It's been a while since I've updated but my mind has been all over the damn place. Plus I got side tracked with Paper Conversations. Anyways onward!

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf nor do I own the Characters

Summary: Emerson and Casey get into a disagreement

"I ring the doorbell!" Emerson cried out as he stood up on his tip toes, his fingers pressing the doorbell button three times.

"Hey," Derek said looking down at his son, "you behave."

Emerson nodded, "I will."

The door was opened rather quickly and Derek's arms immediately caught the blue eyed boy that ran towards him screaming, "Uncle Derek!" at the top of his lungs.

Derek grinned as he held the boy in an embrace, "What's up Casey?"

Casey smiled, "The sky."

Derek laughed, "Oh yeah."

Casey nodded, "Mhmm, the sky."

"Hey Casey man," Stiles greeted

Casey grinned as he jumped down from Derek's grasp and ran over giving Stiles on his leg, "Hi Uncle Stiles."

Stiles patted the boy on the back, "How's it going?" he asked.

"Good." Casey answered he made eye contact with Emerson who was gripping Stiles' wrist, "Emerson come out and play?" he asked.

"Can I?" Emerson asked as he stepped forward.

Derek nodded towards the family room, "Hey, you say hi to your Aunts and Uncles first."

Emerson nodded as he ran off towards the family room with Casey in tow. "Well, fine, I guess say hi to me later," Jackson said with a laugh

Derek shook his head and gave Jackson a one arm hug, "How's it going?"

Jackson returned the hug and then turned to Stiles to give him one, "Good, you?"

Derek smiled, "Great."

"Where does he get all that energy?" Stiles asked.

Jackson shrugged as he led the pair into the family room where Danny and Scott were already seated. Emerson was giving Danny a hug. "How's it going sport?" Danny asked

Emerson grinned, "Good, I stay at Grandpa John's house."

"You did?" Danny asked

Emerson nodded, "Mhmm 'cause Papa and Daddy working."

Scott grinned at the boy, "Working huh?"

The little boy nodded, "Yes."

Casey bounced up and down next to the boy, "Come on Em, let's go."

Emerson nodded as went to follow Casey but stopped and ran towards Jackson, "I play outside Uncle Jackson?" he asked.

Jackson nodded hugging the boy back, "Course you can."

"Emerson let's go!" Casey called from the backyard

Once Emerson ran out of the room Stiles turned to Jackson, "Again, I ask, where does your son get all his energy."

Derek grinned looking over at Danny, "Must be Danny, doesn't he hang around Danny?"

Jackson nodded, "Yeah, he says and I quote, 'Uncle Danny he my best friend'."

Stiles nodded as he made eye contact with Danny, "Yeah, it's from Danny."

Danny rolled his eyes but then grinned, "Please, it's not my fault I'm an awesome Uncle."

"I'm pretty sure he loves me more, every time he sees me tries to tackle me to the ground," Derek joked

"It's cause you're the Alpha," Danny said sticking his tongue out, "He has to do that, his inner wolf is telling him to greet you that way and blah blah blah."

Derek glared at him and cuffed the younger man behind the head. Danny glared at him but it disappeared when the Alpha smiled at him. Scott grinned from his position on the arm chair, "Well we all know I'm Emerson's favorite, I mean when he came here to say hi, I was the first one he said hi too."

"It's cause when you babysit you let him do whatever he wants, like run around the house," Stiles said, sending his best friend a look, "which by the way is very tiring."

"Derek does too!"

Derek huffed, "Thanks Scott you just threw me under the bus, again."

"Like Hell I'm getting blamed for that-"

Scott couldn't finish his sentence because a chorus of "BOYS" could be heard from the kitchen. Lydia and Allison appeared in the entry way, "Stop arguing," they both teased.

Derek smiled, "Hey Lydia, hey Allison."

"Derek," Lydia said, "your son is very sweet by the way."

Allison nodded in agreement, "Yes, he gave me a kiss on my stomach stating it was for the baby."

"That's my boy," Derek said with a smile.

Stiles waved his hand in the air, "Yeah he gets that from me."

Derek reached over and gave Stiles a light shove.

"Anyways, Stiles, we could use your help in the kitchen, do you mind leaving the knuckleheads here to do whatever it is they do?" Lydia asked.

