Hey guys!
New chapter! I'm sorry it took me a while but I had to get some things straight about my story. So were kinda at the end of season 3a – Allison is alive, Jackson and Isaac home. Cora did not came back – Derek didn't lose his spark. BUT I decided that Scott is a true alpha even though I referred to him as a beta in the previous chapters. I am sorry, I will change that as soon as I can. I hope you are ok with that Enjoy the new chapter – already working on a new one. So stay tuned!

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Chapter 5

„And now? What is your plan? Are you going to go all Derek on her?" Stiles asked the Alpha who was lying on his bed, looking at the ceiling.

Derek turned his head towards Stiles.

"What do you mean by go all Derek on her?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, you know. Stalk her, growl at her, piss her off as often as you possibly can, tell her you wanna punch her on a regular basis… The same stuff you did to Scott."

"I told YOU I wanna punch you." Derek grinned.

"Oh yeah, right." Stiles grimaced.

"And I did. Kinda, well… pushed you against the wheel of your Jeep...oh and I punched your hand." Derek reminded him.

"How could I just forget that one…?" Stiles asked, still pitying himself while looking at his hand as if it would still hurt.

"However. I am not going to go "all Derek" on her." Derek came back to Anna.

"So what are you going to do then?" Stiles asked, leaning over Derek and watching his face closely. He was curious how the Alpha would handle the situation. He still wasn't sure how the wolf's mind worked. Unsolved mystery.

Derek growled.

"Too close? Yeah, right. Too close." Stiles backed up a little. "Forgot you kinda love your private space. Sorry." Stiles leaned fully back.

Derek sat up, running his fingers through his hair. "I have to wait. Have to give her space." he realized.

"Well, since we all know you're so perfectly well at waiting – you know all patiently and not angry all the time - this is going to be sooo much fun." Stiles sighed, which made Derek give him his "One more word and I will punch you again – this time harder" look.

"Sooo much fun…" Stiles repeated, ducking while waiting for Derek's reaction.

"OUCH!"

Scott stepped out of the warehouse. He was angry – angry at himself for saying those things about Stiles and at Derek for provoking him. Well, had he really been provoking the things Scott had said about his best friend? He wasn't sure.

He loved Stiles like a brother but since he became a werewolf everything had changed. The only thing that was still like before was Stiles. He was still Stiles – human and fragile. They had lost Erica and Boyd. Kate had died, Allison's mother had, too. Derek had dated a teacher – well, she had been a darach. So I guess she doesn't count as a proper girlfriend. There had been an alpha pack; Scott had turned into a true alpha which is now his big problem. Really, he really wanted to be a member of Derek's pack. But he was an alpha – two alphas in one city? Well, not the best circumstances, right? He had to deal with it now. He had to find a way to be part of the pack.

He knew he couldn't accept Derek as his alpha. He would never be able to. Derek knew as well but they were too afraid to say it out loud. They were too afraid of what would follow... But somehow they had to find a way to deal with each other. Even though they weren't pack – they were friends. At least that's what Scott was thinking about Derek. A friend. So many people had been hurt since then. But Stiles – Scott just wanted him to be safe. And since Scott was a true but lone alpha werewolf, the safest place for him was with Derek and his pack. Sure, they were fine at the moment. But how long would it last?

Scott ran home – he just had to get his mind free and running was always a good way to reboot.

When he arrived at his house, there was a police car parking in the driveway. He was alarmed. He could smell his mother inside and the Sheriff was with her. He grabbed his key, opened the door and called for his mom. "Mom, are you ok? Mom?" He ran into the kitchen.

Mellissa and John were sitting at the table.

They were having dinner.

"Scott!" Mellissa said, screaming the name of his son a little bit too much.

"Mom! Sheriff? What… hey… what are… I mean. What are you two doing here?" Scott asked, totally surprised and baffled.

"Were, well…" The Sheriff's head had turned red. "Since… ehhm… since we're obviously part of all the supernatural stuff that is going around, we agreed on having a… a meeting once in a while..." He explained. Scott grinned, oh yeah… a meeting.

"You know, Scott – to catch up and find a way to deal with the whole situation." Mellissa added, slightly embarrassed.

"Yeah, cool thing. Why didn't you mention it? We could all come over and have a talk. You know… the whole pack: Derek, Isaac, Jackson, Lyds, Stiles,… maybe even Allison and Chris. You know – the whole gang. Would be fun, right? The more the merrier!" Scott couldn't start grinning – the read faces of the two adults in front of him having a romantic dinner weren't making it better.

