"Now there are hunters and Allison's father is one?"
"Werewolf hunters and yes, Allison's father along with the rest of her family, remember how I told you about the Hale house fire and Kate Argent?"
"One of Allison's relations?"
"Her aunt."
"She's connected to the fire?"
"She's the one who started it. When she was younger, she use to date Derek, she found out who and what he was and killed his family."
"That's horrible. No wonder Peter wanted revenge."
"That guy was extremely creepy." Stiles looks down, remembering Peter and shudders at the thought.
"But I mean, you can't really blame him, that Kate bitch took away his family."
"Yeah, she had no right to kill innocent people, some of the people in there that were killed were kids, and completely human."
"What a bitch."
"Tell me about it."
"Back to Scott, how did the hunters find out about him?"
"Jackson."
"Wait, the same guy who left with Derek and the others some thirty years ago?"
"That would be him."
"Why did he tell them?"
"Jackson is a different type of person. He always strives to be the best, and when he felt that he failed, he would take it out on other people. Jackson found out about Scott's furry little problem by himself, then demanding Scott to give him the bite. But, the bite has to come from an alpha to work. So, Jackson made it his mission to track down the alpha, and get the bite."
"I'm guessing he found the alpha?"
"Yeah, after the formal and Derek killing his uncle, Jackson found Derek and well, Derek gave him the bite."
"At this point in time, Scott and Jackson are the only two betas and Derek became the alpha."
"Correct."
"When does this other guy come in at?"
"Danny? He was welcomed into the pack not long after Jackson. Danny found out about Jackson and the whole werewolf thing and wanted to join the pack. Derek agreed and bit him."
"What about Allison and Lydia? Did Derek turn them?"
"I don't really know, but I have a feeling that Allison and Lydia found the others and Derek turned them, but that's just a feeling."
"He never turned you though?"
"No, he said that he didn't want to risk loosing me."
"Oh…"
"But that's in the past."
"Stiles?"
Stiles looks up "Yeah?"
"You told me about how Scott was bitten, but you never told me about you and Derek."
"You don't want to know about that stuff, it's really boring."
"Please?" Nate looked up with sad puppy eyes.
"Seriously? You're going to use the old puppy dog eyes on me? I invented those." Stiles looks at his watch. "I'm sorry, but I kind of have to get back home or Nancy is going to have a fit. Maybe we can do this another time?"
Disappointment washed over Nate, he was so close to learning about Stiles and Derek. "Yeah, we can do that."
The two men got out of their seats, heading towards the door, then to Nate's car. Another twenty minutes later, Nate was pulling into the parking lot and saying good-bye to the older gentleman.
Nate got back into his car, driving down the road, towards a familiar dirt path. Stepping out, he was greeted by the sight of a wolf pack.
"How is he?"
"He's fine. He remembers."
"Did you get him to talk about him and I?"
"He started to but saw what time it was and wanted to get back to the retirement home."
Derek shifted his head upwards, taking in the scent of his mate from Nate. "Derek, you need to see him."
"I can't its been too long."
"He misses you, all of you. Why did you guys just leave him? Just because he wasn't a werewolf?"
"No! There was a battle to be fought, we, I, didn't want to risk loosing him."
"Then why not turn him?"
"Too dangerous, the bite could have killed him."
"You're killing him by not being there, with him. You should see the look he has every time he thinks about you, all of you, not just you Derek."
Scott, not looking like he had aged over the last thirty years, steps to the front. "He's ok though right?"
"He's great as a man who has been through what he's been through can be."
Scott turns towards the others. "We have to go to him, show him that we're fine. It's been too damn long. You should have turned him Derek."
Derek growled, only being calmed by a hand grasping his arm, it was Grace, his daughter. "Dad, he's right, we have to go to him, he was heart broken when you guys first left."
"Grace is right," It was Evan, Derek and Stiles' son, "we have to go back, I miss him like crazy. I think we all do, and you're going to turn him dad."
Derek looks at Evan, then to Grace. "What if it kills him?"
"It won't." Grace whispered. Derek nodded, looking back to Nate.
"Do you think you'll be able to bring him here sometime?"
