A/N

Hey guys! Thanks so much for reading and reviewing! To answer a question, I'm not sure if Stiles will have a love interest. It is entirely possible, however if he does, it won't be with Caroline. You will see why. This chapter is a direct tag to episode 2 of TVD, "The Night of the Comet," so you might want to rewatch it to catch up on the details. Let me know what you think of this chapter, make sure to check out my other stories, the sequel to this included. It's called "Blood on my Name, and it's under Teen Wolf and Supernatural. Enjoy!

Ch. 4

Very Superstitious

Stiles woke up and looked out the window. Sure enough, his baby was parked in the driveway, keys in the ignition, and when Stiles walked out to it he saw a note from one of Dad's deputies, saying he owed the sheriff a favor, had always wanted to drive across the country, kept the jeep in very good condition, and took the first flight back. Stiles grabbed the keys and hurried to school.

When he got there, everyone was aflutter about what happened to Vicki. Stiles heard five different conversations about her on his way to class, but it finally settled down when he got to history. He waved at Matt before taking notes on the comet Mr. Tanner was talking about. During the whole class, he kept his eye on Stefan. Even if he wasn't a vampire, something had to be off about him. Three things were new about Mystic Falls. He was one of them, a hunter. Then there were the attacks. It couldn't be a coincidence that Stefan was here too.

At the end of the day, Stiles ran into Caroline while he was looking for Stefan.

"Hey Stiles!" she said with her usual energetic self.

"Hey!"

"Have you seen Bonnie?" she asked. "She said earlier that her grandma said she's a witch. I'm trying to talk her out of it." Stiles did a double take. A witch? If that was true then things just got weirder. Stiles didn't know that witches could be unaware of their power. While it didn't always come from demons, it was almost always bad. Stiles pointed into a direction he vaguely remembered Bonnie going in, and Caroline took off. It was then that he saw Matt, walking away from Elena.

"Matt!" Stiles said, rushing over. "Hey! How's Vicki?"

"Fine." Matt replied. "At least, she'll live." Matt looked exhausted. Bags formed under his eyes.

"Did she say who attacked her?" Stiles asked. Matt shot him a weird look. "What." Stiles corrected. "What attacked her."

"She said it was a vampire." Matt muttered. Stiles froze. "Crazy, right?"

"Yeah..." Stiles said, but as he looked around the school grounds, he couldn't help bt notice that someone was missing. "Hey, have you seen Stefan? I never got to talk to him last night."

"He was over there a second ago." Matt said, pointing to an empty table a few yards away. "I don't know where he's gotten to now." Stiles nodded, panicking inside. Was Stefan about to finish Vicki off? "Listen," Matt continued tiredly, "I'm going to go check on Vicki."

"That sounds like a great idea!" Stiles said. Matt merely nodded before walking away. Stiles looked over again at the table, and saw Elena looking too. She must be looking for Stefan. Stiles thought. Then, without warning, she caught his eye.

"Hey," she said, walking over to him.

"Hi." Stiles said back, confused.

"I'm Elena." She offered him her hand.

"I know." he said as he shook it. "I'm Stiles. I'm in your history class."

"You are?" she asked. She tilted her head as she tried to remember. "Oh! You're the one who's name Mr. Tanner never says!"

"Yeah." Stiles said. "It's really long and annoying. So please, call me Stiles."

"Nice to meet you, Stiles." Elena said sincerely. "Sorry I haven't introduced myself earlier. I saw you at the party last night but I couldn't place you. Are you a friend of Matt's?"

"Yeah, I guess." Stiles said. He had to assume anything he said to her could be told to Stefan, the possible vampire. "I mean, I'm new, and he kind of took me under his wing. I've also met Tyler, Caroline, and Bonnie."

"Wow. So everyone except me." she said with a laugh.

"And Stefan."

"Well he's new, too." Elena said with a wave of her hand. "Since you're new, I guess you don't know about the comet viewing party tonight?" Seeing that Stiles shook his head, she went on to explain. "This comet is overhead, hasn't been sighted since the town's founding in 1864. We're having a party in the town square, you should come. I'll introduce you to Stefan."

"Well, then I guess I'll see you there." Stiles said with a false smile. Elena was nice and everything, but he didn't know if Stefan was a threat, whether she could be trusted. He needed to meet him. Elena waved and walked away. She's nice. I guess. Stiles thought. Sucks that she's dating a possible vampire. But he supposed that's just how it goes.

