***just a filler until i can get the rest of the chapter written- busy busy me**

Harry didn't know how he had ever entertained the idea that he could spend the night out with Paul and then slink back in during the early hours of the morning and Sam would never be the wiser. They didn't even make it back to the first group of houses before a deep growl woke Harry up. In a split second he realized the source of the growl and he very nearly jumped from Paul's grip. Sam was in wolf form and effectively blocking their path. He looked positively feral and for the first time since he met the older man Harry felt scared of him. He was poised to attack and harry shook as Paul made as if he was going to double back and walk around Sam but after a few minutes he stopped and set harry at the base of a tree before approaching the irate wolf once more. As soon as he was out of their immediate vicinity, the Alpha lunged at Paul, who phased just in time for them to collide. Harry could see that Paul immediately took a defensive position, not wanting to antagonize his alpha any further. He had known as soon as he asked harry out that Sam wouldn't have approved but he was willing to face whatever consequences it afforded him. Sam heard that thought pass through Paul's mind and it awakened his anger further.

-Then why did you do it Paul. - Sam lunged for the others throat and just barely missed as he moved. His teeth just snapped on the fur of his shoulder. Paul didn't reply.

- Why would you risk Harry's safety like that? - He lunged again and this time he stuck him down unto his back and Harry watched for several long moments as Sam stood over him growling.

- You know what happened with Emily, you know how unstable we are at the beginning of an imprint. If I could do that to my imprint what about you?!

-I would never hurt him.-

-you wouldn't have a choice; it is so easy for our wolves to take over. You know how long it took you to finally get yours under control.-

- I had to! Didn't you see him? He was a wreck. He kept asking me what he had done, saying how he would be better so I wouldn't need to leave him again. I needed to show him….i needed to let him know.-

- let him know what Paul-what was so important that you took my son from the house in the middle of the night, without leaving a hint as to where he was or what was going on. How do you justify that Paul-

- I just wanted to let him know-

-Let him know what?-

-That I loved him- At these words Sam finally stopped growling at him and sunk his teeth deep into the others shoulder. It was deep enough to draw blood but he released him almost instantly before falling back on his hunches.

- Paul I understand what you are going through, I have an imprint of my own. It's not easy I know but you need to keep in mind that Harry's my son in every way that counts. I love him just as much as I love Emily and God help me if something happens and I ever have to choose. I can't help my overprotectiveness. And you know how we get, you knew better than to do that.-

- I'm sorry Sam I just…we needed this-

-yeah I know just next time a heads u would be nice, especially since I haven't gotten around to talking to him about the actual mating yet.-

-Well that's the joy of parenting-

With that Paul walked back over to Harry. He knew his imprint was scared but also that he wouldn't have interfered and he was glad because he never wanted to make him choose between Paul and his family. He had shredded his clothes when he phased and so did his best to say his goodbyes in his wolf form-lots of nudging and licking- though his enthusiasm was inhibited by the injury Sam just caused. After several moments Sam approached as well, in human form and dressed. Harry had calmed enough to start feeling tired once more. Paul was an expert at body language so when he approached Sam gave harry on final lick and backed off. San knelt in front of his son.

"I am disappointed in you harry. You know better." Harry wouldn't look at him.

"I'm sorry. I didn't…"

"We'll talk when we get home."

The walk home was silent and tense, harry lagged behind and still wouldn't look at him. By the time they got home both of them were feeling as though they had ruined their own bond by their actions.

Harry was quick to run up to his room, he didn't know what was said between Sam and Paul while they fought but he knew that a conversation had taken place. As they fought harry had been a shivering mess the cold of the night air plus his own fright had him shaking, even now he still had a slight tremor. He didn't want to face Sam, to see his disappointment. The thought made him sick and all he wanted to do was cry into his shoulder and accept comfort but he felt like he had just worn out his Harry fell asleep that night it was inspite of fighting and failing to hold back his tears, he fell asleep with his face still smothered in his pillow. Sam couldn't bring himself to move romhis spot at he base of the stairs, once again Harry had caused him to pit his Wolf against his human side and he didnt know how he would settled the confrontation and deal with the fears that he was sure Harry was having. When he had woken up that night he immediately knew that something was wrong and barged full speed into harry's room. He swore that his heart stopped when he couldnt find harry and his scent was faded. it took him several minutes to realise the Paul's scent was also in the room and was as fresh as Harry's. Another spark of fear shot through him,all he could see was the memory of him losing control and hurting Emily. There was no denying that Paul wasthe most unstable of the pack anger-wise he couldn't find it in him to calm down even a fraction. He was so worked up that he didnt trust himself to tell Emily he was leaving. His wolf was taking over. All his instincts screamed at him that he need to find and punish them and this is where is inner conflict began. it wasnt unheard of for him to punish the pack members, inversley it was actually quite normal and expected however aside from maybe a scolding, this had never seemed to apply to harry. Normally a punishement was some sort of fight, he would physically hurt and then overpower the offender, not badly enough to cause lasting damage but it had to be thorough enough to impress upon the wolves that the alpha was still in charge and not only that they were wrong but also that they had been punished and afterwards the transgression would be done with. It was milder for the younger wolves but it was always the same basic template; he would attack and they would have to succumb to him and allow him to mark then submissively as he did when they entered the pack. But harry was his son, his cub, he couldn't bring himself to do that to him. and yet he still couldn't squash his instinct to discipline him. When harry had ran up the stairs he wanted to run behind him, and when he heard him crying it was all he could do not to run behind him because he knew he had fully supressed his instincts just yet. He didn't know how long he stood there when Emily's hand on his arm pulled him fron his thoughts.

" Sam, please come back to bed." he opened his mouth to speak. " Tell me tomorrow, everybody is home and unhurt, lets deal with it tomorrow."

Sam was always awed at how Emily just seemed to know things and this time he was especially grateful for it.