"Eventually, but right now, I don't think it's the proper time, it's the first time he has talked to anyone about this, give me a few weeks, and I think he'll be ready."
"A few weeks?" Derek yelled.
"Yes, it took you thirty years to return, I think you can wait a little longer."
"Dad, he's right. He just popped into Stiles' life; he'll need to get use to Nate being around."
Derek was about to protest, but then decided against it. It was his fault that Stiles was in this situation. They would have to take things slow. "Fine, but don't mess this up."
"I won't." With that, Nate once again got into his car, driving off, leaving the Hale pack, minus a member, alone.
"Let's go back to the house; we have to get everything ready for when Stiles returns." Allison informed the pack. The pack marched towards the house, Derek, however, stood still, looking in the distance.
"Dad?" Derek turned around, looking at his two children.
"Thirty years has been a long time. What if he doesn't want me back?"
"It'll be fine dad; he talked about you all the time when you were gone."
"You two shouldn't have left him."
"We had to find you." Grace replies.
"But he needed you guys more."
Both children hung their heads, thinking of the day that they left their other father. Stiles was holding back tears, kissing and hugging his children a farewell.
"Are you guys just going to stand out there all night? We have to get ready for Stiles!" Lydia shouted out the window of the Hale home.
"Come on, I don't think you want Lydia remodeling your room." Grace told Derek, leading the way back to the house.
Once inside, the three noticed the rest of the pack busy with cleaning, trying to restore the house. There were still cobwebs and dust everywhere. It had been a week since the pack returned, but this was their first day back at the home.
"Ewww! I don't even want to know what that is!" Jackson shouted from the kitchen. He was cleaning out the refrigerator and came across moldy food.
Derek made his way up the stairs, followed by Grace and Evan. He stopped at the one bedroom door, hesitating, reaching out his arm, only to pull it back, as if he was going to be burned. Then, he reached his hand out again, grasping the doorknob, opening the long forgotten room. He took in the scenery in front of him. The king sized bed was still in the middle of the wall with the blankets thrown all over the place. Derek walked over to the bed, sitting down, trying to smell his mate.
Grace tapped her brother on the shoulder, signaling that they should let their dad alone for a while. Closing the door behind them, Grace turns to Evan. "Let's go to our old rooms, I bet you dollies are still there."
"They're collectable action figures!"
The two young wolves bounded down the hallway to what use to be their room. Evan opened the door and was welcomed with the sight of their old bedroom. Grace's side of the room still all neat and tidy, and Evan's well, he took after Stiles, his side of the room was a disaster; clothes thrown every where.
"I guess some things never change, do they Evan?" Grace smiles at her brother.
"Shut up." Evan gently pushes his sister in a playful manor.
"What ever, hey I bet I can beat you down stairs. Go!"
"Not fair, I wasn't ready!"
The two siblings raced their way towards the stairs, pushing and shoving each other. Once at the stairs, they jumped to the bottom, then running to the kitchen.
"I win!"
"Not fair! You didn't give me a heads up!"
"So? I win!"
"Ok you two, are you guys going to help or just bicker?" Lydia said, joining Jackson and the two siblings in the kitchen. "Can you two go get your cousins? We could really use their help in here."
"I'll get them!" Grace shouted before her brother had a chance.
"Not fair Grace!"
The two siblings ran outside, howling in the breeze, calling their cousins to the house. The four other werewolves emerged from the woods, where they were surveying the land, making sure there weren't any other packs in the territory.
"Willow, Cole, Lydia wants you two to help her and your father in the kitchen."
"Ok, thanks Grace" Cole replied, walking beside his sister into the house.
"What about us? Do mom and dad need our help?"
"Not sure Bryn." Grace informed her cousin. "Where's your sister?"
"Sky got distracted by a rabbit on our walk back here, she should be coming soon."
"Ok."
"Did Nate come and talk to you guys?" Bryn questioned.
"Yeah, he said Pop dad is doing fine, he remembers."
"That's good, isn't it?"
"Yeah, it is, I just feel a little guilty for leaving him."
"You're back now, and soon, he'll be here, where he belongs."
"True. Come on, I want to get this place clean for him when he does come home."
Grace and Bryn made their way into the home, cleaning the house, trying to make it perfect for Stiles.