The Claws at your Throat

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Unbreakable: Chapter Four “Reasoning”

Derek did what he usually did to calm the fuck down. What he didn’t understand was why Peter would risk everything he had gained just to throw his luck in with the Argents? It didn’t make any sense. He knew what his uncle had done but he was just starting to get better. Just beginning to make sense again and act a little more like himself. Derek wasn’t fooled completely though, Peter was a wild card and one Derek could only handle because he was an Alpha. If he wasn’t, Peter could easily take Derek in a fight, Peter was the one who taught him how to fight, after all.

Chris Argent.

Derek shuddered. He was responsible for the death of Victoria Argent. Chris had loved her, it just did not make any sense. He flexed his hands. He was sitting currently, stretched out on the couch. Stiles had talked his ear off earlier swearing against his dead mother that it wasn’t Chris who was going to be hurt. He had a beer in hand, even though alcohol didn’t really do anything for him and an old but favorite book. Stiles had suggested it to calm him down. The boy knew him too well. It was uncomfortable and maddening at the same time. He could smell Peter as his uncle approached the building but he remained where he was.

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It was already late afternoon as Peter rode up to the loft. He opened the door and could detect that Derek was trying to reign in his mood. Peter had figured as much, but that phone call probably had made things worse. He walked in like nothing was wrong, because it wasn’t. They could handle this like the adults they were.

“I don’t see what all the fuss is about. Everyone knows if it got out of hand or ended badly one of us would be dead, or both of us.” He walked over to Derek and stopped, looking at him. “And really it’s none of your business, just like it’s none of the little pack’s business either.” Despite Stiles cutting in again.

Peter still hadn’t answered his other texts. “Now, Chris and I are adults. We’ve known each other for a long time. What exactly is the problem?” He sat down on the farther end of the couch and turned to Derek.

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“You reek of him.” Derek complained, wrinkling his nose. “God what did you do, bathe in his … nevermind, ugh.” He gagged a bit. Exhaled and inhaled and tried to keep his temper. “You know what the problem is! And it is my business. I have enough to deal with.” The new pack members weren’t exactly easy, Derek hadn’t chosen very wisely. He needed Peter, he’d come to realize this a little bit too late. He needed to know how to deal with teenagers who weren’t exactly functional.  Peter had experience. He used to take care of the pack.

He had, essentially, bitten off more than he could chew when he took his uncle’s power. He was not good at being an Alpha and he knew it. Still, it was better than being a beta under his Uncle. “The last thing I need is having Hunters learn about you and Argent. Have you thought that far yet? Have you thought at all about anything other than your dick?”

STILES: Alli & Lydia R still busy. I don’t know why Scott is mad about Derek now 2.

STILES: Scott just said I like Derek better than him. Peter?!? R U There?

STILES: You are probably busy with Argent.

STILES: What’s it like to suck someone’s cock?

STILES: How big is Argent’s?

STILES: Do werewolves really have knots?

Eventually the pings stopped since it was obvious Peter was busy.

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Peter rolled his eyes. He sighed. “You chose this pack, that’s not my fault.” If Derek couldn’t handle some teenagers, what made him think he could handle other Alphas? Or a rival pack? “Do you honestly think you can manage without me?”

Peter glared at Derek as a warning. “Barely anyone knows about us yet. We’re not going to brag about it. In fact, we talked about it. The only way right now that any hunter would know would be if Chris were to tell them. And I don’t think he’s going to do that. Allison could. But she’s just upset, not out to get me.” Or at least he hoped so.

He finally pulled out his phone. “Stiles,” he huffed. I don’t either. Scott can talk to Derek himself. Well, do you like Derek better? Peter shook his head. I’m not telling you that over text messages, your father would arrest me. Unless you’re seeking to proposition Chris, you don’t need to know that either. No. Why?

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“What if someone sees you and tells one of them?” Derek crossed his arms over his chest. “You were out in public together. How do you see this working? Are you going to live with them?” He exhaled and rubbed his forehead. “Stiles said something. Look-..” He gave a frustrated snarl. “Are you sure this is really what you want?” He couldn’t understand. The Argents weren’t their friends. They were tentative allies at best especially after it was revealed what Victoria had done.

But if his Uncle had his heart set on it there wasn’t much he could do, short of trying the Alpha Voice on him. He knew that wouldn’t work either though, Peter would just laugh at him. He had a will of steel. “I can’t imagine why Allison would be upset.” Derek’s comment was snide but only because he didn’t want to seem weak and ready to do anything to keep his Uncle nearby and alive.

STILES: UR Still Alive! Good.  He often tended to mix up actual coherent responses with short text. It depended on what he was doing. I like Derek. But he won’t look twice at me. That wasn’t quite an answer. My dad doesn’t need 2 know. I was just curious. Argent is yr true love. Was wondering what the fuss was about. I mean, what 2 expect.

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Peter sighed. That could be a possibility, but he didn’t really care. “Yes, because we were on a date, that’s how it works. I see it working fine as of now. Well, not at the moment no, that’s a little fast.” Peter chuckled. “Of course he did.” Peter stared at Derek. “Yes, why wouldn’t it be what I want?”

“I’m so glad sarcasm is not lost on you dear nephew.” Peter smiled. He could still sense Derek’s unruly mood. Though it had lessened a little, probably because he knew there was going to be no arguing this.

Yes. Have you tried talking to Derek? Peter smiled, he knew how well talking to Derek would work for Stiles. Good boy. True love, you don’t say? Please don’t start asking Derek about knots, it’s embarrassing enough for me to keep you informed.

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“Because you don’t do anything unless something is in it for you!” Derek said with some exasperation. He just could not imagine his uncle being in love and dating. It was like putting peanut butter on spaghetti. It didn’t fit. “I have never seen you with someone. I’ve never seen you even look at anyone. For a while I thought you didn’t like sex or other people enough to make any effort.”

“But clearly-” Derek gestured his hand at Peter. “I was wrong because you’re drenched in it and there’s no reasoning with you. You’re right, I need you, damnit. I don’t want hunters deciding you’re an easy kill because you’re fucking an Argent.” As usual, Derek didn’t exactly have a way with words.

“Are you seriously texting Stiles  right now!?” Derek’s blood pressure rose slightly and his heart beat quickened.  “I’m trying to talk to you! Peter. I get that you went insane. I just. I don’t want to lose you again.” That last bit was real, and heartfelt. Derek had practically worshiped Peter before the fire.

He might be more annoyed at the fact that Peter was texting Stiles rather than Peter’s current situation.

STILES: Have U ever tried talking 2 Derek? It’s like talking 2 a brick wall. He has 2 expressions. Angry & Angrier. C’mon, give me some details.

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Peter tsked. Derek was right though. “Stiles made an offer once, I kindly told him no and that I would not go to jail regardless of how cute he is. And who says I’m not getting something out of this?” He grinned wickedly. “You have a point, most people are awful, but Chris Argent is different.”

Peter snorted. At least Derek knew when there was no use in fighting. “Did you just-?” He had heard that correctly, right? “I’m flattered you’re concerned but just because I’m sleeping with Chris does not mean I am an easy target. And neither is he. That won’t change, I can take care of myself and he can take care of himself.”

“Yes.” Peter glanced at him. “There’s no need to shout, I am listening to you.” His brow furrowed. “You won’t lose me.” He intended to stay alive for as long as he could, with a back up plan, just in case.

I’m talking to him right now. You’re right though. Stiles, stop asking. I will sick your father on you if I must.

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“He what?” Derek’s eyes glowed a dangerous red and it was sheer force of will that stopped him from pouncing on Peter. “You better not.” He clenched and unclenched his fists as he attempted to channel his rage. He was good at it, used to being Angry. Peter had taught him how to control it and that was a good thing because all that paid off. With extreme difficulty, Derek managed to draw the Alpha back and bury it. He would have to do something work off the rage later.

He swallowed and exhaled and shuddered. It had been a difficult morning and worse afternoon. “You actually are, that’s something.” With a sigh he rubbed his forehead. Peter used be the one he turned to. The only one who understood something of what he had gone through when he was a teenager. “You’re part of my pack, Peter.” He said gruffly, and added. “Whether you or I like it or not. I need you. For what it is worth, I have your back even if the kids still hate you. I’m-.” he exhaled again. “I’m glad you’re acting more like yourself. I never wanted to abandon you. We had no choice. We had to run.”

Derek looked like he might be calming down, at least, and that was a good thing. “And you’re right. I can’t do this without you. So-, whatever you need as long as you stay sane.”

STILES: Don’t be mean! You Are?!? Is he talking about me? No, don’t answer that. Is he still mad? Cause he does that cute thing with his eyebrows when he’s mad.

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Peter arched an eyebrow. “I won’t, I’m not stupid. And I told him I didn’t want to go to jail for dating a teenager. Why do you care so much? I thought you didn’t like him?” He watched Derek calm down, ready in case he didn’t. Sometimes the anger took over, Peter knew that too well. The vengeance kick was proof of that.

“Oh I’m well aware of where I stand in the pack.” Peter slumped into the couch. “Thank you. Well being more like myself…” That could be argued, he would probably never be how he was like before the fire. He shuddered. “I know. I’m glad you got away.” There was genuine emotion in his voice. “I don’t think that will be a hard task to manage.”

Yes. I’ve mentioned you. He actually got quite mad when I brought the fact that you offered yourself to me once. He’s calmer now and I wouldn’t know. I don’t think of my nephew as cute you know.

