++++++ I'm so, so, so sorry about the gap in my updates. I've been sick and my muse totally left me and I just discovered Vampire Diaries. Yeah I can hear some of you going really? Just now? Wow, how slow are you? Had me thinking there for a bit as to what would it be like for Rose if she was to go to Mystic Falls and what would be the reason as to why she would go there at all. Be nice to have a bit of a crossover for the two shows-or vampires in Beacon Hills-Damon would cause some havoc that's for sure. Anyway, standard disclaimer ect, ect, enjoy the chapter! ++++++

Twelve

School the following day was more than boring.

Nothing exciting happened and all Scott did all day was talk about his double date with Allison, Lydia and Jackson or complain about Stiles being in his sister's room last night. Rose laughed and teased him most of the day and giggled, making faces at him behind her biology textbook with Stiles.

It was all she could do to escape the uneasy feeling she'd woken up with this morning.

At lunch time, Rose received a text message from Sherriff Stilinski telling her that she'd done an excellent job last night and he didn't think they would need to worry about the rest of her probation period. The deputies had been thrilled that she was there working and not in the cells like usual.

During her free period, Rose went to see the guidance councillor regarding a career in law enforcement. She needed a GED but most agencies required a college degree. Criminal law, criminology, human relations and judicial function were just a few of the courses she would need to take to get where she wanted to go. Rose knew she needed to buckle down and focus on school work but with being a werepanther and trying to keep her brother from getting killed-she didn't see that working very well.

But she was determined to make it.

Stiles had a test to study for so Rose was going to spend the evening patrolling and looking for the alpha. She knew that there was no way for her to beat it but she was faster and more agile, that's what she loved about being a cat. That and the advanced healing, the superfast metabolism, the keen senses and the unique supernatural sexiness and litheness that all were's seemed to have.

After school, Rose went home, dropped off her school things before heading out to patrol. She spent the afternoon inhabiting her human form and her humanoid form wishing that she could turn into a full blown panther but only an alpha could do that.

"I've given your proposal a thought," came the familiar voice of Derek Hale as Rose stared at her reflection in the stream.

Rose spun around and blinked, turning back to her human shape. "Proposal? Now which proposal is that? Because it was a one-time offer."

Derek laughed a little. "You know what offer I'm talking about." He leant up against the tree, "you know what needs to be done, Rose. Scott…well let's just say that he's still having trouble accepting what he has become."

Rose raised an eyebrow. "So you want me to join your pack?" She folded her arms. "You know I've got a job at the police station, sorting records out-cold cases-stuff like that. When I was in the sheriff's office yesterday and I saw a dead deer with the picture of a spiralled circle on it-what does it mean?"

Derek paused.

Rose ran her hands through her hair, tossing aside a couple of leaves in the process. "If you want me to be a member of the pack-what does it mean?"

He sighed. "It means revenge. It's a sign of revenge used by werewolf packs."

Rose frowned. "So someone who was wronged in the past is killing people, the spiral on the deer was a warning?"

Derek nodded.

"Well than," she smiled. "Partners." Rose held out her hand and after a minute, Derek shook it. "Do we get t-shirts?" Rose asked him.

Derek sighed. "Don't make me regret this."

"How about rings?" she asked again, following him. "Secret handshake?"

The 11:09 pm Brazilian Airlines from Rio to Sacramento had landed without trouble and minimal turbulence. As he stepped out of the Boeing 747, he paused to take a deep breathe, noting how different the air was in America as it was to in Brazil.

"Why the sudden desire to come to America?" he was asked, the owner of the voice coming up beside him.

"She's here" he sniffed. "She's come home. America is her home. I can feel her, Miguel. She's hiding, well shielded but I can feel her…she's here in this California…"

He snorted. "You should have killed Rita when you had the chance."

"She gave me and my father many years of service. However, I did not anticipate that she would give me this much trouble. Leaving the pride, taking my new female under her wing…hiding her from me…"

"Perhaps you should have chosen not an American," Miguel warned him. "American girls have too much free will…too much bolas to be one of your women."

He smirked. "The more fun in breaking them."

"So how do you think Scott's going to take it that you're now running with Derek's pack?" Stiles asked Rose as she paced the bedroom. She was fidgety this evening, very fidgety, acting like a cat that knew it was about to storm.

Rose snorted. "I am not running with the 'pack'," she stated, using her fingers as quotation marks. "It's easy if there's two…if Scott can finally wrap his head around what is going on than it will make things easier…I feel bad but I'm hoping that the incident with the driver would give Scott reason to listen to Derek and try and control the wolf. It's not easy, I know but it can be done."

"You're wearing a hole in the carpet," Stiles joked, pointing at the ground.

Rose stopped and looked down at the ground than at Stiles on her bed.

"You're not worried about the alliance with Derek?" he asked her, mildly concerned.

She shook her head. "It's been like this all day…I keep going to chew my nails…today in biology I almost broke the bench I was grabbing it too hard." Rose sighed. "It's like ten past eleven…you should go home. Your dad will kick my ass if you stay again tonight."

"It's only 11:09," Stiles shrugged.

Rose suddenly grabbed her desk as her knees wobbled and she almost collapsed on the ground. Her eyes were wide with fear that Stiles had never seen before in the years that he'd known her. He launched himself off the bed and tried to see if she was alright but her entire body was shaking and stiff with pure fear. "He's here…" she whimpered.

Stiles paused than he's jaw dropped. "You mean Andre?"

Rose grabbed his arm tightly. "I can feel him…he's here…he can't find me but he's using his alpha bond with me…oh my god…" she gasped. "He's here to take me back…"

"I'm telling dad," Stiles replied.

Rose shook her head. "You can't!"

"Than what are you going to do?" he asked her. "This creep is here to kidnap you!"

"I'm gonna kill him," she answered, the fear in her eyes was still there but it was being overtaken by a kind of fierce determination. "I'm gonna kill my alpha."