"Ironically, Beacon Hills is easily the craziest place I've lived in - this place not included," she adds quietly with a smirk, thankful that he didn't mind her ramble, "but...it was the first place that was really home, so I guess I'm more fond of it than I've ever realized."
Which isn't something that she could have expected or even predicted, all things considered. After all, that's where her mother died. Where her aunt died. Where her family fell apart - where she herself died - so she probably shouldn't be so fond of it.
But, Beacon Hills had been where she met Scott. Lydia. Stiles. Isaac. She met all the friends that became her family, and they had been home far more than that crazy town.
"My dad had a government contract, and sold weapons." That's the easy explanation; she doesn't think 'he was a werewolf hunter' would go over all that great. "We'd stay in some towns for a few months at a time, but never too long."
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Which isn't something that she could have expected or even predicted, all things considered. After all, that's where her mother died. Where her aunt died. Where her family fell apart - where she herself died - so she probably shouldn't be so fond of it.
But, Beacon Hills had been where she met Scott. Lydia. Stiles. Isaac. She met all the friends that became her family, and they had been home far more than that crazy town.
"My dad had a government contract, and sold weapons." That's the easy explanation; she doesn't think 'he was a werewolf hunter' would go over all that great. "We'd stay in some towns for a few months at a time, but never too long."