An: Hey everyone! Hope you enjoyed my last installment. Heads up I started a community for DerekxScott smile I'm just sick of all this DerekxStiles crap, I honestly don't know how people see them together! Ugh, anyway, I made a community for them if you want to check it out please do, and if you know any good stories that should go in there please tell. I got a bunch of them already.

Chapter 11: Opening up

Scott stood in the kitchen at the Derek's house with a glass of orange juice in his hands. Their ride to the other wolf's house was in silence. Both of them had a different things going on in their minds. Derek was set on trying to make sure his mate was safe, while Scott was thinking about his mom and best friend getting hurt.

Scott knew Boyd was going to be outside Stiles' place, but that didn't do much to ease his nerves. He needed to come up with a plan, but what was he going to do.

He couldn't call upon the Argents for something like this. He knew Alison was still mad at him, and they wouldn't want to help a pack whose alpha killed one of them. He sighed, there was someone else he could turn to.

Scott put his drink down, he knew what he had to do. There was only one other person in town that could help him out. Lately he'd been so caught up with the pack, that he hadn't cared to see the town vet. Though Scott still didn't understand exactly what the man was, he did know that he could help if needed.

"Scott!" Issac called out before showing up in the room.

"You don't have to yell." The other laughed and tried to shake his earlier thoughts. "What's up?"

"So, I was wondering..." Scott looked at the boy with his eye brows raised, "Since your moving in, does that mean you and Derek are like official official."

"What does that even mean?"

"Like did he mark you?"

"No, why would you think that?"

"Well it's going happen sooner or later right?"

"I don't know yet, but if we do choose that it's between just the two of us."

Isaac scrunched up his nose and nodded before leaving just as quickly as he left. What was that all about? Scott shook his head at the younger wolf before deciding to start cooking. It was already 5, and he had no clue what they had in the fridge.

He looked around and luckily found some already skinned meat. He picked up the plate the food was on and looked at it. What was it? It was a few pieces of meat that looked on the small side. It looked kind of familiar. "It's three squirrels."

Scott threw the plate down on the counter, "What the hell, who eats squirrel?" He looked up to see Peter with a small smile across his face.

"Actually lots of hunters eat it, and we do." He walked a bit closer, "It taste a bit like wild chicken."

Scott looked down at the meat, "I don't know how to cook that."

Peter rolled his eyes, "The best way to eat it is fried."

"Fried?" Scott asked back with raised eye brows. "Do any of you go to the store to get meat the normal way?"

"If you haven't noticed we aren't exactly on the normal side." Peter laughed as he went to the fridge and got out eggs and milk. "I suppose you know how to fry food."

"Yea, but I don't know how to cut this meat up. Do you eat the insides as well?" Peter nodded, "Should I fry that up as well?"

"Yep, here I'll cut the food up and you do the rest." He sighed before getting a big butchers knife from one of the drawers. Scott inched away from the man. He never knew if he would ever completely trust the other wolf. He knew he was technically apart of the pack and he was a vast amount of knowledge and experience for the pack, but he knew the other wolf. He couldn't help but wonder what his other motives were.

"I'm not going to bite." Peter said as he noticed the younger wolf move away from him. "I'm not all that bad. I know you would like to make me this enemy, but things aren't exactly what they seemed."

"So you never wanted to kill and destroy the town." Scott said back sarcastically.

Peter smirked, "Yes I made some mistakes in how I handled things, but on my side things were quite different. I'd been waiting for such a long time to finally get strong enough to fight back. My family was killed by the Argents. I wasn't going to let that go, so I had to get stronger." He shrugged his shoulders, "Humans are easier to kill then animals."

Scott rose his eyebrows, "That's kind of scary that you know that."

"Your wolf will know that when your that desperate." He commented back. "I never said that I was saint. We will all have moments where we do what we need to do to survive. At the time, that's how I survived. Killing people also brought back exactly who I wanted back here."

"What do you mean?" Scott asked curiously.

"After the fire the Argent family left the area. They believed that the family was killed and they could move on. When I started killing they came back."

Scott looked over at the man. He was crazy, but at the same time a genius. He had the whole plan worked out, and it would have worked out until Scott got involved. "Why did you change me? I never understood that."

"It's hard to explain. My wolf took over, at that time I was all instincts and my wolf was the only thing that drove me. When I saw you I saw fresh meat. At the same time I felt a companion."

"Well that didn't exactly work out the way you wanted it." Scott said as he looked at what the other had done to the rabbit meat. Scott never knew if he could get used to actually cutting up animals like that.

"No, but you have turned into a strong and smart wolf. Rather you believe it not, I see you as one of my own." Scott looked up at Peter, and for the first time he really felt what the other was saying.

