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Axel Jaeger Wolff

"A wolf's pack is his family."

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a character in “Welcome to Bellingstone”, as played by Scarlet Loup

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A wolf's pack is his family.




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Race: Werewolf

Gender: Male

Age: Thirty-two

Nicknames: He'd prefer his given name, Axel, or, to those close to him, AJ. However, Axel doesn't mind going by his middle name Jaeger

Occupation: Owns a small diner along the town's main street

Pack/Coven Name: Wolff Pack

Rank in Pack/Coven: Alpha Male





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Height: Six feet even (1.8288 meters)

Weight: One hundred sixty-three pounds (73.9356 kilograms)

Build: Strong and well-toned muscles

Hair Color: Dark chocolate brown that's almost black

Eye Color: Light hazel that usually appears green or brown

Scars?: Axel has a multitude of scars along his arms, legs, and torso from fights, both legitimate and playful. Though most of these aren't very prominent, thanks to his virtually unchallenged role as Alpha, he does have one relatively large scar above an inch in length above his right upper lip. His fingertips have also long-since calloused over. Looking closely, one might find a few scars from kitchen mishaps on his fingers.

Brief Written Description: AJ stands at an average six feet tall, weighing in at one hundred sixty-three pounds. He therefore has a strong stature that can be seen as intimidating to most. Though he certainly isn't the tallest male, he doesn't let that get in his way and, instead, uses his strength to compromise. His flesh has tanned well from "peasant blood" and from spending literally his entire childhood in the sun or outside. Axel's hair is a dark brown color that can be found in most members of the Wolff family. Another trait he inherited from his father’s side are his light hazel eyes that seem to change colors from green to brown to yellow depending upon the lighting. His strong, square jaw is usually covered in light stubble or even a faint goatee.

Clothing Preference:Axel dresses in a way that could easily make him appear a bit hick-like. He’s usually clad in denim jeans, seeing as they are extremely versatile and last through a lot of weathering. For shoes, he usually has on a pair of work boots or sneakers, depending upon the location of course. Finally, he tops it off with a t-shirt or a flannel top. In cold weather, he’ll wear a leather jacket. Regardless of weather, he always has on a pair of mirrored sunglasses.





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Skills:

* Growing up in the family diner, Axel can cook like nobodies’ business. Nowadays, he usually takes over most of the cooking and occasionally serving at the diner. It is, more or less, his pride and joy.
* AJ’s been riding motorcycles, despite his father’s protests, since he received his license. Since then, he’s become more and more experienced, using it as his preferred means of transportation over a car or truck.
* Axel is a proficient guitar player who has been playing since his senior year in high school. He knows basic chords, some bar chords, and can solo extremely well.
* Raised in a competitive environment with brother, AJ quickly defined himself as a strong, skilled fighter by the time he was in high school. Even though he’s aging, he’s still got pretty much the same stamina as he did in his twenties.

Quirks:

* Axel fidgets constantly whether that be tapping his fingers, moving in his seat, or chewing his lip. He has an excessive amount of pent-up energy.
* The strong, silent-type in a way, Axel doesn’t bother to associate with the vampires, due to the rivalry, or any humans that have taken up residence in the town. He’ll talk openly with his pack or with those who stop in his diner.
* AJ can easily be viewed as overbearing and a bit controlling. He likes to have things running smoothly and the way he wants, seeing as he is the Alpha Male.

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Likes:

* Control
* His motorcycle
* Being outside
* His diner
* His pack
* Working
* Sparring/Play-fighting
* Cooking
* Rock Music
* Sports

Dislikes:

* Those with large egos
* Vampires
* Hunters
* Interrogation
* Crowds
* Being stuck inside
* Rap Music
* Cats
* Guns; he was never a got shot and prefers fighting it out with fists
* Being wrong
* Losing

Fears:

* Being forced out of his position as Alpha
* His pack being attacked by Hunters
* Dying
* Losing his close ones

Written description: Axel is a bit of a bad-boy turned good. Back in high school, he was certainly one of Bellingstone’s heartthrobs, dating a new girl each week and even sleeping with a few. Even into his twenties, he was always a bit of a party animal who never took his role as Alpha seriously. When he turned twenty-six and gained the responsibility of running his pack, AJ seemed to suddenly change becoming strict and loyal to his pack mates almost overnight. Towards most, he's sarcastic and snarky, usually coming up with witty remarks or comebacks. He’s currently a bit up-tight and can even be a stickler for rules due to his sudden increase in power. However, should one get on his good side, he’ll show a playful, friendly personality that most don’t get to see, save his pack.

More or less, he’d a mellow guy who goes with the flow while taking a few risks. Axel won’t provoke a fight but he won’t back down either. Being Alpha has gotten a bit to his head, making him somewhat overbearing. In fact, he’s quite hypocritical when it comes to young males or females who think they’re “all that”, considering he was once just like that. He's the strong, silent type who doesn't go out of his way to socialize with vampires or Hunters. In most cases, he'll treat them a bit rudely and sarcastically. In many ways, his personality is very wolf-like-- protective and harsh on the outside but friendly and caring on the inside.




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Relationship Status:Dating the Alpha Female

Brief History: Axel Jaeger Wolff was born to Richard Wolff and Laura Wolff. He is, on his father's side, the great-grandson of Felix Wolff, one of the founders of Bellingstone and the grandson of Harold Wolff, Felix's eldest son. Both of his parents were werewolves who had been raised side by side in the Wolff pack, destined to marry and then mate. He was born in the summer- more specifically in July- as the couple's second child. Their eldest, a leaner, taller boy named Albrecht came first six years before. Axel spent most of his childhood out in the woods, catching frogs or racing with his brother and the other pups of the pack. All in all, it really was a carefree lifestyle. AJ didn't have much to complain about until he hit his rebellious streak in eighth grade. He suddenly became more aggressive, more detached, and more care-free. His brother, not approving, tried to whip some sense into the boy. After all, Albrecht was destined to become the next Alpha so he might as well have shown his little brother who was boss.

From freshman year to junior year, Axel dated almost every girl in the town, besides the vampires and some of the werewolves whom he friend-zoned, more or less. His brother relentlessly beat him down, scarring him physically and even a bit emotionally, only to have Axel fight back. By the time Axel was eighteen and graduated high school, he was working full time at his father's diner. Albrecht, on the other hand, had dreams of leaving the pack and going to college. When he finally left one night without warning, Richard Wolff was distraught and never fully accepted the fact that his eldest had left. His last decade of life seemed to drag along until Richard finally passed away from a heart attack.

The playboy Axel was, more or less, forced into his role as Alpha and paired with a female who is to become his Alpha Female. Though he's mellowed with age, Axel still is a bit wary to commit to marrying her, let alone having children.

So begins...

Axel Jaeger Wolff's Story

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There were many things that Axel Wolff was. He was a cook, he was overbearing, he was sarcastic, and he was a guitarist. However, there were also countless things that Axel was not. He wasn't a human, he wasn't stupid, he wasn't a fan of crowds, and he most certainly was not a morning person. That Sunday morning seemed to come far too quickly for Axel's taste. His alarm clock, which rested on the nightstand by his head began to ring at six in the morning, jolting Axel from a quite pleasant dream and forcing him awake and into reality. For a few heartbeats, he sat upright and looked around with wide eyes.

It wasn't long, however, before he noticed the clock and slammed his palm against the snooze button. The clock silenced and Axel slowly laid back on the bed, yawning softly. Maybe he could get a few more minutes of shut-eye before it started to ring again? It seemed like the second he closed his eyes, however, the alarm began to go off again. AJ slowly sat up again and, in a fluid motion, cast his blanket off and swung his legs down to the ground. His hand struck the alarm clock again to shut it off as he stood up and walked toward the set of old drawers his father and mother had left in the house. In fact, the entire home was once theirs and their parents; hell, it was a house that had been passed down the Wolff family tree since Felix Wolff had built it with his own hands. The house had progressively grown larger generation after generation until it had at least five bedrooms and three full bathrooms. The Wolff house was a little bit outside of town, situated on a large piece of land. Two stories and made of wood, it could get quite cold in the winter. This, however, hardly phased any of the wolves in the home.

Axel had fallen asleep still in his t-shirt and jeans the night before. Saturday night had been spent in the bar for a while, drinking and mulling over things until he finally forced himself to go home. Now, he simply threw a red flannel shirt on top of his t-shirt and ran his hand through his thick, dark hair multiple times. That would do for now...plus, maybe he could pass off his ruffled hair as helmet hair when he arrived at the dinner. Without even bothering to pass by Leanna -besides, what was he going to say to her if he did- Axel grabbed his keys off of the counter, pulled on some boots, and walked outside. Yes, he still looked like shit and yes, his facial half had grown in a thick five o'clock shadow but it was Sunday and Sunday was the day most people were leaving the area or simply stopping by for a quick bite to eat and some car service.

His motorcycle had been left leaning against the garage with the helmet right by the front wheel. As much as he hated the God damn helmet, he knew his father would be tossing and turning in his grave if he saw his son riding down the road without a helmet. As he pulled the helmet on, a pair of mirrored sunglasses fell out and hit his chest before falling down and landing on his shoes. Dusting them off as he picked up the sunglasses, Axel shoved them into his breast pocket and slipped the helmet over his head, clipping it under his chin. The werewolf mounted his motorcycle and shoved the key into the ignition. With a flick of his foot, he pushed the kickstand up and rode the bike out of his driveway and on to the road that led toward town.