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“It’s not that.” Derek eyed the phone irritably. He strode over to the couch and slumped on the other side. “I screwed up twice really badly. I don’t have a great track record and he’s just a kid. I don’t really want to be that guy who waits around for someone to grow up. That’s just asking for trouble.”  His wolf really didn’t like that answer but Derek was a stubborn bastard. It was unfortunate, but that was the way of things.  “I’ll just end up hurting him too.” Everyone he’s ever loved has caused pain to him and his family so he didn’t trust himself anymore.

He offered his hand, to shake, kind of an olive branch. He knew it was dangerous to trust Peter for anything but he wanted badly to do so right now. He wanted to believe that Peter had come around. His uncle’s nature was eclectic and difficult to predict but the last thing he wanted was for them to be fighting. Over an Argent. He needed someone he could trust again. Someone he didn’t dislike. Someone who knew how to read people and manage wayward teenagers. That person certainly wasn’t Scott and could not be Stiles.

STILES: Why did U tell him that!!!! (Several minutes passed) Scott came back. He brought ice-cream. I have ways of finding out U know, U should just tell me! If Dad finds papers scattered on my desk maybe I’ll just tell him U gave me the websites. TTL!!! <Icon of lip smooch>

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Peter hummed. “He is.” He glanced out of the corner of his eye at Derek. “I know where you’re coming from, but if that was your reaction to my mere mention of Stiles offering himself to me, I think it’s not as simple as you’re making it.” He wasn’t going to comment on how he had a feeling Stiles probably wouldn’t mind some pain, since he was actively trying to date a werewolf, sort of.

Peter arched an eyebrow but shook Derek’s hand. “You know the last time we talked you weren’t so courteous.” Though he knew why Derek had reacted that way. Peter stretched. “Is this behind us now then?” They could still talk, but leave Chris out of it.

Because we were talking about you. You’re a brat. Enjoy your ice cream. Peter sighed, he supposed he could relent and let Stiles know, just at least so he’d stop asking. But then he added: With your mate. I’ll provide information later. He smirked.

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Derek took a few moments but he sighed and nodded. His shoulders slumped. “I know.” He sighed. “I could hear you, Peter. But It’s behind us, yes.”

He gave Peter a disgruntled look. “Half the time he acts like he can’t stand me. It’s bizarre and this is the only way I know how to deal with it. ” He looked off to the side of the loft. “Nothing is simple these days. Scott still fights us.” He leaned back and shoved his hands in his jacket pockets. “Somehow I thought it would be easier with power.”

“He really talks to you? What do you suggest I do about Scott… and about Stiles?” It was probably not smart to ask relationship advice from recently psychotic Werewolf who had never had a relationship in his life. But who else was he going to ask? Erica? Erica was one of his many problems.

There was only one person in the world who could give him advice right now.

STILES: What?! Scott just saw Lyd & Allison kissing, that’s why he vanished. I’m going 2 take him home. I hope U were kidding about the mate thing. Were U kidding? Y/N.

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Peter flinched but nodded, taking that as his cue to move on.“He’s a teenager, that’s what they do. You were that young once if you remember. I can’t tell you to change who you are, but if you want to keep Stiles around I think threatening bodily harm is not the way to go.” Peter chuckled. “Scott has his own set of morals, again, because he’s a teenager.” Peter shook his head. “I can always take it back if you want.” He flashed a grin of teeth.

“Stiles? He’s talking to me right now. Not that I asked, but he’s keeping me in the loop of their little drama matches.” He wasn’t going to admit the only other reason the sheriff’s kid talked to him was because of a truth spell. “If you push Scott he’ll just do whatever he wants anyway, you saw that in how he reacted with Jackson. And Stiles…well you could always fuck him and get it out of your system.”

Peter arched an eyebrow, well that was something he’d have to tell Chris about, and maybe Natalie. Maybe I was. Maybe I wasn’t. Consider that payback for the blackmail threat. Peter hoped this was the last he’d hear from Stiles for today.

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Derek  gave a low growl at the flash of teeth. “Just try it.” It wasn’t spoken as a challenge but more of a mostly friendly warning. Derek relaxed his face, frowned and but nodded. “I’ll take all that into consideration, but even if you’re right. Even if you’re right, Stiles doesn’t really know what he’s getting into if I make a move.” Which probably meant he was going to wallow when it came to Stiles and punch things, probably not in that order. Pity the three Betas he was training later.

“About Scott, I remember. We’re not his enemy and yet he keeps treating us as such. He’s one of us, he just hasn’t accepted it yet. I’m not sure how to get him to accept us. I invite him to training sessions but he keeps declining.”

Derek’s face did eventually soften with an honest to god smile. It was actually nice to be able to talk to another adult.   “You could help me train the pack. They need to get used to you, after all.”  Which would involve being around teenagers, of course. What he was offering, exactly, was a higher position in the pack but he didn’t really know about how to do that. It was also, kind of a bribe. He was not above bribing his Uncle to keep him around and stop him from running away somewhere with Chris Argent.

Stiles thankfully, didn’t respond.

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Peter chuckled. “Don’t worry, I won’t, not with the pack that you have.” Peter crossed his arms behind his head. “He kept asking about knots, so he has some idea, but not a good one. Subtly doesn’t work with teenagers, you need to tell him straight to his face what you want. That’ll get through to him.”

“He’ll keep treating me that way, so I don’t know how much help I can actually be. I think you should invite his friends as well. They’re like a little pack of their own. If he’d rather spend time with them, get them here and he’s bound to show up.”

Peter gazed up at the ceiling. “I could.” He put his phone back in his pocket. “Is this just to keep me close? Are you afraid Chris will have a influence over me?” He turned to gauge Derek’s reaction. “I won’t abandon the pack, or you. You’re family. I may lo-be in this relationship with Chris, but I’m sure he understands family comes first.”

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Derek coughed and actually turned a little red-faced. “He asked about knots? God, where does he find all of this? Of course Scott will, he still thinks you ruined his life.” Derek’s eyebrows knitted together at Peter’s words about Chris. If he caught that almost slip, he didn’t acknowledge it.  “I just want you to know you’re valued here too. We can’t have two packs in Beacon Hills.  Do you think Argent would be willing to come to a pack gathering if his daughter was invited? If we could learn to fight effectively we might actually be able to defend the town.” It was wishful thinking, he knew, but it was worth a shot. If anyone could talk Argent into an alliance, Peter could. “Could you ask him? If he was here, that might also get Scott.”

Derek was tired of all the bickering. They didn’t know what was really out there, not really. Not like he, Peter and Argent did. They had yet to see what true monsters were. They had so far only scratched the surface and Gerard Argent was not the top of the evil food chain. Neither was Peter. He hadn’t gone after people at random. He hadn’t killed for the sake of killing. There was always a purpose to his methods. Always a plan.

“If we can get Argent’s cooperation I think we stand a chance at stopping another pack from coming here and taking over. You’ve heard of the Alpha Pack, I take it?”

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“I don’t know, probably the internet.” Peter rolled his eyes. “Yes because getting rid of his asthma was a terrible thing to do.” Peter hummed. Two divided packs would be easier to take down and if there was any fighting among members… “He might be persuaded.” Peter was proud of Derek, using Chris as an advantage. He smiled. “I’ll ask, though I can’t promise anything.”

Peter was sure Chris would come if not for Allison being there, then maybe he’d come to show the kids how to take Peter down. Peter would let him do it once or twice, though he’d have to show off for the pack on how to tack a hunter down. Maybe Chris could help Stiles, so he didn’t feel so useless as a human in a pack of wolves. Though really Allison could teach him as well. Derek had high hopes about protecting the town, but it was better than having no goal.

“Yes.” He’d heard something about Deucalion heading it. That wouldn’t be good. Just like Peter, he was bitter against hunters, the Argents more exactly. But if he really was the head of this Alpha pack, he would be extremely dangerous. “I’ll try to persuade him.”

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“He’s a scared teenager.” Derek shrugged but also nodded, “Okay.” He looked relieved. “We could have it back, Peter.” It would never be the same as it was though. “A Hale Pack. If we could just get everyone to cooperate.” He knew he was right but the actual process of putting that together was going to be extremely difficult. There was a lot of clashing personalities but if he and Peter could bury the hatchet maybe that would set an example for everyone else.

It remained to be seen whether or not Argent would deal at all with Derek, given the Alpha was responsible for Victoria’s death. He had been defending Scott, however. Victoria had crossed the line, just as Gerard had. Maybe Argent would see it his way. He didn’t know. They had to stop fighting each other, that much was certain.

“I appreciate you coming by here today rather than tomorrow. Let me know what Argent says and I’ll talk to Isaac. He talk to Scott on the same level.” He reached over and put a hand on his uncle’s shoulder. “Things are going to change. I promise you. I’ll make it better.”

For Stiles if not for anything else. Derek’s wolf rumbled inside him. Stiles couldn’t be mated into a broken, dysfunctional pack. He would have to show him power, strength, unity, it was the only way he had anything to offer. Peter was right, he would have to be direct when the time came, but not yet. Stiles didn’t even fully trust him yet.

“I’ll make it better for us.” Derek said again, determined.

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“We could certainly try.” He shrugged. A rag tag pack of teenagers is not what he thought of when he thought of a Hale pack, but he was sure Derek knew as well as he did that they would have to work with their circumstances. Peter snorted. Since when did he refer to Derek’s pack as theirs? “I think getting them to cooperate is a start.”

