This has been sitting on my hard drive for months now, literally refusing to write itself. It took about two or so hours today to actually finish this chapter. And after struggling I actually got up and made myself a drink and well, after that the words started flowing. Alcohol is suppose to impair judgement and thinking right? I hope it didn't mess this up. Anyways moving on.

Summary: Three incidents occur in Emerson's life that cause red flags to go up.

Incident One:

Derek walked into his house slamming the garage door shut. Emerson was already inside, hugging Stiles tight before scrambling upstairs to play. Derek let out a sigh as he entered the kitchen. Stiles looked at his mate, eye brows raised, "What's wrong Der?"

"Is it possible to tell my son, my four year old son to stay from his best friend?"

"It is possible," Stiles said, "but you know he won't listen to you and also, can I ask why?"

"Because," Derek grumbled.

Stiles laughed, "There has to be a reason as to why you want your son to stay away from his friend, his best friend I might add."

"Well," Derek breathed, "Your son kissed Sam today."

Stiles dropped the knife in his hand, "I'm sorry," he squeaked, "he what?"

Derek took two big steps and swung Stiles forward to they were facing each other. He gripped him by the arms and leaned forward placing a quick kiss on Stiles' lips. "That's what Emerson and Sam did today," Derek breathed.

"Yeah, okay," Stiles breathed, "so I heard you right the first time."

"They are..he's four what the hell!" Derek growled.

Stiles sighed, "Back track, start from the beginning from when you picked him up."

Derek walked into his son's preschool, his eyes scanning the room, looking for his son. "Em," Derek called out, "come on let's go!"

"Wait Daddy!" Emerson cried out as he rushed to put his train set away.

The little boy was then running towards him and Derek was slipping on his son's coat and holding him in his arms. "Let's go yeah?"

"Wait!" Emerson cried out, "I say bye to Sammy!"

"Alright," Derek breathed, "go on then."

Emerson squirmed out of his dad's grasped. "Sammy I have a hug?" Emerson called out.

Sam nodded from his spot where Emerson had left him. He bolted up and ran towards the other boy. They crashed into each other and Derek winched at the impact. Both boys emitted a wave of pain but soon passed because they were laughing as they hugged each other tight. "Bye Em," Sam grinned.

"Bye Sammy," Emerson said back, a grin also on his face.

"Alright," Derek said with a smile, "let's go."

Emerson nodded and pulled back for a split second, Sam doing the same. But then they were hugging again. Derek sighed but then that sigh was turned into shock when both boys leaned forward. The boy's lips touched for a quick second in and they pulled back bidding good byes again. "Let's go!" Emerson laughed as he bounded out of the room.

"I did not teach him that," Derek mumbled, as he walked out of the building, "nope, I didn't, nope, nope."

"Daddy?" Emerson said, tone holding confusion as he stopped to look at the Alpha, "you okay?"

Derek nodded, "Yeah, just yeah, I'm okay."

"You mad?"

"Why would I be mad?"

Emerson sighed as he watched his dad buckle him in, "Did I do something bad?"

"I don't know bud, you kind of rendered your dad speechless."

"Oh?" Emerson called out softly.

"Just, Emerson, why did you kiss Sammy?"

Emerson shrugged. "Cause," he whispered, "he my friend and I love him and we married and when you married you kiss..right?"

"Well bud, the thing is you're four and you shouldn't be doing things like that yet," Derek explained.

"Oh."

Just like that, the light in his son's eyes was out. "Oh Emerson," Derek whispered, "I-I.."

"I'm sorry daddy," the boy whispered, "I won't do it again."

"Hey," Derek soothed, "it's just like with the marriage thing."

Emerson nodded. "You guys are just kids, when your older and you feel like you really love Sam, then okay, but for now, buddy, he's just your friend, you're still a little kid."

"No!" Emerson yelled, "I'm a big boy daddy."

Derek laughed, "Okay, okay, yes, I'm sorry, you are, you are."

"Still little man," Emerson rushed out, "but I a big boy."

"Okay, well then, how about this, when you're an adult like dad and you feel like you really love him, then okay."

"Alright."

"Good."