Regardless of the fact that the cops would certainly be out, he weaved his way between trucks and cars. These actions earned him a variety of honking, yelling, and the displaying of a certain finger. He arrived at his diner in a few minutes and rode the bike up on to the pavement and behind the diner where the back entrance was located. He would rather marry a vampire than have to pay a parking meter in front of his own building. Besides, this way, no teenagers would try to play around with it. With the bike parked right by the back door, Axel pulled out the key and shoved them into the pocket of his jeans. A yawn quickly escaped through his jaws as he walked into the diner and straight into the kitchen. Instantly, he could smell omelettes cooking and his mouth seemed to water from the smell.

The Alpha male slowly made his way through the kitchen, running his hand quickly through his tousled hair again and again until it hopefully had some sort of semblance to his usual style. It was at this moment, as he pushed open the door into the front of the diner that he realized he'd unevenly buttoned his flannel top when putting it on. Cursing sharply but under his breath, he hurriedly began to undo the buttons, his calloused fingers fumbling with the small buttons. By the time he was out and behind the counter, half of the buttons were undone and he still looked like absolute shit. Well, it could be worse...somehow. Flashing his white teeth with the slightly elongated canines, he leaned up against the back counter near a pot of coffee and looked out over his diner. There was nothing, not man, nor woman, nor belonging that could even compare to the diner. It was like a second home to him- or, rather, maybe it tied with the woods his pack frequented in wolf form. Either way, it was his most treasured possession.

Axel reached under the counter and pulled out a pad of paper and a pencil which he usually kept handy for taking orders when things were going too quickly for either Sam or him to keep up waiting. Axel slipped around the counter and started toward a table, nudging Sam with his shoulder. The nudge was rough, but not rough enough where the Beta would stumble or anger. It was simply hard enough for him to realize Axel was there.

"Mornin', Sammy," he said, grinning cheekily whilst walking past and glancing over his shoulder. He knew Sam had never gone by the nickname and probably never would yet it seemed to fit him so well.

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Sara was tense, Sam could tell. Her body was rigid, and she sat in the booth as if she was extremely uncomfortable. And of course there was the fact that she grabbed a knife as if she was going to stab him when he walked over to take her order. He decided to let that slide, however. He, as well as the rest of the pack, knew her past. He had hoped she would eventually come around to them all once more, since his pack was practically his family, and it was that way for most members. They could help her get through everything, yet she just shunned them all. So he left it alone, and hoped one day she'd change her mind and return to the pack.

"Just... A chicken fried steak. To go." He nodded to her, and leaned one hand on the table. "I'll get that going for you right away." He took the menu from her, and stood up straight. "You should think about staying, though. I know Caroline would really like to talk to you. You should go say hi." The bell rang once more, and he looked over to see none other than his 'mate' walk through the door. She was closely followed by two patrons he didn't really know, but had seen around town a few times. He thought the girl worked at a comic book shop somewhere close to the diner. He looked back to Sara after having been distracted. "Just think about it while I go take orders and get your food ready." With one last smile, he turned and walked away.

He made a quick trip back to the counter, where Josephine had decided to sit next to Lassiter and Caroline. He slid the menu to her, and flipped a coffee cup, filling it with the black liquid. He placed the cup in front of her. "Morning Jo. Don't think you need the menu, but you get one anyway." It was strange to think that this woman was supposed to be his mate. They were supposed to have kids and make sure the future of the pack was in good hands. And yet she didn't have feelings for him, nor he for her. He'd always told Axel that no matter what, he would do his duty. Yet as he thought about it, he wasn't really sure if he could. He may be a guy, but he still wanted love. He already dreamed of marrying and having kids with Caroline, but he had no such feelings or desires for Jo. For a moment, he wondered if the structure of the pack was somewhat outdated... or just plain wrong. Ranks in the pack don't equal love, Sam knew that for sure. Perhaps it was time for a change.

"I'll be right back, I've got to get an order started. Think about what you want," he told Jo, and then left the counter to head for the kitchen, and quickly prepared Sara's chicken fried steak. As he was cooking, he took the liberty to peer out the window, since he had a perfect view of Caroline at the counter. She was deep in conversation, so she didn't notice his gaze, but he didn't mind. Just looking at her, his heart began to race. The feeling made him smile, because it was something he hadn't felt in a long time. The two of them were both extremely happy, probably to the point that it would make others sick. That told him it was true happiness. After it was sizzling and smelling delicious, he left the kitchen once more, knowing it would be a few minutes before he had to tend to the food.

Sam's intention was going to be to wait on the newcomers in the booth, the young girl with the air of innocence, and the male with no innocence about him at all. However, he decided to stop and take Jo's order, since he figured she already knew what she wanted. The pack were all frequent diner patrons, and all knew the menu almost by heart. He leaned on the counter across from her, grabbing a note pad from under the counter so he could write her order down. He didn't exactly have the greatest memory, and knew he'd catch hell if anything was messed up.

"What can I get you for breakfast, Jo?" he asked, pen ready to write. Before she could answer, he was shoved rather forcefully from behind. It could only mean one thing. Axel had finally arrived. "Mornin', Sammy," the Alpha said as he walked past, turning back to give him a wide, toothy grin. His hair was unruly at best, and his clothes looked oddly familiar from the night before. He decided to not acknowledge the nickname, since Sammy seemed like a name for a 9-year old boy. "You look like shit!" he called to his friend and leader, a grin on his face as well. He turned back to Jo. "Your order?"

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Sara looked up at Sam. She hated acting like this towards her pack. She long to go back to them, and yet couldn't bring herself to doing so.

"You should think about staying, though. I know Caroline would really like to talk to you. You should go say hi." Sam said to her, before looking away. Sara opened her mouth to object, but before she could Sam, interjected, "Just think about it while I go take orders and get your food ready." before smiling and walking away. Sara sighed, and gnawed at her bottom lip before deciding that talking to Caroline wouldn't hurt too much. She had been like a sister to Sara... Sister... Sara frowned, her mind making the connection of the word to her deceased sister. She shook her head, eyes downcast as she stood up, slowly and approached Caroline, and sat beside her.

"Hey.." she murmured, almost awkwardly, "How.. How've you been doing..?" she murmured, finally looking up to meet Caroline's gaze, only to go wide eyed and have her gaze drop again when Axel entered the room.

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Jo smiled up at Sam as he poured her the usual cup of coffee and slid her a menu. He knew that she didn't really need a menu, she had a habit of getting the same exact thing every day. As she began to tell him what she wanted, he broke in before she could even utter a syllable. "I'll be right back, I've got to get an order started. Think about what you want," an with that, he hurried off to the kitchen to make Sara's order. She waited patiently listening to the conversations going on around her, not really partaking in one. She peered around and can just make out Sam in the kitchen. His gaze wasn't on his work, but on Caroline and she felt a ping of jealousy. Not for his intense love for her persay but the love in general. She wished that she could find someone to love as much as he loved Caroline. Most of her pack believed that she wouldn't date a werewolf, but she wasn't totally against the idea. It just so happened that many of the pack were rigid and wouldn't stray from the rules, with obvious exceptions of course.

Turning her gaze back to her coffee, she sighed and stirred it in a bored fashion, adding a bit of sugar. After a few minutes, Sam came back out ready to take her order. Before she could say what she wanted, Axel came up behind Sam and shoved him. "Good morning, Axel. You know you've got really horrible service here." she said winking and turning back to Sam. "I would love some blueberry waffles please." She said, grinning as she slid the menu back to him.

As Sam went to get her order ready as well as others, she turned around in her barstool. It was then that Lassiter took that time to answer. She turned back around so she could listen to him properly. "Good morning Jo- glad to see you can grace a lowly fellow like myself with your radiant being. Oh however shall be able to honor your properly." Of course she assumed his response would be sarcastic. It always was. "Maybe I shall relish you with an entertaining story about how I was accosted by a lady off of her meds- and she damaged my beautiful face with a porcelain figurine." She laughed as she noticed his bandage sticking prominently on his forehead. "I know what you are thinking: no not his pretty face. But worry not- it shall be fine with some ace bandages and Neosporin." "A shame, it would have mad quite a pretty scar." She responded. “So how was your morning- hopefully less eventful?” He said after taking a sip of coffee. "Mine was not nearly as entertaining as yours. If only I too could have such an exciting job as yours. Alas, I am but a librarian. That is the most boring of boring jobs." She said, turning back around to watch the other patrons.

Axel and Sam flitted here and there, taking orders and making them. That however wasn't the most interesting people that day. Her gaze rested on the trio in a booth. They didn't quite seem to fit together with the young girl and the man she knew was a player. And then there was the bigger man who had just lit up a cigarette. He was the Bellingstone sheriff. Why he was sitting with the other two was anybodies guess. She glanced back to Caroline, Sara, and Lassiter and then to Axel she gave a small nod, nearly imperceptible to the human eye signaling that she wanted to speak with him privately.

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Seb shot Alarick an obviously feigned smile before blowing a stream of smoke off to the side. "My day just isn't the same without seeing your ugly mug, sweetheart," he shot back. Sebastian leaned back against the booth and picked up a menu to glance over it. It was then, it seemed, that he realized he had not eaten since yesterday afternoon. By now, the hunger pangs in his stomach were bugging him and the smell of food from the kitchen didn't make anything better. As Alarick opened his mouth again to speak, Seb leaned forward and pulled the cigarette out of his mouth.

"See the brunette up there- the one besides the EMT- happen to know who she is? I’m considering asking her out. I wonder if all her friends would mind." Sebastian's face basically lit up like a child's on Christmas. Both he and Alarick had the same suspicions...so, there must be something going on at least. It couldn't be a coincidence, right? Regardless, a third opinion couldn't really hurt, right? Seb leaned back again and closed the menu, having decided upon what he wanted.