Stiles drove back to his makeshift home, dropped off his school stuff, then drove back to the park to wait for the comet festival to start. He sat on a park bench, waiting. He saw Caroline, Bonnie, and Elena talking over at the Mystic Grill, and was about to go join them when his phone chimed. It was Scott. Thinking how weird it was that Scott hadn't texted him the other day, Stiles immediately saw why. His phone had been on silent, because he had only used it to call Dean. Stiles had seven missed calls from Scott. But he swore when he saw the texts.

Stiles? Whassup, man?

Stiles, are you asleep? Then, hours later,

Are you all right?

Stiles, I'm getting worried.

Your dad's not answering his phone. I'm coming over.

Finally, from late the previous night all the way to the current afternoon.

Stiles, why won't you answer the door?

Stiles, where's your jeep?

Stiles! I went up to your room and you weren't there! It looks like you haven't been there for days!

STILES! WHERE ARE YOU? CALL ME!

Derek says he can't rack your scent, you've been gone for too long.

STILES WHERE ARE YOU?

CALL ME!

Biting the bullet, Stiles dialed Scott's number. Scott picked up after the first ring.

"Stiles? Where are you? Are you hurt?"

"Scott! Calm down. I'm fine! Relax!" There was a pause, and Stiles could hear his friend take several deep breaths. Then...

"You don't sound sick."

"That's cause I'm not." Stiles said with a sigh. "I'm in Virginia."

"Virginia? Why?" Scott asked. Stiles rooted around in his brain for an explanation.

"A friend of my dad's lives here." Stiles said, grabbing on to a key detail he remembered. "The sheriff of the town I'm in. Sheriff Forbes. They met at a convention. I'm visiting her and her daughter, Caroline."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Scott asked, hurt in his voice. "And why did your dad lie?"

Stiles sighed. He was going to have to play the guilt card. "I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to be jealous. You came with us on our last family trip." Eight years ago. "Dad didn't tell you because he didn't tell anyone. Scott, I also didn't tell you because of the real reason I'm here." He paused. "Dad doesn't know the truth about what happened, and it's kind of freaking him out. He sent me away for the rest of the break because he's worried. I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want you to feel guilty."

Stiles heard Scott take a deep breath, processing everything. Meanwhile, the lies churned in his gut.

"You should have told me, man." Scott said, and Stiles knew he was in the clear.

"Yeah, I know. I'm sorry." Stiles meant it too, just not for the reasons Scott thought. I'm sorry you're so in the dark.

"Alright, I have to go, Derek's calling me."

"Call you later, Scotty."

Stiles hung up, unaware that a guy with jet black hair and a matching leather jacket standing across the street had heard the whole thing.

"Stiles!" Caroline said as she ambushed him a few minutes after making the phone call, brimming with excitement.

"Hey, Caroline, what's up?"

"I saw him again, Stiles, that guy from last night! He was right over there!" Caroline turned and pointed to across the street from where Stiles had talked to Scott.

"Really?" Stiles asked, suddenly interested. This guy could be a clue. "Did you talk to him?"

Caroline shook her head. "No." she said mournfully. "I lost him in the crowd. But then I saw you and thought to tell you my other good news!"

"Yeah?" asked Stiles, confused. He had only known her for three days.

"Mhm. I mentioned to my mom that your dad's the sheriff of Beacon Hills. You know, cause she knows a lot of sheriffs." Uh oh. Where's this going? "Well, turns out she knows him!"

"Really?" Stiles asked, taken aback. Did the lie he just told Scott come true?

"Yeah, she met him through another sheriff friend of hers, Jody Mills."

"Oh, okay." Stiles said. Jody Mills. Where had he heard that name before?

"Anyways, Bonnie told me that you're living alone, since your brothers skipped town, so I was wondering if you wanted to stay with us? My mom already called your dad." Caroline looked at him expectantly.

Stiles' head was spinning. What was happening? He had met Caroline three days ago, and suddenly they were family friends? "Uh... let me call my dad." he stuttered out. He walked away and took out his phone before dialing up his dad.

"Hey, Dad." Stiles said, another wave of homesickness washing over him.

"Hey, Stiles. Did you get your jeep?" John Stilinski replied. Stiles could hear him munching, and prayed that he wasn't eating a donut, or something equally horrid.