“Well you said you wanted to talk today, why would I put that off? Especially with Stiles and the others running around trying to figure out what Chris and I are doing.” And he didn’t want to deal with an angry Derek for too long, it was easier to nip that in the bud when he had a chance. He glanced at Derek’s hand, but didn’t remove it. “That’s very optimistic thinking.”

Peter could tell that Derek meant it. “Going to apply tape to the super-glued remains of my sanity then?” He couldn’t help but be snippy. Not that he didn’t feel better and more in control than he had when he was Alpha, but he knew there was no going back. This was what they were stuck with.

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“I don’t know, I never know with you.” Derek rolled his eyes at Peter. “Shut up, you’re not insane anymore and you’d better stay that way. I’m allowed to be optimistic once a decade.” It was an attempt at humor, which Derek didn’t do very well at. At least it was the thought that counted, right?  He did attempt to smile. It was all awkward with teeth, too.

He took his hand off of his uncle’s shoulder and stood up. “I’m going to call Isaac.” Apparently he was done talking. That was the problem with Derek he liked to get to the bottom of things and then when he was done, he was done.

“You can go, but keep me informed. Check in from time to time and don’t make me come to the Argents to find you. I’ll try and figure out how to make this place more inviting for our first pack meeting.” Inviting? He made a face. Derek hated decorating or anything to do with cheerful colors. He grimaced at the place since it was entirely not welcoming. “What do you think Stiles would like to see?”

Derek grimaced. “Ugh, forget I said that. Go do your thing. Call me with any updates.” He paused. “I don’t mean everything, either!” He certainly didn’t want to hear about how the sex was going. He had already heard enough. “And try not to traumatize Allison any more than you already have.”

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Peter’s eyes widened, then he snorted as he realized Derek was trying to be funny. “I think you should leave the jokes to someone else. Otherwise you might pull something.” Peter smirked, teasing.

Peter nodded and got up. He checked his phone, Stiles was silent. Good, hopefully he’d talk to Scott the rest of the night. Or Derek, if he could muster it. Anything that kept him from bombarding Peter.

Peter huffed and rolled his eyes. “Do you think I’m going to never leave Chris’s side?” Peter had turned to leave, but spun back around. “Why Derek, I do believe you’re feeling something.”

Peter grinned. “Well that phone call was none of my doing earlier. I wasn’t exactly in a position to answer.” He sighed. “I can try.” He went to the door. “Try not to scare Stiles too bad if you do manage to talk to him. He went down and back out to the Camero. He had to go wake Chris up.

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“I am not, oh my god.” Derek gave a disgusted grunt at Peter’s comment about not being in a position to answer. He had heard things, after all. “I DID NOT NEED THAT IMAGE IN MY HEAD!”  He roared down the stairway.

He was NOT imagining a similar situation as he made sure a certain mouthy teen was going to be way too occupied with his hands to use his phone.

He was NOT.

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Unbreakable: Chapter Four “Reasoning”

Derek did what he usually did to calm the fuck down. What he didn’t understand was why Peter would risk everything he had gained just to throw his luck in with the Argents? It didn’t make any sense. He knew what his uncle had done but he was just starting to get better. Just beginning to make sense again and act a little more like himself. Derek wasn’t fooled completely though, Peter was a wild card and one Derek could only handle because he was an Alpha. If he wasn’t, Peter could easily take Derek in a fight, Peter was the one who taught him how to fight, after all.

Chris Argent.

Derek shuddered. He was responsible for the death of Victoria Argent. Chris had loved her, it just did not make any sense. He flexed his hands. He was sitting currently, stretched out on the couch. Stiles had talked his ear off earlier swearing against his dead mother that it wasn’t Chris who was going to be hurt. He had a beer in hand, even though alcohol didn’t really do anything for him and an old but favorite book. Stiles had suggested it to calm him down. The boy knew him too well. It was uncomfortable and maddening at the same time. He could smell Peter as his uncle approached the building but he remained where he was.

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It was already late afternoon as Peter rode up to the loft. He opened the door and could detect that Derek was trying to reign in his mood. Peter had figured as much, but that phone call probably had made things worse. He walked in like nothing was wrong, because it wasn’t. They could handle this like the adults they were.

“I don’t see what all the fuss is about. Everyone knows if it got out of hand or ended badly one of us would be dead, or both of us.” He walked over to Derek and stopped, looking at him. “And really it’s none of your business, just like it’s none of the little pack’s business either.” Despite Stiles cutting in again.

Peter still hadn’t answered his other texts. “Now, Chris and I are adults. We’ve known each other for a long time. What exactly is the problem?” He sat down on the farther end of the couch and turned to Derek.

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“You reek of him.” Derek complained, wrinkling his nose. “God what did you do, bathe in his … nevermind, ugh.” He gagged a bit. Exhaled and inhaled and tried to keep his temper. “You know what the problem is! And it is my business. I have enough to deal with.” The new pack members weren’t exactly easy, Derek hadn’t chosen very wisely. He needed Peter, he’d come to realize this a little bit too late. He needed to know how to deal with teenagers who weren’t exactly functional.  Peter had experience. He used to take care of the pack.

He had, essentially, bitten off more than he could chew when he took his uncle’s power. He was not good at being an Alpha and he knew it. Still, it was better than being a beta under his Uncle. “The last thing I need is having Hunters learn about you and Argent. Have you thought that far yet? Have you thought at all about anything other than your dick?”

STILES: Alli & Lydia R still busy. I don’t know why Scott is mad about Derek now 2.

STILES: Scott just said I like Derek better than him. Peter?!? R U There?

STILES: You are probably busy with Argent.

STILES: What’s it like to suck someone’s cock?

STILES: How big is Argent’s?

STILES: Do werewolves really have knots?

Eventually the pings stopped since it was obvious Peter was busy.

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Peter rolled his eyes. He sighed. “You chose this pack, that’s not my fault.” If Derek couldn’t handle some teenagers, what made him think he could handle other Alphas? Or a rival pack? “Do you honestly think you can manage without me?”

Peter glared at Derek as a warning. “Barely anyone knows about us yet. We’re not going to brag about it. In fact, we talked about it. The only way right now that any hunter would know would be if Chris were to tell them. And I don’t think he’s going to do that. Allison could. But she’s just upset, not out to get me.” Or at least he hoped so.

He finally pulled out his phone. “Stiles,” he huffed. I don’t either. Scott can talk to Derek himself. Well, do you like Derek better? Peter shook his head. I’m not telling you that over text messages, your father would arrest me. Unless you’re seeking to proposition Chris, you don’t need to know that either. No. Why?

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“What if someone sees you and tells one of them?” Derek crossed his arms over his chest. “You were out in public together. How do you see this working? Are you going to live with them?” He exhaled and rubbed his forehead. “Stiles said something. Look-..” He gave a frustrated snarl. “Are you sure this is really what you want?” He couldn’t understand. The Argents weren’t their friends. They were tentative allies at best especially after it was revealed what Victoria had done.

But if his Uncle had his heart set on it there wasn’t much he could do, short of trying the Alpha Voice on him. He knew that wouldn’t work either though, Peter would just laugh at him. He had a will of steel. “I can’t imagine why Allison would be upset.” Derek’s comment was snide but only because he didn’t want to seem weak and ready to do anything to keep his Uncle nearby and alive.

STILES: UR Still Alive! Good.  He often tended to mix up actual coherent responses with short text. It depended on what he was doing. I like Derek. But he won’t look twice at me. That wasn’t quite an answer. My dad doesn’t need 2 know. I was just curious. Argent is yr true love. Was wondering what the fuss was about. I mean, what 2 expect.

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Peter sighed. That could be a possibility, but he didn’t really care. “Yes, because we were on a date, that’s how it works. I see it working fine as of now. Well, not at the moment no, that’s a little fast.” Peter chuckled. “Of course he did.” Peter stared at Derek. “Yes, why wouldn’t it be what I want?”

“I’m so glad sarcasm is not lost on you dear nephew.” Peter smiled. He could still sense Derek’s unruly mood. Though it had lessened a little, probably because he knew there was going to be no arguing this.

Yes. Have you tried talking to Derek? Peter smiled, he knew how well talking to Derek would work for Stiles. Good boy. True love, you don’t say? Please don’t start asking Derek about knots, it’s embarrassing enough for me to keep you informed.

[derekforever]

“Because you don’t do anything unless something is in it for you!” Derek said with some exasperation. He just could not imagine his uncle being in love and dating. It was like putting peanut butter on spaghetti. It didn’t fit. “I have never seen you with someone. I’ve never seen you even look at anyone. For a while I thought you didn’t like sex or other people enough to make any effort.”

“But clearly-” Derek gestured his hand at Peter. “I was wrong because you’re drenched in it and there’s no reasoning with you. You’re right, I need you, damnit. I don’t want hunters deciding you’re an easy kill because you’re fucking an Argent.” As usual, Derek didn’t exactly have a way with words.

“Are you seriously texting Stiles  right now!?” Derek’s blood pressure rose slightly and his heart beat quickened.  “I’m trying to talk to you! Peter. I get that you went insane. I just. I don’t want to lose you again.” That last bit was real, and heartfelt. Derek had practically worshiped Peter before the fire.

He might be more annoyed at the fact that Peter was texting Stiles rather than Peter’s current situation.

STILES: Have U ever tried talking 2 Derek? It’s like talking 2 a brick wall. He has 2 expressions. Angry & Angrier. C’mon, give me some details.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter tsked. Derek was right though. “Stiles made an offer once, I kindly told him no and that I would not go to jail regardless of how cute he is. And who says I’m not getting something out of this?” He grinned wickedly. “You have a point, most people are awful, but Chris Argent is different.”

