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Summary

Autumn Monroe, resident queen bee and bitch, comes back to Beacon Hills after a much needed break to find things aren't how they used to be. For instance, she no longer runs the school as her former 'best friend' and now enemy, Lydia Martin, has taken her place. Autumn will stop at nothing to destroy Lydia's life like Lydia destroyed hers.

Gia Anderson is the new girl with high hopes for her new life in Beacon Hills. She's ready to take on life away from her overbearing family and start fresh, but things prove to be a little difficult when things start to happen around town. And she's not the only that notices. Gia and Autumn may be the unlikeliest of friends, but they will learn that not every thing about Beacon Hills is what it seems.

Lonely Is The Night

Part Three

"I'm glad you said something to them," I speak up once the laughter dies down. "That was really cool of you." I grin catching Allison nod in agreement out of the corner of my eye.

"They had it coming. Just giving them a reminder as to who I am and showing them if they mess with my friends; they mess with me." She spoke with a confidence I instantly envied. She seemed so sure of everything she did and said. It was admirable.

"It means a lot to me," Allison smiles gratefully. "With everything going on people seem to be avoiding me like the plague." She laughs, but Autumn and I don't join in.

"You know you shouldn't let what they say get to you Allison. I learned a long time ago that the only opinion that matters is your own." I smile encouragingly looking to Autumn. "Plus with Autumn as your friend I highly doubt anyone will have the guts to say another word about you." I giggle softly trying to lighten the mood as the other two chuckle in response.

"You know she's right. People fear me around here. Stick by me ladies. I've got your back." Autumn said with a wink. Me and Allison trade matching looks of amusement and awe as we laugh.

"Well I don't know about you," I say to Allison, "but I feel safer already." I smile genuinely really meaning it.

"I agree," Allison smiles as she looks between the two of us. "I'm really glad I met you two."

"Likewise," I nod looking between the two of them.

Autumn smiles at me and then looks to Allison with a small smile.

"My dad told me about the funeral today. I'm so sorry about Kate. You know she was pretty cool the times we met." Allison's eyes cast down and she nods her head. "I'll be there with my dad so you know if you need a shoulder." Autumn says trying to lighten the mood. I watch as Allison nods appreciatively clearly not looking forward to the afternoon.

"I'm sorry for your loss as well." I say solemnly having heard about her Aunt. It's kind of hard not to when it's all the school can talk about. "If you ever need to talk or need a pint of Ben and Jerry's I can provide both," I grin noticing her eyes brighten at Ben and Jerry's.

"I think I might need both," she laughs focusing her attention on me. "Well since Autumn will already be there, would you like to come with us to the funeral? I know you didn't know my aunt, but I would really appreciate it if you came. You know safety in numbers." She shrugs looking away almost like she's embarrassed.

"Well I've been asked stranger things," I smile nudging her shoulder. "You can count me in." She nods softly hope gleaming in her eyes as she looks at something over my shoulder.

"I better get going, don't want to be late." She sighs smiling at us. "See you guys there." And with that she's walking down the corridor and out of sight.

"Well, Boston it looks like it's just the two of us." Autumn gives my arm a little nudge as she smiles at me. I smile back wondering what her story is. Obviously, I've heard things about her return as well, but I didn't take any of the rumors to heart.

"That it does," I sigh looking at the clock until I think about earlier in Chemistry. "Hey did you hear Scott and Stiles talking earlier in Harris's class? I'm pretty positive I heard the word body part." I say recalling the conversation I had overheard. Scott and Stiles seemed like pretty normal guys, but then again looks can be deceiving. Autumn's posture stiffens as she looks at me with wide eyes, but she clearly recovers effortlessly, but not fast enough for me to not catch her discomfort.

"Yeah, if those two think they know how to whisper they are clearly mistaken." She smiles and looks down at her light pink pointed pumps. "If I tell you something do you promise not to think I'm delusional?" Autumn's voice seems to be a bit worried.

"Of course," I answer without hesitation. Unlike my family I've learned the art of actually hearing people out and going in open-minded. "I'm all ears."