"Yeah. Listen, Dad, do you know the sheriff here? Liz Forbes?"

There was a pause before his dad replied. "Yeah, I do. I met her through Sheriff Jody Mills, who knows Bobby."

"Oh." Stiles said, understanding dawning on him.

"Yeah, when I had to bail Bobby out of some hunting things a few times, I met her. We kept in touch, and she introduced me to Liz at a convention. She just called, but I thought that was through you."

"No." Stiles said, suddenly feeling better about the situation, knowing it was real. "Caroline."

"Oh. Well, I'm glad you're making friends, son. And I'm glad you won't be staying on your own." John said with sincerity.

"Me too." Stiles said. "Bye Dad." He hung up. I'm also glad that I can spy on the sheriff to see if she's part of a secret vampire society. And keep Caroline safe, if it comes to that.

Stiles walked back over to his new housemate, who was talking to Matt. "Well?" she asked.

"When should I bring my stuff by?" Stiles asked. Matt looked confused, and even more confused as Caroline shrieked happily and gave Stiles a quick hug. Stiles grinned, and it was genuine. He liked Caroline, he decided. He liked her energy. She could never compare to Lydia, but she might make a great friend.

"Stiles is moving in with me!" Caroline said to Matt. Matt looked incredulous. "Turns out our parents know each other!"

"Oh!" Matt said. "Cool." Caroline took out a pen and wrote the address for her house on Stiles' hand.

Just then, Elena came over with Bonnie. "Hey everyone!" she said, smiling at Stiles. Caroline passed out the candles that she had been holding, and lit hers. Then, one by one, they all lit each other's. After that, Elena went to go light other people's while Stiles stayed to talk to Matt, Bonnie, Caroline, and even Tyler.

"So, Stiles." Matt began. "What do your brothers do?"

"They're" hunters. "mechanics. Traveling mechanics." Stiles said, the lies rolling off of his tongue.

"Why did they come here?" Caroline asked. Stiles merely shrugged.

"I don't know, but I'm glad they did." he said, looking up at the comet streaking across the sky. "This is beautiful." They all looked up into the sky for a few minutes, taking in the white streaks painting the canvas of stars. Then Tyler's stomach growled, and they all moved inside to a table at The Grill. No sooner had they all sat down when Jeremy came running up to them.

"Has anyone seen Vicki?" Jeremy asked, panic filling his voice. Stiles' blood ran cold at the mention of the vampire victim.

"She's out of the hospital?" Stiles asked urgently, shooting out of his chair.

"Yeah." Jeremy said. "She's working tonight. Who the hell are you?" His hurried tone gave the words an angry bite.

"Stiles. Friend of Matt's" Matt nodded in confirmation. "Look, where's the last place you saw her?"

"Chill, Stilinski." Tyler said. "She probably just found somebody else to party with."

"I'll start looking, okay?" Stiles said to Matt. Matt nodded, and Stiles left just as an argument was breaking out across the table. The last thing he heard was something about Jeremy sleeping with Vicki, which made sense.

"Alright, how about everybody shuts up, and helps Stiles look for my sister!" Matt yelled. By then, Stiles was racing across the square.

"Stefan!" Stiles yelled, seeing the tall, broody guy across the square. Stefan turned, and was surprised to see Stiles running towards him. Nevertheless he stopped and waited for Stiles to catch up to him.

"Hi!" Stiles said, after catching his breath. "You don't know me. Well, unless you do. I'm Stiles! I'm new! Well, so are you! That's why you don't know me! I'm a friend of Matt's..." he jerked his thumb over to The Grill, panting after every few words. "His sister, she's missing. I was wondering if you've seen her?"

"No, I haven't, sorry." Stefan said, and he sounded sincere. "I'll keep my eyes out for her, though." He turned and began to walk away.

"Matt saw you at the hospital!" Stiles said to Stefan's retreating back. "He told me." That was a lie. Matt had said nothing. But if Stefan had had anything to do with Vicki's injury, he would have gone to see her. If not for silencing her, then surely for guilt.

Stefan turned around. "I was seeing someone." Bingo.

"Oh." Stiles said. "Cool. My best friend's mom is a nurse. I used to go to hospitals all the time. Not because I was injured! Though that happened once. Long story, my friend had a stupid idea. It was weird because I'm normally the one with the stupid ideas." While Stiles was rambling Stefan was fidgeting from foot to foot, clearly agitated. That was all the proof Stiles needed that he knew something. Innocent people don't suddenly act like they have some place to be moments after finding out a person is missing. Both of Stiles' fathers had taught him to spot if a man is guilty or not. Stefan was broadcasting all of the signs. It was time to see just how much he knew.

