Well, Erica and Boyd were serious when they said they were going to leave, and Derek could respect that, hell he could even understand it. At the time he had no plan, no real hope of stopping the hunters or the Kanima. But that threat had passed, and while he wasn't going to force either of the young lovers to come back he still planned to find them so that they could at least weigh the options. Of course, this was before the triskelion had appeared on his front door, signalling the arrival of an Alpha Pack. Now he had to find his former pack members if only to make sure they hadn't run afoul of foes they couldn't hope to beat.

The really strange thing about all this though, was Isaac. The danger the new pack posed, the fear for Erica and Boyd's safety, the confusion of Peter's resurrection; Derek was so constantly wired they barely registered for him, just another day at the figurative office (take a moment to imagine Derek suited and booted in a office). Isaac on the other hand, he stayed, and for no real reason other than loyalty; even if he had told Scott he'd stayed to win, it all boiled down to loyalty. It's not that Derek minded, it just felt strange to have someone be loyal. After all a psychotic girlfriend who plotted to kill his family and then tortured him followed by a psychotic uncle who killed his sister and then said psychotic ex-girlfriend, are the kind of things that lead to a few trust issues.

So, Derek being the silent-pretend-everything-is-as-it-should-be kinda guy just tries to ignore the fact that Isaac stayed to risk his life and that the young wolf is currently pacing around the living room, such as it is, of the Hale house.

" . . . So what do you think?" Was all Derek heard before he looked up to see the teen looking at him expectantly.

" . . . Ehhhhh . . ."

"You zoned out didn't you?"

"Yeah sorry, not been sleeping lately, what were you saying?"

"The lease on my dad's place is up at the end of the week and I don't want to stay there if I don't have to. And considering this isn't exactly a hospitable place I was wondering if you'd maybe want to get a place together? Like a pack den or whatever you call it."

"I'll consider it" murmured Derek, hardly skipping a beat.

"Awesome! I'll go start looking for places . . . Though, if you think I'll be too annoying to deal with, say so?"

"I said I'd consider it Isaac, that's the most you'll get for now."

"Cool."

And with that Isaac said his goodbyes and went to start looking for a suitable apartment.

Derek just sat in his chair for a few minutes, focusing on his breathing. Isaac had asked to move in with him. Admittedly it was a plutonic invitation. But Derek hadn't been with anyone in a good long while, and though guys usually weren't his type Isaac did have a strange appeal. Not that Derek would ever be the first to act on it, it'd be too much like using his Alpha status just to get his rocks off, and that wasn't his deal.

He'd been able to restrain himself with Erica though, despite her obvious advances; something about dominant partners just didn't do it for him anymore, not since Kate anyway. Plus, Isaac had a point, his current place of residence lacked the appropriate features to be deemed liveable. He sighed, thank god for gym memberships, laundrettes and werewolf body temperature. ( I feel this is how he was able to bathe, doing his laundry and stay warm at night the full time he was in a house with not electricity or running water). He sighed again, longing for the days when he didn't need to shower in front of random guys who only went to the gym cause their wives made them or they'd bough one month memberships and managed to last just over a week. That settled it; he took out his phone and sent a short message "I'm in".

He then got up, walked to the doorway and causally started doing pull-ups. (And fantasy . . .) Maybe about ten minutes into his routine he heard his phone beep. After doing another fifteen minutes as planned he sauntered over to check his phone (You don't get a body like Derek's if you stop the work-out every time you get a text, I know this because I do NOT have a body half as good as Derek's).

Isaac - Sweet, pick me up at 10? I got us a viewing near the industrial section.

Well that was fast thought Derek, before realising how desperate Isaac must be to get away from the memories in that house. He took a deep breath and replied "Ok" before going back to his workout.

After about two hours he went off to bed, well mattress at least. He was so tired he just fell asleep without a great deal of effort.

- - They laughed and panted as their sweat slicked bodies linked together. Tongues fighting for dominance even though both know who would win. Hands roamed and pinched and groped, eliciting moans and curses from each other. Their lips parted and for a few serene moments blue eyes met green. Soon though the blue eyes descended, their corresponding mouth wrapping itself around his partners cock. The green eyes looked down to see his hands in his lovers dirty blonde hair. They closed as he panted and obscenities spilled from his mouth. In a few short, blissful minutes he came. His orgasm making him tense so hard he feared his grip would hurt his lover.

As he came down from his high his lover stood and kissed him, salty sweet, tasting himself. The young lover pulled away and leaned into his dark haired companions ear and whispered "Derek, you need to BEEEEEEEEP! - -

Derek bolted upright on his mattress as his alarm screamed from his phone. "Shit" he grumbled realised who the dream was about. He yanked away the sheets "Fuck" he breathed when he saw the mess he'd made, what with there not actually being a hot young wolf there to swallow it all. And then when he saw his phone "OH BUGGERING FUCK!" given that he realised he must have hit the snooze button in his sleep and only had thirty minutes to make himself look and smell presentable AND pick up Isaac.

This was not a good way to start his day . . .