Autumn gently pulls me down the hall and into an empty classroom. She closes the door and makes sure no one is around.

"Last night I snuck into the graveyard. Yeah, I know weird but I was bored, but that's not important." She runs her hands over her dress as she lets out a sigh. "When I was there something tried to attack myself and this boy Isaac who works there. Whatever it was stole a liver from one of the graves. Like literally dug up a grave and stole a liver." Her face looked a bit pale as the words left her mouth.

"You are probably thinking I'm crazy like the rest of the school now and I'll be the first to admit it. I am crazy. I took down three grown boys last year but I'm better." Autumn looked at me dead in the eye. "I saw its hand and it had claws. Fucking claws!" She never broke contact as the words tumbled out of her mouth. I feel myself go slack jaw before I quickly close my mouth. I shake my head processing everything she just said. Cemetery, stolen liver, and claws…yeah there is no piecing this together.

"Okay first off," I say holding up my pointer finger, "I don't think you're crazy." I smile softly as she lets out an audible sigh in relief. "Second," I hold up another finger, "if you took down three grown men you have got to show me how you did it. That's some buffy shit right there." I grin causing a small laugh to escape her otherwise tense body. "And thirdly, a liver was stolen from a grave by something with claws." I tap my chin thinking it over. "Like an animal claw or a serious only in movies kind of claw?"

"Oh, I'm a black belt and I've mastered Jujitsu. So, if you're ever down I could teach you a bit. Still practice at least three times a week." She lets out a little chuckle and flips her hair. "Totally getting off topic, sorry. I tend to do that, but back to the original topic. You don't know how relieved I am to hear you say that." Autumn's whole demeanor seems to have relaxed as she smiles at me. Clearly I can see the grateful glint in her eye. "I know people say there has been a weird mountain lion problem but these weren't animal claws. They were claws, like in a fucking bad horror movie, claws." She shakes her head as if trying to erase the image from her head. I maul over her words the churning in my gut not ceasing for a moment.

"Okay that's pretty damn awesome and I will definitely take you up on that offer." I smile happily referring to her hidden talent. "And as for the claws, mountain lions are known to be more afraid of us then we are of them. Plus I've never heard of one digging up a grave for only a liver." I frown not liking where this is going. "I don't have any other idea of what it could be though. I mean is my mind instantly going to the classic horror movies I watched as a child? Yes it is, but I'm really hoping I'm wrong in the general direction I think this could be heading." I mumble the last part as I lean against the desk.

"Oh fucking hell! Please, tell me you aren't thinking what I think you're thinking because last night wasn't a full moon." Autumn's words are as rushed as it seems her brain is working. The way she is pacing as I lean against the desk clearly gives me the hint her mind is pacing just as fast. Her hands are shaking nervously and I know it is something she has been thinking about in the back of her head but didn't want to say it aloud.

"Right, that is very true…" I pause really looking at the girl in front of me. She, just like myself, does not want to consider that werewolves could possibly be real, but if both of us are thinking it, that has to mean something…right? "Alright," I say loudly trying to build up my courage as I push myself off the desk. I move until I'm poised in front of Autumn halting her fast pacing. "I think before we jump to any conclusions, we should do some research. Like look into the animal attacks and any other strange cases that may have happened, but went unnoticed." I say walking over to the desk and opening the drawer finding pencil and paper. I quickly scribble down what I just mentioned so not to forget. "Then possibly do some late night sleuthing around town if it comes to that."

"Okay, well that sounds pretty reasonable. I love the sleuthing part. I can do that. I'm really good at things like that. Observing, stealth, manipulation and my wits are all my best qualities. How do you think I was popular for some many years?" Autumn smiled with a crazed happy look to her. No wonder people fear her; this girl's best qualities are that of someone who seems to have fought for everything she's ever wanted. And it doesn't seem like materialistic things are hard for her to acquire considering she's decked out in Chanel. "I'm down. Partners?" Autumn extends her hand toward me.

