Hotch watched as Stiles headed to his seat. What had him stunned as his scent? It was the same one as the one in Melissa's home. And it was having the same effect it had, had back there.

"He's a little young don't you think?" Morgan broke through his clouded mind.

Hotch glanced at Morgan, he had honestly forgotten the beta was even there. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Morgan just shrugged "Nothing man, it's just I've never seen you so open with someone other than Reid, JJ, or Kate."

"Open?"

"Your scent." Morgan grumbled. "You're releasing your scent around that boy's scent. It's making me nauseous."

Hotch hadn't realized what he was doing. "Sorry."

"Hotch, are you trying to claim him?" Morgan was genuinely confused. An alpha would only overpower the scent of others in front of another for two reasons. One was to entice the wolf or omega to choose them as their mates. The other was to protect said wolf or omega from other alphas.

"No." He ran a hand through his hair. "But for some strange reason, he caught my attention. His scent is..." He couldn't describe it in words. But it was doing things to him.

"Look man, just tread carefully." Morgan lowered his voice so only Hotch could hear. "He is the sheriff's kid and Kate's nephew. Don't go chasing for the hell of it."

"If what your insinuating is that after I bed him and walk away..." Hotch started but was cut off.

Morgan was surprised by the words Hotch had said. 'After? Was he really into a male he just met?' Hotch was acting like a wolf protecting his mate.

"What? No! Come on Hotch I know you better than that. All I'm saying is some would oppose to you chasing after the omega." Morgan laughed at Hotch's stunned face. "Yeah, you were so engrossed in him that you didn't even catch his scent."

Hotch felt a pride rise from the bottom of his gut to his chest. Leave it to him to fall for an omega. Taking one last look at him, he let out a low growl. As he turned towards the bleachers, a warning growl stopped him. Hotch glanced over his shoulder locking eyes with a young wolf, his eyes flashing gray.

Hotch quickly turned away cursing himself for letting his control slip. Yet that wolf dared to warn him off the omega. A growl bubbled at the base of his throat. Having felt Stiles in his arms, he wasn't too keen on letting him go anytime soon.

Taking a seat in the row above his team, he ignored their curious looks. He was sure Morgan would tell them all about his encounter with the omega. Melissa came back from who knows where with an older male. By his scent he was human.

She looked at Hotch curious as to why he had dirt on his suit. "Noah this is Aaron Hotchner, Aaron this is Noah Stilinski."

"Pleasure to meet you, sheriff." Hotch said shaking his hand.

"Pleasures all mine. If you don't mind me asking why are you covered in dirt?" Noah asked.

Hotch shrugged it off. "One of the kids bumped into me. No harm done."

Melissa raised a brow. "He managed to take you down?"

"Caught me by surprise is all."

If Hotch was being honest he paid no attention to the ceremony, his mind was on a certain omega. The omega's scent was still mixed with his, giving him the comfort he didn't realize he needed. Hotch was pulled out of his thoughts when JJ tugged on his arm.

"Come on time to meet the nephew." JJ still tried pulling him up, squealing at being the one pulled into his lap. "You're so lucky Emily isn't here."

Hotch helped her stand wrapping his arms over her shoulder. "I'd have her on my lap just as easy."

"Shut up." JJ grumbled getting a laugh out of the alpha.

Scanning the crowd for his mother, he opted to use his nose. Following the scent of tulip that could only belong to her, he found her close to the parking lot. Jogging over to her, he was engulfed in her arms.

"I am so proud of you." Mellissa spoke through her tears.

"Mom don't cry." Scott chuckled. "I graduated, not leaving."

"Just let me have this moment." Kissing him on the cheek, she covered his eyes with her hand. "Now I have a surprise for you." She turned him around to face her.

Scott perked up. "A surprise? What is it?"

Kate stood in front of the boy, giving Melissa the go to remove her hands and replace them with her own. "I'm your favorite aunt. Used to cover for you when I sneaked out. Who am I?"

Scott jumped at the new voice. Inhaling the new scent, he quickly turned around. "Aunt Kate!" Leaning forward he scooped her up in a tight hug. "What are you doing here?"

"You didn't think I would miss your graduation now did you?" She finally let him go, leaving the young alpha gasping for breath.

