School's out, finally. I need me some sustenance. Nali thought as she headed over to Baby where a young guy was standing staring at her with an impressed look on his face.

Nali smiled to herself.

"Hey, can I help you?" she said as she moved around him searching in her bag for the key.

"Dude, is that a Suzuki 650 VStrom?" he said and Nali looked at him, assessing him slightly with his brown leather jacket, worn jeans and lacrosse stick sticking out his backpack.

"Yeah, it is. You know your bikes."

"You have good taste."

"That's true." she said smiling, he smiled back. He had a nice smile; she'd give him that. Nali closed her bag and felt her jean pockets. Taking the key out of her front pocket, she straddled her bike. The guy had stepped back to give her room and now leant forward slightly.

"You're the new girl right, Kali?" He asked.

"Nali. News travels fast"

"It's Beacon Hills"

"So I gathered, and you are?" she asked in return.

"The name's Ty." He said and Nali inwardly cringed. Who the hell says 'The name's…' it's such a trying-too-hard-ish kind of vibe.

"Well Ty, it was nice to have someone appreciate Baby apart from me but I gotta run." Nali said as she started the ignition and backed out of her slot.

"Nice to meet you too." He said and turned to walk in the other direction as she sped out of the school compound.

"Hmm…"

Nali looked at the EMF, turning it over in one hand whilst munching on her Mars bar in the other.

"Well, that's something I've never seen before"

Dropping the EMF on the couch, she picked up her phone and dialled the first person that came to mind. The dial rang three times before he picked up.

"Oh wow Nali, not even a full day into the new place and you're already calling me. Homesick kiddo?" she could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Shut up. I gotta situation, sort of"

"Naliana, you're meant to be retired" Nali rolled my eyes to the heavens and scoffed angrily.

"You know damn well my name is Nali. No longer, no shorter."

"Yeah, well it annoys you which just gives it a greater appeal. Trust Dean to give you a short name like his own. You never know, you could've had a longer name before you came to us."

Nali shoved the rest of the Mars bar in her mouth and smirked before replying, mouthful and all.

"What, like Samantha?" Nali could feel the bitch face through the phone.

"Brat." He said and she grinned.

"Well, my retirement and name choice isn't why I called. I got a reading on my EMF today…"

"Still got the ratty old Gameboy EMF you made?"

"Yes and shut up. Anyway, I've never gotten a reading like this before in my 12 years of hunting. I'm sending you the details now. Have you ever come across something like this before?" She slumped on the couch and tried to chuck the chocolate wrapper in the bin across the room failing miserably when it fluttered to the floor a few feet in front of her.

"What the hell? Shit, you sure you got this right Nal?" Nali knew he could feel the bitch face she was pulling because seriously? Nali? The hunter who was coerced into retiring at the age of 19?

"Never mind. I haven't come across this anything like this before. Where and when did you get this?"

"School, off some chick. She came up to me and EMF freaks out like Dean on Yellow Fever." Sam bursts out laughing at the other end of the line.

"I should never have told you that story." Grinning, Nali put the phone in the crook between her ear and shoulder and start polishing 'Esmeralda' – her beauty of a knife. Nali fashioned her out of one of the Angel blades she had collected over the years; the balance of those blades had never felt right in her hands.

"Speaking of, have you told Dean about this?" Sam said and Nali snorted.

"Yeah, sure. Are you kidding? He'll probably have me moved to a town full of old people and the only danger is cramps from playing bridge all day long. I'll take my chances with the cheesy movie-like town thanks!"

"Look Nal, could you at least try to leave this alone and have a semi-normal school year? Heaven, hell, purgatory and all the in between know you deserve one."

"No promises Uncle Sam, later." Nali hung up and dropped the phone on the couch beside her. She inspected Esmeralda before re-sheathing her and placing her on the table. Nali stood up, stretched and started for my bedroom before she stopped and looked around her apartment before grabbing her keys and Esmeralda off the table.

Ugh, I need some air.

About 10 minutes later, seated on Baby, waiting at a red, Nali felt immeasurably better, she let out a deep breath. A jeep pulled up beside her and she looked over briefly. There were two guys about her age inside arguing over something, well it was more of the driver complaining loudly about Lydia, some guy called Derek and how his jacket was lost forever. Nali stared at the light that had yet to change and blew out a short breath irritably. Her ears perked up however when Whiny Driver started talking about how it was the other guys' fault that the jacket was ripped and bloody because he couldn't keep his wolfiness in check. She glanced back out the side of her eye but it was moot as the light had changed and they'd driven off oblivious to the fact that she had overheard their entire conversation, not like it was hard anyway.

It wasn't until she was back in bed before Nali realized that she knew Whiny Driver, it was detention boy. What was his name? Steven, Stark, something weird beginning with S but he had mentioned a Lydia. Could it be the same Lydia, the EMF-jacker? Nali wasn't sure but it couldn't be a coincidence that EMF-jacker and wolfliness knew each other.