"You don't stand a chance, buddy," he said, still grinning. "They'd rip you to shreds." He hoped this subliminal message of his would reach Alarick the same way the latter's message had reached him. They'd both seen the sights of werewolf attacks. Although they weren't very common on humans, they were on animals and they certainly weren't a sight for the weak of stomach. As Annelise spoke again, Seb raised an eyebrow and looked back at Alarick. "Is there something else?" Before Alarick could answer, a figure approached the booth and Sebastian fell silent, the cigarette still between his lips.




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Axel rolled his eyes dramatically as he kept walking, still watching Sam. "Gee, thanks," he replied, laughing quickly. "Glad to see you too, Sammy. You're just a bundle of joy as always today, aren't you?" His voice was filled with a fake, teasing sarcasm that the alpha was quite guilty of using on many occasions, even those that should have been serious. Jo also greeted him and so he looked at her too, smirking.

"Mornin' Jo." he replied, stopping and leaning against an empty table a few yards away from her. At her jest about the service, he shrugged and pointed toward Sam. "Well, it's certainly not me that's the problem." If Sam were to look back at Axel, he'd see a quick, cheeky grin before the alpha turned to look around the place. A quick glance around the diner showed him that there was one table that appeared to have been completely untouched by Sam yet. However, he still hurried off to a few more tables first where some roadtrippers had settled down. With a handful of orders in his hands, he hurried back tot he counter and placed them down, looking to fill them when he had finished the orders. While walking towards the counter, though, Jo quickly nodded to him. He understood the signal but held up an index finger and replied in broken, poor Spanish: "Uno momento, por favor."

With the other tables taken care of, he walked over and planted himself at the head of the booth he'd viewed at first, flashing a quick smile at the lot. They were an odd little group that consisted of a young girl, a man who seemed too cocky for his own good, and non-other-than Bellingstone's sheriff. Axel nearly greeted the man courteously...until he saw the cigarette between his lips.

"Sorry, sir," he began, gesturing to the cigarette. "No smoking in the diner." The sheriff raised his brow high as if surprised by this. Of course, he couldn't be though, considering he was the sheriff.

"Really? That's unfortunate," he replied in a tone both monotonous and a bit annoyed. The man pulled his cigarette out from between his lips and tossed it on to the tile floor, crushing it beneath his boot. Axel clenched his jaw slightly, fighting back every urge to roll his eyes.

"What can I get for you all?" he asked forcefully, fighting to keep his tone even and genuine. The sheriff looked down at the menu front as if that might tell him what he wanted before looking Axel in the eye.

"Ham and cheese omelette," he replied, handing the menu to Axel. He paused for a moment and then smirked slightly. "That brunette up there is quite attractive...mind telling me her name?" An urge to yell at the man for being disrespectful and then asking about Jo came over Axel and he dug his fingers into the menu to keep himself from doing so.

"No can do, Sheriff," he said tersely. "We don't just give out the names of others here..." The sheriff nodded and turned back to face the other man at the table, grinning subtly. "So, uh, what can I get the rest of you?"

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Annelise cringed at the tension in the air, rigid as she sat squished between Sebastian and the window. She didn't like the behavior between the two, she didn't need one of the few people she had left to be murdered by some stupid wolf, it happened before already. In fact, she didn't like being in the diner at all, the only reason she wasn't having a panic attack was because of Sebastian and Alarick. Looking up, she handed her menu to Axel. "French toast." She muttered, monotonous as she retracted her hand quickly and went back to her hunched over position. She sighed and chewed her fingernails anxiously, tapping her feet to the beat of a song in her head.

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The sheer fury that was escaping Derek's every pore, now tangible in the air, had pooled entirely to the expression on his face. His icy blue eyes shone like beacons in the defensive sort of rage that came with being in the presence of not one, but two vampires and an unknown wolf. A low growl erupted from his chest and he proceeded to back away from the three strangers with teeth barred. "Have you all completely gone mad? I'll have nothing to do with you fangers or the pack. Back. Off. Or. Else." He ground out, tone dangerously wolfish, and his gaze as threatening as a loaded, level gun. Derek walked backward for a few paces before turning and retreating as calmy as possible down the street to a small diner. He silently hoped allowing time for the supernatural gathering on the sidewalk to disperse would prove wise, he could purchase a bottled water to rehydrate, and most importantly wouldn't be resigned to ripping the heads off of some evil undead in front of a street full of people.

Derek's pale skin almost glowed in the bath of floresent light that fell upon him as he entered the eatery. Obsidian scruff and a wash of dewy sweat beads across his cheeks contrasted beautifully against that skin. His gaze hardened as he regarded the patrons in the room, now feigning a smile where his lips had been drawn down at the corners in reaction to the number of Werewolves present. What had he gotten himself into?

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"Good morning, Axel. You know you've got really horrible service here." Jo said towards Axel. A wink followed and she turned back towards Sam. He waited and rolled his eyes when he was sure Jo was looking at him. She ignored his exaggerated eye roll, and gave him her order of blueberry waffles. So typical for her. He should have known. She grinned, and he playfully grabbed the menu from her. "You'll be lucky if I don't spit in those waffles of yours..." he said deviously, then turned and left her behind, placing the menu back in the holder with all the rest. He looked over towards Caroline, and thankfully saw that Sara had taken his advice and decided to go chat with her old friend. The sight made him smile, because he knew Caroline would be thrilled. He made a mental note to ask her for some 'gratitude' later. Now he was really looking forward to tonight.

As he walked past Lassiter, the man made another of his seriously lame jests. “So what does it take to get service around here? Do I have to show you my breasts?” Sam just stared at him, a smile not appearing on his lips. Like he would give the Delta that kind of satisfaction. He ripped the top page off of his pad, with Jo's order on it, and tossed the rest of the pad in front of Lassiter on the counter. "Keep your breasts in your training bra, Lassiter. If you have so many complaints, you can help out yourself." He raised an eyebrow at the man, and began walking away, mentally blocking out any rebuttal the jester would come up with. He made his way back to the kitchen, where Sara's chicken fried steak was cooking nicely. He began preparing Jo's waffles, humming softly to himself as he worked.

Sam's thoughts drifted as he worked, since cooking had become second nature to him, and he didn't need to focus on his work. He was grateful that he had Caroline, because she certainly didn't deserve to be stuck with her fellow Delta mate. She was so kind and pure-hearted, and Lassiter was anything but. However, he needed to calm his angry feelings toward the male. He had nothing to be upset about. He had Caroline, and he wasn't worried about Lassiter stealing her away. He figured once the food was ready he would go out and finally take the Delta's order. Sam wasn't that kind of man, and he told himself he would control his anger around Lassiter. Regardless of how many sarcastic comments the wolf made.

His thoughts moved on to tonight. He would keep his promise and go visit Caroline at the bar. Depending on who was there, he could either openly flirt with her, or he would have to resolve to watching her from afar. He obviously preferred the first option, but he wasn't ready to publicly announce their relationship. It wasn't as if he thought Axel would kick him out of the pack, but he was afraid of losing his rank. And most importantly, the trust of his best friend. Axel was attempting to make it work with the Alpha female, Leanna, who was a real sweetheart. What would his friend think if Sam wasn't willing to do the same? He pushed that thought out, not wanting to ruin the day with negative thoughts. He decided instead to think of what he and Caroline would do after the bar. Hopefully she would come to his place, or let him come over to hers. Thinking of it brought a smile to his face.

The waffles were finished, and he placed the three on a plate and applied a healthy amount of blueberries on the top, as well as some whipped cream. He finished Sara's country fried steak, and placed it in a Styrofoam container so she could take it with her. He exited the kitchen, and placed the plate down in front of Jo, carrying the container over towards Caroline. He stopped in front of her, noticing that Sara was now missing. He placed it down on the counter, and looked at Care. "Where'd she go?" he asked, a confused look on his face. While waiting for a response from his love, he looked over towards Lassiter and smiled. "Alright, I guess it's finally your turn. What can I get for you?"

Sam looked around to notice at least two more patrons had entered the diner. One of them had very long blonde hair, and looked very feminine, while the other was anything but. He knew the latter was a wolf, just like Sam, but he wasn't part of there pack, and never had been. The guy was prone to anger and always seemed to be in a bad mood. He was one to keep an eye on, because he was unpredictable. It was extremely busy this morning. Axel was still stuck at the table with the the two men and younger female. If he was still there when Lassiter decided to order, Sam would go ahead and try to help both of the new men.

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Caroline watched as Sara's demeanour went from slightly forth-coming to one of utter fear, her eyes wide, the brunette looked as if she was a deer caught in headlight as she stared off to a space behind Caroline. Turning her head slightly, Caro followed Sara's line of vision and her blue hues quickly fell upon the booth, filled with the girl who worked in the comic book store, someone she vaguely recognised from around town and the bar and finally none other than one of Bellingstone's officers; turning back to Sara, she stared at her friend with a confused expression "sweetie what's-" she began only to be swiftly cut off "I-I'm going to be late for work...tell Sam I had to go."

Rising swiftly from her chair "Wait...Sara" she called after her friend who practically ran out of the diner, something had spooked her, that much was certain and if her suspicions were correct it had something to do with the inhabitants of the booth in the corner. Frowning she dropped back onto her stool, running a frustrated hand through her hair, she had been so close to a breakthrough with Sara and now it was gone again, groaning in frustration, she shook her blonde head, tempted to throw her hands up in the in defeat, but she concluded that would be a little bit over-dramatic. God knows when Sara would muster the courage to come back to the diner.