Peter snorted. At least Derek knew when there was no use in fighting. “Did you just-?” He had heard that correctly, right? “I’m flattered you’re concerned but just because I’m sleeping with Chris does not mean I am an easy target. And neither is he. That won’t change, I can take care of myself and he can take care of himself.”

“Yes.” Peter glanced at him. “There’s no need to shout, I am listening to you.” His brow furrowed. “You won’t lose me.” He intended to stay alive for as long as he could, with a back up plan, just in case.

I’m talking to him right now. You’re right though. Stiles, stop asking. I will sick your father on you if I must.

[derekforever]

“He what?” Derek’s eyes glowed a dangerous red and it was sheer force of will that stopped him from pouncing on Peter. “You better not.” He clenched and unclenched his fists as he attempted to channel his rage. He was good at it, used to being Angry. Peter had taught him how to control it and that was a good thing because all that paid off. With extreme difficulty, Derek managed to draw the Alpha back and bury it. He would have to do something work off the rage later.

He swallowed and exhaled and shuddered. It had been a difficult morning and worse afternoon. “You actually are, that’s something.” With a sigh he rubbed his forehead. Peter used be the one he turned to. The only one who understood something of what he had gone through when he was a teenager. “You’re part of my pack, Peter.” He said gruffly, and added. “Whether you or I like it or not. I need you. For what it is worth, I have your back even if the kids still hate you. I’m-.” he exhaled again. “I’m glad you’re acting more like yourself. I never wanted to abandon you. We had no choice. We had to run.”

Derek looked like he might be calming down, at least, and that was a good thing. “And you’re right. I can’t do this without you. So-, whatever you need as long as you stay sane.”

STILES: Don’t be mean! You Are?!? Is he talking about me? No, don’t answer that. Is he still mad? Cause he does that cute thing with his eyebrows when he’s mad.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter arched an eyebrow. “I won’t, I’m not stupid. And I told him I didn’t want to go to jail for dating a teenager. Why do you care so much? I thought you didn’t like him?” He watched Derek calm down, ready in case he didn’t. Sometimes the anger took over, Peter knew that too well. The vengeance kick was proof of that.

“Oh I’m well aware of where I stand in the pack.” Peter slumped into the couch. “Thank you. Well being more like myself…” That could be argued, he would probably never be how he was like before the fire. He shuddered. “I know. I’m glad you got away.” There was genuine emotion in his voice. “I don’t think that will be a hard task to manage.”

Yes. I’ve mentioned you. He actually got quite mad when I brought the fact that you offered yourself to me once. He’s calmer now and I wouldn’t know. I don’t think of my nephew as cute you know.

[derekforever]

“It’s not that.” Derek eyed the phone irritably. He strode over to the couch and slumped on the other side. “I screwed up twice really badly. I don’t have a great track record and he’s just a kid. I don’t really want to be that guy who waits around for someone to grow up. That’s just asking for trouble.”  His wolf really didn’t like that answer but Derek was a stubborn bastard. It was unfortunate, but that was the way of things.  “I’ll just end up hurting him too.” Everyone he’s ever loved has caused pain to him and his family so he didn’t trust himself anymore.

He offered his hand, to shake, kind of an olive branch. He knew it was dangerous to trust Peter for anything but he wanted badly to do so right now. He wanted to believe that Peter had come around. His uncle’s nature was eclectic and difficult to predict but the last thing he wanted was for them to be fighting. Over an Argent. He needed someone he could trust again. Someone he didn’t dislike. Someone who knew how to read people and manage wayward teenagers. That person certainly wasn’t Scott and could not be Stiles.

STILES: Why did U tell him that!!!! (Several minutes passed) Scott came back. He brought ice-cream. I have ways of finding out U know, U should just tell me! If Dad finds papers scattered on my desk maybe I’ll just tell him U gave me the websites. TTL!!! <Icon of lip smooch>

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter hummed. “He is.” He glanced out of the corner of his eye at Derek. “I know where you’re coming from, but if that was your reaction to my mere mention of Stiles offering himself to me, I think it’s not as simple as you’re making it.” He wasn’t going to comment on how he had a feeling Stiles probably wouldn’t mind some pain, since he was actively trying to date a werewolf, sort of.

Peter arched an eyebrow but shook Derek’s hand. “You know the last time we talked you weren’t so courteous.” Though he knew why Derek had reacted that way. Peter stretched. “Is this behind us now then?” They could still talk, but leave Chris out of it.

Because we were talking about you. You’re a brat. Enjoy your ice cream. Peter sighed, he supposed he could relent and let Stiles know, just at least so he’d stop asking. But then he added: With your mate. I’ll provide information later. He smirked.

[derekforever]

Derek took a few moments but he sighed and nodded. His shoulders slumped. “I know.” He sighed. “I could hear you, Peter. But It’s behind us, yes.”

He gave Peter a disgruntled look. “Half the time he acts like he can’t stand me. It’s bizarre and this is the only way I know how to deal with it. ” He looked off to the side of the loft. “Nothing is simple these days. Scott still fights us.” He leaned back and shoved his hands in his jacket pockets. “Somehow I thought it would be easier with power.”

“He really talks to you? What do you suggest I do about Scott… and about Stiles?” It was probably not smart to ask relationship advice from recently psychotic Werewolf who had never had a relationship in his life. But who else was he going to ask? Erica? Erica was one of his many problems.

There was only one person in the world who could give him advice right now.

STILES: What?! Scott just saw Lyd & Allison kissing, that’s why he vanished. I’m going 2 take him home. I hope U were kidding about the mate thing. Were U kidding? Y/N.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter flinched but nodded, taking that as his cue to move on.“He’s a teenager, that’s what they do. You were that young once if you remember. I can’t tell you to change who you are, but if you want to keep Stiles around I think threatening bodily harm is not the way to go.” Peter chuckled. “Scott has his own set of morals, again, because he’s a teenager.” Peter shook his head. “I can always take it back if you want.” He flashed a grin of teeth.

“Stiles? He’s talking to me right now. Not that I asked, but he’s keeping me in the loop of their little drama matches.” He wasn’t going to admit the only other reason the sheriff’s kid talked to him was because of a truth spell. “If you push Scott he’ll just do whatever he wants anyway, you saw that in how he reacted with Jackson. And Stiles…well you could always fuck him and get it out of your system.”

Peter arched an eyebrow, well that was something he’d have to tell Chris about, and maybe Natalie. Maybe I was. Maybe I wasn’t. Consider that payback for the blackmail threat. Peter hoped this was the last he’d hear from Stiles for today.

[derekforever]

Derek  gave a low growl at the flash of teeth. “Just try it.” It wasn’t spoken as a challenge but more of a mostly friendly warning. Derek relaxed his face, frowned and but nodded. “I’ll take all that into consideration, but even if you’re right. Even if you’re right, Stiles doesn’t really know what he’s getting into if I make a move.” Which probably meant he was going to wallow when it came to Stiles and punch things, probably not in that order. Pity the three Betas he was training later.

“About Scott, I remember. We’re not his enemy and yet he keeps treating us as such. He’s one of us, he just hasn’t accepted it yet. I’m not sure how to get him to accept us. I invite him to training sessions but he keeps declining.”

Derek’s face did eventually soften with an honest to god smile. It was actually nice to be able to talk to another adult.   “You could help me train the pack. They need to get used to you, after all.”  Which would involve being around teenagers, of course. What he was offering, exactly, was a higher position in the pack but he didn’t really know about how to do that. It was also, kind of a bribe. He was not above bribing his Uncle to keep him around and stop him from running away somewhere with Chris Argent.

Stiles thankfully, didn’t respond.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter chuckled. “Don’t worry, I won’t, not with the pack that you have.” Peter crossed his arms behind his head. “He kept asking about knots, so he has some idea, but not a good one. Subtly doesn’t work with teenagers, you need to tell him straight to his face what you want. That’ll get through to him.”

“He’ll keep treating me that way, so I don’t know how much help I can actually be. I think you should invite his friends as well. They’re like a little pack of their own. If he’d rather spend time with them, get them here and he’s bound to show up.”

Peter gazed up at the ceiling. “I could.” He put his phone back in his pocket. “Is this just to keep me close? Are you afraid Chris will have a influence over me?” He turned to gauge Derek’s reaction. “I won’t abandon the pack, or you. You’re family. I may lo-be in this relationship with Chris, but I’m sure he understands family comes first.”

[derekforever]

Derek coughed and actually turned a little red-faced. “He asked about knots? God, where does he find all of this? Of course Scott will, he still thinks you ruined his life.” Derek’s eyebrows knitted together at Peter’s words about Chris. If he caught that almost slip, he didn’t acknowledge it.  “I just want you to know you’re valued here too. We can’t have two packs in Beacon Hills.  Do you think Argent would be willing to come to a pack gathering if his daughter was invited? If we could learn to fight effectively we might actually be able to defend the town.” It was wishful thinking, he knew, but it was worth a shot. If anyone could talk Argent into an alliance, Peter could. “Could you ask him? If he was here, that might also get Scott.”

Derek was tired of all the bickering. They didn’t know what was really out there, not really. Not like he, Peter and Argent did. They had yet to see what true monsters were. They had so far only scratched the surface and Gerard Argent was not the top of the evil food chain. Neither was Peter. He hadn’t gone after people at random. He hadn’t killed for the sake of killing. There was always a purpose to his methods. Always a plan.