"Partners!" I beam grasping her hand and giving it a firm shake. Its right around then the bell rings as students flood the hallways. I grasp the strap of my messenger bag tighter as I head toward the door. "Hey maybe after the funeral you can show me where you saw the claw? There might be some clues or something there that the cops missed." I reason stopping at the door.

"Sounds like a plan, partner." Autumn says as she nods her head with a smile that shows off her perfectly white teeth. She then fixes her blond hair and straightens her posture. "Gotta look to kill." She says as she strides passed me with a smile upon her face and glint of crazy in her eyes.

I lightly tapped my perfect pink glittered nail on the table as I looked up at the clock awaiting the time to pass. I could see the seconds hand getting closer to the twelve and it seemed that Stiles was doing the same as well. His whole posture was twitching with anticipation. It made me lightly smirk at his childish antics. He reminded me of a small boy when he behaved in such spazzy dorky ways, but it was nice to see someone act like a normal adolescent. Versus being around people whose problems lied deeply in psychosis. I nudged his shoulder and he abruptly turned toward me.

"I've noticed that you either got to empty the can, drop a deuce, got an inch that needs a scratchen, or all three." I whisper and watch Stiles face go from shock to horror and then contemplation. I smirked and looked back at the clock to see it strike the twelve. Stiles must have done the same because he jumped up from his seat and abruptly grabbed his books. I began to grab my purse and few books.

"Sit." Mr. Harris's annoying condescending voice breaks me from my task. I looked up to see a smirk on his face.

"What, but it's been an hour." Stiles flabbergasted tone is mirroring my face. I'm beginning to hate this man so much. I will take him down or make him my bitch.

"Oh-but I can." I watch as Mr. Harris looked at Stiles with utter disdain and I slowly pull out my phone. "You see, Stiles, since your father was so judicious in his dealings with me, I've decided to make you my personal project for the rest of the semester. You are going to benefit from all the best that strict discipline has to offer. Now - sit down, before I decide to keep you here all night." Stiles slowly sits down accepting his fate while sit and continue to look at Mr. Harris with a smirk.

"Sit, Miss Monroe." I cock my head to the side and arch my eyebrow. "Is that so Miss Monroe? Well then I guess I will just have to talk to the guidance counselor and explain to her how you have been exhibiting some major emotional problems. All in the first day back. I don't think that would look so well on your record; especially after your little breakdown and year off from school. I don't think you'd want to return to the sunny pastors of Tennessee, now would you?" Mr. Harris's words hold the threat I was hoping for. I slowly pull my phone out from behind my back and expose the red blinking button indicating he had been recorded. His face goes blank and he takes a few steps forward.

"Ah-ah-ah." I shake my index finger. "Mr. Harris what do you mean. I've been an exemplary student today. I took the hour of detention I didn't even deserve especially considering my mental condition. It is to be expected and tolerated at best." Mr. Harris looked between myself and at a seemingly confused, but astonished Stiles. "Now, shall we Stiles?" I asked him extending my hand out toward the doorway. Stiles smiled up at me and grabbed his books. I grabbed my two books and purse and walked toward the door with a smiling Stiles behind me and an angry looking Mr. Harris.

"Oh, and I'd advise you to speak better to people because you just never know who could be listening." I shook the now stopped recording phone and smiled. "Mr. Harris remember my Daddy is THE top defense lawyer in the state and he can make even the sickest men look like angels. So, you can imagine what it'd be like going up against him." I said with a smirk and strutted out the door.

"Oh my GOD! That was totally awesome! You're like Mara Jaden!" Stiles excitedly compliments me.

"I'm awesome enough to be compared to Luke Skywalker's wife and one true love?" I questioned the now once again stunned boy.

"You know about Star Wars? You read the comics?" Stiles rambled on as we walked out of the school.

"Yeah since I was like eleven. It's no big deal." I state as I walked toward my car. Stiles stopped walking and I turned to see him staring at me openly stunned.

"Uhhh…yeah…no big deal." Stiles rubbed the back of his neck.

"May the force be with you." I said with a smirk as I turned around and walked to my car.

Gia will be happy to hear I might just be getting closer to more info. I smirked at the last thought. Who knew that meeting and possibly befriending the new girl would be so much fun.

