Sam

He waited until they were back at their motel before pulling out his phone and sending a brief text to a certain Trickster slash Angel. Dean didn't even ask, just dropped his guns on the dresser, pulled off his jacket, and disappeared into the bathroom. A short time later Sam heard the shower running.

He dropped down on his bed, phone in hand and waited. Gabe was normally pretty quick to text him back. It gave Sam the impression the Archangel was bored. He must have drifted off because the next thing he knew there was something soft brushing against the tip of his nose.

He swatted at it and it disappeared. Only to come back the second he started to relax again.

"Dammit Dean," He muttered opening his eyes to glare at his...the very amused and grinning Angel sitting on his bed large black feather in his hand.

"You called?" The Angel said.

Sam sighed and sat up,"How long have you been in town?"

Gabe smirked at him, "Now that would be telling Samolama."

"Gabe…" He groaned out. "I just need to know if you messing around here or if there is another trickster in town?" Gabe tilted his head to the side tapping the damned feather against his chin.

"Please," he begged looking the angel in the eye. Gabe's golden eyes met his and Sam had to resist the desire to shiver. Gabe smirked, and Sam cursed the weird ability the Archangel seemed to have for reading minds.

He swallowed, "please." he tried again.

Gabe pouted at him, "not playing fair," the angel muttered, "fine." he leaned forward and ran the feather of Sam's cheek. Sam did his best to follow it with his eyes, "I'll tell you this Sammy, " the feather moved down along his chin." I may have played around a little with the local leo's, but I haven't touched the wolf pack." The feather now ran across his bottom lip and instead of shaking his head or pulling away he turned his gaze from the black feather to Gabe. The angel's eyes practically glowed from how intense he was watching the feather trace Sam's face. They looked at each for what felt like hours before the door knob to the motel room turned and then with a snap Gabe was gone.

Sam exhaled and tossed his head back against the headboard.

"I see twinkle toes is gone," Dean said dropping a white bag that reeked of fast food on the small table, "he doing this?"

Sam wondered as he got off the bed how he had missed the shower not running when Gabe was messin with him. Just how long had he been asleep?

"You left me alone, asleep, with him?" He asked annoyed as he sat across from his brother, who tossed a white to go box of food at him.

"Oh come," his brother said, smirking, "angel or trickster that man has a massive crush on you. He ain't going to hurt you."

Sam choked on air, "he what?"

His asshole of a brother just laughed and took a huge bite of his burger.

"You're so full of it, Dean." He mutters and opens his box. It's some kind of taco salad, he looked up and glares at his brother.

"What?" Dean says, "it's salad."

Not in the mood to argue with him, Sam picks at the mess of lettuce, meat, and chips in front of him. Surprisingly it was more lettuce then meat or chips and salsa over top is pretty good. They eat in silence for a while. This time he is thinking about what Dean said about Gabe. Sure his brother had been joking but that didn't mean there wasn't any truth to it. He sighed and dropped his fork in his box.

"We need to call the Sheriff and the pack, tell them that Gabe was behind the station shenanigans but not behind Peter's imprisonment. Then we need to start looking into other tricksters." His brother just nodded around shoving fries into his mouth.

"Or you can keep eating and I'll make the calls." He got a thumbs up, rolling his eyes he pushed away from the table to go find his phone.

Scott

Somehow it was decided that they would clear out the old guest turned storage room for Isaac. Scott tried to ignore how much it bothered him that Isaac wouldn't be sharing his room anymore. Logically he knew what his feelings were telling him, he just chose to deny them.

The room didn't take long to clear with Lydia ordering around the small group. The wolves had to pick up and move the heavy shit, like an old desk, some book shelves, and more than one box full of books. While Corey and Argent packed up and got rid of all the clothes and papers that were shoved into corners or unsealed boxes.

When the redhead asked what Scott wanted to do with all the stuff, he said throw it out on the lawn, he would call his father later and if the man wanted any of it he could take it. He did keep the shelves and a small coffee table for Isaac though.