"Well you did a good job handling it," Stiles grinned.

"I was flipping out though, I mean, if it was a girl, then okay," Derek breathed.

Stiles raised an eyebrow, "Oh, so if he went around kissing girls at this age, you would be okay with that?"

"NO!" Derek yelled, "It's just, god, it just threw me for a loop Sty, he's four, first he's married, now he's kissing his best friend."

"Go on," Stiles said, hand up in a waving motion.

Derek sighed, "It just, you know, I'll love Emerson no matter what."

"I know," Stiles breathed, "I will too, he's our son, nothing is going to change that."

"It just worries me, he's four years old, and like I said, he's wanting to get married, he's kissing his best friend and I don't know, it scares me a little bit, that these things he's doing these things and that he's already got this connecti-" Derek stopped talking and took a deep breathe, "you don't think?" he asked.

"You know Derek, I'm starting to think so."

Incident Two:

Derek huffed as he entered his home. "Nope, never again," he mumbled.

"What's the problem now," Stiles asked.

"I'm never picking him up from school again."

Stiles laughed, "I don't know why you picked him up from school," he grinned, "the boy is in high school."

"I know, which is why, I am never picking up from school again."

Stiles rolled his eyes. He approached his mate and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips, "Derek, babe, remember when we talked about how much I overreact and blow things way out of proportion?"

"Yes."

"You're doing that right now!"

"I just, I swear to you, I saw our son, helping Sam because he had gotten a cut on his eye."

"Oh yes," Stiles cried out sarcastically, "because that is so awful!"

Derek sighed, "Stiles, when you get a cut, what do I do?"

Stiles licked at his lips as he thought for a moment. Derek sighed as he began counting in his head. One. Two. Three. Four…

"Wait!"

There it is.

"Emerson licked Sam!"

Derek cringed, "Okay, yeah Sam and Emerson and lick, not allowed to be used in the same sentence, ever again."

"Yeah," Stiles agreed, "never again."

Derek sighed a hand reaching up to run it over his hair. Stiles smiled softly at his mate, "What happened?"

"Well.."

Derek watched from his Camaro as Emerson and Sam messed around at the front of the school. Emerson had told his dad, "Give me a few minutes."

Now Derek was watching the two talking about whatever it is they were talking about. He wasn't eavesdropping, that was rude and well, he didn't want to invade in his son's privacy. The Alpha wolf let out a sigh but was soon sitting up when he noticed a group of kids approach Emerson and Sam. He watched with interest as they approached his son. One of them had shoved the teen and Derek was close to bolting out the door but stopped short when Sam stepped forward. He was now very interested in listening.

"Leave us alone," Sam ground out.

"Got your boyfriend fighting your battles?"

Emerson growled and Derek took in a sharp breathe. He kept still, not wanting to but in, not yet. Plus he didn't want to embarrass his son. "Go away," Emerson growled out.

"Do something about it," the other teen taunted as he shoved Emerson again.

Sam's eyes widened as he saw Emerson's eyes flashing a green. He frowned as he reached over, arm back as a fist connected with the taunting teen's face. Emerson had calmed down because seconds after he delivered the punch another was being sent to Sam. "Sam!" Emerson cried out as he pulled his friend to his side.

"I'm okay Em," Sam mumbled.

Emerson let out a low growl, "Go now!" he growled, his eyes flashing green again, "Or I swear, I will rip your throat out with my teeth."

Derek still hadn't moved he was shocked from what he just heard and witnessed. His hand had let go of the handle. As he continued to watch the scene. "You okay Sammy? Emerson asked softly as he pulled his friend along till they reached one of trees that was placed in front his school.

Sam nodded, "Yeah, just a cut, but don't worry."

Emerson tilted his head to the side, he bit at his bottom lip. There was a small cut forming on the corner of Sam's eye. Sam reached up to touch it, "Oh man," he groaned, "my parents are going to kill me."

Emerson let out a low whine as he reached up and ran a thumb over the cut. Sam winced and Emerson was letting out another whine. "Hey," Sam said softly, "are you okay?"

