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PM 1 – Yes I'm bringing my OC, Caleb, into the story. Of course, how could I not. I'm not gonna leave Harry alone without his brother in this new adventure. He'll be coming soon.

PM 2 – There's a reason why Isaac is also attracted to Harry. But not for the reason Scott thinks. You'll see.

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JS59 – Thanks for the props. I appreciate the offer, just out of curiousity send me a PM message with the characters you're offering just to see who they are and if I can use them. In answer to your PM question, I'll have to rewatch the show. I wasn't that tuned into that character that much. But I'll think about it. We'll see.

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BEACON HILLS – Harry and Stiles walked into the Stilinski House. "Dad" called Stiles. "We're home!"

John came in from the kitchen. "Harry?"

Harry smiled. "Hi Uncle John." He walked over and gave the sheriff a big hug.

John kissed his nephews forehead. "Look at you kid." smiled John. "You're all grown up! I bet you've got the boys all crazy."

Harry laughed. "No one just yet."

"Well I'm sure he'll come along soon." said John. "How did you like school?"

"It's different." said Harry. "Nothing like Hogwarts that's for sure."

"Oh I know." said John.

"Hogwarts?" asked Stiles.

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Said Harry. "It's where I studied magic and muggle studies."

"You went there too dad?" asked Stiles. "Wh…How?"

"After I got my magic, at eleven, given your grandmothers excellence in school I got a honorary scholarship to study abroad. I was given the choice of either Durmstrang or Hogwarts. I picked Hogwart because it was closer to home."

"Where is Durmstrang?" asked Stiles.

"Well there's one Sweden and Norway." said John. He turned to Harry. "If I'm not wrong."

"No. You're right." said Harry.

"Did you bring your stuff Harry?" asked John.

"Yes." said Harry. He pointed to the trunk next to the front door.

John walked over. "You'll be staying in the basement. After we cleared it out it was much roomier than the guest room upstairs." He went to pick it up and couldn't. "Urrgh… What do you have in here?"

Harry laughed. He took out his wand, flicked it and chanted. "WINGARDIUM LEVIOSA."

Stiles saw the heavy trunk float up into the air as if it was light as a feather. "Woow!"

Harry flicked his wand again and it floated towards the basement. "Dad I invited Scott over for dinner. Is that ok?"

"Yeah." said John. "I think it would be important to let the pack know about Harry."

"Pack?" asked Harry. "As in…wolves?"

"Stiles will explain." said John. "That's his department." Harry nodded. He turned to his son. "Invite whoever you like. Order pizza. There's beer sodas and drinks in the bar fridge. I have to go to work."

"Ok dad." said Stiles.

John picked up his car keys. "Where's Caleb?"

"He was called in to the Ministry and he's on assignment." Said Harry. "He said whe would be here as soon as he can."

"Alright." He walked over to Harry. "It's great to see you. This is your house now." Harry hugged him. As he walked to the door he called out. "You kids behave."

"We won't." joked Stiles. John laughed as he shut the door.

Once alone Stiles turned to Harry. "Ok." Said Stiles. "I'm gonna call some people to come over. Since Scott is coming and dad said to tell the pack it's better if we get them all here."

"Scott?" asked Harry. "He's a werewolf?"

"Yeah." said Stiles.

"Ok." Said Harry. "Well I'm going to go unpack while you do that."

"Cool." said Stiles. "Whenever you're ready come up to my room."

The Whittemore House was empty. Jackson was crying in his bed when his phone rang. He looked at the screen: STILES. 'Must be calling me to tell me about his new boyfriend…Urgh. I hate my life.' he thought. He took a deep breath. "Hello."

"Hi Jackson." said Stiles.

'He didn't call me Jacks…" thought Jackson. "Hi Stiles." He sniffled. "What's up?"

"Are you alright?" asked Stiles.

Jackson tried to get a grip. Stiles wasn't a wolf but he wasn't stupid. "I'm fine."

"Are you sure?" asked Stiles. "I mean I didn't see you after school. You ran to your car and raced off."

"I didn't want to bother you." Said Jackson. "You seemed busy with your…friend."

"My ne…You mean Harry?" said Stiles.

"Yes." growled Jackson. "Harry!"

"Jackson…what's wrong?" asked Stiles. "Why are you so angry?"

"Who said I'm angry?" growled Jackson.

"Are you jealous?" asked Stiles.