He had asked his beta about the desk but Isaac gave him a look and muttered, "What the hell would I do with it?" To which, Corey asked in a quiet voice if he could have it. The twins had no issues carrying it up the stairs and putting it in the corner of Corey's room. The chimera had looked excited yet a little surprised by the whole exchange. Scott had made sure to pat him on the back and mutter a reassurance before going back helping Isaac.

After the room was mostly empty, Argent and twins headed back to the hunters place to get the stuff he was giving to Isaac. Argent had made it crystal clear the stuff was for Isaac to keep, not borrow. Lydia kidnapped Corey and Stiles right after and had disappeared, giving him and Isaac a mischievous grin as she climbed into her car.

That left him and Isaac sweeping up and scrubbing off the walls. When everything was clean he dropped down onto the floor.

"Finally." He breathed out relieved.

Isaac dropping down next to him chuckled, "at least until Chris gets back." He groaned and turned to glare at his beta. Their gaze met and suddenly Scott forgot how to breathe, he felt the desire to lean in and kiss Isaac and for a second he swear Isaac's eyes drifted to his lips, like he was having the same thought.

Panicked and confused, Scott cleared his throat and jumped to his feet.

"We should make lunch." He said before rushing out of the room.

While he was in the kitchen Liam and Theo wandered in, the other chimera seemed unsure about what to do as he followed behind the younger wolf. Scott on the other hand was looking at Liam with a guilty feeling in his stomach. Ever since Isaac had returned he had been thinking about his old beta as his beta, not thinking about the fact that he had a new beta.

He hadn't even noticed, not until Liam walked in and the weird feeling he normally got from the younger wolf wasn't there. A connection he hadn't even knew existed until now. He had always been able to tell when Liam was nearby, not like the rest of the pack, it was different, more clearer, how hadn't he noticed it before? He swallowed when Isaac walked in and he felt it.

Fuck, he had switched beta's and had no idea how, or how to tell the others. Would they be able to tell? Would Liam think Scott had replaced him? He looked at the kid, Liam was whisper to Theo, who's human blue eyes were on Scott, searching for something.

"Scott?" Isaac asked softly from beside him.

"I-" He shook his head, looking at Theo for help. The chimera looking conflicted before either of them made a move the front door opened, and for the second time that day, Scott was silently thanking Argent for his timing.

He didn't talk much as they unloaded a queen sized bed, a dresser, and two night stands from the twin's truck. He was so relieved when Isaac was side tracked trying to figure out where he wanted everything and he was able to slip out of the room.

He ended up sitting on his front porch step staring at the grass.

"You're going to have to tell them, soon." Theo said from behind him. He didn't turn around, just dropped his head to look at his shoes.

"I didn't even feel it happen." He said softly.

Theo snorted.

"Isaac was your first beta right?" Scott nodded, Theo hummed and dropped down next to him.

"You know it's possible the connection never broke. He would have still been your beta, but with him gone, the connection shifted a little to allow Liam to take over the responsibilities until Isaac came back." He looked over at the chimera.

"That's possible?"

Theo nodded, "I've heard about it with other packs, if the beta has to leave for some reason, most likely chasing a threat, another wolf steps up until he is back." While that bit of information helped him, it didn't change the fact that he was going to have to tell Liam and Isaac.

"How upset do you think he will be?" He asked. Theo shrugged, "he's gotten better at controlling his anger, and I think he already suspects. But the longer you go without telling him, the more pissed he's going to be." The chimera stood up, "Now come on before anyone else notices your sulking." He rolled his eyes but got up and followed Theo inside.

Isaac's room was just about done, the twins were arguing over where the coffee table should be put, Isaac sitting crossed legged in the middle of his bare bed watching them with a smile. His beta noticed him walk in and turned to look at him. Scott couldn't meet his eyes instead he looked over to where Liam was sitting on top of the dresser a phone in his hand.

"Lydia says everyone outside, now." The younger wolf said before jumping off the dresser and exiting the room.

The rest of them followed. Scott and Isaac both groaned when they walked outside and Corey stood at the back of Lydia's blue car, bags stuffed in his arms. A helpless look on his face, "I didn't do it," the chimera muttered moving to shove the bags at Liam who was the closest. "She's insane," he muttered moving towards Scott. Scott and Isaac snorted. Stiles openingly laughed pulling out a large bag from the car.

