Stiles tiredly groaned, shoving his head beneath his pillows as his phone chimed for the third time that morning. The birds where happily chirping outside his window so he knew it was too early to be awake so whoever was trying to contact him could wait another few hours. When his phone chimed for the fifth time, followed by ringing, Stiles jumped out of bed to see who it was.

He had two text messages from Derek, one from Lydia, Erica, and Isaac, as well as a missed call from Scott. With numerous pack members plus his alpha contacting him early in the morning, it could only mean one thing. Pack meeting. A pack meeting that he seemed to have been ignoring for the past half hour. Crap.

After sending a quick text message to Derek stating he'd be there as soon possible, Stiles gathered some fresh clean clothes for a quick shower before going over.

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When Stiles finally pulled up to Derek's house, he was a yawning mess. While he had kept in shape during his High School career, he hadn't lifted weights in a while and with all the major weightlifting he did last night, his muscles were slightly aching and all he wanted was to lay in bed.

As soon as Stiles entered through the front door, he was met by the teasing grin of Peter. "Alphie is brooding. What took you so long?"

"It's the morning." Stiles yawned. "I just wanted to sleep. How was I supposed know we'd have a meeting?"

"If you say so." Peter drawled as he swung an arm around Stiles' shoulder. "Come, little one, Derek has news he must share." After the Pack had finally bonded, Stiles quickly became one of Peter's favorites after Stiles got over the creepy Uncle vibe.

When the duo made it into the sitting area, the entire Pack was already there, Erica looking bored as usual as she played with her phone. Peter shoved Stiles into the nearest open sofa chair before taking his spot opposite Scott and stood behind Derek. "Now that everyone is here," Derek directs his gaze at Stiles. "I can finally tell you what this is all about." He takes the time to make sure that the entire Pack is paying attention to him. "Whoever is doing these killings, they struck again." He tells them. "The way they were moving, it looked like Beacon Hills was the next target but they went around us. Last night, there were several more murders around our town."

Jackson leaned forward, his elbows on his knees. "Well that's good, right?" At the startled looks from his Pack, he rolled his eyes. "I didn't mean it like that. I just meant that since they skipped our town, we have nothing to worry about."

"Don't we?" Peter knowingly grinned at him.

Jackson's jaw clenched. "Care to share with the class then?"

Peter looked for Derek's approval, which was rare, and when he got it, he filled them in on his theory. "It could be that our little merry band of serial killers or killer skipped Beacon Hills because they reside here. After all, who would want to draw attention to their home-" A small snore cut him off. "-town." He finished while grinning in amusement.

Scott elbowed Stiles who was starting to drift off asleep, effectively waking him up again. "Yeah but wouldn't the Police eventually come to that conclusion as well?" Scott asked.

"Maybe. Eventually." Peter nodded as his eyes traveled back to Stiles whose eyes were drooping. "But since we've already thought of this theory, we'll just keep doing what we're doing and keep our town safe."

"Stiles!" Derek suddenly barked out causing the teen to jump in his seat. Staring wide-eyed up at his alpha, Stiles gulped. "Did you find anything out last night?"

"Wha-.. Oh. No." He quickly shook his head. "I didn't have time to research last night."

"Then why are you so tired?" Derek curiously eyed him as Stiles yawned.

Stiles rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. "New neighbor. Helped her move in. Lots of lifting."

"Interesting." Peter drawled yet again. When all eyes shot to him, silently questioning what he had figured out, he sighed. "Don't you pay attention?! What did I just tell you all?" When no-one spoke, he sighed yet again. "Isn't it funny that at the same time a murder spree is happening, Beacon Hills gets a new resident? What did I just say about the killer not wanting to draw attention to their hometown?"

Everyone's eyes lit up with realization, Derek's slightly narrowing on Stiles. "You're not to be alone with her again. Not until we sniff her out to make sure she's not the threat."

"She isn't!" Stiles squeaked. "From the short amount of time I was there with her, she didn't come off as threatening. She actually seemed pretty cool."

"You're not to be alone with her." Derek dead-panned.

"But-"

"I said no!" Derek's eyes flashed red.