"Like walking into the woods at night." Stiles continued with intentful nonchalance. "Looking for a body. That was another stupid idea of mine." Stefan immediately stopped fidgeting, and Stiles knew he had him. "I dragged my friend with me, and he got attacked by an animal." Stefan's eyes widened. "Actually, there was a whole string of animal attacks where I lived. Just like here. I moved to get away from them, but that clearly didn't work." Stiles shot Stefan a wide sarcastic smile. "It's why I connect with Vicki, you know? My friend was fine, but I'd hate to see it happen to anyone else." Stefan merely nodded, but inclined his head weirdly, almost like he heard something.

"Listen, Stiles, I'd love to get to know you, but I have to go. It was nice meeting you." Looking spooked, Stefan turned around and walked briskly away.

Stiles couldn't help himself. "Be safe!" he called after him.

Stiles went back to the Grill a few minutes after talking to Stefan. Caroline promptly waved him over to where she and Bonnie were sitting.

"Did you hear?" Caroline asked. "Stefan found Vicki wandering around."

"Did he now?" Stiles said, his suspicions confirmed. Stefan might not have wanted to kill Vicki, but somehow he knew how to find her. Or he knew who had attacked her.

"Yeah, look, Matt's patching her up over there." Bonnie added. Stiles looked and saw Matt applying a bandage to Vicki's open neck. What had happened to her first one? Stiles walked over to his new friend.

"You found her!" Stiles exclaimed.

"Yeah. Thanks!" Matt said, looking insanely relieved. "Stefan said he wouldn't have even known to look for Vicki if you hadn't told him."

"I ran into him." Stiles said with a shrug. Matt smiled half heartedly, all his attention on treating his sister.

"Yeah, well, thanks again. I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Totally." Stiles said. Matt was a little worried about Stefan, Stiles could tell. That was good. He was cautious enough to keep himself safe, but not suspicious enough to get himself into trouble. That was Stiles' job.

Stiles walked back over to Bonnie and Caroline. "Hey, Caroline," he said. She looked up from talking to Bonnie. "I'm going to swing by the rental place and pick up my stuff in a few. Can my jeep fit in your driveway?"

"Oh, totally!" she said. "But you don't have to leave now! Have a milkshake with us!"

"Am I missing something here?" Bonnie asked.

"Yeah. Stiles' dad and my mom are old friends. He'll be staying with me." Caroline said. Bonnie nodded, and Stiles saw out of the corner of his eye Stefan enter the Grill and go talk to Matt. That was his cue to leave.

"Hey guys, have you seen Elena?" Stefan asked, coming to the table, blatantly ignoring Stiles.

"I think she left." Bonnie said apologetically.

"I think I'm going to leave, too." Stiles said.

"Ok, here." Caroline said, writing down her phone number on a napkin. She gave it to Stiles. "Call me if you get lost. And my mom should be home to help you set up your room." Stefan looked confused, borderline alarmed.

"You know what?" Bonnie said to Stefan, "Let me give you Elena's number. She is big on texting, and you can tell her I said so." Stefan nodded, and Stiles was about to walk away, when he saw Bonnie freeze when handing him the paper.

"What happened to you?" Bonnie whispered.

Stefan didn't reply. Bonnie snapped out of it a minute later, and hurriedly made excuses. She ran for the door, and Stiles ran after her. Stefan watched both of them with a worried expression.

"Bonnie!" Stiles yelled after her. "What was that?"

"Look, I don't know, okay?" Bonnie said exasperatedly as she got into her car. "I just... felt something. Look, it's stupid."

"No, it's just, I have a friend back home. Weird things started happening to her, too."

Bonnie paused. She looked up at Stiles, astounded. "What happened to her?"

"She got worse, because she never told anyone what was going on. Look, you've been getting advice from your grandma, right?" Stiles asked.

"Yeah, but she's crazy."

Stiles grinned. "The world's crazy. Maybe you should listen."

"Thanks Stiles." Bonnie said, and she meant it. She got into her car looking very relieved, and drove away. Stiles watched her go with a smile on his face. What was it Bobby had said to him once?

Not all witches are bad.