"What exactly did she get?" Isaac asked and Scott heard the bit of excitement in his voice.

"Everything!" The chimera whined, "and not just for you! She started asking me what colors I liked or fabrics I'd prefer and when I didn't answer she called Mason!" Scott was having a really hard time not laughing at the kid.

"He told her didn't he?" He asked, Corey glared at him before nodding his head.

Again Lydia took charge as she told Ethan to wash the brand new sheets and bedding she bought for both Isaac and Corey. Then she started unloading...well everything. She had storage containers, small shelves, lamps, a desk chair, curtains, rugs, extra sets of sheets and an alarming amount of pillows. Scott also saw smaller things like, two alarm clocks, picture frames, and other stuff she wouldn't let anyone see.

While they were putting together Corey's new desk chair, he heard her muttering about wanting to get them hope chests, Corey paled and looked at Scott for help.

"Lydia," she looked up at him, he gestured to the door and walked out. He waited until he heard her following him before he whispered, "You're freaking Corey out." She huffed, he turned to look at her, "He's grateful, but I don't think he's used to people spending money on him. Isaac's gotten better with my mom and Argent helping him, but Corey isn't there yet. Maybe think about holding off for a little?"

"Okay." She said, "That just means I'll have to shop for someone else…" She turned and started back towards Isaac's room, "Tell me Scott, what's your favorite color again?" She looked back over her shoulder at him with a huge grin. He groaned and didn't answer her.

When they were back in the room, he muttered, "you owe me," into Corey's ear.

The chimera gave him a relieved look.

When it was all said and done, Isaac's room looked great. Though Scott had to agree with Lydia that he needed more clothes, as his dresser was damn near empty.

Argent who was supposed to be ordering them dinner came back in, "Winchester wants to meet." A collective groan echoed through the room. Argent chuckled, "They say that the trickster they know was messing with police station but not Peter. They want to get together and see if we can figure out who this other trickster is."

"Where we meeting?" Scott asked.

"Derek's." Argent said, "I have already called him, it's the only place that can fit us all. I've also sent off a message to the sheriff, Jordan, and I also told Melissa."

"So no dinner?" Aiden asked from where he had dropped down on Isaac's bed.

"Drive thru?" Lydia said looking at her ex. The twin smiled at her and Scott wondered if they had patched things up. Lydia hadn't seemed hostile toward Aiden at all that day and Aiden had been hovering around her as much as possible. If they had fixed things were they back together? And if so what about Perrish?

"Who's riding with who?" Liam asked, pulling Scott's attention to his ex beta.

"You, me, and Theo, in his truck." Scott said, he saw the weird look Stiles and Isaac gave him. "Ethan, Aiden, and Lydia and can take their own or ride together, which ever they want. Isaac and Corey can ride with Argent or Stiles." He looked at the hunter to see if that was okay. The man nodded, though Stiles was still giving him a 'what the fuck,' look.

He didn't stick around to see who ended up where, he walked out of the house and hopped into the back seat of Theo's truck. He closed his eyes and tried not to listen as the others got into cars and drove off. When the doors to the truck opened, he opened his eyes to look at Theo. The chimera gave him a reassuring look, which was weird on Theo's face.

"What's up Scott?" Liam asked when he was in and his door was closed.

"I... shit," he cursed, "Liam I'm sorry." The younger boy turned in his chair to give him a strange look, "Sorry- oh," Laim's eyes widened as he seemed to understand what Scott couldn't say.

"He's your beta isn't he."

Scott nodded. "But I didn't know, not until today in the kitchen, and Theo has a theor-"

"It's okay." Liam cut him off. "If you think about it, I wasn't really the beta, Stiles was."

"But the connection?" he asked.

Liam nodded, "I felt it, but really when everything goes wrong and you're not there who does everyone call?"

"Stiles." Scott said understanding.

"You think that will change now that Isaac is back?" Theo asked.

Scott shrugged, "I don't know. Isaac before, he was just always there. I never really thought about it." He dropped back against the seat.

"Which probably why he was your beta." Theo said.

He looked at the chimera, "what do you mean?"