"Ptff no." Seeing his aunt raise an eyebrow Scott sagged his shoulders. "Okay, yeah but in my defense, you are constantly on the move."

"I get it. In full disclosure, I almost didn't make it but then my wonderful and oh-so-loving boss came to the rescue. He was able to get us a week off, on account, they came with me." She ignored the slight scoff. "You have me for a full week."

"Who's here with you?" Glancing over her shoulder, he spotted a large group. "Who are they?"

"My team, come I'll introduce you." Kate dragged him towards a group of six adults and one kid. Allison caught up with them, her eyes trained on the adults.

"Guys this is my nephew Scott and his girlfriend, Allison. Scott, these are Aaron Hotchner, JJ, her son Henry, Derek Morgan, Penelope Garcia, David Rossi, and Spencer Reid."

Taking a whiff of the air around them, he picked up on nothing out of the ordinary. "Hello." Holding his hand out to Rossi, he assumed this was the team leader.

Rossi quirked a brow. "Hello."

"I have to ask, how do you put up with Kate?" Scott teased. "One week is just about to drive me insane."

"That's Aaron's specialty." Rossi chuckled. "He's the one that hired her."

"Oh, you're not the team leader?" Scott frowned, his eyes darting between the two males. "Sorry, I just-"

"Don't worry about it, it's a common mistake." Aaron jumped in. "I keep telling him to dye the white hair."

"No one touches the hair." Rossi growled.

"But to answer your question, I just hand her over to JJ and Emily." He shrugged, ignoring the look of disbelief on Kate's face.

Spencer tugged at Hotchner's sleeve, with a slight whimper. "I'm hungry."

Placing a gentle hand on the omegas cheek, he nodded. "Alright, let's go get something to eat." Hotch was slightly worried for Reid. Reid always got hungry and tired a few days before he went into heat. Unfortunately, there was no beta here that could help him through it, so if push comes to shove he'd be the one to jump in. "Morgan." He gestured to Reid. "Get the cars running."

"Scotty, why don't you gather your friends and come join us for lunch." Kate placed a hand on his shoulder, glancing at the group lingering in the field. "I won't take no for an answer."

"Alright, we haven't eaten since lunch anyways." Turning around, he waved them over. "I'll let them know."

"You smell that?" Kate asked Hotch as soon as Scott was out of earshot.

"Most are wolves. But there is something else." Hotch pulled her in closer, speaking quietly. "It smells like a coyote."

"It's coming from one of the females." Kate muttered. "Five humans, three males, and two females. But one of the females is not entirely human."

"Banshee." Hotch growled. "Banshee's don't have a scent of their own. It's of their pack mates all rolled up in them."

"That explains the lack of identity in her scent." Kate gestured to the tall brunette. "That's the coyote."

"Mmhm." Taking a deep breath he chuckled. "Been a while since I have seen a were-coyote."

"I've never heard of one in a pack of wolves." Kate muttered.

"Like us, they need a pack. She might be the only of her kind here." Turning his face into her hair, he nuzzled into her. "They are coming this way."

"Okay let me go tell Mellissa and Noah about lunch plans." Prying herself off him, she squeezed his hand.

JJ walked up to Hotch grabbing his hand, watching Kate walk away. "Hmm."

"What's wrong?"

"Morgan told me about the omega."

Hotch groaned. "JJ..."

"Relax Hotch I'm not going to say anything against it." JJ stopped him before he could shut down on her. "But I want you to be aware of the consequences. If he is your mate, you will have to explain it to him. He is human and probably doesn't even know he's an omega. Which means he doesn't know what that involves and what he can do."

Hotch hadn't thought about that. A human omega would feel some attraction to their mate, but nowhere near the level, Hotch would feel. A human male omega can still get pregnant and they can still fall into heat. The heat however will be triggered by their mates.

"There are other things you must keep in mind." JJ continued. "He is the son of the sheriff, who is dating a pack mates sister. He is also in another pack, which means you must tread carefully around the omega. And lastly, he is 18. You will have to go slow with him. Control yourself and your emotions. Remember his body won't adapt as quickly to your needs as a wolf would."

That was another issue. Unlike a wolf male, the human omega would have difficulty taking his knot. It would probably be painful for him. Not to mention he'd most likely get pregnant after their mating. And that was a whole different situation.