"Eeehm…sure." John responded, exchanging looks with Scott's mother.

"So, what's for dinner?" Scott asked.

Before his mom could even answer he was laughing and giving her a quick kiss on her cheek.

"I'm fine. I'm just here to grab some clothes. I'm going to stay at the loft tonight. You two have fun at your… meeting." His mom blushed, the Sheriff's heartbeat was racing. So cute.

Scott went into his room and grabbed a bag. Looked like he was returning to the loft again this night. Great.

The pack was in the kitchen. Jackson and Derek were sitting at the table next to the stairs that led upstairs to Jackson's and Isaac's room and downstairs to the basement. They weren't talking.

But Isaac and Stiles were.

They were cooking dinner and talking about the big game the following week. Stiles had been practicing a lot lately - Running with Scott and Derek and training with the team.

"Seriously?" Derek yelled, surprised. "This guy has to be kidding." He jumped off the chair and entered the living room.

Scott opened the door.

Derek growled.

"Calm down, Derek." Scott whispered. "I need to talk to you. I'm not here to piss you off again." He added.

The rest of the boys were watching the two alphas from a safer distance.

"Piss him off?" Stiles asked, whispering to Jackson who didn't respond. Stiles was baffled. He hadn't realized that the two had fought. But he had been waiting for this moment. He even wondered what took them so long.

"I told you to leave, Scott." Derek gnarled.

"But I am not your beta, Derek." Scott snapped back. "And I never will be. But I respect you. I am an alpha – I can't change it. But I wanna be part of the pack."

Derek was furious at Scott showing up again.

"One more reason to leave. " He hissed.

"Please, Derek. Let me explain. I am sure we will find a way to accept each other. We just have to…" Scott began just do be interrupted by Derek.

"I said leave."

"Derek! Stop being an asshole." Stiles snapped at the Alpha.

"Stiles…" The alpha began.

"No. Seriously, dude! Let him explain himself. I am sure you to will solve this problem. Whatever it is…" Stiles went on.

"You wanna know what it is, Stiles? Why don't you ask your friend over there." Derek hissed. He was pissed. He had defended Stiles. He was the alpha and Scott was one as well but there could only be one of them leading the pack.

Scott sighed. Stiles turned his head to his friend.

"Scott?"

"Dude, I… I was …Urgh, man. Look. I might have said something like… like…" Scott began.

"Like what, Scott?" Stiles looked sad.

"Like you are not a proper member of the pack." It was out.

Stiles looked baffled, sad that Scott was thinking like that of him. But on the other hand, he wasn't a proper pack member. He was human.

"Well, you're right." Stiles said, putting the pack, even Jackson, in shock.

"Stiles!" Derek called.

"No, no. Thanks for speaking up for me, Der. But really. I am human. And I am perfectly fine with it! It wasn't the nicest thing to say, dude,…" he looked at Scott. "…but you are right. Both of us and Lydia aren't pack." Stiles went on.

Isaac's wince interrupted his speech.

"Let me finish, Isaac." He tried to comfort his friend. "I am not part of the pack. But we are more than a pack, guys. Derek, you are the alpha. Scott is one as well. The two of you have to understand that we are more than a pack. We are friends, we are family." He went on. Jackson sniffed at the word family.

"Yeah, Jackson." Stiles glanced at him. "Family. And I am as sorry as you are that we can't choose family members ourselves. But we are. We are there for each other. We are friends and we stick together like family." Stiles pulse was racing, he was angry. Scott and Derek were acting like children and he had to play pack mom again.

"Nice speech." Peter's voice appeared behind them.

"Great… the black sheep is here." Stiles sighed.

"Derek, he is right." Scott tried again. "We are buddies, dude."

Derek was thinking. He knew Stiles had been right. He knew that this wasn't a common pack. They were special. They were a pack with two alphas. Friends – family.

"I don't know how this is supposed to work." He whispered, looking at Stiles.

"Well, first of all… you could stop being so bossy. We can make our own decisions and I know, it's part of the alpha stuff but you are not the king of the castle, Derek. Or the… the lord of the loft." He finished.

"Lord of the loft? Really Stiles?" Derek raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, Derek. You are not the Lord of the loft." Stiles was serious.

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