Lorelei walked through the quite streets of rose circle with a pout on her face. It was like ten o' clock, it was cold, it was raining, and she was soaked to the bone. Running a hand through her sopping wet hair and adjusting the pack on her shoulder she looked around. This has got to be one of THE creepiest places I've ever been. It's so... quiet. She thought as she looked around.

Her eyes landed on it instantly and she couldn't help but laugh her head off. It looked like an old fashioned cottage, like something out of those morbid fairytales by the Grimm brothers, and outside there was a sign posted for all the world to see that SCREAMED Jake Wagner. "Trespasser will be shot on sight"

With a malicious grin Lorelei bent down and removed her four inch heel, Manolo Blahnik, "Burga" evening shoes. Putting them away in her bag she slowly made her way to the fence and over it. Leaving her bag by the fence she padded over to the open kitchen window and slipped in.

With a grin she waltzed in to the living room and looked around, "Can't a girl get any food around here? I've been looking for this place all day!"

Jake had been in his basement cleaning his weapons. That’s when he heard a voice from upstairs. It was not Baby, or Tryamon. Instantly he shot out of his seat, and rushed upstairs. He held a gun in each hand and he had bullet sling that held enough for at least 20 more rounds. Whoever this was they were going to be shot dead!

Jake walked into the living room. he sighed, it was just his sister. “*Can’t you be a little more careful next time. I could have shot you! What are you doing here, Lorlei?*” Jake asked. No time for pleasantries. There was a war that was going to be starting soon, and Jake had every intention of being an important player in it.

*means spoken in German

Lorelei rolled her eyes and started rumaging through the fridge, "It's nice to see you to Jake. You know guns can't kill me." She added grabbing a beer and hopping on to the counter. "Anyway, I'm here to keep an eye on your silly ass. I've realized that if I don't keep an eye on you every once in a while you tend to do stupid sh!t." Lorelei sipped her drink and swung her legs, "Oh put that thing away Jake." She said motioning toward the gun, "It wont kill me but it does make me nervous. Anyway I need a place to crash. I lost my job." She added quickly before finishing her drink off in one gulp.

Lost her job!? Why how? True, his sister couldn’t be killed by guns. But he still didn’t want to shoot her. Jake put the guns up high on the shelf. He knew Baby would have a fit if he put them low to the ground where Trya could get them. that wouldn’t be too awful though. Maybe the little brat would shoot herself. Yes, Jake was a monster, he had killed children before in the past. He just didn’t speak about it with anyone. He frowned when she said he did stupid sh!t. That was not true! Jake thought he was quite crafty at times.

“Vhy did you lose your job? Vhere you not vorking hard enough?” Jake asked. Jake believed in hard work first and foremost. Jake walked over to the fridge and pulled himself out a beer. He popped off the top. He was never a really warm individual. But he did love his sister, he just had a funny way of showing it.

Lorelei hopped off the counter and went over to the sink. After rinsing the empty can and throwing it in the garbage she leaned her head over the sink and wrung out her long blond locks, "I kicked my supervisor in the nuts." She said nonchalatly as she got all the water out of her hair, "You have a shirt I can borrow? I'm soaking wet." She asked frowning down at her appearance, "I look like crap."

Kick her boss?! That did not sound like a good idea. But why would she do that? “Did he hurt you?” Jake asked instantly feeling protective over her. If her boss had done something inappropriate he was going to find him and rip him a new one. or just rip off his head. Either or would be fine with him. soon the patter of little feet could be heard running down the hall. A little blonde girl, gazed up at the new lady.

“Who’s she?” Trya asked. instantly, pups began to pop up around her. Trya liked this new lady instantly. The 5 year old was supposed to be asleep. But she always waited up until her mommy got home. She wanted to make sure that Jake didn't hurt her mommy too bad.

“Trya zis is my sister, Lorelei. Lorelei, zis ist Baby’s daughter, Tryamon. I vill go get you a shirt, play nice,” Jake said walking down the hall to collect some clothing for Lorelei.

Lorelei ignored the question and kept playing with her hair until she head the pitter-patter of feet. She turned just in time to see the cutest little blond girl enter the room. And she was soon followed by a small pack of wolves. Oh My GOD! She is so damn cute!

Lorelei instantly liked the little girl with the pups. Bending down to her level, Lorelei held her hand out to the pups so they could sniff her, "So what do you think of my big brother? He's a bit of a knuckle head huh?" Lorelei said to the cute blond girl.

The pups all waged their little tails and began to lick at Lorelei’s hand. Tyramon just looked at the new lady. She was a good one! So, Trya felt she could be quite honest. Though she was still scared what Jake would do to her if she told the truth. So the little girl would only tell half truths.

“I tink he’s a grande poopy cabeza,” Trya said mixing in some Spanish with English. That was just in case Jake came in and heard. Trya knew he couldn’t speak Spanish, so it was hers and her mommy’s secret language.

Lorelei burst in to laughter when she heard the little girl call Jake a sh!t head. "Ay que bien! sabes espanol!"Scooping up one of the pups she playfully nuzzled his neck before scooping up Trya along with the ball of fur, "So I was thinking we should get a little snack, any ice cream around here?**" She asked walking over to the fridge, after putting down the blond and the fluff ball, and rummaging around in the freezer.

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"Oh how good! You know spanish"
**= spoken in spanish

“Mmmhmm, my momma lets me eat ice-cream at night,” That was a lie.

It was clear from the way Trya was looking down at the ground and kicking at the tiles on the floor. She knew she wasn’t supposed to eat ice-cream at night. She should be asleep, but she wanted to wait up and see her mommy and the new nice lady. Trya’s some of Trya’s pups began to whine. These were the ones that didn’t like it when Trya lied.