“If we can get Argent’s cooperation I think we stand a chance at stopping another pack from coming here and taking over. You’ve heard of the Alpha Pack, I take it?”

[centerofthehollowmoon]

“I don’t know, probably the internet.” Peter rolled his eyes. “Yes because getting rid of his asthma was a terrible thing to do.” Peter hummed. Two divided packs would be easier to take down and if there was any fighting among members… “He might be persuaded.” Peter was proud of Derek, using Chris as an advantage. He smiled. “I’ll ask, though I can’t promise anything.”

Peter was sure Chris would come if not for Allison being there, then maybe he’d come to show the kids how to take Peter down. Peter would let him do it once or twice, though he’d have to show off for the pack on how to tack a hunter down. Maybe Chris could help Stiles, so he didn’t feel so useless as a human in a pack of wolves. Though really Allison could teach him as well. Derek had high hopes about protecting the town, but it was better than having no goal.

“Yes.” He’d heard something about Deucalion heading it. That wouldn’t be good. Just like Peter, he was bitter against hunters, the Argents more exactly. But if he really was the head of this Alpha pack, he would be extremely dangerous. “I’ll try to persuade him.”

[derekforever]

“He’s a scared teenager.” Derek shrugged but also nodded, “Okay.” He looked relieved. “We could have it back, Peter.” It would never be the same as it was though. “A Hale Pack. If we could just get everyone to cooperate.” He knew he was right but the actual process of putting that together was going to be extremely difficult. There was a lot of clashing personalities but if he and Peter could bury the hatchet maybe that would set an example for everyone else.

It remained to be seen whether or not Argent would deal at all with Derek, given the Alpha was responsible for Victoria’s death. He had been defending Scott, however. Victoria had crossed the line, just as Gerard had. Maybe Argent would see it his way. He didn’t know. They had to stop fighting each other, that much was certain.

“I appreciate you coming by here today rather than tomorrow. Let me know what Argent says and I’ll talk to Isaac. He talk to Scott on the same level.” He reached over and put a hand on his uncle’s shoulder. “Things are going to change. I promise you. I’ll make it better.”

For Stiles if not for anything else. Derek’s wolf rumbled inside him. Stiles couldn’t be mated into a broken, dysfunctional pack. He would have to show him power, strength, unity, it was the only way he had anything to offer. Peter was right, he would have to be direct when the time came, but not yet. Stiles didn’t even fully trust him yet.

“I’ll make it better for us.” Derek said again, determined.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

“We could certainly try.” He shrugged. A rag tag pack of teenagers is not what he thought of when he thought of a Hale pack, but he was sure Derek knew as well as he did that they would have to work with their circumstances. Peter snorted. Since when did he refer to Derek’s pack as theirs? “I think getting them to cooperate is a start.”

“Well you said you wanted to talk today, why would I put that off? Especially with Stiles and the others running around trying to figure out what Chris and I are doing.” And he didn’t want to deal with an angry Derek for too long, it was easier to nip that in the bud when he had a chance. He glanced at Derek’s hand, but didn’t remove it. “That’s very optimistic thinking.”

Peter could tell that Derek meant it. “Going to apply tape to the super-glued remains of my sanity then?” He couldn’t help but be snippy. Not that he didn’t feel better and more in control than he had when he was Alpha, but he knew there was no going back. This was what they were stuck with.

[derekforever]

“I don’t know, I never know with you.” Derek rolled his eyes at Peter. “Shut up, you’re not insane anymore and you’d better stay that way. I’m allowed to be optimistic once a decade.” It was an attempt at humor, which Derek didn’t do very well at. At least it was the thought that counted, right?  He did attempt to smile. It was all awkward with teeth, too.

He took his hand off of his uncle’s shoulder and stood up. “I’m going to call Isaac.” Apparently he was done talking. That was the problem with Derek he liked to get to the bottom of things and then when he was done, he was done.

“You can go, but keep me informed. Check in from time to time and don’t make me come to the Argents to find you. I’ll try and figure out how to make this place more inviting for our first pack meeting.” Inviting? He made a face. Derek hated decorating or anything to do with cheerful colors. He grimaced at the place since it was entirely not welcoming. “What do you think Stiles would like to see?”

Derek grimaced. “Ugh, forget I said that. Go do your thing. Call me with any updates.” He paused. “I don’t mean everything, either!” He certainly didn’t want to hear about how the sex was going. He had already heard enough. “And try not to traumatize Allison any more than you already have.”

[derekforever]

Unbreakable: Chapter Four “Reasoning”

Derek did what he usually did to calm the fuck down. What he didn’t understand was why Peter would risk everything he had gained just to throw his luck in with the Argents? It didn’t make any sense. He knew what his uncle had done but he was just starting to get better. Just beginning to make sense again and act a little more like himself. Derek wasn’t fooled completely though, Peter was a wild card and one Derek could only handle because he was an Alpha. If he wasn’t, Peter could easily take Derek in a fight, Peter was the one who taught him how to fight, after all.

Chris Argent.

Derek shuddered. He was responsible for the death of Victoria Argent. Chris had loved her, it just did not make any sense. He flexed his hands. He was sitting currently, stretched out on the couch. Stiles had talked his ear off earlier swearing against his dead mother that it wasn’t Chris who was going to be hurt. He had a beer in hand, even though alcohol didn’t really do anything for him and an old but favorite book. Stiles had suggested it to calm him down. The boy knew him too well. It was uncomfortable and maddening at the same time. He could smell Peter as his uncle approached the building but he remained where he was.

@centerofthehollowmoon

[centerofthehollowmoon]

It was already late afternoon as Peter rode up to the loft. He opened the door and could detect that Derek was trying to reign in his mood. Peter had figured as much, but that phone call probably had made things worse. He walked in like nothing was wrong, because it wasn’t. They could handle this like the adults they were.

“I don’t see what all the fuss is about. Everyone knows if it got out of hand or ended badly one of us would be dead, or both of us.” He walked over to Derek and stopped, looking at him. “And really it’s none of your business, just like it’s none of the little pack’s business either.” Despite Stiles cutting in again.

Peter still hadn’t answered his other texts. “Now, Chris and I are adults. We’ve known each other for a long time. What exactly is the problem?” He sat down on the farther end of the couch and turned to Derek.

[derekforever]

“You reek of him.” Derek complained, wrinkling his nose. “God what did you do, bathe in his … nevermind, ugh.” He gagged a bit. Exhaled and inhaled and tried to keep his temper. “You know what the problem is! And it is my business. I have enough to deal with.” The new pack members weren’t exactly easy, Derek hadn’t chosen very wisely. He needed Peter, he’d come to realize this a little bit too late. He needed to know how to deal with teenagers who weren’t exactly functional.  Peter had experience. He used to take care of the pack.

He had, essentially, bitten off more than he could chew when he took his uncle’s power. He was not good at being an Alpha and he knew it. Still, it was better than being a beta under his Uncle. “The last thing I need is having Hunters learn about you and Argent. Have you thought that far yet? Have you thought at all about anything other than your dick?”

STILES: Alli & Lydia R still busy. I don’t know why Scott is mad about Derek now 2.

STILES: Scott just said I like Derek better than him. Peter?!? R U There?

STILES: You are probably busy with Argent.

STILES: What’s it like to suck someone’s cock?

STILES: How big is Argent’s?

STILES: Do werewolves really have knots?

Eventually the pings stopped since it was obvious Peter was busy.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter rolled his eyes. He sighed. “You chose this pack, that’s not my fault.” If Derek couldn’t handle some teenagers, what made him think he could handle other Alphas? Or a rival pack? “Do you honestly think you can manage without me?”

Peter glared at Derek as a warning. “Barely anyone knows about us yet. We’re not going to brag about it. In fact, we talked about it. The only way right now that any hunter would know would be if Chris were to tell them. And I don’t think he’s going to do that. Allison could. But she’s just upset, not out to get me.” Or at least he hoped so.

He finally pulled out his phone. “Stiles,” he huffed. I don’t either. Scott can talk to Derek himself. Well, do you like Derek better? Peter shook his head. I’m not telling you that over text messages, your father would arrest me. Unless you’re seeking to proposition Chris, you don’t need to know that either. No. Why?

[derekforever]

“What if someone sees you and tells one of them?” Derek crossed his arms over his chest. “You were out in public together. How do you see this working? Are you going to live with them?” He exhaled and rubbed his forehead. “Stiles said something. Look-..” He gave a frustrated snarl. “Are you sure this is really what you want?” He couldn’t understand. The Argents weren’t their friends. They were tentative allies at best especially after it was revealed what Victoria had done.

But if his Uncle had his heart set on it there wasn’t much he could do, short of trying the Alpha Voice on him. He knew that wouldn’t work either though, Peter would just laugh at him. He had a will of steel. “I can’t imagine why Allison would be upset.” Derek’s comment was snide but only because he didn’t want to seem weak and ready to do anything to keep his Uncle nearby and alive.

STILES: UR Still Alive! Good.  He often tended to mix up actual coherent responses with short text. It depended on what he was doing. I like Derek. But he won’t look twice at me. That wasn’t quite an answer. My dad doesn’t need 2 know. I was just curious. Argent is yr true love. Was wondering what the fuss was about. I mean, what 2 expect.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter sighed. That could be a possibility, but he didn’t really care. “Yes, because we were on a date, that’s how it works. I see it working fine as of now. Well, not at the moment no, that’s a little fast.” Peter chuckled. “Of course he did.” Peter stared at Derek. “Yes, why wouldn’t it be what I want?”