The betas who were seated with Stiles flinched at their alpha's tone. "Alright, alright. Jeez." Stiles mumbled. "No need to go all Cujo on me." He grumbled and Peter was the only brave one to snicker at his joke. "Just so you know, she was our next lead for me to do some research for you."

"What?"

"Yeah," Stiles supplied as he returned Derek's gaze. "When I was helping her unpack, she had some really old books with her. Like, really old. And they were all about the supernatural creatures and their history dating about a thousand years ago. They seemed pretty legit."

"And that didn't raise a red flag with you?" Derek practically growled.

"Not really. She's from London though she's been traveling the States for the past two years." He told his Pack what he had learned about the new girl. "Said something about befriending an elderly librarian who thought of her as daughter and that it helped that she came from money. She was going to let me browse through her books but since you don't want me around her-"

"Fine." Derek cut him off. "But one of us is going to be with you whenever you interact with her. You're not going to be alone and whoever goes with him," He looked out to his betas. "Make sure you sniff her out. If she smells like a threat, she is one."

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Stiles was grinning from ear to ear as he and Scott drove back to his house. It was still early but since Lea was the new girl in town, it couldn't hurt to introduce her to a few locals already. That and he wanted them to get it out of their heads that Lea was no threat.

As Stiles pulled up on his street, he noticed that the moving truck was no longer in front of Lea's home, his Dad was still home, and a female was walking away from his front door. As the jeep grew closer, he noticed it was Lea, her hair piled up in a sloppy bun, a Rolling Stones band tee that was hugging her curves perfectly, and basketball shorts that hung low on her hips.

Scott's eyes widened when he finally saw her. "Dude, that's your neighbor?!"

"Yeah, it is." Stiles grinned. When he turned to look at Scott, he saw that Scott was still staring at Lea so he punched him on his thigh. "Dude, stop ogling. I don't think Allison will appreciate you checking out my neighbor."

Scott's cheeks tinted pink. "Sorry. She's really pretty though." He offered up as an explanation.

"Got that right." Stiles mumbled back as he parked his jeep at the curb next to Lea who was already smiling at him. "Looking for me?" He teased.

Lea laughed and nodded. "Yeah. Your Dad told me you left in a hurry and didn't know when you'd be back. I was hoping you could help me out today." Her nose slightly twitched as the wind shifted, the smell of a wolf hitting her full on. Eyes snapping up to Stiles' friend, she watched as his own nostrils slightly flared and his head tilted to the side. "But I see you're busy so maybe another time." She smiled inwardly knowing that this wolf wouldn't be able to sniff her out. As old as she was, she had met a few witches who had helped her by masking her scent.

"No, no! It's totally cool." Stiles blurted. "I was actually bringing Scott, here, to meet you." He gestured to his friend. "Lea, Scott. Scott, Lea." He quickly introduced them. "So, what was it that you needed?"

Lea waited until Scott relaxed and once she saw him offer her a smile, she smiled back. "Well, I went through my wardrobe and saw I only had four outfits. I'm in terrible need of a shopping spree."

"Yeah, that won't be a problem. It'll give us a chance to get to know each other." He grinned. "Come on, hop on in."

"Are you sure?" Lea grimaced. "I don't want to bother you and your friend."

Instead of Stiles speaking up, Scott did. After all, he didn't smell anything off about her. "It's cool, really it is." Scott told her. "I'm actually pretty starving so after you pick up some clothes, we can hit up the food court."

Stiles mumbled something about Scott being a bottomless pit causing Scott to whack him upside the head as Lea finally agreed. After she buckled herself up in the back seat of Stiles' jeep, he cranked up the radio and headed towards the mall.

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Stiles and Scott both groaned as they found an empty table and chairs in the food court, and dropped themselves in said chairs. Each boy had at least three to four bags of clothes that their friend had purchased, Lea grinning widely behind them, her own arms full of shopping bags.

Scott's stomach grumbled loudly, his cheeks tinting red as Stiles and Lea both looked at him. "What? I told you earlier I was starving." He sheepishly defended himself.

While Stiles made fun of Scott, Lea took a chance to browse the five different food joints to see what she wanted. She was torn between the pizzeria and burger joint, both smells being the ones to tempt her the most.