"Why aren't you ever like this outside of this conversation? For once you're not being a masochistic asshole."

Peter laughed at the boy's comment, "Over the years you learn that you can't trust anyone. You always need to trust your pack though, and out of everyone in the pack I trust you the most." Peter handed the boy the plate with the all the meat cut up. Before Scott had to the chance to really say anything else, Peter walked out of the room.

Scott was left to his thoughts as he started to dip the meat into the eggs then a batter before putting it into a skillet with vegetable oil. He never had a talk with Peter like that before; it was strange.

Forty-five minutes later Scott finally cooked a good amount of food. As though the people in the house knew, Derek, Isaac and Peter were down stairs at the table. "Didn't even have to call any of you."

"I've been waiting patiently." Isaac said back with a hungry look in his eyes. "I love your cooking." His mouth was already watering at the smell that carried from the kitchen.

Derek walked into to kitchen and smiled at his mate. "I don't want to hear anything."

"Of course not." Derek said knowing he was referring to the fact that he took it upon himself to cook for everyone. Derek then grabbed plates and forks for everyone and put them at the table. Scott carried the fried rabbit, rice and green beans to the table.

Isaac quickly dug into the food like a kid going for ice cream. Scott laughed at him before he too went in for the food.

Scene Change

Stiles' had dinner set up for his father already when he stepped though the door. Being the cop he was, he already knew something was different in his house. He looked around and looked at the patch of new still wet dry wall. "Stiles!"

Stiles grinned as he came out of the kitchen. "Hey dad."

"Want to tell me what this is all about?"

"I ordered pizza, I know it's your favorite."

"Stiles," His father gave him a disproving look. "Now explain to me what happened."

"You're not going to like this." Stiles said as he rubbed the back of his neck. "So it goes like this. Scott and I were playing X-box. We were going to have lunch then the door bell. Scott got it and this werewolf bitch from the alpha pack was at the door and she tried to kill Scott."

"Wait hold up, what's this alpha pack?" Stiles shut his mouth and looked around the room. Did he really just tell his father that? "What are you keeping from me this time?"

"Look it's a pack mater thing."

"Stiles."

"Fine, there's this alpha pack here to test the normal pack we have here. Nothing else really. Other then one of them is Derek's almost finance. She came here to kill Scott."

"Why would she want to do that?" Damn Stiles was talking too much. Before he knew it he could let Scott and Derek's relationship slip. He had to come up with a lie, and fast.

"They are trying to pick off all the pack members to leave the alpha. They want Derek to join them so they started with the omega then they are going to go after the rest of the pack members." Well it wasn't completely a lie. Most of what he said was the truth, just now the whole truth.

His father rose a eyebrow at his son. He could tell there was something being left out, but for now he wasn't going to force it out of his son. "Where's Scott now?"

"He's with the pack. They are going to keep him safe." His father nodded at the information.

"Is the alpha pack going to attack people?"

"So far they haven't. It's a pack mater. Scott told me they don't like to involve humans in these kind of things, but just in case they have Boyd outside." He pointed to the door.

As if it was perfect clock work Boyd stood outside the door and waved to the two of them. "Is he going to be alright out there?" He asked Stiles as he waved at the stranger.

Stiles laughed at the exchange."You know he can hear you right."

His father looked over at him in surprise. "What?"

"It comes with the werewolf abilities." Boyd chucked outside before disappearing into the night.

"Weird," He said before he turned his attention back to his son, "has he eaten anything? He could come in for dinner if he needs it."

"I gave him a few pieces of pizza earlier so he should be fine. He's used to being outside. I bet he's a little wolfy running around the forest." Stiles chucked at his own mental image.

"I jut feel bad leaving him out there when he can stay inside."

"He's just making the the alpha pack doesn't try to attack us." There was a few moments of silence between the two of them; when, he remembered something else that got damaged. "Before you go into the living room find out later, the table broke." His father's eyes instantly went wide with panic, "the pack got a new one, In fact after he left they all came over to help clean this place up." His father's eyes narrowed at him. "Have I ever told you how much I loved you dad?"

"I'm going to put some television on and watch NCIS. I want two peperoni slices." He said before he walked away. "Oh and a beer." He added as he sat on the couch.

Stiles nodded his head and sighed. At least he wasn't grounded. There was always a bright side.

An: And there is another chapter : ) Hope you enjoyed oh and I will announce this... next chapter there will be... a lemon! (aka. Sex scene) I think I've waited long enough to let my inner fan girl out on this story. Next chapter will be quite a fun one. Oh and hope you enjoyed my random Boyd scene. I've been waiting to have a random pop up moment with him.

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