Lorelei stopped rummaging and pouted, "Hm, why do I have the feeling your lying to me? How bout we get you to bed, I'll tell mommy you want to see her," She added before the young one could protest, "And then tomorrow when you get home from school I'll have a big fudge sundae waiting for you?" She said reaching in to her pocket for something, with a bit of trouble she pulled out a half eaten pack of rolos. "One for both of us then we'll brush out teeth and bed-time okay?" She said handing one to the little cutie and then popping one in her own mouth.

Trya accepted the candy, but she still wanted some ice-cream now. Her pups began to protest. Several of them lay on the ground looking ready to fall asleep. “Ok, tomorrow we have ice-cream with mommy,” she said with a nod. That would be better. “Maybe we can see Devon too?” Trya asked hopefully.

Jake returned holding some clothes in his hand. “Here. Vear these. Trya needs to be in bed before Baby gets home,” Jake said. Baby would never yell at him, he would hit her if she did. But he wanted to look like he wasn't abusive. He could see some of the pups were already half asleep. Good, the only time he got any peace was when that little girl and her unholy pack were asleep.

Lorelei nodded, "I'll see what I can do." She said to Trya, twisting the girl's blond tresses around her finger soothingly.

She had become so calm that when she heard her brother's voice she nearly leaped out of her skin. With a hand over her chest she glared at her brother, "Must you do that!? You're going to give me a heart attack!" She said with a deep breath and flushed cheeks. Taking the clothes she stuck her tongue out at her big brother, "Danke, großen Bruder"She said elbowing him.

When he pointed out the bed time issue Lorelei smiled, "So you finally starting to like kids?" She asked and held out a hand to Trya, "How about we go get ready for bed and I tell you a nice story?" She asked the little wolf girl.

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"Thanks, big brother"

“*Nein,” Jake responded dryly to Lorelei. Well, it wasn’t kids that he disliked; it was kids that weren’t his. He wasn’t a fan of Trya. His children wouldn’t be allowed to run around like a wild animal. They would be disciplined, fiercely disciplined.

Trya jumped and latched onto Lorelei when she jumped. Her body tensed up and she stopped breathing for a moment. Trya was expecting Jake to start beating the life out of his sister. Trya looked up fearfully for a moment but just watched them exchange clothing.
“Ok, my favorite story is Rambo,” Trya responded not taking her eyes off of Jake. She didn’t trust him. He might hurt his sister. Trya would need to protect her if he tried.

*no

Lorelei rolled her eyes at her brother and rubbed the young girl's back. "You poor thing, scared the crap out of you to didn't he, the big brute." She said elbowing her brother in the ribs playfully. "Well, time for bed... Rambo? Really? I'm more of a die hard fan. But i guess i can tell yah Rambo." She said carrying the girl up the stairs to her room.

After she'd tucked the girl in she began her version of Rambo, adding things here and there and taking out stuff she hated. "Goodnight wolf girl, sweet dreams." She said getting up from the bed, shutting off the light and going down the hall to the bathroom.

Quickly she jumped out of her clothes and in to the shower for a few minutes before putting on the clothes Jake had given her to wear. They were big, baggy, and perfect. Pulling her hair in to a bun on top of her head she went back downstairs to face her brother's imminent probing.

Trya fell asleep quickly after the nice lady had told her a Rambo story. She awoke with a jolt when she heard Jake roar. She began to quiver and hide under her covers. She hoped her mommy wasn’t home yet. She also hoped Jake wasn’t hurting the nice lady.

Jake sat down in the kitchen. He had taken the gun off the shelf and began to clean it again. His sister should know better than to punch people, especially men, in the groin. The more he thought about hit the more intense his glare got. Soon, the gun he was cleaning broke in his hands. He let out an angry roar and tossed it to the other side of the table.

"What the hell's your problem?" Lorelei asked simply walking in to the kitchen and straight to the fridge, kicking aside the worthless gun. Grabbing another beer she sat across from her brother. She wasn't scared of him, she wasn't scared of anything really. She only really feared dying alone and becoming the victim in some twisted relationship. Like her mother.

However, unless someone blew her up, she had nothing to worry about. So she sat across from her brother unblinking and sipped her cold drink.

“I broke my gun again,” Jake said in a huff. He looked over at his sister. So casual! She needed a job, an apartment and a life away from him. He couldn’t have her spending too much time here. Jake knew he needed to control Baby. With Lorelei here that simply wouldn’t be able to happen.

“You need to find a job and an apartment, as soon as possible,” Jake said pulling a knife from his pocket. He began to clean that off looking very intensely at his sister. He didn’t want her hanging around his house, especially not when Baby didn’t listen. If Lorelei was around Jake would lose control of the situation. That was something he just couldn’t have.

Lorelei's eyes turn to small slits as she heard the tone in her brothers voice. I haven't even been here two hours and he's trying to kick me out... Something's up.

Lorelei stood up abruptly, "Do you think I'm stupid Jacob? I know something's up. You would never dismiss me like this unless you were trying to hide something. So fine. I'll leave, but I'm not going very far. I've long since decided to make this community my home." She said grabbing the bag of wet clothes that she'd had on.

The rain had nearly stopped and, although the sky was getting darker, Lorelei Wagner refused to stay somewhere that she wasn't wanted. And as she reached for the door handle she added something ever so lightly in German, "Remember big brother, that although you may be able to hide from the eyes of society you can never hide from me or god. Daddy couldn't."

And with that she was gone. Swallowed up by the rain and darkness as if the door she'd walked though was a portal. She picked up her bag by the fence, hopped over, and headed to town. Maybe she could find a place to crash, but first she needed a stiff drink.