Stiles caught on to what Lea was staring at and grinned. "I'd go for the pizza. It's extra cheesy."

"But the burgers smell really good." She murmured.

"I agree." Scott nodded along practically salivating at the food aromas. "While you guys work out what you want, I'll be in line at the burger joint."

Before Scott could run off though, Lea stopped him. "Wait, wait, wait," She reached into her back pocket for her bank card. "Lunch is on me."

"What? No." Scott wouldn't accept the generous offer.

"Yes." Lea stood up with him, Stiles following suit. "It's the least I can do for you two bringing me here and carrying half of my purchased goods."

"Are you positive?" Stiles asked. "Scott can eat like a wild animal." He chuckled to himself and Scott glared in his direction.

"I'm sure." Lea grinned. "Besides, if you think Scott can eat like a wild animal then I wonder what you're going to think about me?" With a mischievous smirk, Lea followed Scott to the burger joint.

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After spending a good two hours in the food court at the mall, Stiles, Scott, and Lea found themselves back at Lea's place and helping her unload all her purchases.

All the bags where placed on the couch in her living room, Stiles and Scott standing around sheepishly, not knowing how they were going to ask Lea if they could look at her books.

Lea came back down from being upstairs, smiling at her two new friends. "I don't know how to thank you guys." She gushed.

"Well, I could think of one way." Stiles mumbled just low enough for Scott to hear though he didn't know Lea could hear as well. "I, uh," Stiles fumbled. "I told Scott about all your books and well, he's sort of a nerd too." He flashed her grin when Scott snorted. "And well, we were wondering if we could take a look at those books."

Lea's grin faltered. "Oh." She frowned. "I'm actually going to be really busy today," Scott and Stiles now frowned too. "But I'm free tomorrow." She offered. "I promise that tomorrow you can go through everything and I'll even order in some food to make up for not doing it today."

"Oh. Well, yeah, okay." Stiles forcibly smiled. "Tomorrow then?"

Lea breathed a sigh of relief. "Definitely."

As Scott and Stiles glumly made their way back to Stiles' jeep and got in, Stiles couldn't help as his gaze traveled back to Lea who was standing in the doorway and waving at them. He quickly grinned back at her before starting the engine and driving away to tell Derek that research would have to wait another day. As they got further from Lea's home, Stiles could feel Scott staring at him.

"What?" He sighed to which Scott only chuckled.

"What do you mean what?" Scott laughed. "You totally dig your new neighbor!"

Instead of denying it like Scott thought he would, Stiles snorted in agreement. "Duh! Did you see the way she scarfed down half a pizza and that burger with fries?! That's a woman after my own heart!" He dramatically declared.

The rest of the ride was non-stop talk of who was going to tell Derek that they didn't get their hands on the books.

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Hours later found Lea throwing herself down on her couch with her laptop settled in her lap. While she didn't have anything planned for the rest of the day and felt guilty about lying to Stiles and his wolfy friend, Lea did everything at human pace. All her clothes were either neatly hanging in her closet or folded and placed in her dresser. She had even taken the time to call in an appointment to have cable and wi-fi installed in her place.

So in the mean-time, she had to settle for hacking into the nearest network to video-call the Council.

When the Council finally accepted her call, she was met with the stoic face of Desmond. "You look like hell." He bluntly drawled.

Lea simply tucked away the hairs that escaped from her bun behind her ears. "Yes, well, I'm all settled in now." She skipped over the explanation of her appearance. "Just wanted to check in to see how I am supposed to approach these rogues."

"Ah, yes, the rogues." Desmond boredly replied. "You are to remain put until told otherwise. Our sources tell us that they are circling the town we put you in. Won't be long until you run into them so keep patient."

"Oh, oka-"
"If that was all you needed, I really need to go."

"Yes, we-"

"Goodbye."

Lea was left looking at a blank screen. "What a dick." She murmured.

Deciding to call it a night, Lea shutdown her laptop and got ready to sleep. Before she could drift off though, thoughts of what Stiles and Scott wanted with her books plagued her mind. Scott obviously knew of the supernatural, and Stiles most likely did as well, so what did they want with her books?