The young werewolf didn't answer. He simply leaned up and placed a kiss over Sam's cut. He then pulled back a little bit, tongue snaking out as he licked over the cut. Sam looked up and watched his friend with interest. Emerson bit at his lip then licked at the cut again.. "There," he breathed, "better?"

"You sure?" Stiles asked.

Derek nodded, "Positive."

"Emerson!" Stiles yelled, "get down here right now!"

Silence. Stiles growled, "EMERSON!" he barked, "GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!"

"He's not in his room," Derek breathed as he looked up at the ceiling.

Stiles eyes widened, "What!"

"Listen," Derek ordered.

The brunette frowned as he looked up, head tilted to the side, "Oh he is a dead man," he growled as he reached into his pocket for his cell phone.

"Hey," Derek breathed before Stiles could make the phone call, "Remember the conversation we had way, way back?"

Stiles frowned, "What conversation?"

"I think that-"

"-Sam is Emerson's mate," Stiles finished as he placed the phone to his ear.

Derek nodded. "I kind of figured that out when Emerson fourteen and he got suspended for threatening to trip a kid's throat out with his teeth because said kid was picking on Sam," Stiles breathed.

Incident Three:

Dean, well he was the lucky one, well unlucky one. He really, really should have knocked. But nope, no, he decided to just open the damn door. He was shocked but not surprised. Emerson and Sam were best friends, inseparable and well, I mean, how else do you react. But there on his son's bed were Emerson and Sam very, much involved in a very deep kiss. Dean eyes widened, heart hammering in his chest as he closed the door. He desperately tried to wipe the image from his mind.

He ran a hand through his head as he headed down the stairs and towards the kitchen. He eyed the cell phone on the counter and finally caved as he dialed Stiles' number. "What's up?" the brunette said when he picked up the phone.

"Stiles," Dean breathed, "Dean Winchester."

"I know it's you Dean," Stiles said rolling his eyes.

"I saw Sam and Emerson making out on my son's bed," Dean blurted

"What?" Stiles chocked out.

"That's an image I can't un-see," Dean breathed, "Your son and my son making out, hands-"

"Yes okay," Stiles growled, "No need to tell me the details because I don't' want the image burned into my mind!"

"Is there something you're not tell me?" Dean asked

Stiles laughed, "Whoa there, whoa, you sound like Derek right now and if I remember correctly I married him and not you and I have no idea why you're pulling that tone with me."

"Sorry, it's just that, Sam's been acting weird too."

Stiles sighed, "Well, I think, I think that and well.." Stiles sighed, "Emerson's wolf see's Sam as his mate."

Dean nodded, "Well okay…"

"You okay Dean?" Stiles asked.

"Yeah," Dean breathed, "Just excuse me while I go and digest this information."

"Good luck with that."

Incident Three, Sam's Bedroom

Emerson took a deep breath as he buried his head in Sam's neck, "Your dad saw us," he whispered.

Sam tensed, "Was he mad?"

"No."

Sam's arms went up and grasped at Emerson's shirt, "I don't want to lose you," he whispered, "I don't know why Emerson, but I feel a connection with you."

The young werewolf nodded, "I know," he whispered, "I feel it too Sam."

Sam bit at his lip as pulled Emerson closer. Emerson felt his wolf growl in content at the action realization sank in. Everything made sense now, why he always felt a connection towards his friend. Why he was so protective towards him. Mate. He liked the sound of that and his wolf did too.

Yes? No? Thoughts? Leave a review please?

I apologize greatly for the lack of updates, a lot has been going on and I'm trying to figure out how to tie the new baby into this, and I can' even decided if the baby is going to be a boy or a girl. Though I already am leaning towards one and I even got a name.

And my buddy whom I get inspiration from has been coming in late and he's the one I pull my inspiration from. I've established a relationship with one of my other boys, and he's a sweetheart and I could use him for inspiration but he's so much more different compared to Emerson. And I don't know where I'm going with this little.

And a lot of personal issues, I'm in the process of moving out of my parents house and my mom isn't to happy about it.

Also, HELLO! Teen Wolf is back on! And I'm recovering from the feels of each episode and going crazy over the insanity that is Teen Wolf and the fact that we got some Stiles and Derek scenes in the most recent episode.