Buck finally let Vin up and they walked up the steps to the porch where Chris waited. Anyone else would have been terrified of the slim man dressed all in black just from the scowl on his face. Vin on the other hand had never been scared of Chris. Worried that Chris just might actually shoot him once in a while, but never scared. Buck walked up and leaned against Chris accepting his absentminded petting while Chris and Vin stared at each other. This silent conversation was lasting longer than most, but then they had been apart for longer than usual as well.

Ezra, Josiah, and Nathan sighed in amused contentment. It just hadn't been the same without Chris and Vin talking to each other without speaking. The two of them could hold an entire conversation with a single look. Chris however wasn't talking, he was just staring. The look was just shouting 'OH MY GOD WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOUR HAIR?' Vin just grinned back. It was almost worth it to see the shocked scowl on Chris' face. He stepped up onto the porch and showed Chris his neck, submitting to his Alpha. Chris came out of his shock long enough to give him the customary nip, and then dragged him into a bear hug. "Good to see you Cowboy."

"Good to see you too, Packboy," Vin grinned.

"Did he just compare us to cows?" Josiah asked Nathan. Nathan didn't even bother to answer. He was already tackling the sharpshooter and going for his ticklish spots. It wasn't any time at all before the rest of the pack joined in.

Mrs. Nettie Wells, a retired school teacher who now, at least officially, worked as Adam's nanny came out onto the porch with the one year old in her arms. "They're scalawags the lot of them, aren't they Adam. And I bet you just can't wait to join in." All five of the men and one wolf were wrestling, tickling and nipping at each other on the front lawn. When her granddaughter Casey had told her about Chris and Buck and the situation they were in with little Adam's birth, she had felt compelled to help out in some way. After all, the two men had saved her granddaughter's life in the same terrible tragedy that had cost Chris his wife. She had invited herself in to their home and started looking after the three of them. Later, when she had taken a good look at the pictures the men had on the walls she understood her need to help these good hearted scoundrels. She had seen herself in the oldest pictures, along with Casey. It hadn't taken a test performed by a Witch at a local hospital to convince her, (although her daughter, Casey's mother had insisted on it,) that she was a soul who had been a part of their lives before and most likely would be again. Talking with Buck had confirmed it. It seemed that Casey had been her niece more than 130 years ago when they had all met for the first time and the Four Corners pack had been born. She and Casey had actually been a part of that pack. According to Josiah, they had chosen to come back and be a part of the pack again, although no member of the pack would ever try to change their minds if they chose not to be a part of their lives in this lifetime. Nettie Wells wasn't the sort of person to back off from a challenge though and that was exactly what that was, a challenge. "All right you lot! I've got supper on the table and you'd better be sitting down and have clean hands and faces by the time I get Adam settled into his high chair."

"Yes Miz Nettie," they all chorused before following her into the house.

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Jack pulled up to the big Victorian house in his rented sedan and Danny checked the address that Nathan had given him last night. "That's the place. Josiah's van is gone so he must be picking up JD Dunne at the airport."

Jack silently added up pack members and came up two short. "That means either Chris Larabee and Buck Wilmington are in the house or are on their way here. Vin's pack is almost complete."

"I'm thinking that Larabee and Wilmington are probably here in town because no one said anything to Vin about their arrival time but why do you think they're here?" Danny asked.

"Packs are extended families, remember? They all live together in a single house. Of course they tend to go for the older and larger houses because of it," Jack said and waved at the house in front of them as an example. Danny nodded in understanding. It wasn't considered unusual for families in his own culture to have extended families living in the same house.

Jack knocked on the front door and was surprised when a large man with a mustache opened it. It was obvious to him that this was Buck Wilmington because his eyes were that of a Two Blood, slightly glowing when the light above the door reflected in them. "I'm Jack Malone, Vin's boss."

"Come on in! You must be Danny." Buck shook hands with both agents. "You're just in time for coffee," he said as he guided them into the large kitchen/dining room.

Both men stopped dead in their tracks. "Who made it!" they asked with alarm.

"Don't worry none, Miz Nettie made the coffee." Buck laughed.

Chris grinned from where he was feeding Adam his breakfast. "Sounds like someone's had a run in with your coffee Cowboy."

"Ain't nothing wrong with ma coffee." Vin huffed while the others laughed at him.

"Tanner, it melted a spoon last week." Jack said as he sat down at the table.

Vin smirked, "It was just right."

Ezra groaned, "Vin I swear I still, after 130 odd years, do not know why you insist on turning a civilized drink into acid that is fit for neither man nor beast to drink!" Vin and Ezra were ignored as they once more began their almost daily argument over what constituted a good cup of coffee.

Chris looked over the two agents who had accompanied Vin back to Houston. The look was enough to freeze Danny before he could sit down. Jack, however, was expecting it. This man had to be Chris Larabee, the male Alpha of the pack. There was an aura of barely controlled violence about him, as though even while he relaxed with his pack he was on guard and would tear anyone apart that didn't pass his inspection. The elderly lady setting food on the table had to be the Alpha female from the way the men reacted to her. It only took one look to see that this woman was as tough as rawhide.

"Agent Malone, Agent Taylor, welcome to the Four Corners Pack. I'm Chris Larabee." Chris knew how he seemed to people who had never encountered an Alpha before and didn't want to scare Vin's friends too badly right off the bat. It was a good thing they had come for breakfast or coffee at least. No one had pissed him off yet this morning, although he was sure he was going to lose his temper sooner or later. He hated dealing with bureaucrats and that was what was on the agenda for the day.