"JJ, we don't even know if he's my mate." Hotch stated. "Just because he's an omega means nothing."

"What does his scent make you feel?" Her eyes darted below his waist. "You're not that good at hiding it."

Rolling his eyes, he adjusted himself. "So he gets me hard, wouldn't be the first one. Reid managed to do that a few times by his scent alone."

"Reid was in heat." JJ pointed out. "And you still held your own around him. This boy isn't in heat yet and you have no control."

"He's still only a boy JJ, he's 18." Hotch sighed.

Placing a hand on his arm, she leaned against him. "He's of age Aaron. But like I said, take it slow. He may be a human omega, but he will still feel something towards you." Before letting him go, she turned back around. "Another thing, ease up on the PDA with Kate. If he is your mate, he will get possessive of you."

"I will."

JJ leaned up kissing him on the cheek before walking away. She turned in time to hear Spencer scream as Henry tackled him down to the ground. Rossi walked up to him with an 'I know what you did' smirk.

"What Dave?" Hotch was starting to get annoyed with his pack.

"Nothing can't I just come as stand by you?" Rossi asked innocently. "My lovely alpha."

"Not with that shit-eating grin you have going on there." Hotch retorted.

"Just curious about your encounter earlier with a certain omega." Rossi's smirk got even bigger.

"Nothing happen. He bumped into me. We fell. He apologized. I asked if he was okay. He was and that was the end of it." Hotch decided to keep certain things to himself. No point in mentioning his hands wandering the omegas waist.

"Yeah that's why you were smiling like an idiot and the poor boy was as red as a tomato." Rossi said walking away before Hotch can say anything in return. Hotch just glared at the man, hoping he'd burst into flames.

About twenty minutes later the team plus Mellissa and Noah were gathered at the parking lot waiting on the others. Reid was getting impatient, whimpering every few minutes. Which put the alpha in an annoying mood. Hearing the omega whimper once more, Hotch growled in warning.

"Aaron." Kate snapped, running her hand up and down Reid's back. The heat coming off him was a clear indication he was a few days from his heat.

Hotch sighed but made no move towards the omega. He was working on keeping himself stable. The scent of his mate was nearby and it was drawing closer. It overpowered even Reid's scent. Unfortunately with Scott nearby, he couldn't get a clear smell of him alone. Taking a deep breath he felt his heart skip a beat. Of course, Stiles would be with the group, but he was still stunned. When Stiles glanced up and locked eyes with him he couldn't help but smile at hearing the omega's heart speed up.

Stiles glanced forward, pulling away from the conversation he was having with Corey and Liam. His steps faltered at catching the same dark brown eyes from before. His heart began pounding hard against his chest and seeing him smirk, it skipped a beat. He felt comfort in his eyes. He had felt something similar from Derek, but this was different. It was strong. It was like a pull towards him.

Theo had managed to get on Scott's hood grace, tagging along with the pack. "Where are we going?"

Mason shrugged. "Scott just said we were going to eat."

"My aunt and her team want to take us." Scott replied from the front. "I'm pretty sure it's only my aunt."

"Those are the fe-" Theo picked up on Stiles's heartbeats. Turning towards his obsession, he followed his gaze to the man from before. A growl slipped past his tight lips.

Scott glanced over his shoulder with a perplexed look. "What's with you today?"

"Nothing." Theo turned back to his conversation with Mason, ignoring the looks he was getting from the others.

"Listen, I know the last thing we want to be doing right now is going to eat with a group of feds." Scott began his pep talk. "But my aunt wanted to do this, so please behave yourselves."

"I for one like it. This might actually be an interesting event." Stiles tore his gaze off the agent, looking over at Scott. "I mean they are FBI. They must have some amazing stories."

"Right stories." Lydia scoffed.

Stiles frowned. "What?"

Wrapping her arm around his arm, she leaned into him. "You have not taken your eyes off that man for a moment. And you're drooling."

"I'm not." Wiping the corner of his mouth, he glared at the laughing Banshee. "So I'm looking. That's why we have eyes. To look."

"Look? Yes. Undress with eyes filled with lust? Nope." Lydia chuckled. "You look like you're about to mount him."

Stiles rolled his eyes. "He is good-looking." His eyes darted back to the agent. "You think he can hold me up?"

