"Out of curiosity, what's Uncle Undead doing this weekend while we're out?" Stiles asked Derek. Not that he really cared much for the phycowolf but he liked to keep tabs on the man.

"Not sure" Derek grunted. "Said he was going to watch the house, maybe hangout with some old friends" the look he threw Stiles was one of 'don't know, don't care

"Friends?" Sure, the man was charming in his own way, but still, how many friends could a ex dead psychotic formerly paralyzed werewolf have? Then again, he'd rather not know, and shot Derek a look conveying so.

They were 2 hours into the last stretch of hike. The pack seemed to have calmed down for the most part. Everyone chatted among themselves, Derek and Stiles now taking the lead. They talked endlessly about all things. Yeah right. More like Stiles talked about everything that popped into his head and Derek did his best to act interested, even when the boys brain-to-mouth filter seemed to be broken.

"So do werewolves have knots?" the question was out of his mouth before he could think about it. It had been over 30 hours without his meds and boy was his ADHD kicking his ass. Though, he had figured out earlier that kissing Derek had a surprising, temporary, effect on his mind.

Some one must have been taking a sip of water because Stiles could hear the spit take, probably Scott, damn werewolf hearing. Erica burst out laughing, in complete hysterics. Stiles didn't even look back to see what the others were doing. Derek had simply stopped mid-stride and stared at Stiles, a red blush creeping into the glare on his face.

"No." "Yes." Came the replies from Derek and Boyd at the same time. Fallowed by a "WHAT?" from Scott and Jackson. This time Stiles did look back. Scott and Jackson were looking at the edge of a mental breakdown, Boyd look seriously confused, Isaac was, predictably, blushing, and Erica was laughing so hard she was struggling to catch her breath. Really, teenagers.

"Yes and no" Derek began to explain, the look on his face was seriously uncomfortable. Like the face his dad made when he first gave Stiles "The Talk". This was going to be good, because at least this time it didn't pertain to him.

So, they all stopped and sat down in the trail, Derek and Stiles next to each other and the rest of the pack in a semi-circle around them.

"You need to explain this because I swear, I have no idea what your talking about, an I can guarantee Allison wont either." Scott starter, blushing slightly. Jackson and Boyd grunted in agreement and Erica was simply draping herself over Isaacs shoulders, the boy was simply staring at the ground trying to block it all out. Of course, he had probably never had the "Talk" before, what with his father being a complete ass and not to mention, dead. Courtesy of the Kanima.

"Yes and no" Derek began again. "Born werewolves have knots, bitten wolves do not." He managed to keep a straight face and stated it in a way that ended all further conversation. That was of course until Isaac finally decided to speak up.

"What's a knot?" Oh god. Now everyone was blushing, including Stiles. Shit. They were going to have to explain this to him, and probably much more. Thankfully, Scotts work at the veterinary clinic let him answer the question without much hesitation.

"It's a part of a canines penis that swells at the base of the penis during intercourse to lock the male and female dogs in place while the male deposits his sperm." Well, that was textbook. He was probably use to explaining it to various pet owners though.

"Very good Scott" Derek said, looking anywhere but the teens, probably happy that he didn't have to explain that much.

"So wait, if you're a born werewolf then when you and stiles…you know, then wouldn't that mean that you would have a knot and you two would be stuck together like dogs?" This time it was Jackson asking the question with a slight smirk.

That one hit home for Stiles, sending a chill up his back and opening a new mega-load of questions. He would save them for later though because Derek looked like he was about to die of embarrassment. He placed a hand on the back of Derek's neck and gave a little squeeze, he felt the tension melt out of the man.

"Alright kids, I think that's enough interrogation about mom and dads sex life for one day. I think we should get back on the hike, we're almost home." God, did he really just refer to himself as mom? Yikes. At least Derek seemed to have calmed down as he pulled them both up from the leaf covered ground. Everyone else following suit.

They walked for another 2 hours in total silence. It was ok though, Stiles needed some time to process that new little bit of information. Yeah, a knot, what the hell. Of course, the more he thought about it, the more he thought about Derek fucking him and well, that had its usual results. Derek threw him a knowing glance when he reached down to adjust himself. Before he could say anything though the alphas eyes went red, snapping his head forward and inhaling the air in front of him as his perked his ears. Everyone else went on full alert as well, orange and gold eyes all around, except for Jackson who had blue.

"What, what is it, is there some kind of big baddie hanging around?" he asked, picking up on the strange behavior.

"Not sure" came Derek's growl.

"Then what?" stiles urged.

"There are people at the house. A lot of them."

Sorry for the wait, ive been sick and the whole CookiesForSterek bit has been going on, including the AfterElton Slash poll, which BTW VOTE! Sterek is behind. 2012/09/ultimate-slash-madness-tourney-championship-round Id bribe you with a sex scene if we pass destiel but ive already given you that. So ill give you a better sex scene. ... :D

EDIT: 0.o omg. I just died. I meant to post this yesterday and the next chapter today. It didnt post. Which means ...wow. BUT being a man of my words, there will still be the sexy times. Love you all, and sorry.