[b]"Where'd she go?"
came Sam's gruff voice, to which she simply shrugged "I don't know" Caroline sounded exasperated, she had come so close to gaining her friend back and just like that she was gone again, retreating back into her own abyss. Caro sighed heavily, her discontent about the situation being made publicly known. "Something scared her" she mumbled her gaze still fixed to the door.

Turning back to her friends...and secret boyfriend, Caroline offered them a small smile before standing up, grabbing her bag; digging around she pulled out her purse and put a few dollars down on the counter, enough to cover her breakfast and Sara's unused steak. "I gotta get going...the bar ain't gonna open itself" she stated quickly, taking the last sip of her coffee "Sam, breakfast was delicious as usual" she smiled, resisting the urge to kiss him goodbye...they couldn't do that in public; however difficult it was, but still they would have to have a conversation about their relationship soon, for Caroline, she was in this for the long run and she doubted they could hide it forever, no matter how hard they tried or rather Sam tried.

Placing her hand on Lassiter's shoulder in a friendly gesture, she remembered his earlier question "oh and Lassie, I shall see you tomorrow" she smiled, in confirmation to his question "see you later Jo" she chirped in to the brunette next to Lassiter. With one last look towards Sam, Caroline smiled secretively, looking forward to the night they would spend together, plans already whirling through the pretty blondes head. On her way out, she tapped Axel on the shoulder in passing, offering him a friendly smile "see you later Ax" she said in passing,placing a quick kiss onto his cheek as she usually did, glancing at the table he was serving, suspicions still rife within her, which one of these people made Sara change so suddenly? Offering the table a quick smile before exiting with her suspicions, as she walked through the door she passed a dark haired man on his way in "morning" she greeted in passing.

Once back out in the glorious sunshine, Caroline quickly pulled out her cell and typed a quick message to Sam, which simply read, 'Love you baby.' before shoving it back into her back as she made the short walk to her bar. She crossed the street and towards the building with 'Caro's' scrawled upon the sign. Pulling the keys from her bag, she quickly opened the door and walked inside, immediately flipping the light switch, dumping her bag in her small office, she then moved through to the main room, turning on the TV that was usually reserved for sports, onto the music channel, so she could have a little entertainment whilst she worked.

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Alarick smirked wildly at Annelise’s comment. “Ah yes.” With that he brought his digits to the zipper on his jacket and slowly slid it down to reveal the pale grey shirt with the glittery emblazoned ‘Princess’ underneath a low sweeping neck. One could get an eyeful of his well sculpted chest but honestly he lost any sort of allure with the sparkling words underneath them. “I do believe she means to say that I am a damn Princess.” He paused for a moment as he zipped his jacket back up- seeming almost distraught at Sebastian’s next words, “and really-? You think-? I am a lot tougher than I look but they do look like they have a nasty set of fangs on them.” He offered his bright smile with his flat canines and glittering eyes. He couldn’t say the same of the man that approached them though, and Alarick let his smile fade into a look of just the usual morning pleasantries.

“Sebastian be nice,” Alarick chastised somewhat playfully before he turned to the waiter. “You will have to excuse the Sheriff he is not a morning person- or a day person, or a night person for that matter.” While it seemed as if Alarick was undermining his superior- all he was doing was attempting to drum up pleasant conversation in an attempt to soften up an edge in Sebastian’s mannerisms. While he was assured that the sheriff could get in the diner at any time just by flashing a knowing smile and a badge- Alarick wished to return un-harassed.
Yet their waiter’s lack of response in regards to the female at the counter near about made the half-Italian grin in his most Cheshire manner. Those words practically screamed: ‘I werewolf all the werewolf with the other werewolves in the werewolf werewolf.’ Yet Alarick just shrugged. Apparently he would have to do this the hard way, and to be honest- sometimes the hard way was the most fun. Either way he offered his eyes back to the menu for a moment before speaking. “I would like an egg over easy with a side of bacon. You only live once might as well enjoy the wonderful gift called: cho-les-ter-ol. Molto delizios. And some cranberry juice if you have it- if not water works fine.”

Alarick’s eyes inevitably flicked over to notice the steady stream of patrons entering the establishment and found his lips pursing a bit as a notable face crossed the threshold. Yet he said nothing, and instead just closed his menu and set it rather flatly against the table.


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Derek could tell from just standing in their presence which of the patrons were wolves. He was so attuned to Were's, from growing up in a pack, from spending all of his days since infancy surrounded by the beasts; that when they were around his body automatically fixed to their scent, sound of their heartbeat, and other familiar noises like low growls rumbling in their chest. Some of the pack took notice of his entrance, their gaze was what one referred to as heavy. Every time one of them looked, Derek could feel it. Feel it on his skin, in his bones.

He made a move to find an unoccupied seat so he could order his water and leave as quickly as was socially acceptable. His face was still plastered with a pleasant smile, but his icy eyes were borderline feral. He chose a small table rested close to the entrance, and sat with his back facing the wall so he could keep constant surveillance on the room and make a quick escape if things went south. Derek’s hackles bristled and his fingers curled to hide the claws that grew from his nail beds, it was just a part of his Alpha personality to be on edge around the strange wolves, around the another Alpha. His gaze immediately found Axel. He had never met the wolf before and he wasn't sure he wanted to.

When Derek had moved to Bellingstone, he had assumed he might have to seek the permission of the local Alpha to take up residence, but he never sought him out. It went against his every instinct, every fiber of his being. Derek was raised to be an Alpha, next in line to supersede his father before his pack was murdered. The mere idea sent his upper lip above his sharpened fang into a snarled expression of sorts.

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Axel glanced at Annelise as she spoke, her voice sounding forced and a bit uneasy as she handed him the menu. He nodded, acknowledging her order, and wedged the menus of Sebastian and Annelise under his left armpit while he scribbled on to his notepad with his right hand, recording what she had asked for. The alpha male then turned his gaze to Alarick, pen pressed against the paper he held with one eyebrow cocked as if silently urging him to speak. He didn't have all day, of course. The sound of the door opening piqued his interest and he swung his head around to view a young male entering. His scent was obviously that of a werewolf but, with great effort, he managed to keep himself composed as his inner wolf seemed to command him to investigate. As he continued watching, he felt a gentle hand against his shoulder. Axel swiveled his head quickly to catch a glimpse of Caro as she shot him a bright, cheerful smile and placed a quick, friendly kiss against his cheek.

"See you later, Ax."

"See you, too, Caro," he replied, nudging his shoulder gently against hers in the friendliest way possible, seeing as he really had no other way to say goodbye.

"Sebastian, be nice," said a voice as the other man at the table pipped up, apparently responding to the other man's comments and actions. He turned to face Axel, then, and gave a quick little apology to which Axel smiled and shrugged a shoulder.

"I've dealt with worse," he said simply, shooting the briefest of glares at Sebastian in a way that seemed nearly childish. The man, Sebastian, on the other hand seemed rigid and expressionless as he looked down at the tabletop and pressed his tongue against his cheek. The second man looked at his menu again and then spoke.

"I would like an egg over easy with a side of bacon. You only live once might as well enjoy the wonderful gift called: cho-les-ter-ol. Molto delizios. And some cranberry juice if you have it- if not water works fine." Axel watched as the man's eyes moved toward the door and then back at the menu, which he placed against the table. Slowly, the alpha reached over to grab the menu and tucked it under his arm with the other two, still smiling slightly while giving a quick laugh at the man's comment.

"Can't argue with that," he joked. In fact, bacon sounded absolutely wonderful at that point, having neglected to grab any sort of breakfast before leaving his home. Maybe he'd have to cook some up for himself. Regardless, he scribbled down the dark haired man's order and started toward the kitchen, dropping off the menus by the door first.

From the kitchen, as he cracked a few eggs over a pan with ease, Axel could see the man from the door slowly taking a seat in a stiff, awkward manner that obviously conveyed uneasiness and worry. There was no doubt in Axel's mind that this man was a werewolf, just as he was. The mannerisms, the uneasiness, everything just added up. A snarl formed on the man's lips as Axel walked out from the kitchen to run by Jo's spot, wondering what on Earth she had meant to tell him. As he approached her seat, he leaned against the surface in front of her and smiled quickly. "What's up?"

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As Leanna turned over, sleep gradually left her and her conscious mind begun to engage. Through the edges of the curtains where they had not been properly drawn, light streamed into the room, casting little chinks of golden sunshine onto the carpet. As sad as Leanna was to see the departure of winter and the thaw of the icy lake, summer was also lovely too. It felt fresh, and the year's first flush of sun always seemed to leave the people of the town in a slightly better mood than in the icy winter. Although, with the current state of relations between the werewolves, vampires and hunters, Leanna knew it would take a lot more than a little good weather to thaw that hatred.

As soon as Leanna was properly awake, the first thing she became aware of was the ominous empty feeling of the house. She knew, without even checking, that Axel had already left. There was something that hung in the air when the house was empty. It was utterly silent, but that wasn't the only thing that caused the feeling. There was something almost tangible, but not quite, that left Leanna knowing she was alone. Axel had obviously decided to let her sleep instead of waking her, which she supposed she appreciated. But it only made the gap between them all the more evident in her mind. In public, she and Axel were expected to remain a strong, figurehead like veneer for the rest of the pack, which involved presenting the front that their relationship was flawless, and that they were just on the cusp of wedding bells, followed by pups. In public, she would comfortably stand by his side, kiss him, hold his hand, for that was what was expected of them. But at home, in private, where no one could see them, that pretence was stripped away. They were no longer performing for anybody, and whatever they said or did was not an act but the truth. If she kissed him, she was showing genuine affection for him rather than just doing her duty. And she'd... She'd made that mistake before. She'd lost sight of what she needed to do for the good of the pack in favour of love. And their Alpha had left, because she couldn't make him stay. She'd got caught up in loving Albrecht, Axel's brother. She'd become complacent and comfortable in their relationship. She'd forgotten her purpose, and he'd left. That had been a mistake on her part. A mistake she wasn't willing to make again.