"Can we not talk about you sleeping with my aunt's co-worker?" Scott grumbled.

Stiles just shared a look with Lydia. For years he had been battling with the concept of telling the pack he was bisexual. Now granted he has never had sex with another male, but he knew what he liked. He has dated other males, there's Theo. He knew what turned him on and what he wanted. He had a few conversations with Jackson and Mason in regards to what to expect. What needed to be done and how. He spent months researching between bottoms and tops. He had even gone as far as asking Danny to take his V-card.

"Behave." Scott mumbled under his breath. "Sorry, it took a while to gather everyone up."

Kate waved it off. "Don't worry about it, so who is everyone?"

"Uh, that's Malia, Lydia, Jackson, Erica, and her partner Boyd, Danny, Ethan, his brother Aiden, Mason, and his boyfriend Corey, Liam, Hayden, Kira, and Theo." Placing a hand on Stiles's shoulder, he pulled him forward. "This is Stiles."

Feeling uneasy under the gaze of the agent, he gave them an awkward wave. "Hi again." Looking up he found amusement in his eyes. "Sorry, about before."

"No harm done."

'Jesus, that voice.' Stiles bit his lip, stepping back into the group. "How old is too old?"

Jackson shook his head, leaning close to his ear. "By the looks of him, I'd guess he's in his early thirties."

"So…"

"Just go for it spaz." Ethan whispered. "That is if he's even into guys."

Stiles frowned. "You think he's straight?"

Corey shrugged, jumping into their conversation. "He looks like your typical alpha male. I don't think he swings that way."

"Please, a man like that?" Mason scoffed. "I bet 50 he swings both ways." Seeing the look Corey gave him, he laughed. "Look at him. You telling me that you wouldn't go home with him?"

"Not my type, but if he was yeah."

Lydia tilted her head, studying the agent. "I'd go home with him."

"Guys!" Scott's eyes darted from them to the agent in a panic.

Stiles looked over at him, eyes widening at realizing they heard everything. "Shit."

JJ cleared her throat, trying not to laugh at their expense. Snaking a glance at Hotch, she shook her head at seeing the lush fill his eyes. "I guess I'll start the introductions." She pointed to herself. "I'm JJ and these are Derek Morgan, Spencer Reid, you already know who Kate is, Henry my son, David Rossi, Penelope Garcia, And that's Aaron Hotchner."

There was an awkward silence for a moment. The Hale pack was still embarrassed at having been caught. The BAU were enjoying seeing them squirm. It was Noah that took pity on the group, getting them moving towards the car.

"Melissa and I will take my car." Noah stated. "You can follow us. I know a town favorite."

Kate nodded. "Just let us sort ourselves out." She turned to Hotch. "Are we all going to fit?"

There were 17 of them and 8 of them. They only had two SUVs and each one could hold eight individuals. "Sheriff, hold on for a moment."

Noah paused. "Yes?"

"You'd have to take three with you. We won't all fit in the SUVs." Kate said.

"Oh, we aren't all going." Kira jumped in. "I have to go find my parents and brother."

"Who's going?" Rossi asked.

"Morgan, why don't you take the team in your car." Hotch tossed him a set of keys. "Reid looks like he's about to pass out."

"Copy that."

Scott froze at the sweet scent of the pup hit him. The wind had turned courses, hitting him straight on. Taking another deep breath, his red eyes landed on the young boy Henry. "He-he's a wolf?"

Seeing the true alpha flash his eyes at the pup, Hotch growled. "He is."

"Are you all wolves?" Allison asked.

Kate glanced at her team then to Melissa. She wanted to wait until they were alone, to tell Scott herself. "Yes." She refused to look at Scott. A part of her beloved he wouldn't accept her. Melissa had told her how long it took Scott to accept this side of himself.

"Who's the alpha?" Stiles asked.

"I am." Hotch his eyes bore into Stiles's light brown eyes. The omega refused to look away. Raising a brow he smirked at the defiance in his eyes. 'Omega that acts like a beta.'

"How were they not able to smell you?" Lydia asked, motioning towards her pack mates.

"Hotch taught us how to hide our scents." Reid jumped right in. "It pretty easy to learn, but Henry is not yet old enough to do so."

"His scent was hidden with ours." Kate added.

