A real storm tonight

Arriving at the Hale Mansion

“I’ll try, but no promises. So seen as were doing things your way…. where do we start?” Jasper asked Derek. “You know this place better than I do.”

“Well, I've done half the town already, I think they could be trapped somewhere, Jasper. I need to find them … they are all I have.” he stared at his great grandfather. “The pack mom, stiles, then the rest are like children, but I.. I cant live with myself if they are dead.” he mumebed.

Jaspers eyes cut to Derek. "What are we waiting for. Lets go find the little trouble makers." a grin appeared on Jaspers face. "I want to meet mini-me." 

Arriving at the Hale Mansion

"I'll try, but no promises. So seen as were doing things your way.... where do we start?" Jasper asked Derek. "You know this place better than I do."

Derek was dressed in tight black jeans and a wife beater vest, it had been weeks since he had seen any living people who weren’t effected, he hadn’t seen his pack in about a month, not even stiles. Hearing the bike outside, he grabbed the Baseball bat and opened the door staring at the man. “Are you infected?” he asked fairly calmly…You aren’t human I can smell Vampire on you…” 

Jasper looked at the young man with an amused expression on his face. “You know, there are ‘people’ out there who are more than happy to kill you for knowing about vampires right? Luckily I am not one of them.”Jasper looked around at the forest around him. “I never realised how much I missed this town. The smell of the forest reminds me of when…” Jasper shook his head. “Ah. Who want’s to here an old man’s rambling.  So great, great grandson of mine, tell your grandpa Jasper how your life has been.”

“I’m a Werewolf, shapeshifter… people already want to kill me” he snapped Derek raised a brow. “You look younger than me….” He mused straightening up. He took a moment to think, “You are the one who joined the army and never came home aren’t you… Jasper. We had photos of you …until the nevermind… ” Derek mumbled the house charred and black behind him. “I’m the Alpha and I need to find my teenage misfit pack… I need to know they are safe…” 

Jasper face palmed. “you made a pack out of hormone driven teenagers? no wonder people want to kill you. Did your Teenage Mutant Ninja Pack cause the recent cannibalistic rave?” needless to say Jasper was not amused.  

“Yes I did, Shut up… ” he grumbled, “I dont know.. maybe I doubt it though,” he shrugged a little, He was amused that he’d pissed the first person he saw off so much.

Mumbling under his breath Jasper turned to face Derek. "So Grandson what's the plan of action?  Run around town yelling and quite possibly draw all the un-dead to us? ransack every building in town until we find them? or should we put up posters up all over town telling everyone where we will be at certain times?"  

Derek was dressed in tight black jeans and a wife beater vest, it had been weeks since he had seen any living people who weren’t effected, he hadn’t seen his pack in about a month, not even stiles. Hearing the bike outside, he grabbed the Baseball bat and opened the door staring at the man. “Are you infected?” he asked fairly calmly…You aren’t human I can smell Vampire on you…” 

Jasper looked at the young man with an amused expression on his face. “You know, there are ‘people’ out there who are more than happy to kill you for knowing about vampires right? Luckily I am not one of them.”Jasper looked around at the forest around him. “I never realised how much I missed this town. The smell of the forest reminds me of when…” Jasper shook his head. “Ah. Who want’s to here an old man’s rambling.  So great, great grandson of mine, tell your grandpa Jasper how your life has been.”

“I’m a Werewolf, shapeshifter… people already want to kill me” he snapped Derek raised a brow. “You look younger than me….” He mused straightening up. He took a moment to think, “You are the one who joined the army and never came home aren’t you… Jasper. We had photos of you …until the nevermind… ” Derek mumbled the house charred and black behind him. “I’m the Alpha and I need to find my teenage misfit pack… I need to know they are safe…” 

Jasper face palmed. "you made a pack out of hormone driven teenagers? no wonder people want to kill you. Did your Teenage Mutant Ninja Pack cause the recent cannibalistic rave?" needless to say Jasper was not amused.  

Derek was dressed in tight black jeans and a wife beater vest, it had been weeks since he had seen any living people who weren’t effected, he hadn’t seen his pack in about a month, not even stiles. Hearing the bike outside, he grabbed the Baseball bat and opened the door staring at the man. “Are you infected?” he asked fairly calmly…You aren’t human I can smell Vampire on you…” 

Jasper looked at the young man with an amused expression on his face. "You know, there are 'people' out there who are more than happy to kill you for knowing about vampires right? Luckily I am not one of them."Jasper looked around at the forest around him. “I never realised how much I missed this town. The smell of the forest reminds me of when…” Jasper shook his head. “Ah. Who want’s to here an old man’s rambling.  So great, great grandson of mine, tell your grandpa Jasper how your life has been.”