With uncomfortable, reminiscent thoughts on her mind, Leanna realised she could no longer hope to go back to sleep. Her shift at the diner wasn't until a little later, but she wasn't going to just spend the whole day at home. She needed to get up anyway, her presence within town was expected. She pulled the duvet back and sat up on the edge of the bed before getting to her feet. She gently padded through to the kitchen, dropping a slice of toast into the toaster for her breakfast. She could always eat at the diner, but she saw little point in making Axel any more busy than he, undoubtedly, already was. He was a wonderful cook, which caused his diner to quickly become one of the town's most popular venues, all species' lured there by the promise of good. Though even Leanna's toast would come up as substandard in comparison to his, she was sure it would suffice in preference to creating more work for the busy Alpha male.

The toast quickly popped up and she buttered it straight away, so the butter melted on the warm surface. When she was finished with breakfast, she moved to the bathroom to wash. She had had a shower just the evening before, but she always liked to begin the morning fresh and clean. She switched the shower on, allowing it to heat up before stripping off and stepping in. But to her utter shock, the water was still icy cold. She leapt back from the freezing stream of liquid, startled from her fairly lazy morning, that had allowed her to remain in a sleepy haze. She stepped out of the shower, shuddering with cold, pulling a warm towel around her. A couple of minutes later, she checked the water with her hand once more, but it was still running on cold, even though it was set to the warmest setting. Evidently, there was something wrong with the heating system in the house, although she wouldn't have the slightest idea where to begin in fixing. Besides, the house wasn't even really hers. Evidently, she wasn't going to be able to avoid her place of work that morning. She would have to visit the diner to let Axel know something needed to be done.

With a sigh, Leanna gave up on the prospect of a nice, fresh shower. She dried herself off, putting on a fairly usual outfit for her and fixing her hair. Soon, she was ready to leave the house. She locked the door behind her, making her way down the sidewalk towards the diner. But she stopped at the sight of Derek Hale storming away from Sara Jay and a woman Leanna vaguely recognised but didn't know. She watched the woman get closer to Sara, exchanging a few bitter words before marching away herself, but not before throwing another insult backwards towards Sara. Leanna could've easily walked on by. She had somewhere she did want to be, but even though Sara wasn't a member of the pack any more, she had been. Leanna would've said she'd known Sara relatively well, before what had happened with her family, before she'd left the pack. And Leanna still felt a sense of family ties that most packs had. That was something just leaving couldn't bring and end to. Sara looked angry and shaken, and upset. Leanna hadn't spoken with her much in a while, and she couldn't just leave her stood here. So she carefully approached Sara where she stood alone on the sidewalk.

"Sara?" she said gently, as not to startle the girl. "Is everything alright, sweetheart?"

The affectionate term simply slipped out without thought, and she suddenly felt stupid and inappropriate for using it, now Sara had made it obvious she didn't want to be a member of the pack. But Leanna was a naturally caring woman. She acted as a mother, of sorts, to the rest of the pack. She was always protective of them, and saw it as a personal failure on her part if anything happened to them. Leanna wasn't the type to ignore Leanna when she looked upset, and she looked as if she needed some kind of affection, even if it wasn't the pack's support she wanted.

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There suddenly seemed to be a thousand pairs of eyes on Sebastian, all boring into him like piercing daggers. He clasped his hands together and clenched them tightly until his knuckles turned almost white. A brief glimpse up showed him that this man, Axel, as the patrons at the diner seemed to call him, was glaring fiercely at him. Seb lowered his gaze again and looked to the tabletop, pressing his tongue against his cheek as the others ordered. It took quite a lot of effort to keep himself from lashing out at the werewolf. Hell, he could have easily taken him down then and there. As if for safety measures, his hand reached down and brushed against his pistol, loaded already with a clip of silver bullets. Finally, Axel picked up the menus and moved away to the kitchen.

Sebastian looked up, then around at the others in the diner, his gaze piercing and analytical. The closeness of the patrons at the diner was almost sickeningly sweet. He'd learned, from a young age, to never put that much trust in another person. The only person you needed to trust was yourself. That was all that mattered. Reluctantly, he moved the hand from his gun and placed it on top of the table with his other hand. As he tapped his ten digits against the surface, he looked up at Alarick and laughed quickly.

"Well, I always knew you were the more feminine of the group," he chided, commenting on the shirt worn beneath Alarick's jacket. In response to the comment he made in the werewolves, Seb glanced around quickly and added in an undertone: "they'd probably rip your throat out." His fingers stopped tapping against the table in agitation for a few moments as he turned to Annelise and looked down at her, hunched over and chewing at her nails. His brow furrowed slightly and then he raised one eyebrow. "Are you alright?" he asked suddenly.

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As Jo set her syrup-laden fork on her now empty plate, she gave a contented sigh. She considered this the perfect way to start any day. Just give her a plateful of blueberry waffles and a sunny day and she was set.

She glanced back over to the table where the strange trio was sitting. The girl there was noticeably nervous, the anxiousness practically radiating in her scent. Wrinkling her nose at the rotten smelling stench, Jo turned her attention back to her coffee that was becoming quite cold.. She was still waiting to speak with Axel, but the diner was becoming increasingly crowded. She thought now would not be the best time to hold a private conversation with him. Axel was becoming to busy to deal with her concerns, no matter how important they might be.

She glanced to her left at the counter, but was rather surprised to find that all her counter companions had gone. She must have been in very deep thought to not notice their departure.

Peering down at her watch, she saw the time read 8:45 AM. She rose quickly, realizing that she was going to be late opening the library. Though there wasn't much business there, she still had a few bibliophiles who would be upset if she wasn't open on time.

As she was rising from her seat, Axel stopped on his way back to tending other customers. Leaning against the counter, he asked "What's up?" Grabbing her wallet and a small sheet of paper from her purse, she turned to face him. Leaning over the paper, she wrote in a hastened cursive,
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Slipping him the money for her food and the note, she gave him a somewhat strained smile and exited the diner. Slipping into her car, she started and drove the two short blocks to the library. After unlocking the front door of the library, she switched on all the lights, and breathed in deeply. The smell of a paper was one of the best scents she had ever encountered. She went behind the counter and flipped on the computer terminals. All that was left to do was turn the sign from "Closed" to "Open". Switching the ancient sign around, she took her place in the back office, flipping through pages of an older book, waiting for the significant "ding" that announced she had a customer.

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Leanna watched Sara blink viciously, as though she was trying to hold back an onslaught of tears. Her chest heaved slightly as she dragged in ragged, shaky breaths. Suddenly, Leanna wondered if speaking with the broken women had been such a good idea. Sara didn't seem especially pleased to see her, and she had voluntarily left the pack, which was a clear indication that she didn't want her problems to be their business. But Sara couldn't have simply walked on. Not past a woman who had once been family, so to speak. It just wasn't in Leanna's nature.

"O-oh.. Hey Leanna..." the wolf responded. But she sounded anything but fine. Her voice was forced and she was smiling as though it were painted on her face. "I-I... I'm fine... I was just heading to work."

Leanna nodded uncomfortably, returning the smile with a more genuine one of her own. "Well then, I don't want to keep you," she told Sara earnestly.

She glanced down the street momentarily in the direction the vampire had scurried off in, wondering if she should ask after the argument and make sure the vampire had no intention of coming back and hurting any of the wolves. But looking at Sara, Leanna concluded that maybe it was best just to let woman get on with her day. Telling Leanna that she was headed to work was a fairly clear sign that she didn't particularly want to talk. But she couldn't just leave it like that.

"But," she added, reaching out a hand to place it on Sara's shoulder in a motherly gesture, "If there's anything you need, the pack and I are always here for you," she finished gently with a slightly sad smile. Then she let her hand drop from Sara's shoulder back to her side and she continued her way towards the diner with the intention of finding Axel, as she had originally set out to do.

Leanna walked the short distance between her original position to where the diner was situated and made her way in. The diner was particularly busy on this relatively early Sunday morning. It was full of people enjoying their breakfasts, conversing and just generally spending time in the bustling environment of the diner. But Leanna quickly picked out Axel. With his large, well built frame and shock of dark hair, he was instantly recognisable to Leanna. Besides, she was plenty familiar with him after five years 'together'. He was leaning against the counter by an empty seat, in his hand he held a slip of paper and some money, which Leanna simply dismissed.

She approached him, taking up the recently vacated seat. "Morning," she smiled to him.

For a moment, she toyed with the idea of a more intimate greeting, and concluded it was probably best, based on how busy the diner was. She quickly leant in, pressing a light peck to his lips before pulling away almost instantly. It appeared an easy gesture, founded in the fact that she was completely comfortable in their relationship and everything was going perfectly. In her head, it was duty, but in other ways, she also needed to feel that she was doing the right thing.

"I just came to let you know, there's a problem with the hot water in the house..." she told him, playing with the clasp on her bracelet, as she usually did, out of habit.

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Axel had honestly been hoping for just a few quick words so he could be on his way. Instead, Jo seemed to decide it would be best to write out her response. He sighed softly, hardly noticeable, as she pulled out the paper and scribbled down some words. Did all book-fanatics (or whatever the hell they were called) have to write everything? Regardless, he kept his mouth shut as she placed money and the note into his palm, hardened from years of running through the trees in his wolf form. AJ shot a quick, equally strained smile at Jo as she pushed the door open.

