Authors Note:

Hey there you supermegafoxyawesomehot readers! Just thought I'd say hi up here (before the next chapter) and encourage you to leave a review if you like the story or have any constructive criticism. Reviews encourage writers to continue their work (obviously)! I should probably clarify that this is set towards the middle/ end of Season One. And Bellevue, it's an imaginary town in California. Enjoy your reading!

Chapter Two: Talks of Planes

She couldn't be any more infuriated at the moment. Sam, being the cocky shit that he was, had just assumed she would go back with him and had booked a flight for her beforehand. That was a great big slap in the face! Sam insisted that it was because he had faith in his sisters judgement, but she couldn't help feeling angry with him.

She was packing a small bag, she didn't imagine she'd be gone for more than a week at best. But being a typical girl, Avery was trying to fit her entire closet inside. She was still wearing her necklace that her parents had given her and had put the belt inside with her belongings as well. She may not have told Sam, but if things went sour she wouldn't waste a second taking down any werewolf in sight.

"You realise that there is a weight limit for luggage, right?" Sam had stepped into her room. It was almost six in the morning and everyone else from the party had left a long time ago. Sam had stayed behind to help explain some further things to his dissuaded sister.

"This is packing light!" Avery defended herself, ignoring her brother by sticking in earphones and shoving her last tee-shirt back into the bag. Sam rolled his eyes and picked up her bag, taking it outside to the taxi that would take them to the airport.

"So... what did you tell Mum and Dad about our little trip?" Sam said as Avery locked up her apartment and followed him out to the car.

"I told them you wanted some help tracking down a particularly annoying wolf. Plus I was beginning to miss the action, ergo, I'm going back with you."

"They bought it?"

"Of course. Dad actually sounded intrigued and would have tagged along himself until I told him it was a long overdue sibling bonding time."

"Good." he nodded as they jumped into the back of the taxi, leaving the safety of Bellevue behind.

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On the plane the brother and sister duo couldn't help but grow increasingly nervous. Sam was thinking of all the things to tell Avery, to communicate the level of love he had for this girl. The way his heart skipped a beat when he was around her and he had to hold himself back from taking her where she stood each time they were alone. He could see her flawless golden skin on the back of his mind and could feel the tingle of their first kiss still on his lips. He could remember the way her short black hair had sat so perfectly on her shoulders, as his hands caressed through it and pulled her closer. Despite their differences he had managed to love this girl more than anyone beforehand. She wasn't a killer in the slightest, she was his soul mate.

Avery, on the other hand, was more nervous that she would accidentally kill the love of her brothers life. Everything she had ever known was to hunt and kill werewolves. They were ravenous murderers of the night that didn't have a second thought about killing on a full moon. She had killed at least a dozen in her time, admittedly not as many as her parents or brother but still an admirable number. What if she'd been wrong all this time and what Sam was claiming was true? That not all wolves were bad. It was a concept she didn't want to dwell on for too long. If she had been wrong, that would mean she may have killed a dozen innocents, but that was unlikely.

There was a code she had stuck by. She hadn't killed any wolf that hadn't killed a real innocent and she would not kill child wolves. But if any wolf killed one of their own, despite the code, they would die painfully. As the saying goes, an eye for an eye. In her gut she was hoping, praying, that all of this would be alright.

"Calm down tiger." Sam chuckled as he noticed Avery grasping the arm rest with a killer grip, "Flying isn't that scary. Especially in comparison to all the monsters we've faced over the years."

"It's not that." Avery sighed and crossed her arms in her plane chair, "I just have this sinking feeling in my gut that we're missing something. Like this meeting is going to end badly."

"Why? What coul—" Avery jumped and covered his mouth.

"Don't you dare say 'what could go wrong?'. In the horror movie someone always says that before they get killed."

"Fine, I won't. But honestly what are you thinking about?" Sam moved her hands from his mouth. She avoided his eye contact while she tried to think what not to put on her list of thoughts.

"First off, I'm still under the impression that this is a trap." Sam went to butt in when she continued on, "Then I'm trying to wrap my head around how you, the most amazing werewolf hunter I've ever seen in action, could suddenly sympathise with those monsters. I'm still annoyed at the fact you assumed I would just come too."