“I’m so glad sarcasm is not lost on you dear nephew.” Peter smiled. He could still sense Derek’s unruly mood. Though it had lessened a little, probably because he knew there was going to be no arguing this.

Yes. Have you tried talking to Derek? Peter smiled, he knew how well talking to Derek would work for Stiles. Good boy. True love, you don’t say? Please don’t start asking Derek about knots, it’s embarrassing enough for me to keep you informed.

[derekforever]

“Because you don’t do anything unless something is in it for you!” Derek said with some exasperation. He just could not imagine his uncle being in love and dating. It was like putting peanut butter on spaghetti. It didn’t fit. “I have never seen you with someone. I’ve never seen you even look at anyone. For a while I thought you didn’t like sex or other people enough to make any effort.”

“But clearly-” Derek gestured his hand at Peter. “I was wrong because you’re drenched in it and there’s no reasoning with you. You’re right, I need you, damnit. I don’t want hunters deciding you’re an easy kill because you’re fucking an Argent.” As usual, Derek didn’t exactly have a way with words.

“Are you seriously texting Stiles  right now!?” Derek’s blood pressure rose slightly and his heart beat quickened.  “I’m trying to talk to you! Peter. I get that you went insane. I just. I don’t want to lose you again.” That last bit was real, and heartfelt. Derek had practically worshiped Peter before the fire.

He might be more annoyed at the fact that Peter was texting Stiles rather than Peter’s current situation.

STILES: Have U ever tried talking 2 Derek? It’s like talking 2 a brick wall. He has 2 expressions. Angry & Angrier. C’mon, give me some details.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter tsked. Derek was right though. “Stiles made an offer once, I kindly told him no and that I would not go to jail regardless of how cute he is. And who says I’m not getting something out of this?” He grinned wickedly. “You have a point, most people are awful, but Chris Argent is different.”

Peter snorted. At least Derek knew when there was no use in fighting. “Did you just-?” He had heard that correctly, right? “I’m flattered you’re concerned but just because I’m sleeping with Chris does not mean I am an easy target. And neither is he. That won’t change, I can take care of myself and he can take care of himself.”

“Yes.” Peter glanced at him. “There’s no need to shout, I am listening to you.” His brow furrowed. “You won’t lose me.” He intended to stay alive for as long as he could, with a back up plan, just in case.

I’m talking to him right now. You’re right though. Stiles, stop asking. I will sick your father on you if I must.

[derekforever]

“He what?” Derek’s eyes glowed a dangerous red and it was sheer force of will that stopped him from pouncing on Peter. “You better not.” He clenched and unclenched his fists as he attempted to channel his rage. He was good at it, used to being Angry. Peter had taught him how to control it and that was a good thing because all that paid off. With extreme difficulty, Derek managed to draw the Alpha back and bury it. He would have to do something work off the rage later.

He swallowed and exhaled and shuddered. It had been a difficult morning and worse afternoon. “You actually are, that’s something.” With a sigh he rubbed his forehead. Peter used be the one he turned to. The only one who understood something of what he had gone through when he was a teenager. “You’re part of my pack, Peter.” He said gruffly, and added. “Whether you or I like it or not. I need you. For what it is worth, I have your back even if the kids still hate you. I’m-.” he exhaled again. “I’m glad you’re acting more like yourself. I never wanted to abandon you. We had no choice. We had to run.”

Derek looked like he might be calming down, at least, and that was a good thing. “And you’re right. I can’t do this without you. So-, whatever you need as long as you stay sane.”

STILES: Don’t be mean! You Are?!? Is he talking about me? No, don’t answer that. Is he still mad? Cause he does that cute thing with his eyebrows when he’s mad.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter arched an eyebrow. “I won’t, I’m not stupid. And I told him I didn’t want to go to jail for dating a teenager. Why do you care so much? I thought you didn’t like him?” He watched Derek calm down, ready in case he didn’t. Sometimes the anger took over, Peter knew that too well. The vengeance kick was proof of that.

“Oh I’m well aware of where I stand in the pack.” Peter slumped into the couch. “Thank you. Well being more like myself…” That could be argued, he would probably never be how he was like before the fire. He shuddered. “I know. I’m glad you got away.” There was genuine emotion in his voice. “I don’t think that will be a hard task to manage.”

Yes. I’ve mentioned you. He actually got quite mad when I brought the fact that you offered yourself to me once. He’s calmer now and I wouldn’t know. I don’t think of my nephew as cute you know.

[derekforever]

“It’s not that.” Derek eyed the phone irritably. He strode over to the couch and slumped on the other side. “I screwed up twice really badly. I don’t have a great track record and he’s just a kid. I don’t really want to be that guy who waits around for someone to grow up. That’s just asking for trouble.”  His wolf really didn’t like that answer but Derek was a stubborn bastard. It was unfortunate, but that was the way of things.  “I’ll just end up hurting him too.” Everyone he’s ever loved has caused pain to him and his family so he didn’t trust himself anymore.

He offered his hand, to shake, kind of an olive branch. He knew it was dangerous to trust Peter for anything but he wanted badly to do so right now. He wanted to believe that Peter had come around. His uncle’s nature was eclectic and difficult to predict but the last thing he wanted was for them to be fighting. Over an Argent. He needed someone he could trust again. Someone he didn’t dislike. Someone who knew how to read people and manage wayward teenagers. That person certainly wasn’t Scott and could not be Stiles.

STILES: Why did U tell him that!!!! (Several minutes passed) Scott came back. He brought ice-cream. I have ways of finding out U know, U should just tell me! If Dad finds papers scattered on my desk maybe I’ll just tell him U gave me the websites. TTL!!! <Icon of lip smooch>

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter hummed. “He is.” He glanced out of the corner of his eye at Derek. “I know where you’re coming from, but if that was your reaction to my mere mention of Stiles offering himself to me, I think it’s not as simple as you’re making it.” He wasn’t going to comment on how he had a feeling Stiles probably wouldn’t mind some pain, since he was actively trying to date a werewolf, sort of.

Peter arched an eyebrow but shook Derek’s hand. “You know the last time we talked you weren’t so courteous.” Though he knew why Derek had reacted that way. Peter stretched. “Is this behind us now then?” They could still talk, but leave Chris out of it.

Because we were talking about you. You’re a brat. Enjoy your ice cream. Peter sighed, he supposed he could relent and let Stiles know, just at least so he’d stop asking. But then he added: With your mate. I’ll provide information later. He smirked.

[derekforever]

Derek took a few moments but he sighed and nodded. His shoulders slumped. “I know.” He sighed. “I could hear you, Peter. But It’s behind us, yes.”

He gave Peter a disgruntled look. “Half the time he acts like he can’t stand me. It’s bizarre and this is the only way I know how to deal with it. ” He looked off to the side of the loft. “Nothing is simple these days. Scott still fights us.” He leaned back and shoved his hands in his jacket pockets. “Somehow I thought it would be easier with power.”

“He really talks to you? What do you suggest I do about Scott… and about Stiles?” It was probably not smart to ask relationship advice from recently psychotic Werewolf who had never had a relationship in his life. But who else was he going to ask? Erica? Erica was one of his many problems.

There was only one person in the world who could give him advice right now.

STILES: What?! Scott just saw Lyd & Allison kissing, that’s why he vanished. I’m going 2 take him home. I hope U were kidding about the mate thing. Were U kidding? Y/N.

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Peter flinched but nodded, taking that as his cue to move on.“He’s a teenager, that’s what they do. You were that young once if you remember. I can’t tell you to change who you are, but if you want to keep Stiles around I think threatening bodily harm is not the way to go.” Peter chuckled. “Scott has his own set of morals, again, because he’s a teenager.” Peter shook his head. “I can always take it back if you want.” He flashed a grin of teeth.

“Stiles? He’s talking to me right now. Not that I asked, but he’s keeping me in the loop of their little drama matches.” He wasn’t going to admit the only other reason the sheriff’s kid talked to him was because of a truth spell. “If you push Scott he’ll just do whatever he wants anyway, you saw that in how he reacted with Jackson. And Stiles…well you could always fuck him and get it out of your system.”

Peter arched an eyebrow, well that was something he’d have to tell Chris about, and maybe Natalie. Maybe I was. Maybe I wasn’t. Consider that payback for the blackmail threat. Peter hoped this was the last he’d hear from Stiles for today.

[derekforever]

Derek  gave a low growl at the flash of teeth. “Just try it.” It wasn’t spoken as a challenge but more of a mostly friendly warning. Derek relaxed his face, frowned and but nodded. “I’ll take all that into consideration, but even if you’re right. Even if you’re right, Stiles doesn’t really know what he’s getting into if I make a move.” Which probably meant he was going to wallow when it came to Stiles and punch things, probably not in that order. Pity the three Betas he was training later.

“About Scott, I remember. We’re not his enemy and yet he keeps treating us as such. He’s one of us, he just hasn’t accepted it yet. I’m not sure how to get him to accept us. I invite him to training sessions but he keeps declining.”

Derek’s face did eventually soften with an honest to god smile. It was actually nice to be able to talk to another adult.   “You could help me train the pack. They need to get used to you, after all.”  Which would involve being around teenagers, of course. What he was offering, exactly, was a higher position in the pack but he didn’t really know about how to do that. It was also, kind of a bribe. He was not above bribing his Uncle to keep him around and stop him from running away somewhere with Chris Argent.