I smoothed down my black vintage inspired dress and pulled on my black fur trimmed cardigan as I watched the reporters bombard Allison and her family. I looked to my father to see his dark brown hair sleeked into a nice comb over and his black suit looking sharp on his not so bad figure. I swear Dad's a catch and Mom was lucky to have ever had him.

"Dad, what are all these sleazy reporters doing here?" I asked as I placed my hand over his arm. He patted my hand gently.

"Gerard is trying to make a statement. I swear that man is something else." I arched my eyebrow at my father's mention of Allison's grandfather. He hardly ever showed love to his children from what I'd seen. I honestly thought he would have only sent a flower arrangement and a card, but showing up was something I didn't expect. Dad pulled me toward the mob of reporters taking photos.

"Mr. Monroe do you have anything to say?"

"Can we speak to the Argents?"

"Do you have a statement?"

Dad ignored the reporters and pulled me safety through their trenches. I sighed with relief as we made it toward the trio of Argents. Allison and her parents turned to look at me with big smiles considering they were at a funeral.

"Autumn, dear, you look beautiful. Thank you for coming." Victoria Argent said as she pulled me into a hug. I smiled and hugged the stern woman. I always liked her even though she could be a bit scary.

"Thank you for coming Autumn. I'm sure it will help Allison having a friend around." Chris Argent said as he motioned to Allison. "Now, come here and give your Uncle a hug. It's been a long time." Chris chuckled lightly as he pulled me into his arms. I hugged him back and smiled at Allison who was looking mortified.

"It's really great to see all of you. I've missed you all very much. Allison and I already had talked about me being here for her." I said as I grabbed onto her hand. Chris and Victoria both smiled happily as they saw myself and Allison holding hands. They had always wanted us to be best friends, but when we were younger Allison and I just couldn't get along.

"Hey! Let me through! I swear I was invited to come!" I hear Gia's voice call out causing Allison and I to look over to the crowd. She was being held back by one of the deputies.

"I'm gonna go get her." I let go of Allison's hand and strut towards the deputy who is rudely handling the girl. I tap on his shoulder and see relief flash across Gia's eyes.

"Excuse me." I tap on his shoulder again and watch as he turns to me with a smirk that starts to dissolve as he takes in who I am.

"Yes, Miss. Monroe." His voice shakes a bit as he looks beyond me to possibly see Dad staring at him. I wouldn't put it passed that man to be staring him down he's got eyes in the back of his head.

"My friend here, Gia Anderson, was invited by Allison Argent. So, if I were you and wanted to keep my job; I'd let her through." I replied with snark. The deputy turned to Gia and apologized as he let her through.

"Thanks," Gia mutters straightening out her simple black dress. "I thought I was going to have to army crawl my way up here." She shakes her head a little annoyed about being man handled. I grabbed the girls hand in mine and pulled her closer to me.

"I think I might have gotten the shaved headed boy Stiles into maybe possibly being my friend." I whispered to her as we slowly made our way back to Allison.

"Oh that's perfect!" She hisses excitedly. "I saw Scott naked so I think we are on that level." She laughs softly leaning in closer to me. "With each of us taking a boy we should be able to gather some sort of information from them."

"That's the cutie that sat next to you in chemistry, right? Mmm…I bet that was a gorgeous site." Seeing how her cheeks slightly pinked it was and to reassure what I was thinking Gia nodded her head. I let out a chuckle and pull her toward the crowd.

"Hey, look who I rescued from the sea of ass hats." I said to Allison as I held onto Gia.

"Thanks for coming it really means a lot. I don't know how I could have done this alone. I could've really used my best friend, but she's kind of missing, like literally missing, at the moment. So thank you both for being here for me." Allison said with a grateful smile plastered on her face. Gia nodded in understanding and I mimicked her movements. So, Lydia was the missing girl the Sheriff was talking about. My eyes widened. I clutched onto Gia's hand causing her to look at me.

