that case was that the moment this information came to light all the crazed rabid rabbits died... apparently from some disease the original parent had been carrying. Lydia Martin had shown up to claim the body of the original rabbit and once again the Eichen house avoided any really legal repercussions.

with all this information on hand Derek made sure to pack his gun and keep his wits about him as he made his way into the shop. the place was dimly lit and smelled of some kind of strong perfume or most likely incense by the hazy smoke hanging the place. it was sticky sweet and burned his eyes slightly.

"welcome. How may I help you...oh Deputy Hale. Nice of you to stop by." said a voice from the haze. Lydia Martin slowly emerged from the fog of the place. she was beautiful with long strawberry blond hair that rested on her shoulder in well maintained waves, her lips were painted a glittering pink and she wore a dark blue off the shoulder blouse tucked into a blue, grey and red plaid puffy skirt and a pair of strappy black pumps with red heels. she seemed so young to Derek, but then again most people did thought he was only in his late 20's himself. Though she seemed young her eyes held something old..very old.

"Hello Ms. Martin." Derek said taking off his sunglasses and tucking them into his jacket pocket.

"Oh please.. call me Lydia. How can I help you today." said Lydia turning on her heels and beckoning Derek to fallow her int what he assumed was the lobby.

"I'm actually here to pick up something for the sheriff. He got a letter saying that the purchase his late wife had ordered was ready?"

Lydia stopped and tapped her foot, her finger twirling in her hair for a moment then she nodded heading off to collect something and came back with pieces of paper.

Yes, a rare species of fish was ordered by Claudia Stilinski before her death. We weren't sure if Mr. Stilinski would still want it. According to her request it was to be an anniversary present. its sad really. poor Claudia."

"And Stiles too." said Derek.

"oh yes... we mustn't forget Stiles." said Lydia but there was no sadness in her eyes.

"Well the fish is ready. Come this way."

Derek fallowed Lydia deep into the shop. He could hear the sound of a magnitude of animals that grew softly louder as they went deeper into the shop. the lace was really too haze to make out the type of creatures that were on display but he could see their gleaming eyes from their enclosures and cages that darted the place, some hanging from the ceiling, others behind panes of glass in dimply lit tanks.

Finally they came to a large room with what appeared to be a huge glass orb secured by what appeared to be some kind of gnarled tree of gold, the branches cradling the orb, with spiraling and entwining smaller branches wrapping themselves around it. The orb was filled to the brim with water and tall sea grasses and sea fans grew from the bottom obscuring whatever could be living in the tank though Derek noted small silvery fish darting about inside.

"So is it one of the these little guys? Seems like alot to go through for a small fish." said Derek walking up and tapping the glass.

"Don't do that! The fish don't like it!" said Lydia swatting away his hand before he could do it again.

" and no, the silver fish are there to keep him Company. Its quite a rare breed really. Not many of them left in the wild I'm sorry to say."she said walking around to the other side of the huge fish tank.

"How big is this thing? I have no idea how I'm gonna transfer a shark or barracuda."

Lydia stood next to a series of steps leading up to the top of the tank and gestured for him to walk. Derek did as he was asked still worrying about having to cart a shark or something out of this place.

"No its not a shark or barracuda but he is quite large I suppose. We will deliver him to the whatever address is written down upon the legal documents"

Derek looking over the rim of the huge tank but saw nothing but the sea grass and fans that took up most of the water.

Then suddenly something swam through the green sting-like grass. A flash of golden red and garnet with a pearly sheen and the glimpse of a large fin nothing like any on a fish he had ever seen.

He leaned further over the edge and nearly screamed. peering up at him through the green foliage was a heart shaped face with a slightly button nose and hazel almost red eyes.

"Stiles!"