Stiles thankfully, didn’t respond.

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Peter chuckled. “Don’t worry, I won’t, not with the pack that you have.” Peter crossed his arms behind his head. “He kept asking about knots, so he has some idea, but not a good one. Subtly doesn’t work with teenagers, you need to tell him straight to his face what you want. That’ll get through to him.”

“He’ll keep treating me that way, so I don’t know how much help I can actually be. I think you should invite his friends as well. They’re like a little pack of their own. If he’d rather spend time with them, get them here and he’s bound to show up.”

Peter gazed up at the ceiling. “I could.” He put his phone back in his pocket. “Is this just to keep me close? Are you afraid Chris will have a influence over me?” He turned to gauge Derek’s reaction. “I won’t abandon the pack, or you. You’re family. I may lo-be in this relationship with Chris, but I’m sure he understands family comes first.”

[derekforever]

Derek coughed and actually turned a little red-faced. “He asked about knots? God, where does he find all of this? Of course Scott will, he still thinks you ruined his life.” Derek’s eyebrows knitted together at Peter’s words about Chris. If he caught that almost slip, he didn’t acknowledge it.  “I just want you to know you’re valued here too. We can’t have two packs in Beacon Hills.  Do you think Argent would be willing to come to a pack gathering if his daughter was invited? If we could learn to fight effectively we might actually be able to defend the town.” It was wishful thinking, he knew, but it was worth a shot. If anyone could talk Argent into an alliance, Peter could. “Could you ask him? If he was here, that might also get Scott.”

Derek was tired of all the bickering. They didn’t know what was really out there, not really. Not like he, Peter and Argent did. They had yet to see what true monsters were. They had so far only scratched the surface and Gerard Argent was not the top of the evil food chain. Neither was Peter. He hadn’t gone after people at random. He hadn’t killed for the sake of killing. There was always a purpose to his methods. Always a plan.

“If we can get Argent’s cooperation I think we stand a chance at stopping another pack from coming here and taking over. You’ve heard of the Alpha Pack, I take it?”

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“I don’t know, probably the internet.” Peter rolled his eyes. “Yes because getting rid of his asthma was a terrible thing to do.” Peter hummed. Two divided packs would be easier to take down and if there was any fighting among members… “He might be persuaded.” Peter was proud of Derek, using Chris as an advantage. He smiled. “I’ll ask, though I can’t promise anything.”

Peter was sure Chris would come if not for Allison being there, then maybe he’d come to show the kids how to take Peter down. Peter would let him do it once or twice, though he’d have to show off for the pack on how to tack a hunter down. Maybe Chris could help Stiles, so he didn’t feel so useless as a human in a pack of wolves. Though really Allison could teach him as well. Derek had high hopes about protecting the town, but it was better than having no goal.

“Yes.” He’d heard something about Deucalion heading it. That wouldn’t be good. Just like Peter, he was bitter against hunters, the Argents more exactly. But if he really was the head of this Alpha pack, he would be extremely dangerous. “I’ll try to persuade him.”

[derekforever]

“He’s a scared teenager.” Derek shrugged but also nodded, “Okay.” He looked relieved. “We could have it back, Peter.” It would never be the same as it was though. “A Hale Pack. If we could just get everyone to cooperate.” He knew he was right but the actual process of putting that together was going to be extremely difficult. There was a lot of clashing personalities but if he and Peter could bury the hatchet maybe that would set an example for everyone else.

It remained to be seen whether or not Argent would deal at all with Derek, given the Alpha was responsible for Victoria’s death. He had been defending Scott, however. Victoria had crossed the line, just as Gerard had. Maybe Argent would see it his way. He didn’t know. They had to stop fighting each other, that much was certain.

“I appreciate you coming by here today rather than tomorrow. Let me know what Argent says and I’ll talk to Isaac. He talk to Scott on the same level.” He reached over and put a hand on his uncle’s shoulder. “Things are going to change. I promise you. I’ll make it better.”

For Stiles if not for anything else. Derek’s wolf rumbled inside him. Stiles couldn’t be mated into a broken, dysfunctional pack. He would have to show him power, strength, unity, it was the only way he had anything to offer. Peter was right, he would have to be direct when the time came, but not yet. Stiles didn’t even fully trust him yet.

“I’ll make it better for us.” Derek said again, determined.

[derekforever]

Unbreakable: Chapter Four “Reasoning”

Derek did what he usually did to calm the fuck down. What he didn’t understand was why Peter would risk everything he had gained just to throw his luck in with the Argents? It didn’t make any sense. He knew what his uncle had done but he was just starting to get better. Just beginning to make sense again and act a little more like himself. Derek wasn’t fooled completely though, Peter was a wild card and one Derek could only handle because he was an Alpha. If he wasn’t, Peter could easily take Derek in a fight, Peter was the one who taught him how to fight, after all.

Chris Argent.

Derek shuddered. He was responsible for the death of Victoria Argent. Chris had loved her, it just did not make any sense. He flexed his hands. He was sitting currently, stretched out on the couch. Stiles had talked his ear off earlier swearing against his dead mother that it wasn’t Chris who was going to be hurt. He had a beer in hand, even though alcohol didn’t really do anything for him and an old but favorite book. Stiles had suggested it to calm him down. The boy knew him too well. It was uncomfortable and maddening at the same time. He could smell Peter as his uncle approached the building but he remained where he was.

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[centerofthehollowmoon]

It was already late afternoon as Peter rode up to the loft. He opened the door and could detect that Derek was trying to reign in his mood. Peter had figured as much, but that phone call probably had made things worse. He walked in like nothing was wrong, because it wasn’t. They could handle this like the adults they were.

“I don’t see what all the fuss is about. Everyone knows if it got out of hand or ended badly one of us would be dead, or both of us.” He walked over to Derek and stopped, looking at him. “And really it’s none of your business, just like it’s none of the little pack’s business either.” Despite Stiles cutting in again.

Peter still hadn’t answered his other texts. “Now, Chris and I are adults. We’ve known each other for a long time. What exactly is the problem?” He sat down on the farther end of the couch and turned to Derek.

[derekforever]

“You reek of him.” Derek complained, wrinkling his nose. “God what did you do, bathe in his … nevermind, ugh.” He gagged a bit. Exhaled and inhaled and tried to keep his temper. “You know what the problem is! And it is my business. I have enough to deal with.” The new pack members weren’t exactly easy, Derek hadn’t chosen very wisely. He needed Peter, he’d come to realize this a little bit too late. He needed to know how to deal with teenagers who weren’t exactly functional.  Peter had experience. He used to take care of the pack.

He had, essentially, bitten off more than he could chew when he took his uncle’s power. He was not good at being an Alpha and he knew it. Still, it was better than being a beta under his Uncle. “The last thing I need is having Hunters learn about you and Argent. Have you thought that far yet? Have you thought at all about anything other than your dick?”

STILES: Alli & Lydia R still busy. I don’t know why Scott is mad about Derek now 2.

STILES: Scott just said I like Derek better than him. Peter?!? R U There?

STILES: You are probably busy with Argent.

STILES: What’s it like to suck someone’s cock?

STILES: How big is Argent’s?

STILES: Do werewolves really have knots?

Eventually the pings stopped since it was obvious Peter was busy.

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Peter rolled his eyes. He sighed. “You chose this pack, that’s not my fault.” If Derek couldn’t handle some teenagers, what made him think he could handle other Alphas? Or a rival pack? “Do you honestly think you can manage without me?”

Peter glared at Derek as a warning. “Barely anyone knows about us yet. We’re not going to brag about it. In fact, we talked about it. The only way right now that any hunter would know would be if Chris were to tell them. And I don’t think he’s going to do that. Allison could. But she’s just upset, not out to get me.” Or at least he hoped so.

He finally pulled out his phone. “Stiles,” he huffed. I don’t either. Scott can talk to Derek himself. Well, do you like Derek better? Peter shook his head. I’m not telling you that over text messages, your father would arrest me. Unless you’re seeking to proposition Chris, you don’t need to know that either. No. Why?

[derekforever]

“What if someone sees you and tells one of them?” Derek crossed his arms over his chest. “You were out in public together. How do you see this working? Are you going to live with them?” He exhaled and rubbed his forehead. “Stiles said something. Look-..” He gave a frustrated snarl. “Are you sure this is really what you want?” He couldn’t understand. The Argents weren’t their friends. They were tentative allies at best especially after it was revealed what Victoria had done.

But if his Uncle had his heart set on it there wasn’t much he could do, short of trying the Alpha Voice on him. He knew that wouldn’t work either though, Peter would just laugh at him. He had a will of steel. “I can’t imagine why Allison would be upset.” Derek’s comment was snide but only because he didn’t want to seem weak and ready to do anything to keep his Uncle nearby and alive.

STILES: UR Still Alive! Good.  He often tended to mix up actual coherent responses with short text. It depended on what he was doing. I like Derek. But he won’t look twice at me. That wasn’t quite an answer. My dad doesn’t need 2 know. I was just curious. Argent is yr true love. Was wondering what the fuss was about. I mean, what 2 expect.

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Peter sighed. That could be a possibility, but he didn’t really care. “Yes, because we were on a date, that’s how it works. I see it working fine as of now. Well, not at the moment no, that’s a little fast.” Peter chuckled. “Of course he did.” Peter stared at Derek. “Yes, why wouldn’t it be what I want?”