"Lydia is involved. You probably don't know who she is but I do and she is somehow involved. I just know it." I whispered franticly and unlike the two boys from earlier I knew how to whisper.

"That's the missing girl everyone is talking about, right?" Gia asks continuing when I give her a curt nod. "Well if I remember right when Stiles and Scott were talking about the body parts today they mentioned a she. Do you think they mean Lydia?" She asks her eyes widening with the thought. I had heard Lydia had been attacked and kind of went crazy at school but I really didn't get details. If I wasn't too preoccupied with what happened last night I would have been on my A game and put it together sooner. Lydia couldn't be what we think we are dealing with, could she?

"Christoper." I heard the voice of Gerard. I looked to the left from where Gia and I stood behind Allison and there stood Gerard.

"I'm so sorry." Victoria said to Gerard as she hugged him. Gerard gave her a curt nod and walked forward.

"Gregory is this Autumn?" Gerard said with a smile. I remembered this man since I was a little girl always coming to my father for counsel. He was always saying stuff like you should consider her to become part of the cause. Whatever that meant.

"Yes, Gerard this is Autumn." Dad motioned for me to come forward. "Come here Autumn." I looked to Gia who was smiling but I could see the confusion on her face and as well as Allison's. I walked toward my father and met him next to the man I could never forget.

"Hello Gerard. I'm sorry about Kate." I said as he eyed me. He looked like he was sizing me up and wondering if I could take him down.

"Autumn that is very kind of you. Thank you. It seems as if you and my granddaughter have finally become friends." He said motioning to Allison who looked confused and stunned.

"Yes, it seems we have. Think it was about time." I said playfully trying to lighten the mood which in turn caused Gerard to give a small chuckle.

"You know Autumn, I saw your interaction with the officer. I've got to say you are a very strong young lady with natural born leadership qualities. You should really consider letting her in on the-"

"Dad that's enough." Christopher said with a sharp voice. Gerard rolled his eyes and gave me a wink. I walked back toward Gia to have her meet up with me. As, I looked to Gia I saw a figure look from behind the angel statue from last night. I continue to stare to see the shaved head from earlier.

"Don't look, but our two boys are behind the angel. What could they possibly be doing crashing a funeral?" I asked Gia who looked over to the Angel statue discreetly as possible.

"I don't know mayb…oh my god." Gia's eyes practically bulge out of her head as she turns to me. "Now I realize why Allison's mom looks so familiar. I've seen her before. The first night I came here when I saw Scott. He must have been sneaking out of Allison's room!" She whispers putting the pieces of the puzzle together in her mind. "They have to be here for Allison. But why are they hiding, that's the real question?" Gia narrows her eyes sending one last subtle glance in their direction.

"So, wait. I thought you saw him naked? How does Victoria fit in this?" I question wondering how she saw him naked if he was here for Allison. Face it two boys coming for one girl means either they both are in love with her or one is and the other is just the wingman. No offense but it couldn't be Stiles.

"I did," Gia blushes lightly, "he must have had to make a quick exit out of Allison's room because her parent's showed up. I found him hiding on her roof in only his boxers when Victoria stuck her head out the window and asked me if I had seen him. I covered for him, obviously." She shrugs her eyes straying to Victoria. "And might I say I can understand why he ran. She is a scary lady." I chuckle in response because that is an accurate description of the stern lady. She really was scary with her fire red hair and deadly glare that could make a nun swear in fear.

"So, Scott's Allison's boyfriend. Which makes Stiles the wingman like I had predicted." Gia looked at me with a small smirk. "What? Come on he is adorkable that's for sure but there is no way Allison would see him that way."

"I can't disagree with you there." She sighs biting the inside of her cheek. "It also explains why they are hiding. But I still want to talk to them to see if we could possibly pry information out of them." I nodded my head at the girl with a sly smile.

"I couldn't agree more with you on that. We need to know what the hell I saw because I know it's something. I need to find Isaac as well and grill him. He had to have seen something I didn't." I suddenly watched as the Sheriff picked up both boys and toed them away. That's when it clicked what Mr. Harris said in class today. Stiles was Sheriff Stilinski's son. Well isn't that just so damn convenient.

