Harper was beaming all the way home, ecstatic that his lover was responding in any way to his affections. Upon entering his home his sunny mood was killed by the sight of a scowling Derek and fidgety Stiles in his living room.

"Cut that shit out Der." Harper scowled. "That's my little angel you're growling at."

Derek gave him a scandalized look and opened his mouth to fuss, as usual, but Harper held up a hand an stopped his potential tangent.

"Calm down, he already has a good idea of the situation and probably would be a huge help to anything you are looking into." Harper said moving to Stiles' side to draw the gangly teen into a hug.

"Noah give you any shit?" He asked pulling away to look the teen over."

"Not when I told him I was coming here." He said still side-eyeing Derek.

Harper looked between the two and grinned.

"I guess re-introductions are in order." Harper sand as he hopped down onto the modern sectional. "Derek this is Stiles the smartest little shit to grace this planet with his divine being, Stiles that is Derek a very fluffy ball of emotional constipation."

Stiles snorts at the introductions and Derek glares.

"Now that you know each other again I have 3 rules." Harper sighed leaning over to the sidebar to pour himself a glass of brandy, Derek's frown deepened at the sight. "Rule 1, no fighting in this house keep that shit outside. Rule 2, do not eat my honey jack ice cream I special order that. Rule 3, tell me if any weird shit happens and I do mean anything."

"Don't want a repeat of the past?" Derek gruffed looking off in misery.

Harp scowled setting his tumbler down.

"I want you to have a better future."

Derek faced his would be uncle with a furrowed brow and confused glare, wanting the man to get to the point. Harper stood up and stalked up to the brooding man as Stiles watched on anxiously.

"As long as I breathe I refuse to let history repeat itself. I swear that bitch's blood will be shed along with any other being that would see harm come to my family. I swear it."

Derek's eyes widened at the promise. Stiles seemed to deflate and fell onto the sofa.

"Now." Harper said clapping his hands together as if he hadn't just sworn an oath of protection. "Who wants steak and potatoes?"

Stiles and Derek sighed as they both raised their hands at the chance of good food.