This isn't the extra drop, I just finished 63 last night, so normal upload! Really excited about this one, so drop a review let me know what you think.

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"Derek!" Alan said as he came through the door to the back of the Vet clinic, pulling Derek's attention back to where he was. "Hey! I was wondering if you'd stop by eventually."

"Hey." He answered softly in return, giving a shy smile. When Deaton raised the ash panel of the counter to open the way, and stepped out into the waiting area, Derek stepped in carefully to give him a tight hug. "I'm sorry I didn't visit sooner." He said as he pulled back again. "I've just been dealing with a lot of stuff."

"I'm sure you have, even just from what I've heard through the grapevine it sounds like a full schedule. Knowing you, I'm sure you've piled more on top of that, Just like your mom." Derek gave a light-hearted scoff and nodded.

"And Laura." He agreed. Alan gave him a sympathetic look.

"And Laura… I'm sorry for your loss, Derek…" Derek just stretched his smile a bit more and nodded, trying not to get emotional about it. "Do you, wanna come in back and talk for a bit?" Derek shook his head.

"I-I can't stay too long, I- um…. I have plans with some friends…" Alan perked up.

"Oh! That's great. What are you guys doing? Going out or having a night in?"

"Oh, out, out. We're gonna go bowling, a few of us might do dinner after. I think it's gonna be a lot of fun… Just hoping I don't make too much of a fool of myself." Derek was glad Alan seemed to be proud of him- or happy for him at the very least, the way he was beaming.

"Don't be ridiculous, you're an amazing conversationalist, and you're incredibly gregarious. So what brought you here? Here on business, or just checking in on your favorite old coot?" Derek smiled.

"You're not old…" He argued, and Alan laughed.

"But I'm still your favorite coot?"

"Definitely…" He nodded. "I actually came to bring you a gift, just picked her up today." Derek moved to pick up the plant he'd set on the floor when he came in.

"Oooh, Derek, you didn't have to do that… Is that bittersweet? It's gorgeous…" Alan took the plant, setting it on the counter to examine it. "Look at all those berries!" Derek chuckled.

"I figured you'd love it. It's not a big deal, I got it free off a friend of Stiles." Derek didn't realize he'd said anything out of place until Alan was giving him a prying look.

"Stiles?"

"Um…" Derek fidgeted with the zipped of his jacket trying to think of another explanation than 'the second I got into town I hooked up with a 16 year old living with the most deadly hunters I've ever heard of'. "Yeah, he's…. One of the friends I'm hanging out with tonight..."

"Is he… nice?" Alan asked seeming to have jumped to the right conclusion. Derek wanted to implode.

"Yeah, he really is..."

"Alright," Alan said apparently conceding to not grilling him about it just yet. "Let him know if he wants to marry you he's going to have to ask permission first."

"Dad, Stop…." Derek whined as loudly as he possibly could. Alan couldn't contain his laughter.