"How did-" Erica was cut off by a deep sigh.

"How about we get moving?" Hotch was getting restless of all the questions and Reid's whimpering. "You can ask away after we eat something."

"Okay, Ethan, Jackson, and Aiden you guys ride with the sheriff and mom." Scott ordered. "Kira and Danny are going with their families. Hayden, Mason, and Corey still have class. So that leaves the rest of us."

"Hotch, we can take two more." JJ said. "Rossi is taking Henry back to the house. They aren't hungry and Henry is annoyed."

"We'll go!" Lydia grabbed Stiles's arm, pulling him towards the blond.

"Actually, why don't Allison and Scott come." JJ suggested. "His aunt is riding with us."

Scott shrugged. "Okay."

"How is Rossi going back?" Hotch asked.

JJ held her phone up. "Calling a cab."

"No need." Stiles fished his keys out of his pocket. "He can take my jeep. I was going to have to come back for it later."

"Why aren't we just taking our cars?" Jackson suddenly asked.

Stiles snorted. "With the graduation? Every place will be packed. Just leave them here, we'll stop by later." Heading for the blacked-out SUV, he was surprised to find it open. Glancing to his left he ducked his head at seeing Hotch holding it for her. "T-thank you."

Jogging around the front, Hotch jumped into the vehicle. Turning the SUV on he waited for the others to climb in. In the meantime, he grabbed his phone connecting the AUX cable, opened the music app, and handed it to Stiles.

He jumped, feeling the phone tap him on the arm. "What?"

"I have no idea what music you listen to." Hotch explained. "You have your pick."

"You sure about that?" He was already scrolling through some lists. "You might end up regretting this."

"I doubt it can be any worse than what Morgan puts on." Hotch chuckled.

Picking a low-beat song, he sneaked a glance at Hotch. The man had his head rested back against the seat, eyes closed. "Sorry, about earlier."

Turning to the right, he opened one eye. "Again? That's the third time. I wasn't hurt."

"Hurt? Oh no, I meant about the other thing." He dropped his gaze down to the phone in his hand. "About the things I said. It wasn't any of my business whether you're straight, bi, or gay. That's only your business. Not that there is anything wrong with either." He slammed his hand against his chest. "I'm bi myself. Although I haven't technically been with a guy, but I'm just waiting for the right one. I don't want to just go-" His eyes widen, tossing his head up he turned to Hotch. The agent was staring at him with a small smirk. "I don't know what the hell I just said all that. What is wrong with me?"

"A lot of things." Lydia popped her head in between the two. "We are good to go."

Looking back he made sure they were all seated and buckled up. In the very back seat were Liam, Theo, Erica, and Boyd. The middle row was Issac, Lydia, and Malia. His eyes lingered for a moment on Theo in the very back. Theo was glaring at him, his eyes moving towards Stiles once in a while. But what had Hotch ready to tear his throat out, was the spike in Theo's scent with each glance.

'That's the wolf from earlier.'

Looking back at Stiles he noticed his seatbelt was off. Leaning over the boy, he reached for the belt. Taking a deep breath he exhaled with a deep growl. His eyes landed on the pale neck. Precisely on the spot he'd place his mark. Looking up he met wide, yet curious eyes. Leaning in he took another deep breath, before pulling back and buckling the omega in. "They weren't wrong"

Stiles exhaled slowly. "A-about what?"

He tilted his head in a 'really' gesture. "Guessing my preference."

"Oh." Now he was sure he was red. "So, you're Bi?"

Hotch tilted his head side to side. "It's more of a wolf thing. We don't see male or female, just a potential mate. But in your terms, yes."

"Question, how old are you?" Erica suddenly asked. "If you don't mind me asking."

"34."

"Scott said you worked with the feds?" Boyd realized what Erica was doing and decided to help. The alpha was releasing his scent around Stiles, it was make the rest of them uncomfortable. Not in a weird kind of way, but in a flight or fight way. In other words the alpha was staking his claim. Which meant every other male in the radius was considered a threat.

Hotch nodded. "The BAU."

"Is that all you have done?" Lydia decided to jump into the interrogation.

"No." When did he become the suspect? "I was SWAT before joining the FBI."

"Didn't you co-write the hostage guidebook?" Mason asked.

