Despite of the age difference the siblings found themselves in the same situation, and to anyone besides the two it was cosmical. The males sat mimicking each other. Derek and Scott sat on the sofa in the formal living room in dressed similarly and both with their arms crossed over their chest. While Derek looked annoyed Scott was nothing but a bundle of nervous energy. This was evidence by the consistent shaking of Scott's leg. Of course the whine that came out of his mouth was also a pretty good clue.

"Stop it idiot." Derek barked at his brother. Scott's leg shaking was causing vibrations making Derek shake as well. He was also picking up on Scott's emotions. It was hard to keep his in check when his brother had so little control over his own.

"Sorry." Scott let out another pitiful whine.

"Look it's going to be okay. Peter and Isaac are going to watching you the whole time. One of them will be able to get to you before anything happens." That was Derek's solution. He had all but ordered Peter and Isaac as Scott's body guard. They were to give Derek updates every half hour. He also gave them the directives to kill Chris and or Allison if need be, but kept that from Scott. The kid didn't need anymore on his plate right now.

"Easy for you to say. You're gonna be having dinner with Stiles and his dad not a trained werewolf hunter." Scott rubbing the palm of his hands in his eyes. He would gladly switch places with Derek right now if he could.

Derek was about to argue that having dinner with his brother and cousin idiot best friend was not going to be a picnic for him when he was interrupted. "Alright boys lets walk you to your deaths." Peter entered the room joking.

"Smile." Isaac came out of nowhere with a camera quickly taking a picture and laughing very proud of himself.

"What was the point of that idiot? You know our eyes emanate screw up the picture unless we're focused." Derek rolled his eyes at the antics of his younger cousin. He was already on edge he did not need to be egged on.

"But I will know what this picture means and that's good enough for me." Isaac had been waiting, what seemed like, his whole life to finally have something on Derek that he could tease him for. It was a good day.

"Whatever. Come on Scott let's go." Derek took his brother by the arm and help him up. Peter would be driving both brother's tonight. Derek wanted to be with his brother for as long as possible. "Listen try to relax, and have fun. He's her father so you have to respect him. Also he is suppose to scare his daughter's boyfriend. " Derek offered his brother some last minute advice as they pulled up to Abby's house. Derek had been very clear that he would only intervene with the wolf stuff anything else Chris did was the right of every father and Scott was on his own. Scott was not amused. Derek gave his brother a full hug and watched as the car pulled off.

This was absurd, insane, and ridiculous those were the thoughts that were running through Derek's mind as he made his way up to the Stilinski household. His second was wondering when he had lost his balls. He shouldn't be here he should be over at the Argent house watching Scott.

"Hello Derek." Stiles answered the door with a shit eating grin on his face. Stiles was giddy at the prospect of being able to tease Derek. Normally the older wolf sacred the crap out of him. Tonight Derek was going to be far game. The way that Stiles saw it he wouldn't try anything in front of Abby. He was going to enjoy himself.

"Stiles." Derek growled out as if he was able to read the teen's thoughts. "Well are you going to invite me or are you gonna force me to stand her all night?"

"Don't be such a sourwolf I was getting to that." Stiles stepped a side and bowed slightly. "Master Derek won't you please come in?"

Derek rolled his and went to grab the teen to push him up against the door fully prepared to tell him off when he realized that Abby could walk in on them at anytime. "That's right my house, my rules." Stiles flicked his hands into Derek's chest. Derek simply nodded his head and smoothed down Stiles' jacket.

"You know tomorrow everything goes back to normal." Derek replied in a tone that indicated that he could wait and bid his time, and yes he was going to make Stiles pay.

"Yeah that's right, but tonight you're my bitch." Stiles laughed and mimicked Derek's action and smoothed down Derek's jacket. Derek then made an aggressive motion with his head that caused Stiles to jump back. "Oh my God."

"So where is Abby?" Derek asked the still frightened teen.

"Still getting ready. She told me to have you sit on the livening room, and wait." Stiles lead the older man into the room where his father was already waiting.

"John." Derek said in an acknowledgment as he took a seat.

"Derek." John replied in the same tone taking a long drink from his glass.

The three man just sat in an uncomfortable silence neither knowing what to say or how to act. "Awe hell this is gonna suck." John commented from his seat. The other man did need to vocalize their agreement with the older man to show that they were thinking the same thing.

Abby came down the steps a short while later to the relief of all the males. "Derek." Abby breathed out. "I am so happy that you came." Derek took the women in his arms kissing her lips, and the inhaling her scent as he rubbed his nose along her hair while he hugged her.

"Oh my God that is totally gross. We are about to eat here." Stiles whined turning his head away.

Derek was smiling, not smirking, but actually smiling at the look that was on Stiles face. That will teach to mess with him. "Yes, I can't wait to see what you've cooked." Derek kept his arm around Abby not caring at how uncomfortable it made the others.

"What the hell is this?" John commented as his food was put in front of him.

"Stiles said that you are on a very strict diet, and that you were to only eat specific foods." Abby defended the food she prepared.

"That's right dad. Remember what the doctor said: less stress and a healthier diet." Stiles reinforced coming to his cousins aid.

While everyone else at the table was having a nice fatting steak with a side of starchy potatoes John was having grilled chicken and mixed vegetables. "Just kill why don't ya."

Derek was amused at his dinner companions, and slightly jealous. His own family didn't act like this. They were stiff to best describe it. They loved each other Derek knew that. The Stilinski's, however, joked around and teased each other. They were like a family. He hoped that Abby would change that.

"I don't want you to worry. Isaac and I are going to be right outside the whole time. If you need us just howl and we will be to you in a matter if seconds." Peter tried to reassure his youngest nephew.

Scott walked up the Argents door and knock hesitantly he was not happy to find that it was Chris Argent who answered the door and not Allison. Chris Argent was even less happy to see that Scott was not alone. "Scott, come in." Chris kept a big smile on his face.

"Ummm, thanks for having me Mr. Argent." Scott replied unsure of himself. Honestly what does one say in this type of situation.

Once inside Chris laid into Scott. "Let's get a few things straight. How about I know what you are, let's continue with the fact that your family and mine don't like each other very much, and let's end with I know exactly what you intend to do with my daughter. Tonight, however, is about Allison, and I want to give her what she wants. I also want to make it very clear that if you do anything to hurt my daughter I just might have to get back into the family business of werewolf hunting. Derek might think that he has this whole town under his control, and he may very well be right, but Allison is my daughter I will do anything I have to protect her."

Scott heard a growl coming from outside, and knew that his uncle was not impressed with Chris Argents' speech. "I understand that, but know that I care about your daughter more then my own life. I know that it is hard for you to understand what we are, and what is happening. If I had to describe in terms that you can understand is that I am completely head over heels in love with your daughter."

Chris Argent was not prepared to have any conversation that went beyond his very young high school daughter simply dating. He certainly was prepared for what Scott was suggesting. "Let's just get threw this dinner without one of us killing the other."

Again Scott heard another growl, and he knew that his uncle wanted any excuse to pounce. "Let's not talk about killing or harming anyone, okay?"

"Hmm perhaps we should go into the dinning room. Allison should be down shortly." Chris got Scott's message loud and clear.

When Allison came down and joined they spent the dinner talking about lacrosse, and school. Subjects that were nice and safe. Little by little Scott became more and more comfortable.