The four wolves of the pack glared as Stiles stood and made his way into the kitchen, "Of course I'll help," he said.

Once they were out of ear shot, Scott broke the silence by saying "I had a rebuttal for Lydia's knucklehead comment but Lydia is mad scary when she's angry, no offense Jackson."

Jackson nodded in agreement, "Oh I know, trust me I know."

Derek laughed, "Alright, so?" his eyes scanning the family room and stopped at the Xbox, "I'm sure we're all thinking the same thing, are we going to play Halo?"

The three shrugged all answering, "Yeah, sure."

The family room as soon filled with gun shots and yells and the sound of fingers slamming against Xbox controllers. The sound was loud but not enough to drown out the mayhem that was about ensue outside.

Emerson and Casey were on top of Casey's play toy in the backyard. Both boys were sitting near the top of the slide holding sticks in there hand. Emerson eyed the stick in his hand, "Casey, what we doing?"

Casey grinned at the older boy "Fighting the monsters."

Emerson's breathing hitched, "Monsters aren't real."

"We just pretending."

"I don't want to play."

"Why?"

"It has monsters I don't like monsters."

Casey huffed, "Come on."

Emerson shook his head, "I don't want to play."

"Stop being a scaredy cat."

The older preschooler growled, "I not a cat."

"Then let's play."

"I don't want to!" Emerson yelled out, "I play another game."

Casey threw his stick on the ground, "Fine you not my best friend."

"That not nice Casey."

"I don't care."

Emerson's eyes darkened, he dropped his stick to the ground and launched himself at the younger boy. He pushed him down, one hand gripping his shirt the other scratching at his arm. Casey growled out, his eyes flashing a grey silver color. "Get off!"

"No!" Emerson growled out in defiance, his eyes flashing green.

The younger boy glared at him, his eyes shining, "Fine!" he yelled.

Casey let out a growl and flipped them over and they soon found themselves tumbling down the slide onto the grass below. Casey gripped tight on Emerson's wrist, he opened his mouth wide and bit down. Emerson let out a loud cry as he felt teeth pierce into his skin. Emerson huffed, he pushed up on his shoulder shoving the younger boy off of him. Once Casey was off he ran towards him and shoved the boy to the ground. "Don't bite," he growled out, eyes flashing green.

Casey glared as he grabbed hold of Emerson's wrist and rolled the over pinning the boy down, "I will if I want!"

"Biting not nice!" Emerson yelled glaring up at him.

"Say you," Casey argued back.

Inside the house, Derek stood up from his position on the couch, "Guys," he said, "I think-"

The Alpha didn't get to finish his sentence. Jackson was already on his feet and running towards the backyard. Derek followed, Danny and Scott in tow. Once they got to the backyard they were met with a messy scene. Emerson was now on top of Casey. Emerson was pounding on Casey's chest with his fist, Casey pulling at Emerson's arm, leaving behind scratch marks. Emerson's eyes flashed green as he leaned down to bite Casey.

"Emerson!" Derek cried out as he ran over and picked the boy up.

"NO!" Emerson cried out as he thrashed about in Derek's arms

Derek's eyes flashed red, "Emerson John Stilnski Hale," he growled.

"Casey Martin Whittemore," Jackson growled as he picked up Casey from the ground.

Emerson sent Jackson a look, "He bite me"

Casey growled as he squirmed in Jackson's grasp, "Daddy, Em push me."

"But Daddy, Casey say you not my best friend!" Emerson wailed out.

"Enough!" Derek demanded, voice booming.

Emerson stopped squirming, he let out a huff. "He started it."

"I don't care who started it, I'll finish it," Derek said, voice laced with anger.

Jackson sighed he turned Casey so the boy was facing him. "What happened?"

"He push me," Casey yelled.

"Well he bite me!" Emerson interjected.

Derek examined Emerson's arm to see bite marks but from the looks of it, it looked like the wound was closing and healing. "Emerson?" Derek asked, "Does it hurt?"

"A little," Emerson answered

"Scott," Derek called out.

Scott stepped forward, "Yes?"

"Go inside and get a rag please."

Scott nodded and scrambled inside, Danny followed when Jackson motioned him to do the same.

"Derek, what's wrong?" Jackson asked.

Derek placed his son on the ground, kneeling down so he was within eye level of his son, "Emerson, did you hurt Casey anywhere?"