"See you later, Jo," he called, walking to the cash register to put the money in it and then close it up. Swiftly, almost to the point where he ripped the slip of paper, Axel opened the note up and read the words printed in quick, neat cursive. Had the situation been different, he might have actually appreciated her attractive handwriting. "Not safe to discuss here. Swing by the library later. I am sure you know what this is about." Axel groaned softly, rolling his eyes. Library? How about no. He didn't have anything against books, per say. It was more of an aversion to schools and learning. Learning always seemed to remind him of school and, in turn, college or Albrecht. His upper lip lifted slightly in a snarl as he thought of his cowardly big brother. It still upset him that Albrecht had thought it okay to skip town and attend college, leaving Axel stuck in Bellingstone. Sometimes, he wondered what had happened to his big brother...had things worked out for him?

Axel shoved the note into his pocket and reentered the kitchen, working on the order for the trio he'd just waited on. The French toast was easily made and set aside as he cracked a few eggs in a bowl for the omelette. Eventually, with all of the orders filled, he piled them on to a tray and carried them out to the counter to fill glasses with their requested drinks. As he picked the tray up off of the counter, he heard the ring of the door opening it. Through it walked Leanna. Axel leaned back against the counter near the spot Jo had just left, placing the tray down again as his "mate" approached. She sat down and smiled lightly, exposed her bright, white teeth.

"Morning," she greeted. An awkward moment of silence elapsed before Leanna leaned in and kissed his lips swiftly, basically just brushing their lips together. Axel returned the smile and pressed his lips to hers when she kissed them, a bit upset she had pulled away so quickly. It was so difficult having a woman in his life who he was expected to love and who wasn't falling head-over-heels for him. He pushed the thought from his mind, however.

"Morning, Lea," he replied, running a hand through his hair quickly.

"I just came to let you know, there's a problem with the hot water in the house..." she said, toying with the bracelet on her wrist. Axel groaned and rolled his eyes.

"Crap..." he muttered, sighing. "The plumbing in that house is so dated...I'm about ready to get the entire place just updated." This certainly wasn't the first of their problems with the house. The water had come in dirty and uncleaned a few months ago, the gas stove hadn't turned on a few weeks ago, and some shingles were slowly coming loose on the roof. He'd like nothing more than to tear the entire thing down and rebuild it, but somehow that felt wrong and against the wishes of his ancestors. Tradition was the only thing keeping him from contacting a demolition crew. "...I'll get on it tonight after work, okay?" He wasn't the best plumber, and he knew that, but he certainly wasn't paying some man to come out and fix what he'd probably be able to look up or figure out himself.

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Axel had returned her greeting with, "Morning, Lea."

It was simple and familiar. But seemed to be the problem with them, she supposed. It wasn't that they hated each other. No, not at all. She truly did care for Axel and would've been devastated if anything were to happen to him. But she simply couldn't bring herself to love him. She imagined, if she let herself go and tried to push the relationship forward, she could love him. But she wasn't sure she could. That's why their greeting was so easy, yet intimacy so uncomfortable and even a little forced. But she was grateful that he returned the kiss with encouragement rather than resentment or coldness.

"Crap..." Axel muttered, in response to her news about the new problem with the house. She looked up at him, taking her eyes of her bracelet, but continuing to finger the catch absent-mindedly. "The plumbing in that house is so dated...I'm about ready to get the entire place just updated."

Leanna nodded, but shrugged slightly too, to let him know it didn't bother her too much. She her free hand to pull a lock of hair back behind her ear, out of the way. You would think that being the Alpha female would at least come with the perks of a nice, old family house that had been cared for and improved over the years, but apparently not. It wasn't that Leanna was complaining. Of course, it was irritating to be without warm water to wash in, but it was no disaster.

"...I'll get on it tonight after work, okay?"

Although... That could turn into a disaster. Axel was not terrible with plumbing. In fact, he seemed to be a lot better than most men these days. But, a few months back he thought he could fix the unclean water that was coming into the house; another fault in the house's seemingly endless list. It had been a mistake, not because he was incapable or incompetent, but just a mistake. However, a pipe had split while he was trying to 'fix' it, running a little river down their road, culminating in a small pond just before the park that some ducks had taken up residency in for a short while.

Leanna raised her eyebrows at him, the corners of her lips pulling into a playful smile. "Are you sure that's such a good idea?" she laughed, clearly making reference to his previous plumbing incident.

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Sam stared towards the door as Caroline made her exit. It made his spirits dampen slightly. She was always a bright light in his life when she was around. But, there was no use being sad. With their situation, he couldn't spend 24 hours with her like he wanted. He would see her later, there was no doubt about that. As he turned back to Lassiter, he realized that the Delta was leaving as well. “You know what- never mind- it looks like you are getting a bit busy. I’ll leave you to it. I’m sure I have a frozen waffle or two collecting snow in my freezer.” Sam raised an eyebrow in confusion, but just shrugged his shoulders and let Lassiter leave without a word. He honestly wasn't sad to see him leave the diner. Jo left promptly after that, and Sam took the time to clean up the dirty dishes that had been left behind.

After making sure the counter was spotless once more, he noticed that Leanna had entered the diner and stole Axel away from the patrons. He walked over to her, not really caring if he was interrupting their conversation. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and squeezed it lightly. "Good morning, Lea," he said with a smile. Looking between Axel and Lea, he honestly thought they were a good couple, although he knew it wasn't as perfect as they attempted to make it seem to the pack. Their relationship was the one reason he was afraid to tell Axel the truth about Caroline. He was really trying to make it work between him and Lea, and was doing his duty for the good of the pack. Sam had never really attempted with Jo. He could blame the entire situation on her, for before he even had a chance to try with her, she made her feelings painstakingly clear. She didn't want anything to do with him in the romantic sense. Although, it was more than just that. He didn't really want to either. And then he had fallen for Caroline, and never looked back.

He knew he would have to break it to Axel sooner rather than later. After all, Jo and Lassiter already knew, and it couldn't be kept a secret for long. Especially with Lassiter's mouth. And he would rather have Axel hear hit from his own mouth than someone else's. Sam also didn't want to keep it a secret. Without the secrecy, he could kiss Caroline openly in the diner, or her bar. He wouldn't have to sit across the room, pretending to have other business, while sneaking glances her way.

He brought himself to the present, and removed his arm from Lea's. "Now, Axel, be a gentleman and take this lovely woman's order," he said and gave Axel and punch in the shoulder as he walked away from the pair, giving them their privacy once more. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, and pulled it out, seeing Caroline's name pop up on the screen. 'Love you baby' it read, and he broke out in a grin. He quickly typed back to her. 'Missing me already?' He stuffed his phone back in his pocket, knowing she would respond rapidly. Her bar wasn't likely to have many customers at this hour.

He looked towards the door and noticed the dark haired man who had entered was sitting at a table, his back against the wall, surveying the room intently. He still hadn't been helped, and while Axel was busy with Leanna, Sam decided he'd help the man himself.

As he approached the table, his senses went on high alert. He didn't know exactly what it was about the man, but he didn't like what he felt. He was used to being in the presence of werewolves, so he knew the gentleman was a wolf when he got close. He didn't know how, but they could easily recognize each other. It was some kind of sixth sense they all had. This man wasn't in their pack, and before today he hadn't been aware that he even existed. That was strange, because ever wolf not in the Wolff pack was supposed to be known, and have permission to reside in the town. Of course, this guy didn't look like he followed the rules too often.

He almost looked crazed. He had a fake smile plastered on his face, but his blue eyes only held hostility. His lip was curled up into a snarl, and Sam wasn't surprised no one had wanted to approach this man. He wasn't afraid in the least, and confidently strode up to the table. He gave the man a smile, and pressed his pen to his pad of paper. "What can I get you this morning? Coffee, water, breakfast?"

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As Sam waited for the other werewolf to give his order, he began to feel uncomfortable in his presence. The man was so serious and overbearing, it was as if he had a force field around his table that repelled everyone. Sam shifted uneasily from foot to foot, his eyes travelling around the diner. The familiar ring of the bell made him swing his head to the door, as a local doctor entered the room. He was pretty sure her name was Demi, but he'd never really spoken a word to her. "Good morning," she called somewhat loudly, and instantly winced at her words. Seemed as if she realized how loud she actually was.

"Morning," he replied simply with a smile when she passed by and nodded at him. She walked on and sat at a corner booth. He saw the waitress had finally showed up to the diner, and was helping Demi immediately. "Bottled water," a voice said, and broke Sam's train of thought. He shook his head slightly, and brought it back to the man sitting before him. "Right away," Sam said, heading off to grab a bottle from the cooler. As he was in the back, his phone vibrated in his pocket again. He smiled, knowing exactly who it was. In the kitchen away from prying eyes, he pulled his phone out to see Caroline's name on the screen along with her message. 'So bad! How about pulling a sicky and come visit me earlier! ;)' He chuckled, shaking his head slightly, but typed a quick reply. 'Needy, needy! But I'll see what I can do.' He hit send, then returned the phone to his pocket.

He opened the large cooler that was filled with a variety of beverages, and grabbed a bottle of ice cold water. He walked out to the busy diner once more, and returned to the table. He placed the bottle of water in front of the man, and was about to walk away when he hesitated. He didn't know what it was. Maybe it was him looking out for his pack, or maybe it was just because he always tried to help people. "I'd watch yourself," he said softly to the man. "We are a very close pack around here, like family. You waltzing in here looking angry and threatening is only going to make it worse." He took a step away, but looked back once more. "Just be careful," he said, before heading back towards the kitchen. He hoped he hadn't made the situation worse, but he had only spoke for the good of everyone. He hoped the man realized that.