"The Sheriff is Stiles dad." I said as I pointed to the boys being hauled away. "Things just got a bit more interesting don't you think?" I couldn't help the smirk that came across my face as Stiles saw me looking at him. I gave him a wave and wink that totally made his mouth hang open.

"How convenient," Gia murmurs a small smirk playing at her lips. An unspoken word of understanding passes between us as we nod and focus on the funeral.

"Thank you guys for coming," Allison smiles sincerely pulling me in for a hug that I return with ease. "You have no idea how much it means to me." She finishes turning to Autumn to give her a similar embrace.

"Anytime Allison," I smile kindly glancing around at her awaiting family.

"You don't have to thank me. We've known each other our whole lives. Hopefully now we can be friends for real this time." Autumn words seem sincere but her eyes look a bit dark as if something hurtful plays behind them.

"Me too!" Allison's face lights up with joy at the thought. "But I better get going, my family is waiting." She gives us a little wave before walking back to her father.

"You know I have to say I thought today would turn out to be boring." I laugh shaking my head. "I was seriously mistaken." Autumn laughs at my honesty.

"One thing I learned about living in Beacon Hills is there is never a dull moment. There's always a scandal around the corner." She says as she feigns an astonished look and places a hand over her mouth.

"Okay I see your point." I snicker looking around at the few stragglers left. "Did you want to walk home together? Maybe if we're lucky we'll see Stiles and Scott." I ask noticing for the first the man standing just off to the side of us. He was good looking and held himself confidently looking fierce. "I'm going to take a wild guess and assume that's your dad?" I ask nodding in his direction. Autumn turns around and her smile widens.

"Yup, that's my dad. Come on I'll introduce you two." Autumn pulls me forward. "Hey, Dad." Autumn calls out to her dad with a wave. The man smiles at his daughter with a light in his eyes.

"This is Gia Anderson." Autumn motions toward me with a smile. "Gia this is my dad Gregory Monroe." I quickly offer him my hand as I stand a little taller.

"It's nice to meet you, sir." I smile warmly as his hand clasps mine before giving it a firm shake.

"The pleasures all mine!" He beams releasing my hand to circle Autumn's shoulder for a sideways hug. "It's not too often I get to meet one of Autumn's friends." He gives his daughter a little nudge as she rolls her eyes.

"Oh, Daddy you are being modest. Gia does go to Beacon Hills High, too. She's heard the talk about me being crazy but here she is still smiling and hanging out with me." She nudges my shoulder. "Maybe she a bit crazy like me." Autumn playfully jokes.

"It depends who you ask," I grin mischievously, a look that doesn't go unnoticed by Autumn as she gives me a raised eyebrow in question.

"I see," her dad smiles looking between us, "just how much trouble can I expect you two to get into?" He asks as I pretend to think it over.

"That is a good question," I smile looking to Autumn for assistance in answering it.

"Oh you know the usual. Beating up boys, breaking into graveyards, and catching horror film creatures." Autumn says as she tries not to break into laughter. I feel my lips pucker as I try to do the same.

"It sounds like it's going to be an eventful year," he says not even the least bit caught off guard by her statement.

"I could not agree more," I smile sharing a secretive look with Autumn. "But I should really be going; my nana will want to know where I am." I sigh hooking a thumb over my shoulder in the general direction of home. "It was really nice to meet you sir." I nod toward Autumn's father.

"Please call me Greg," he smiles, "you seem like a nice girl. I'm happy you and Autumn are friends."

"Me too," I respond looking to the girl in question. Autumn's lips break into a huge smile.

"I agree. I think Gia and I are going to be the best of friends." Her smile is the brightest I'd seen so far and her eyes didn't look crazed as they did every time she smiled. They held genuine truth. "Dad is it okay if I walk Gia home? I'll call you as soon as we are almost there; so you can pick me up."

"Sure sweetie," he grins kissing the top of her forehead. "I'll see you later. Be careful you two." He warns before walking down to his expensive looking car. I watch him go a smile tugging at my lips.