"I did." Thankfully the phone rang before they could question him some more. Grabbing it, he handed it to Stiles, who in return gave him a confused look. "I'm driving. Do you mind?"

"No." Accepting the call, he placed it on speaker. Moving it closer to him, Stiles rested his hand on his shoulder.

"Hotchner."

"Hotch, do you know how much further?" Kate's voice came over the speaker.

"I don't know." Hotch looked to Stiles. "Do you know where the sheriff is taking us?"

"If I'm correct, we are about three minutes out." Stiles decided to ignore the whisper touch his breath did against his wrist.

"We're almost there." Hear the low whimper he sighed. "How's Reid?"

"Like he's about to take a bite out of Morgan." A slight 'that's uncalled for' came through the phone.

Hotch chuckled. "There is some chocolate in the glove department. JJ hid it there from Henry."

"You're a life saver." With that, the line went dead.

Stiles handed the phone back to Hotch. His hands were warm against him. Stiles prolonged the touch without realizing he was. His hands were hot against his own. It made him wonder how they'd fell on him. Pulling away from the alpha, he laid his hands in his lap. Something inside him stirred begging to be touched again.

"Thank you." The omega wasn't aware of what he was doing, but his scent was hot-boxed in the car. Clenching his jaw, he tried readjusting himself without being seen. "What are your plans now that you graduated?" He needed a distraction. At this rate, he'd pull the car over and have his way with him.

It took him a moment before realizing he was talking to him. "Hmm, oh, I was thinking about maybe doing just a little bit of traveling."

"Any place in mind?"

"I don't know." He chuckled. "Anywhere but here."

"If you're ever in Quantico let me know. I've been told to be a great tour guide" Hotch gave him a wink. Chuckling when he turned to try and hide the blush.

"I will keep that in mind." Stiles forced the words out of his mouth. This man had no shame in flirting with him in front of the others. He wondered how he'd react if Stiles didn't hold back. "Agent Hotchner?"

Hotch raised a brow at feeling Stiles's hand land on his lap. "Yes?" Keeping his features relaxed, he glanced over at him.

Stiles huffed at getting no reaction from him. Moving his hand closer to the bulge in his pants, he paused inches from it. Still, the alpha gave no response. "Nothing, I forgot what I wanted to ask."

"Too bad." Pulling into the parking lot of the restaurant, he placed the car in park. Reaching out for Stiles's arm, Hotch stopped him from getting out. Lydia gave them one look, before ushering the others out. Waiting for the door to close, he turned his full attention to the omega.

"I-Ah-everyone is waiting for us." Stiles's eyes darted all over the place, but at Hotchner. "Agent Hot-"

"I have a lot of self-control." Hotch spoke with a rumble in his voice. "But when you touch me like that, you are pushing my limits." Letting go of his arm, he gripped the back of his neck. "Don't tempt me, Stiles." He leaned in closer to whisper. "I will have you on my lap panting like an omega in heat."

Being abruptly released, he stared wide-eyed at the agent. 'Holy shit.' Jumping at the knock on his window, he opened the door. "We're coming."

"You okay?" Noah asked. "You look flushed."

"Yeah." Pushing past his dad, he made a run for the bathroom. Completely missing the fact that Derek now stood with the pack.

Noah turned to Hotch with a questionable look. "What was that?"

Hotch held up a bar of chocolate. "Took a bite of this and then said he didn't feel so good." Tossing the bar into a trash can, he shrugged.

"You must be the alpha." Derek held his hand out to him. "I'm Derek Hale."

"Aaron Hotchner." Shaking the younger alpha's hand, he smirked at his attempt to squeeze tighter. Leave it to the young one to try and dominate another alpha. "We've met before."

"We have?" Derek didn't recognize the man.

"Your sister Cora's coming of age ceremony. Your father introduced us. You were only a few years." He remembered the young pup tackling his legs. Demanding he leave and leave his sister alone. Apparently, everyone had hoped a union between Laura and him would happen.

"Hmm, that's right." Derek remembered the black wolf with gray eyes. "Laura and Cora would always talk about you."

"Hotch you mind if Derek joins us?" Kate asked.

"No, let's go in." Hotch motioned for them to go ahead. He needed a few seconds to relax. That stunt Stiles pulled had him straining against his pants. "Damn omega."