As he entered the kitchen, he saw a paper with an order on it. He quickly cooked it up, it was a simple order, just pancakes and bacon. It only took a few minutes before he was throwing the pancakes and bacon on a plate, and ringing the call bell to let everyone know the order was ready. No one appeared, and he peeked his head out to see that everyone was busy. He sighed, but grabbed the plate and delivered it to the correct table. Demi's table. He placed the plate in front of her, being careful to avoid the paperwork she had brought with her. "Enjoy," he told her with a smile, before walking off once more.

Glancing around, he noticed that while the diner was still busy, everyone had been helped, and things seemed to be under control. He approached Axel once more, and clapped him on the shoulder. "Hey boss, now that we have the extra help," he pointed to the waitress, "I'm going to take a break. Be back in a bit." He took a few steps, and turned his head around. "That means you're going to have to work," he said, before giving his Alpha a wink and heading out of the diner. He made the short walk to Caroline's bar, and entered.

Instantly, he went on alert. He smelled vampire. It was just a natural reaction to the different species. However, he wasn't like the rest of his pack. He wanted peace between everyone in the town. He made himself relax before walking to the bar, where Caro was behind the counter. He walked past the only two customers in the bar, who were both vampires, he realized, and walked straight for his girl. He picked her up and swung her around in a few circles, before setting her gently down. He leaned down and planted a soft kiss on her cheek. "You called, my lady, and here I am," he said with a smirk.

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Axel pulled out a rag from underneath the counter top to wipe down the top of the laminate. His hand moved quickly in small, circular motions, making the counter look a little bit cleaner than beforehand. In wasn't much, but he would hopefully have time to finish cleaning when the current wave of customers left. He set the rag down and looked up, catching a glimpse of Leanna smirking with her brow raised. AJ raised an eyebrow slightly, cocking his head to the side in a dog-like motion. Most werewolves seemed to carry some of their wolf movements and instincts into their human form but Axel seemed to do more so. He was known for his common head tilts and pulling up his lip slightly in a snarl-like movement when angered.

"What?" he asked, placing the rag under the counter before leaning on it with his elbows, hands clasped before his lips. Had he said something wrong?

"Are you sure that's such a good idea?" she asked, fighting back laughter until she had finished; then, she let out a laugh. Axel bit the corner of his lip, raising his other eyebrow in confusion. Of course, he didn't get what she was alluding to right away, even though it should have been obvious. He opened his mouth to question her before it hit him.

"Oh, ha ha, funny," he replied, rolling his eyes as he pointed at her and wiggled his finger slightly in a 'oh, you got me' sort of gesture. "That was one time, sweetheart. Besides, I'm not that hopeless." He smirked cheekily, still leaning on the counter. "You don't give me enough credit." Out of nowhere, it seemed, Sam walked up from behind Leanna and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, squeezing lightly. Axel slowly straightened up, as if Sam suddenly touching his mate and holding her close made him defensive, which it didn't...or did it? He couldn't tell anymore, really. Things were getting so out of hand.

"Good morning, Lea" he said to her, glancing between both Axel and Leanna. Axel watched his Beta closely, wondering what he could be thinking. After a few moments, he pulled his arm away from around Lea and looked at AJ again. "Now, Axel, be a gentleman and take this lovely woman's order." Axel rolled his eyes as Sam punched him lightly on the arm. In return, Axel nudged him playfully, laughing under his breath in a bit of a scoff.

"Yeah, yeah," he muttered, watching Sam move off and glance at his phone. Now, who could he be texting...? Well, that really didn't matter now. He looked back at Lea and pulled up the pad of paper again. "What can I get you, hon?" He flipped to a clean page and left it on the table as he moved around the space behind the counter, placing coffee to brew, making sure nothing needed to be refilled, and simply moving to make sure he wasn't wasting time. After a few minutes, Sam suddenly clapped Axel on the shoulder.

"Hey boss, now that we have the extra help, I'm going to take a break," he jerked a thumb toward the waitress who seemed to slowly move along. She'd really only been hired by Axel for the summer months, when he knew they'd be busy. But, at the rate she was moving around, it appeared she wouldn't really be too much help. He'd have to force some sense into her...but, maybe with her help he could work the kitchen the entire day. That'd be better than running around between tables, really. Axel turned to look at Sam and grinned.

"What happened to asking for a break, Sammy?" he chided, nudging Sam as he poured coffee into a mug for himself. "Yeah, go get your ugly mug out of here. You're ruining business." He laughed at his own chiding, shooting a cheeky smirk at his Beta.

"That means you're going to have to work!" said Sam as he started to walk off. Sam winked and Axel groaned softly in a dramatic way as he rolled his eyes.

"Who has time for work?" he joked, sipping the coffee slowly. The hot liquid just about burnt his tongue and he recoiled, spilling some coffee on to the tile floor as he set the mug down and hurriedly grabbed an ice cube from the dispenser, which he pressed to his tongue, hoping to reduce the swelling. Still pressing the ice cube to his tongue with the roof of his mouth, he walked back to Leanna and picked up the notepad to take her order.

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Leanna watched as Axel's expression contorted into one of confusion and she bit down on her lip. There was definitely an air of familiarity to their relationship that made teasing and joking acceptable, and they had plenty of shared memories that were inescapable. But Leanna did sometimes worry she'd pushed it too far, probably irrationally so, but this was one of those moments. But, then she saw it in his face as it hit him, and relaxed.

He rolled his eyes and mock scolded her, "Oh, ha ha, funny. That was one time, sweetheart. Besides, I'm not that hopeless." He smirked. "You don't give me enough credit."

Leanna giggled, previous worries forgotten. It wasn't that she was afraid of him, of even uncomfortable around him. She was just aware that their relationship hung on tenterhooks and to damage it may be irreparable, yet she would have no choice. She needed this to work. She couldn't fail the pack again. She was about to reply with something cheeky, but was stopped by an arm suddenly closing around her shoulders, squeezing lightly. She couldn't see the person next to her instantly, as they'd approached her from behind, and anyone else might have jumped. But Leanna could instantly smell that it was Sam and leant into his arm in a friendly fashion, turning her head slightly to smile at him. Out of the corner of her eye she saw AJ bristle and she quickly adjusted her position to be less affectionate. But Axel's actions had slightly confused her. It was so difficult, not knowing where they stood with each other. In a way, she simply wanted to have it out with him and finally know. But, in other ways, she was afraid she might drive him away, or worse, be told something she didn't want to hear. In truth, she was too afraid, and so continued living her life uncertain.

"Good morning, Lea," Sam said.

Leanna smiled back at him. "Morning, Sam."

He slipped his arm from her shoulder, turning to look at her mate. "Now, Axel, be a gentleman and take this lovely woman's order."

Axel rolled his eyes, and was replied to with a light punch from Sam, who was nudged back playfully. "Yeah, yeah," Axel muttered. Leanna rolled her eyes at their exchange and sighed lightly as if to say, 'Boys.' But her actions were in good humour.

Sam left the pair alone then, and Axel flipped to a fresh page of his note pad, asking her, "What can I get you, hon?"

While she thought, Axel busied himself with the arbitrary, day-to-day tasks involved in running the diner. Sam then came over to speak to him. They bantered back and forth for a short while before Sam left. She'd already had toast before she'd left home that morning so wasn't especially hungry, and she didn't really feel like a hot drink since the day wasn't as cold as they had been. She decided on an orange juice, since Axel made it fresh here and it was the best you could get in the whole of Bellingstone.

She watched Axel filled a mug with coffee and take a sip while approaching her. The second the liquid touched his tongue, it was evident it was too hot and he spilt a little on the floor. Hastily, he put the cup down and took an ice cube from the dispenser, pressing it to his tongue. It would've been a funny sight, had it not been evident the experience was not entirely pleasant for him. He made his way back to her and picked up the notepad.

"An orange juice would be really nice, actually," she said gratefully, her tone genuine. She paused, concern in her eyes. "Are you okay?" she asked, nodding ever so slightly towards his tongue.

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Jo was still studying the body from afar, seeing if perhaps she recognized which vampire made the marks, when one of the men who had been with the Sheriff in the diner approached her. “Came to get my cellphone back from the Sheriff and here I am at a crime scene. IPhones- they all look the same.” He acted nonchalantly, as if it was coincidence that he was here. She was not so easily fooled, but she would play his game. "I don't use an Iphone, I've got a Galaxy. Much easier to identify." She said holding up her phone for him to see. She gave him a noncommittal smile as she spoke to him.

“Same place as you- might be fate. Especially considering you work at a library. Then again- who could pass up the allure of a dead body in a small town?” He said looking at the dead woman. Jo snapped her fingers as she remembered exactly who this man was. "Oh that's right, you work at the library too. You know Maude, right? I've got her keeping an eye on things. There's only a few people there anyway. I couldn't resist seeing what was going on, I can be pretty nosey." She said commenting on the fact that she knew pretty much everything there was to know about the town. She wondered if he would be smart enough to take notice that she was more than suspicious of him.

“Not to make it any less gruesome- but- ah- I’m doing this wrong. Is there any good way to hit on a woman at a crime scene? If there is- you can help me.” She chuckled. Even if he was what she suspected, she couldn't really care less. This man was certainly charming and was rather handsome. “I’m Rick.” he said, extending his hand to her. "Jo, nice to meet you." she said, and it certainly was nice to meet him. Axel certainly wouldn't approve of her behavior, especially considering she was supposed to be with Sam, but when had he ever told her what she could and couldn't do? It was true he was the Alpha, but ever since they had met as cubs, he knew she was never one to be tamed.