Theo sighed and gave Scott a resigned look in the rearview mirror, "You said he was always just there. Right?" Scott nodded, then realized that was dumb with the other man driving, "yeah."

"The connection you share, it's suppose to alert the beta when something is wrong or you need him. Liam you ever feel that?"

"No," the younger wolf shook his head.

"I'm betting Isaac did. He is more intune with you that any other's amongst the pack," Scott pointedly ignored the warmth that bloomed in his chest at that. "With Stiles," Theo continued, "everyone knows he is your best friend and the person you trust the most, so they call him. But the wolf in you calls to your beta, Isaac."

"Oh." Was all he could think to say. After that Liam and Theo started talking about movies Liam wanted Theo to see. He smiled at their bickering and tried to think about what Theo said. It made sense. He sighed, he really needed to learn more about the bonds and connections that linked his pack.

When they pulled up to Derek, he wondered what people would think of all the cars outside of the almost abandoned building. As he looked over the cars and realized they were the last to arrive.

Derek

He did not like all these people inside his loft. Especially the ones he didn't know, like the Winchesters or the vampires. He had already texted Stiles about ten times yelling that the idiot hadn't told him there was another vampire in town. Stiles just sent a single 'Oops,' text that had him snarling at his phone until Peter ripped it out of his hand. His uncle flat out refused to give it back.

Stiles the little shit, actually waved cheerfully at him when he walked into the loft. Derek had of course flipped him off. Getting an amused chuckle from several people in the room. He started considering telling them all to go have this meeting elsewhere when Scott finally walked in.

The Alpha took one look at him, smiled, then rushed across the room. Derek suddenly found himself being hugged, as he returned it he wondered if he looked as surprised as Peter had when he had hugged his uncle that morning.

"Welcome home." Scott said before pulling away and looking at Peter.

His uncle didn't seem to know how to take the Alpha looking him over, "You okay?" Scott asked and Peter just kind of nodded.

Suddenly Derek's body hummed when his weak pack connection intensified and he had to gasp for breath when he felt it start to heal. He put his hand out as he stumbled and was grateful when Parrish, who was close by, caught him. He closed his eyes and felt for the link, he whimpered, he was sure of it, when he could actually feel and manipulate it. It had been so long since he felt this, not even when he was Alpha and tried to connect with Isaac, Erica, and Boyd. He had never been able to fully establish the bond. He had hated it, felt like it was proof he was a terrible Alpha, hell maybe he had been right, but here and now, all he could think about was how amazing it felt to be part of the pack again.

He could trace the connections, the strongest were from him to Scott. Peter, and surprisingly his niece, Malia, after that where the others. If he focused hard enough he could place each person at the end of those threads. The one that him stopping and examining it was Stiles, the humans link was different, weaker than Scott or his uncle but stronger than any of the others. He swallowed and opened his eyes. He searched the room and spotted Stiles who was looking at him worriedly.

His wolf whined and Derek knew. It was Stiles that his wolf had been crying out for. He hadn't been pulled back to Beacon Hills just because of the pack or his family, he had been pulled back for his mate.

He stared at the human. He'd thought the kiss was a fluke, he knew he had found the kid attractive and while he teased Stiles about his intelligence, Derek found it incredible. How had he missed the obvious draw between them? Then he turned his head to the side and saw the Sheriff and Argent looking at him.

Fuck, he thought, I'm so dead.

He had to find a way to explain it all to Stiles. He sighed and looked at his uncle, maybe the older man would have some advice. He froze when he saw his uncle leaning against one of the vampires breathing heavy.

Peter

He had been amused at first, watching Derek pace his loft sending angry glares at their guests. But when his nephew had pulled out his phone for the 10th fucking time and sent off a text he found himself growing unamused. Of course he rolled his eyes when Derek growled at said phone, before he reached over and took it away. Peter didn't want the neanderthal to throw it against a wall...again.

He put it in his pocket and moved toward the stairs. He was going to sit about half way up like he normally did when the loft was invaded. But the vampire, Elijah was standing at the bottom, back against the wall, watching the room. He figured fuck it and stood next to the man. The man didn't seem to mind. They stood silently next to each for a while, watching Stiles come in and a few minutes later Scott.

