Monday morning found you sitting on one of the tables in front of the school. You supposed you could have called Ric or Stefan and asked them what the hell they were doing in your town, but this seemed more fun. And they both found it nearly impossible to lie to you in person. Besides, you wanted to see the looks on their faces when they saw you.

You'd found yourself surrounded by the pack almost immediately. You all just tended to gravitate around each other when in the same area. They'd asked once why you were there and you'd simply shrugged. After that, they talked amongst themselves while you sipped your coffee.

You caught a glimpse of Ric between bodies and leaned sideways to get a better view. Stefan walked beside him. As they passed by, you hopped off the table and pushed past the pack. "Um...excuse me, Mr. Saltzman? I have a question," you called after them.

Ric turned immediately, his brows raised in question and Stefan mirrored the movement. You simply stared back, arms crossed over your chest. Their faces shifted the instant they saw you and they immediately looked guilty.

They both glanced around before coming back to you. Ric looked briefly at the rest of the pack before focusing on you. "I'm sorry, do I know you?"

You rolled your eyes. "Can it, Ric."

Stefan's eyes just darted between you, your brother and the pack. He didn't like speaking so closely to them. Well, did you have a surprise for him.

"Why are you here?" you asked. "Without so much as a text, might I add?"

The vampire leaned toward you. "This isn't really the place, Y/N."

You hummed in agreement. "Never really is, is it?"

"Y/N," Scott called. "You okay?"

You nodded once. "Just fine...Alpha."

Everyone gaped at you. "Really?" Stiles hissed. "You're just gonna blurt it out like that?"

"Everyone, this is Ric Saltzman. My brother. And this is Stefan Salvatore. He's a friend. Ric, Stefan, this is everyone. Where's Damon?"

"We didn't bring him with us," Ric answered and you shifted your gaze to Stefan.

He cleared his throat and licked his lips. "He's at the hotel."

Your brother turned to Stefan with a glare of disbelief. The vampire shrugged. "What? She scares me."

You shook your head and pulled out your phone to send a couple of quick texts. You jerked your head toward the parking lot. "Let's go."

"What? Now?" Ric asked.

"Yes, Alaric. Now."

"But school."

You arched a brow. "Worried you're going to be fired from your fake job?"

"Scott get everyone over to the Argent's. I'll be there in a bit with these two."

He nodded and the pack headed toward the parking lot with no questions. You turned your attention back to the two men in front of you and handed Ric your keys. "Wait in my car. I'll be right back."

You hurried into the office and had a word with the new secretary about the pack all being absent. You'd been listed as a responsible party on all their files so you could take them out of school if necessary. Some of the parents even knew about it. After explaining that they had all given one another strep throat and would most likely be gone for a couple of days you went back out to find three people waiting by your car.

Damon grinned when he saw you and opened his arms for a hug. "Hello, kitten," he said as he embraced you.

You slapped his chest. "Don't call me that, weirdo."

He chuckled. "Stef summoned me. He says you're befriending teenagers again."

"In a manner of speaking. They're my pack."

***

The four of you made it to the Argent's relatively quickly but everyone else still beat you. Even Peter's car was parked in front of the house. "Come on," you instructed and got out of the car. You didn't wait to see if they followed but you did hear the doors shutting behind you. When you got to the door, you didn't bother knocking. "Argent," you called as you stepped inside.

Chris jogged into the entryway his gaze moving between you and the men behind you.

You motioned for Ric to enter. "This is my brother Alaric Saltzman. Goes by Ric. Ric this is my boyfriend Chris. Be nice."

Chris beamed when you called him your boyfriend and held a hand out to your brother. "Pleasure."

"Likewise."

You gestured to the other two. "This is Damon and Stefan Salvatore. Brothers and my friends. You'll have to either invite them in or we can have the meeting out back. Up to you."

Chris' brow furrowed. "Vampires? But it's daytime."

Damon smirked. "Just wait until you hear the rest of the story."

Your boyfriend's attention shifted back to you. "You trust them?"

"Absolutely."

"Should I?"

"They've saved my life more than once and vice versa. You can trust them, but it's your home." And you meant it. You weren't about to tell Chris who to invite into his home. That wasn't your place, even if you did decree a pack meeting at his house without asking.

"You two can come in," he offered after a moment's contemplation. As the brothers stepped into the house, he held up a hand to stop them. "Don't make me regret it."

"Of course not, sir," Stefan said.

"Just don't hurt our Y/N and you've got nothing to worry about," Damon added.

You rolled your eyes again and pushed them toward the living room where the chatter of voices was coming from. When you followed them into the room you were surprised to find the Sheriff and Melissa present, as well as Deaton. "Well, this is a full house."

"You did say everyone," Scott said with a shrug.

Chris stepped up beside you and wrapped an arm around your waist. His hand settled on your hip and squeezed softly. You leaned into his chest and just enjoyed his touch for a moment. Finally, Derek cleared his throat and looked at that hand pointedly.

"Calm down, Hale." You straightened and took a step away from Chris. "All right, Let's get this over with. Extended pack introduce yourselves, please."

When they'd finished, Damon glanced at you. "They're very cute, Y/N. Are you collecting them?"

Peter snarled and his eyes flashed.

Damon's eyes widened. "Now, that's interesting."

"I keep calling them a pack, D. What did you expect?"

He shrugged and his ever present smirk slipped into a scowl.

You turned to your pack. "This is Damon and Stefan. They are brothers. They are also vampires." You raised your hand as several of them started to speak at once. "They have daylight rings made for them by a witch so they can go out during the day. Boys, a demonstration, please?"

In unison the brothers showed their vamp faces and sped to different sides of the room.

Stiles fell off the couch. "Holy shit."

Just as quickly, the two returned to their seats. You gestured toward your brother. "This is my brother, Ric. He's a hunter."

The pack mumbled greetings, but really they all just basically appeared stunned. "Now, they are going to tell us why they are here. Aren't you, Ric?"

He shook his head once. "Just thought we'd pop by for a visit."

"Stefan?"

"Klaus heard about the wolves in Beacon Hills. He wants to make them into hybrids."

A chill went up your spine.

"Seriously, Stefan?" Ric protested.

Stefan just gestured toward you as if that explained everything.

"How long have you known about this?" you asked.

"A week. Maybe less," Damon answered this time.

You clenched your teeth together and closed your eyes as you forced yourself to calm down. "And you didn't think to warn me?"

"You said you wanted a break from the supernatural stuff. How were we supposed to know you'd adopted the local werewolf pack?" Damon had a point, but still.

"I think I warranted a warning anyway, don't you?"

The silence stretched. They knew they were in the wrong here. That didn't mean they wouldn't try to think their way out of it. "We were just trying to leave you out of it," Ric finally said. "It's what you wanted."

"Bullshit. You thought I'd warn him you were coming to stop him, didn't you?"

"I absolutely did not think that," Stefan piped up immediately.

"Which means the two of you did." You weren't sure whether to scream or cry. Maybe both. You pointed at your brother. "Just because I made peace with the Mikaelsons does not mean I will allow them to blindly do as they wish. Fuck you. Fuck both of you."

You stormed toward the front door, ignoring Chris calling your name. Just before you slammed the door behind you, you heard Melissa ask a question. "Excuse me, but who exactly is this Klaus and what is a hybrid?"