As she thought of Axel, she recalled the situation at hand. Lassiter was still being firmly scolded by the Sheriff and had not answered if he had contacted Axel yet. She was pretty certain that he hadn't and that now would be the best time to do so. "Excuse me," she said to Rick, "I've got to call and check in with Maude." she said, lying.

She stepped away, closer to the yellow rope that the younger cop had just placed around the scene and pulled her phone from her pocket. She quickly dialed Axel's number, hoping he would pick up. Ring, Ring, Ring, Ring. "Hello, you've reached the vo-" She hung up as the voicemail picked up, frustrated. She was sure that he was busy with work, he always was, but this matter was extremely important. Sighing she dialed again and left a voice message for him. "Axel, it's Jo. Something's gone down close to the police department, actually, more like someone. Definitely a fanger attack, the girl's dead. Lassie and I are here, but the Sheriff is as well and the people he was with earlier. There's something off about them. I think they might be Hunter's but I don't have anything concrete..yet. I'll keep you posted." she said and ended the message. Hopefully he would get a break soon and get it.

After she was done, she walked back over to where Rick was. She crossed her arms, peering back at the crime scene. "So, did you know her? Or were you just curious too?" She said nonchalantly. Her true motive was to find out if this girl was associated with those she considered Hunters, and if it would cause the Sheriff to begin an all-out war with the Fangers and by extension the Pack, of course, that was if they were Hunters.

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Lassiter couldn’t roll his eyes even harder even if he tried. He inevitably contained such an action until after the Police Captain turned his back and made his way away from the crime scene. “Sure, why not? I don’t have a life. And I love hanging about contaminating the crime scene. Why don’t I litter it with more fingerprints? Over here, and over there- and roll around in the blood. Awesome.” He grumbled under his breath, “asshat.” Even though Detective Harding’s personality was that of a wet towel that had soured in days of heat- Lassiter decided to use the other’s temper tantrum as means to get a text message out to Axel.

Human dead. Vampire attack. Brutal. Definitely not the normal blood lust. I’ve got to hang around because Detective Asshat wants full report. Message back with orders.


Lassiter wasn’t the good werewolf- that was Sam- but he was loyal to his pack especially in regards to their survival. So he tucked away his cellphone, stuffed the gloves into a biohazard bag, and pulled out the ‘Official Documentation Clipboard’. He glanced up for a moment and caught Jo being cornered by a fellow who looked somewhat-vaguely- familiar. “I wonder if he has the appropriate amount of scars.” The werewolf nearly hissed beyond an inaudible sass before he returned to filling out his paperwork. He didn’t have a name for the woman, but then again- who would be so quick to claim such a pulverized piece of meat that at one time probably was a woman?



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“What did they say about curiosity?” Alarick questioned somewhat off-handedly. “Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought him back. Nothing wrong with being a bit nosey- you are a Librarian it does come with the turf. The pursuit of knowledge no matter the cost- or in this case- the abuse of shoes in the muddy woods.” He offered his own smudged trainers as proof, and frowned at the thought of abusing the apartment complex’s washer for quite some time. Yet that didn’t deter him from his thoughts, and inevitably he brought his attention back to the woman with a sincere smile splashed upon his face. “Pleasure to meet you Jo- I wonder why the fellow at the diner didn’t think I needed to know.” He hinted heavily at their waiter being overly protective of her identity. Honestly Alarick didn’t think she was lying to him now, because he could find it out easily enough- small town and all that. Either way he was about to ask her the simple sort of questions about this and that before she trailed off that she needed to call Maude and check in with her. Now did he believe that? Not really, but he wasn’t going to investigate that notion any further for fear of eluding too heavily that he was far too curious for his own good. “Tell her her glasses are on her head- if she is looking for them that is.”

Alarick took this reprieve from Jo to take a better look at the body. ‘Shit Nika- no wonder Sebastian was overly worried. I need to get to him’. Of course when he turned from the body he found Jo standing before him once again, and he ran a hand briskly through his stylishly-mussed dark hair. “Not really- I guess I saw her around once or twice, but I didn’t know her that well.” He paused, “I’m actually here for my cellphone- like I mentioned earlier- I think Sebastian nabbed it by accident. Actually let me go grab that now.” With that he offered a somewhat playful bow. “Pleasure to meet you Miss Jo- I hope we shall see each other again soon.” Alarick didn’t lollygag too much after that in hunting down Sebastian and inevitably having a very conspicuous powwow. He saw Sebastian begin to make his way back towards Nika’s corpse and he lifted his hand to flag him down. “Hey buddy- um- do you happen to have grabbed my cellphone?” Those eyes bored into him as he tried to make it evident that was his cover excuse for following the other so soon after they had had breakfast.

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Caterina had awoken to a cocoon of thick heavy blankets, her motionless body forming an indentation in her memory foam mattress, and her raven tresses spilled out over cotton sheathed pillows like waves of a blackened sea. Silence and darkness greeted the foreign girl in her new apartment that morning and it made her lonely heart heavy. She knew she needed to get up, to start her day but she didn't make a move to leave the comfort of her bed. "It's cold." She told herself, much colder than her beloved Italy, and the covers provided a safe haven from the winters chill; so she stayed on her side with the blankets tightly encasing her to the throat like a five foot six burrito. However it wasn't the cold trapping her there, it was the fear. But too soon her alarm clock decided to remind her that she had a job to get to despite her reservations or the weather, its angry screech shattering the heartbreaking silence. "UGH! Scopare! Bene si vince, si vince." She half groaned half shouted at the machine, her voice muffled by her pillow. Caterina just rolled over, acquiesced into submission by the noise, freeing herself of the blanket fortress, and smacked the buzzing alarm clock on her nightstand with a little too much force. "Time to begin anew, I'm American now. Your normal everyday Americana." She told the quiet, her mouth thinned into a pensive line, and a flash of determination ignited in her cerulean eyes.

Caterina begrudgingly snaked her narrow body out of the bed with a huff and traversed across the spans of the hardwood flooring between the mattress and the door to flip on the light, the cool of the cedar making her toes furl and her pace quicken. A golden artificial glow quickly illuminated the dark bedroom, altering her perception momentarily, and she could have sworn she had seen someone there with her, but once her pupils dilated, the shadow was gone and she knew she was alone. It jolted Caterina to the core..."Let's hope I do not start seeing things now, as if the fire starting wasn't enough." She sighed. "Imagine me hallucinating and setting the diner ablaze on my first day..." The fleeting thought entered her mind, leaving her body shuddering in its wake.

The rest of her morning routine went along considerably better, the tedious and mundane keeping her pleasantly distracted from magic. After a scalding hot shower and three cups of caffè con panna e zucchero, she raked out her obsidian locks, slipped on her dark skinny jeans, an apricot floral printed blouse, a coral cardigan, and white flats; and smiled satisfactorily in the full body length mirror that hung on the back of her closet door. She found herself back in the kitchen after that, making herself a fourth cup of coffee, and snatching her keys from the hook by the door, but before she could bring herself to leave, her eyes flitted to a book lying out on her glass kitchen table amongst a slew of unpacked boxes. Before she knew what she was doing, she had plucked the book from its resting place, and turned it over in her hands to see the ornate faded script written on the cover. The gentle light from the kitchen window illuminated the leather binding as the sun climbed dangerously higher in the sky, she knew she had to leave least she be late but...she opened the grimoire up, turning the slightly yellowed pages with delicacy, not sure what she was perusing for. For as long as she could remember, schoolbooks had a tendency to creep up under her bedcovers and snuggle up to her while she slept. Her mother had always found her hunger for knowledge amusing, but only her father had truly understood the vast well of intellect from which his daughter drew, but he was gone now...Caterina slammed the cover shut, all ease lost, and placed the spell book back to it's original resting place. She had to be at work.

A quick eight minute car ride later, and Caterina found herself pulling up at Axel's Diner, a nervous tension causing her hands to shake. She spared a glance at her Iphone laying in the warm leather passenger seat of her Fiat 500, contemplating calling her cousin again. She had phoned him once when she was in Italy to inform him she was moving to the states, his state to be specific, and second when she had arrived in town, rattling off her new place of residence and where she would be working. However Cat quickly dismissed the idea as soon as it came. They didn't call her comandante for nothing, and she wouldn't harass her cousin with her nagging insecurities just yet.

When she entered the diner, she was met with a very different set of sights than she had grown accustomed to, speckled formica, linoleum, stainless steel and moldy wood. The scent was even more foreign to the foreigner, eau de grease. Diners could always be roughly divided into two types: The Suburban, and the Highway. The former was usually a restaurant which was open late (if not 24 hours), which catered to the old folks, or the high school kids, and, late at night, to the worst elements (such as some of Cat's friends). The latter, however, was what the purists idealize when they talk of diners. They spring up to serve the needs of travelers and truckers; two groups which may need sustenance (and especially coffee) at any hour of day or night, and who can only survive the consumption of fast food for so long. What was so odd to Caterina is that this place seemed to be a cooperative mingling of the two. From her vantage point at the door, Caterina could see small bits of bread and gravy caught in the beard of man much too busy scarfing down his meal to take notice of his current state of mess. It made Cat uncomfortable to the point of wishing she could waltz over there and wipe his chin with a wetnap. "Excuse me sir, where might I find Axel?" She asked, leaning over his table as he froze midbite. "O'er there miss." The slack jawed redneck replied, hastily jutting a thumb behind him to the bar. "Thank you so very much." She finished with a courteous dip of her slender neck, and left his company to take up Axel's. The man she approached second had an imposing stature, dark features, and a tan nearly as dark as her own olive skin, and she was surprised how homesick his appearance made her as he could pass for an Italia nativa any day. "Pardon me, Axel?" She articulated in an accent too marked to be mistaken for anything other than Italian.