For some reason he stepped away from the wall, wanting to get to the kid and...thank him. He hesitated when the young Alpha hugged Derek, welcoming him home, only a little bit jealous of the reunion. Though when Scott pulled back and looked at him, eyes roaming over him from head to toe, checking on him, he felt something like relief before something snapped in his head and he had doubled over from the feel of it.

He felt someone's arms catch him before he could fall to the floor, but that was background noise to the overwhelming feeling washing over him as his pack bond reamereged and solidified in his mind. His wolf crying out in joy.

He didn't know what to think, sure, Scott had said he was pack, but he didn't think the young Alpha truly understood. Scott was still new to being a wolf, how could he know about the bonds?

And yet, here it was pulsing through his mind, connecting him to Scott, Derek, and the rest of the teenagers. He almost cried out when he felt Malia's bond shining bright next to Derek's. His daughter. He knew he was emotionally damaged and she was as well. It left them awkward around each other, often times they hardly spoke, though he answered every call or text she sent and she surprisingly did the same. Neither of them knew how to do the family thing, so he kept his distance. Having her bond link burn as strong as Derek showed him that she truly was his family and gave him hope that he could build some kind of relationship with her.

"Are you alright?" A gentle voice asked, and Peter turned his head to see that it was Elijah who had caught him. "Yeah." He forced out, pulling himself to his feet.

"Sorry." Scott whispered. Peter looked at him and noticed Scott looking between him and Derek concerned. "It wasn't like that with the others."

"Our bonds hadn't been ripped apart or damaged like theirs." One of the twins said, causing Scott to wince.

"We're fine, Scott." Derek reassured their Alpha, before looking at the Winchesters, "how about we get on with this trickster conversation."

The Winchester, Sam, Peter was sure he introduced himself as stepped forward, "We have come across a Trickster before, Loki, and well he has admitted to playing pranks on the Sheriff, deputies, and the station, he swears he had nothing to do with Peter being locked up." The hunter took a breath, "I believe him. While messing with Peter might have been something he would have done in the past, it was missing his junival flare."

"Rude." The muttered word seemed to echo through the room, despite the fact it was spoken in a normal bored tone. Peter turned to the voice but he wasn't the fastest. There was a shortish man with brown hair, that Peter felt needed to be cut, pinned against the back wall by his throat. It seemed Kol didn't like being snuck up on.

"Easy there-Oh, well aren't you special." The man said, no fear in his voice at all. Peter could tell it confused the vampire. Peter got the impression Kol wasn't used to not being scary. He watched as the vampire looked over his shoulder at his brother. Who stepped forward as if to offer support, but there a snap of someone's fingers, and Peter damn near jumped out of his skin when the short man popped into existence in front of him.

He looked down at the man, growl in his throat.

"Cool it fido," The man muttered, "I'm looking to see who's been messin' with you." He gasped, Fido? This man, this trickster, was an asshole. But from his lack of fear, Peter knew to be careful. He wasn't in the habit of pissing of creatures that could kill him, well not internally.

"Huh," The man muttered, reaching out to touch his chest. Peter wanted to step back, because when the man touched him, power fucking hummed from the man's hand. It was overwhelming and his instincts screamed at him to run.

"Loki." Dean said moving to grab the tricksters wrist, "knock it out."

Peter was confused, this human touched and ordered a being of this much power around, no fear or hesitation, and all the Trickster did was frown at the hunter and move away.

"Do you know who it is?" Sam asked.

Peter backed away, he didn't want to be anywhere near the man, he stumbled when he hit someone else, but the vampire just put a hand on his shoulder and helped him stay on his feet.

"Yepp." The trickster did, making sure the P, popped.

"And?" Dean asked clearly annoyed with the Trickster.

"Oh, come on, Deano, tatalling on my colleagues is a sure way to get uninvited to the annual Christmas party."

Peter was impressed by the growl the hunter let out.

"Loki." The other Winchester said, sounding exasperated. Peter watched a change overcome the Trickster and he had to look at Sam and then back at the Trickster, huh, he thought, it seemed there was a little something there.

"Coyote." The Trickster said before snapping his fingers and disappearing.