"You're dad's a really nice guy. A little intimidating at first, not going to lie, but then again so were you." I smirk as we walk side by side out of the graveyard. "You two seem close." Autumn gives a small chuckle and pulls her purse up higher on her shoulder.

"Dad's a lawyer so I guess his intimidating demeanor has to go hand in hand with his job. Well, I've had to grow a tough skin." She clears her throat. "Dad has been my rock for the past year so I guess you can say he's all I've got." I look at her to see that she looks incredibly sad. "I know you've probably heard a lot of things about me and my breakdown last year." I nod my head yes.

"I've heard rumors, but that's all they are to me. I never took what anyone said about you to heart. This is my first day here and you with the exception of Allison, stiles, and Scott are the only person that took a chance on the new girl. So for that I am grateful." I smile appreciatively really glad I met this girl. "But I understand what you mean about developing a tough skin. I have three older sisters and all of them are lawyers. They always have something to preach to me about, the only difference is I have to be tough around them. They smell weakness." I joke playing off my less than perfect family experience.

"Thanks for not taking them to heart. One day I hope we can talk about what happened to me but I'm not ready yet. Still haven't talked about it with Dad since I've been home." Autumn runs a hand through her curls and then smiles. "You know we've got common ground. Lawyers and overbearing women." She says with a light chuckle.

"The joys of family," I sigh silently agreeing with her statement about overbearing women. "And whenever you're ready to talk, I'm always around to listen." I give her a small smile as she nods appreciatively in return. "But one thing we do need to talk about is Stiles and Scott. Oh and Lydia. I've never met the girl, but I trust your judgment if you think she could be linked to what you saw." I say racking my brain for what could be going on around here.

"Trust me you don't want to know her. She used to be my 'best friend' but I soon realized it was a lie. Stiles and Scott seem to know a lot more than they lead on. Those two put up a facade of being naive losers, but they aren't I can smell it." Autumn winks at the last statement. "We should totally start following them around. Like some real Nancy Drew shit."

"I'm more of a Sherlock Holmes woman myself." I tease but nod in agreement. "So tomorrow then we lay down some groundwork and see what we can come up with. I don't think you'll have any trouble finding anything out from Stiles. He seems to be in awe of you." I laugh remembering his deer in headlights expression every time Autumn talks to him. "And I can handle Scott, but what do you think about Allison? Do you think she could know anything?" I ask as we turn the corner onto my street.

"Sherlock hmm...I knew there was reason why I decided to speak to you. Oh yeah I think I have stiles right where I want him." She says with wink as she motions to the palm of her hand. "I think Allison knows something and I can't help, but feel like her grandfather might too. Dad told me Kate, Allison's aunt the women whose funeral we were just at murdered an entire family. The family was the Hale family. They only had three survivors Peter who was left comatose, but mysteriously disappeared. Laura who turned up dead and Derek who was a fugitive. Somehow, Derek is associated with Allison and Scott, but Dad wouldn't fill me in on anything more."

"Hmm," I hum in thought. "I feel like they are all just pieces to one big puzzle." I voice stopping just outside my nana's quaint two-story home. "Well I think we have a good start, but do you want to meet up tomorrow before school to formulate a game plan?" I ask right as her father pulls up to the curb. He honks once as both of us wave.

"Exactly what I was thinking. I've lived in this town my whole life and have come to know that everyone has secrets and some secrets are so big they connect multiple people." Autumn pulls out her phone and motion's for me to do the same. "I think formulating a game plan sounds perfect. Now here's my number I will call you tomorrow morning when I'm on my way to pick you up for school. Sound like a plan?" Autumn cocks her head with a smile and once again she doesn't seem to have the crazed look behind her eyes.

"Yeah that sounds great!" I beam pleased that I wouldn't have to walk. "I'll see you tomorrow Autumn," I grin as she nods walking to her father's car. She sends me one last wave before they pull away leaving me to watch their tail lights disappear around the corner. The sun was starting to set and I could only imagine what would be lurking in the shadows tonight. With that thought I turn around and walk inside oblivious to the eyes that follow me.

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