"N…" started Jackson. He was about to deny it but he couldn't lie to Stiles, not after how close they've gotten since he was turned. They promised to always be honest. "Yes. Ok!" said Jackson. "Yes. I'm jealous of your new boyfriend. I'm jealous because clearly he has something that I don't. I'm jealous because he has what I've always wanted…you. I like you Stiles, I have for a while and I'm jealous and angry that I never had the courage to tell you before you fell for another guy. I'm angry because I missed my chance…Yes! I'm jealous."

"Wh…" started Stiles. 'Jackson likes me? Jackson Whittemore, sex on legs, the Beacon Hills High School Sex Prince, likes me?!' he thought. His heart skipping with happiness. "Jackson, you've got it all wrong."

Jackson's was in shock. Had he confessed his feelings over a misunderstanding and made a fool of himself? "What are you talking about? I...I saw you two in the parking lot. You were hugging and kissing."

Stiles laughed. "You've got it all wrong."

"What?" asked Jackson.

"Harry is not my boyfriend." said Stiles.

Jacksons body went cold. He did make a fool of himself. "What?"

"Harry is my cousin Jacks." said Stiles.

There it was again, Jacks, their secret word. Jackson felt relief but humiliation. "Your…Your cousin…" said Jackson. "Shit…Stiles I'm…"

"Jackson. I want you to meet him." said Stiles. "There are some things about him that you should know, that the pack should know. I texted Scott to be here at eight. Can you come at seven. I'd like to talk to you first and be the first one to meet him."

Jackson gulped. "Why?"

"Please. Can you come?" asked Stiles. Jackson looked at the clock on his nightstand, the red numbers read: 6:45PM. "Jacks…?"

"I'll be there in half an hour." said Jackson.

Stilinski House – 7:15PM. DING DONG…Stiles opened the door. There stood Jackson Whittemore in a short sleeve, button down white shirt and dark blue jeans and fine leather shoes. His hair was perfect just like his face. "Hi Jacks."

"H…Hi Stiles." said Jackson.

Stiles knew he was nervous. "Come on." He led him to the porch swing. They sat down. "I wanted to talk to you before everyone got here."

"I'm sorry Stiles." Said Jackson. "I'm sorry I got pissed off at the parking lot. I'm sorry I yelled at you over the phone. I'm sorry for misreading the signals."

Stiles smiled. "You mean when you thought I was dating my cousin?"

"Yeah." said Jackson.

Stiles saw his face turn red. He knew Jackson was petrified. "Hey…" He took his hand. "It's ok."

"I was scared." Said Jackson. Stiles saw tears running down his face. "I was scared of losing you. My parents are always busy, never home, they're always on some business trip. I live alone in that big house. I don't have many friends and not many people get me. Only Danny and…you." He looked up. "You are the light in my darkness Stiles. The companion in my loneliness…Ever since we became friends I've never felt less alone. I started to have feeling for you…" Stiles let Jackson talk. "and I…I fell in love with you." Stiles gasped. "I love you Stiles." He started crying. "I've never wanted or loved anyone more than you and the thought that I lost you…it terrified me." Stiles slid over and wrapped his arms around Jackson. Jackson clung to him tight, scared his friend would leave him alone again. "I love you Stiles. I love you Stiles so much."

"Shhh…." Said Stiles He rubbed circles on Jacksons's back. "It's ok. Everythings gonna be ok." After a few minutes Jackson had cooled down. They both sat there on the swing in silence. Silence was welcoming too at times to level the waters. "So… So Jacks…You wanna be my boyfriend?"

Jackson sat up his eyes wide, Stiles smiled for they had a twinkle he had never seen. Jacksons eyes twinkled with happiness. "Really? Like for real?"

Stiles took Jacksons hand, entwining their fingers. "Yes. For real. I like you Jacks, very much, much more than friends, I have for along time…"

"Why didn't you say anything?" asked Jackson.

"I guess I was scared too." said Stiles. "But after seeing and feeling your love just now. I knew I love you too. And…to deny you and deny myself this feeling between us? I can't and I won't." He squeezed Jacksons hand. "So… Jackson Whittemore. Will you be my boyfriend?"

Jackson smiled. "Yes!" He lunged and hugged Stiles. "Yes yes yes! I love you and my wolf loves you too, he has chosen you as my mate." He took Stiles face in his hands and gave him a loving passionate kiss. "We're stuck together forever and I'm never letting you go!"

After they broke. Stiles checked his watch it was 7:45pm. "Now… Let's go in so you can meet Harry."

***Hi guys I know. This was another short one. But I felt Stiles and Jackson needed this moment alone to themselves. To clear the air, connect on a romantic level and have some privacy without the pack eavesdropping from inside the house. More to come soon. Harry meets the pack next in Chapter 5. Please, everyone, leave your reviews. TTYL***