Emerson nodded, "I scratch him."

"Where?"

"Arm."

Derek looked up at Jackson, "Check Casey's arm."

Jackson nodded and checked his son's arm. There was a little bit if dried blood and he could see very faint scratch marks. "I see the scratch marks but it's very faint."

"Faint as in?"

Jackson sighed, "Like it happened a couple of days ago faint."

Derek nodded. "I think their healing powers kicked in."

"Is that even possible?"

"Usually at this age, no."

"Well, hmmm, I have no idea what to say to that."

Scott and Danny appeared handing Jackson and Derek a wet towel, "Umm the girls and Stiles wanted to know what was going on," Scott said, "so I just told them to let us handle it."

"Good call," Derek commented as he wiped down his son's arm.

"They okay?" Danny asked.

Derek nodded, "Yeah."

"You sure, 'cause I mean, Emerson's arm is covered in blood." Danny said

"I know but the bite mark is closing and starting to heal."

Scott's eyes widened in shock, "What? Are you serious?"

"I'm serious."

As Jackson was cleaning up Casey he noticed the little boy still seething in anger. "Hey," Jackson said in a firm tone, "Stop it."

Casey huffed, "He pushed me daddy."

Jackson sighed, "Well you were asking for it."

Casey crossed his arms, "But pushing not nice."

"Yeah, and saying mean words isn't nice either."

Derek looked over at Jackson, he really wanted to butt in and give his two cents. He could feel his wolf growling, the Alpha saying, show the pup his place in the pack but he also didn't want to overstep his boundaries and disrespect Jackson's authority in parenting. So for now he focused on his son. He looked up into the boy's brown eyes, "Emerson."

Emerson gulped, he knew that tone. Derek's voice held an edge to it. The little boy looked down, as he whispered the word, "Yes."

"Do you think that was acceptable behavior?"

Emerson shook his head, "No, but Daddy, he say mean word."

"I understand, but under no circumstance are you to hit Casey, especially since he is your little cousin."

The little boy huffed, "But Daddy, you hit Uncle all the time."

Scott couldn't help it, he really couldn't, he laughed. Derek sent him a look, a look that said, "shut up or I will make you shut up." But Scott simply grinned back at him.

"Yes I know that but, well.."

Derek trailed off at a loss of words. Frustrated he ran a hand threw his hair. He really dug himself a hole in this one. He always told his son to use his words and to not hit, and was also making sure he instilled those rules in the little boys head. One because in school it wasn't acceptable and two, well he didn't see another reason except for the school. But Emerson was right, Derek was always hitting the boy's Uncles. And it wasn't like a harsh hit, just a slap, a flick just to remind the Betas of their place in the pack.

"Daddy?"

Derek sighed, "You know that, that's a pack thing right?"

Emerson nodded, "Yes, I know Daddy."

"And remember how Daddy said he was the Alpha?"

Emerson nodded.

"Well Dad, just does that to make sure that your Uncles remember not to disrespect me, to remind them their place in the pack."

Emerson nodded.

"Do you understand?"

"Mhmmm….uh huh."

"Alright, so then, for now, just no more hitting, just, I don't know, it's, we'll say it's a grown up thing."

Emerson nodded. "Okay Daddy,"

"Okay."

Derek stood up and looked over at Jackson, "Sorry man," the elder apologized.

Jackson just nodded, "It's okay, boys will be boys."

"Well one thing is for sure," Danny said, "We know that they get their anger from their Dad's."

Jackson and Derek glared.

Danny grinned, "Just saying."

Thoughts? Yes? No? Review? Please?

I need to get back in the zone with this story, my inspiration usually comes from work but lately, I've had like no kids (today I only had four of my own) and it's been mellow. I still have ideas, just backed up and am trying making them work. I got a couple of chapters going but I want to make sure it's perfect and good quality because you guys deserve that.

I also got some ideas brewing for a continuation for Paper Conversations which I said was going to be a one shot but you know with my brain you never know. But we'll see.

You guys are awesome, and I can't thank you enough for reading my stories and leaving reviews and so on and so on. I promise when I get my head straight and right on track, I will try to update so it's on a schedule or on a regular basis type thing. I can promise you one thing, Camera Arguments will be updated sometime this week, maybe tomorrow or Thursday, because I've got the next chapter nearly finished.

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