"Anything else?" Sam was quite amused by his sisters current discomfort.

"Yeah." she lowered her voice to a bare whisper, "If this all works out, I'm planning your summer wedding."

Sam had laughed for a solid minute or so, refusing to make eye contact with his sister. She was sitting beside him quite smugly and just when he thought he'd be alright, her expression set him off again. A few air hostesses walked past to check if he was okay and Avery had to tell them that, no the squealing noises were not him dying, but indeed his ridiculous laugh.

"You haven't told me her name." Avery finally said once Sam had stopped crying with laughter.

"Ilena." he grinned to no one in particular, picturing her smile.

"And you couldn't pick a girlfriend with a normal name could you...?" Avery picked up one of the airline magazines to browse, flicking through the advertisements for watches.

"She's not exactly ordinary herself." he stated obviously.

"Yes well that's being straight forward." she smirked, spotting a coupon for a local restaurant in Tallahassee, "Been to this place before?"

"Um... no, actually. I've seen it before though." Sam took the coupon to inspect it, "Carlos's Italian. It's great there, food's delicious from what I hear."

"How 'bout you take us out." Sam handed the magazine back, slightly confused. He had already told her the arrangements. They were going to meet at Sam's apartment. "Think of it this way. If we're in the public there's less chance of me pulling a gun to her head and splattering her guts onto your walls. Plus I'll feel more comfortable that it's not a set up, alright?"

"I love how everything always keeps coming back to that." Sam rolled his eyes, "There'll be no guns, no weapons, no... no wolfsbane filled necklaces." he looked down to see the pendant hanging on her neck. She thought she might have been able to get away with that. Dammit.

"I'm not going in there unarmed." she protested, "I'm a hunter. I always have something on me."

"I'm not joking Avery. No weapons. This is not a showdown and I don't want you to turn it into one."

"Fine..." she sighed reluctantly, pulling the coupon from it's place in the magazine, "But I'm keeping the necklace on, whether you like it or not."

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"Is the GPS working?" Brian questioned his wife who had a black folder opened up on her lap, which was secretly a computer.

"In the necklace? Yes." Andrea nodded as she continued typing, checking where their children's plane currently was.

"He's going to hate you for this..." said a voice walking up beside the couple at the airport. Kate Argent.

"Maybe." Brian shook his head in disagreement, "I think he'll thank us eventually."

"He's been brainwashed. All wolves are killers." Andrea looked away from her screen as she felt sickened to her stomach, "To think that he's had his hands all over—."

"—A wolf girl? I could imagine." Kate was thinking about it too, much more pleased than Andrea. That was one hunter who rocked hobo-chic.

"The weapons will get through customs right? Without them we can't hope of fighting a pack as big as that." Andrea shifted her thoughts away from her sons sexual life.

"Yeah. I've got people on the inside making sure that they are taken good care of." Kate smiled, "I'll meet you there in a couple of days. I've got some things of my own to sort out."

"The Hale kid?" Brian questioned, he'd briefly talked to Chris Argent about the issue they were having back in Beacon Hills. He would have offered to help, had his son not been taken in by the wolves.

"Derek's no kid anymore." Kate smirked, in fact he had grown far past puberty. His muscular body was currently tied up in the Hale basement being tortured for information. She could still taste his sweat that she had licked off his torso a couple of days earlier. His cries of torture made her spine prick happily. She had to pull herself back from her thoughts when Brian spoke again.

"We should have taken him out when Sam first told us what he was." Brian was remembering the heated past that their family had had with the Hales.

"No point crying over spilt milk." Kate said with a huff, "I've got to go. We're hunting an Alpha!"

"Thank you for your help again." Brian walked over and hugged his old friend, Andrea had put down the laptop and farewelled Kate also.

"Stay safe." Andrea waved goodbye as Kate left back home for Beacon Hills.

"I don't want another repeat of his senior year." she turned to her husband once Kate was out of sight.

"I know." Brian said simply. All the while, both Venator's were reminiscing about the past revelation that Sam's childhood friend was a wolf, the attack on Avery by the Hale pack and then the house fire that killed the majority of the them.

It was almost as if it history was repeating itself.