some roads you really fly

[beanchaointe]

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[beanchaointe]

...That explains the trip to the warehouse to find the weird rock.

[Lydia nods as she takes that in.]

Good to know.

[illtempered]

It's a moonstone and it apparently matters.

( By now, Jackson has let a certain witch of his own into the B & B's room. )

Also, I'm leaving. I helped with this, but - I'm going to try to help some put upon witches. It's hard out there for shapeshifters and witches.

[beanchaointe]

[So it'll be the four of them, plus Cora. Just like old times.]

Anything else that we need to put on the table?

[matriarchate]

Derek, take care of what you need to. I trust Freya. Stay by your phone. Malia? It's a family affair, stay on him while he's powered down. ( Not powerless.

"Oh," Scott says. "I might have another werewolf on the payroll soon. Tyler Lockwood? I guess he asked Elena for a referral." )

That would be a good get.

( Allison looks at Stiles, who's really only made commentary. And then Scott. And probably everyone ends up looking at him. Except for Jackson, he's finishing packing.

"What? You know what's on the table for me. Eternal life. I will be eternally long-fingered and quick-talking." Allison did not need that. Scott smirks. )

And? What's next for -

( "Vamp school? Caroline says I have promise. But, this is my last 'outing,'" he says, using quotation marks. " Until, I get a handle on my wandering and my mouth. Her words." Or, her paraphrased words. )

Okay. Lydia, we should go house hunting. Everyone else, we didn't pack for this kind of longterm assignment. So, let me know if you need a credit card, the expense account, an assistant to bring or pick up things. We're still on lockdown. We're still wanted. We're just small town people now. Again.

[notwitty]

Well. Sounds like you guys are going to have fun.

[Isaac is starting to feel a little superfluous and he's got things to do.]

I have to get the group ready to get moving, but I'll be in touch if I hear anything.

[And with that, he ends the call. Malia also nods. "Derek, I'll meet you at the airport. Text me the details." And with that she will also head off to get herself feeling more like a person again.]

[engender]

( Isaac isn't, he's just taken the international positioning. That happens when you leave junior year and move to France. )

Is there anything else? Anything he should hear?

( The vampire texting at the bar. He doesn't react. )

[beanchaointe]

[This time Lydia does look at Damon, checking to see what he's currently doing, before turning to Allison and offering a shrug.

She's not sure.]

I think we can keep him in the loop if things change that he needs to know about.

[commend]

He's in the loop, but thank him for us. For giving us a place to do this.

( AKA, thank you Damon. )

I can help with house hunting, too. I like houses.

( Oh, Scott. Never change. )

[impetere]

[As the three of them start talking about housing options, Cora turns to her brother.]

Do you need a ride to the airport?

[matriarchate]

( "I should leave the car with you," he admits. "Flight's not for a few hours. Should we get our own table?" Eat? )

So, five bedrooms for when Stiles graduates vampire college.

[beanchaointe]

[Cora nods and off to the side they go to grab some food. Probably will sit at the bar to be an appropriate distance away from the plotting friends.

Lydia nods.]

That's a fairly sizeable place. Do you think there's something available?

[matriarchate]

( Damon hands them menus and complimentary Moscow mules.

Back at the booth... )

It's an old town. There might be properties like that. Only one way to find out.

( "What about the Lockwood's. They're like an estate, right?" )

They are also a historical landmark.

[beanchaointe]

And I think someone lives there.

[Maybe not all of the time but some of the time. That being said.]

If we don't find anything, we could also always just rent two apartments. Three in one two in another.

[matriarchate]

( "Like a werewolf sitcom." Thank you, Stiles. )

Sure, Stiles.

[beanchaointe]

[She rolls her eyes.]

I'm just saying that we have options.

[matriarchate]

We do. We'll find something. We have a plan, now. That's something.

[beanchaointe]

That it is.

[Lydia nods.]

So what are we going to do with the Winchesters?

[Because the Beacon Hills kids have a reason to sit still - what are they going to do with Sam and Dean?]

[matriarchate]

Dean texted. He's sticking around. I was going to touch base with Sam, see what his plans were. They usually stick close together.

( She looks to Scott and then Stiles. )

Having them close by could be good.

[beanchaointe]

[Lydia presses her lips together, because she's still remembering that line about what they would do to Stiles if he didn't live up to their vision of a vampire. But it's Allison call, and if she still trusts them, Lydia will fall in line.]

Hopefully they won't be staying at the house too.

[matriarchate]

They aren't invited.

( Allison remembers, too, and Stiles has sat back again, arms crossed. It is Allison's call.

"We all know my appetite regularly. And, we're working overtime on keeping it in check. We don't think Dean's staying close to keep me close, right?" )

I don't think so. I think that tensions were high that night. Sam reassured me. But, we don't forget. If he's keeping close, then we're keeping close. He's not involved with the school, right?

[beanchaointe]

He had a student there.

[Because the kid came to fix Elena, so Lydia knows that much.]

He mostly seemed concerned about Elena Gilbert though.

[matriarchate]

I didn't know they knew each other. It's naive to think this was all one big coincidence.

( But, it was, right? Lydia being here. Jackson being here. The Winchesters being here.

"Do you think you were drawn here?" Scott asks Lydia, picking up a menu finally, a gnawing hunger getting at him. What, Stiles talked about hunger. He's also had a ravenous appetite. )

[beanchaointe]

Drawn? Not unless whatever death spirits trying to communicate with me had the ability to conjure a major storm out of thin air.

[But would she had felt the call if she had kept passing through? If the roads had been clear and nothing had gotten in her way?

She doesn't know. She didn't look at things that closely.]

But even if I wasn't here, the Winchesters would have been. Either way, the troops would have been mobilized.

[Just maybe in different directions.]

[commend]

You're right. We probably would've been brought in, anyway.

( But wouldn't it be different. Would Stiles have been here? He doesn't know. They can't undo any of it. )

They're lucky you were here. They are.

[beanchaointe]

[She fights the urge to glance back at Damon because she isn't sure if she feels that way, or if they feel the same way. But everyone, for the most part, was safe. That's all that matters, right?]

I guess so. Now we just have to figure out the rest of this.