Blood Shadow (Red & Black) [ON HIATUS]

Welcome To Beacon Hills

Madeline's POV
As we enter the town limits, I poke Jonathan awake. I don't understand how he managed to fall asleep to Stairway To Heaven. I always need to have loud music blaring in order to fall asleep.
Jonathan jolted awake and looked around. "This is Beacon Hills?" He sounds disappointed.
"No, I decided we'd visit Narnia on the way there. Yes, Jonathan, this is Beacon Hills." I answer, heavily sarcastic.
Jonathan shrugs. "Hey, we've been to weirder places than Narnia. And you are a fiction nut. It wouldn't surprise me if we went to the U.K. just to hunt for Hogwarts." He studies the buildings as I laugh.
"Hey, doesn't Dad have some old hunter friends here? This town looks vaguely familiar." Jonathan asks me. I shrug. "I don't know. Why don't you call him and ask? Put it on speaker phone."
The phone rings audibly, and then the other end picks up. "What do you want?" I know that tone. Dad isn't really annoyed, he's just playing.
"You know some hunters in Beacon Hills, right? The Arlottes or something?" I ask, straining to remember. "Look in your journal. One of the first entries: Chris Argent. He has a daughter your age. You three played together because you were too young to hunt with us." Dad replies, and Jonathan dutifully searches our journal.
"Argent? That's French for 'silver', if memory serves." I note, to which Dad says, "Their family deals primarily with werewolves."
"Well, thanks for the info, Dad." I say, pulling into the parking lot of a motel. "Call me when you gank the son of a bitch. We'll rendezvous from there." "Okay. Love you." I offer. "Love you too. Goodbye." he responds gruffly, and hangs up.
I park and get out of Sweetheart, stretching. As Jonathan joins me on the sidewalk, I smile. "Welcome to Beacon Hills."