“I’m so glad sarcasm is not lost on you dear nephew.” Peter smiled. He could still sense Derek’s unruly mood. Though it had lessened a little, probably because he knew there was going to be no arguing this.

Yes. Have you tried talking to Derek? Peter smiled, he knew how well talking to Derek would work for Stiles. Good boy. True love, you don’t say? Please don’t start asking Derek about knots, it’s embarrassing enough for me to keep you informed.

[derekforever]

“Because you don’t do anything unless something is in it for you!” Derek said with some exasperation. He just could not imagine his uncle being in love and dating. It was like putting peanut butter on spaghetti. It didn’t fit. “I have never seen you with someone. I’ve never seen you even look at anyone. For a while I thought you didn’t like sex or other people enough to make any effort.”

“But clearly-” Derek gestured his hand at Peter. “I was wrong because you’re drenched in it and there’s no reasoning with you. You’re right, I need you, damnit. I don’t want hunters deciding you’re an easy kill because you’re fucking an Argent.” As usual, Derek didn’t exactly have a way with words.

“Are you seriously texting Stiles  right now!?” Derek’s blood pressure rose slightly and his heart beat quickened.  “I’m trying to talk to you! Peter. I get that you went insane. I just. I don’t want to lose you again.” That last bit was real, and heartfelt. Derek had practically worshiped Peter before the fire.

He might be more annoyed at the fact that Peter was texting Stiles rather than Peter’s current situation.

STILES: Have U ever tried talking 2 Derek? It’s like talking 2 a brick wall. He has 2 expressions. Angry & Angrier. C’mon, give me some details.

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Peter tsked. Derek was right though. “Stiles made an offer once, I kindly told him no and that I would not go to jail regardless of how cute he is. And who says I’m not getting something out of this?” He grinned wickedly. “You have a point, most people are awful, but Chris Argent is different.”

Peter snorted. At least Derek knew when there was no use in fighting. “Did you just-?” He had heard that correctly, right? “I’m flattered you’re concerned but just because I’m sleeping with Chris does not mean I am an easy target. And neither is he. That won’t change, I can take care of myself and he can take care of himself.”

“Yes.” Peter glanced at him. “There’s no need to shout, I am listening to you.” His brow furrowed. “You won’t lose me.” He intended to stay alive for as long as he could, with a back up plan, just in case.

I’m talking to him right now. You’re right though. Stiles, stop asking. I will sick your father on you if I must.

[derekforever]

“He what?” Derek’s eyes glowed a dangerous red and it was sheer force of will that stopped him from pouncing on Peter. “You better not.” He clenched and unclenched his fists as he attempted to channel his rage. He was good at it, used to being Angry. Peter had taught him how to control it and that was a good thing because all that paid off. With extreme difficulty, Derek managed to draw the Alpha back and bury it. He would have to do something work off the rage later.

He swallowed and exhaled and shuddered. It had been a difficult morning and worse afternoon. “You actually are, that’s something.” With a sigh he rubbed his forehead. Peter used be the one he turned to. The only one who understood something of what he had gone through when he was a teenager. “You’re part of my pack, Peter.” He said gruffly, and added. “Whether you or I like it or not. I need you. For what it is worth, I have your back even if the kids still hate you. I’m-.” he exhaled again. “I’m glad you’re acting more like yourself. I never wanted to abandon you. We had no choice. We had to run.”

Derek looked like he might be calming down, at least, and that was a good thing. “And you’re right. I can’t do this without you. So-, whatever you need as long as you stay sane.”

STILES: Don’t be mean! You Are?!? Is he talking about me? No, don’t answer that. Is he still mad? Cause he does that cute thing with his eyebrows when he’s mad.

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Peter arched an eyebrow. “I won’t, I’m not stupid. And I told him I didn’t want to go to jail for dating a teenager. Why do you care so much? I thought you didn’t like him?” He watched Derek calm down, ready in case he didn’t. Sometimes the anger took over, Peter knew that too well. The vengeance kick was proof of that.

“Oh I’m well aware of where I stand in the pack.” Peter slumped into the couch. “Thank you. Well being more like myself…” That could be argued, he would probably never be how he was like before the fire. He shuddered. “I know. I’m glad you got away.” There was genuine emotion in his voice. “I don’t think that will be a hard task to manage.”

Yes. I’ve mentioned you. He actually got quite mad when I brought the fact that you offered yourself to me once. He’s calmer now and I wouldn’t know. I don’t think of my nephew as cute you know.

[derekforever]

“It’s not that.” Derek eyed the phone irritably. He strode over to the couch and slumped on the other side. “I screwed up twice really badly. I don’t have a great track record and he’s just a kid. I don’t really want to be that guy who waits around for someone to grow up. That’s just asking for trouble.”  His wolf really didn’t like that answer but Derek was a stubborn bastard. It was unfortunate, but that was the way of things.  “I’ll just end up hurting him too.” Everyone he’s ever loved has caused pain to him and his family so he didn’t trust himself anymore.

He offered his hand, to shake, kind of an olive branch. He knew it was dangerous to trust Peter for anything but he wanted badly to do so right now. He wanted to believe that Peter had come around. His uncle’s nature was eclectic and difficult to predict but the last thing he wanted was for them to be fighting. Over an Argent. He needed someone he could trust again. Someone he didn’t dislike. Someone who knew how to read people and manage wayward teenagers. That person certainly wasn’t Scott and could not be Stiles.

STILES: Why did U tell him that!!!! (Several minutes passed) Scott came back. He brought ice-cream. I have ways of finding out U know, U should just tell me! If Dad finds papers scattered on my desk maybe I’ll just tell him U gave me the websites. TTL!!! <Icon of lip smooch>

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Peter hummed. “He is.” He glanced out of the corner of his eye at Derek. “I know where you’re coming from, but if that was your reaction to my mere mention of Stiles offering himself to me, I think it’s not as simple as you’re making it.” He wasn’t going to comment on how he had a feeling Stiles probably wouldn’t mind some pain, since he was actively trying to date a werewolf, sort of.

Peter arched an eyebrow but shook Derek’s hand. “You know the last time we talked you weren’t so courteous.” Though he knew why Derek had reacted that way. Peter stretched. “Is this behind us now then?” They could still talk, but leave Chris out of it.

Because we were talking about you. You’re a brat. Enjoy your ice cream. Peter sighed, he supposed he could relent and let Stiles know, just at least so he’d stop asking. But then he added: With your mate. I’ll provide information later. He smirked.

[derekforever]

Derek took a few moments but he sighed and nodded. His shoulders slumped. “I know.” He sighed. “I could hear you, Peter. But It’s behind us, yes.”

He gave Peter a disgruntled look. “Half the time he acts like he can’t stand me. It’s bizarre and this is the only way I know how to deal with it. ” He looked off to the side of the loft. “Nothing is simple these days. Scott still fights us.” He leaned back and shoved his hands in his jacket pockets. “Somehow I thought it would be easier with power.”

“He really talks to you? What do you suggest I do about Scott… and about Stiles?” It was probably not smart to ask relationship advice from recently psychotic Werewolf who had never had a relationship in his life. But who else was he going to ask? Erica? Erica was one of his many problems.

There was only one person in the world who could give him advice right now.

STILES: What?! Scott just saw Lyd & Allison kissing, that’s why he vanished. I’m going 2 take him home. I hope U were kidding about the mate thing. Were U kidding? Y/N.

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Peter flinched but nodded, taking that as his cue to move on.“He’s a teenager, that’s what they do. You were that young once if you remember. I can’t tell you to change who you are, but if you want to keep Stiles around I think threatening bodily harm is not the way to go.” Peter chuckled. “Scott has his own set of morals, again, because he’s a teenager.” Peter shook his head. “I can always take it back if you want.” He flashed a grin of teeth.

“Stiles? He’s talking to me right now. Not that I asked, but he’s keeping me in the loop of their little drama matches.” He wasn’t going to admit the only other reason the sheriff’s kid talked to him was because of a truth spell. “If you push Scott he’ll just do whatever he wants anyway, you saw that in how he reacted with Jackson. And Stiles…well you could always fuck him and get it out of your system.”

Peter arched an eyebrow, well that was something he’d have to tell Chris about, and maybe Natalie. Maybe I was. Maybe I wasn’t. Consider that payback for the blackmail threat. Peter hoped this was the last he’d hear from Stiles for today.

[derekforever]

Derek  gave a low growl at the flash of teeth. “Just try it.” It wasn’t spoken as a challenge but more of a mostly friendly warning. Derek relaxed his face, frowned and but nodded. “I’ll take all that into consideration, but even if you’re right. Even if you’re right, Stiles doesn’t really know what he’s getting into if I make a move.” Which probably meant he was going to wallow when it came to Stiles and punch things, probably not in that order. Pity the three Betas he was training later.

“About Scott, I remember. We’re not his enemy and yet he keeps treating us as such. He’s one of us, he just hasn’t accepted it yet. I’m not sure how to get him to accept us. I invite him to training sessions but he keeps declining.”

Derek’s face did eventually soften with an honest to god smile. It was actually nice to be able to talk to another adult.   “You could help me train the pack. They need to get used to you, after all.”  Which would involve being around teenagers, of course. What he was offering, exactly, was a higher position in the pack but he didn’t really know about how to do that. It was also, kind of a bribe. He was not above bribing his Uncle to keep him around and stop him from running away somewhere with Chris Argent.

Stiles thankfully, didn’t respond.

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Peter chuckled. “Don’t worry, I won’t, not with the pack that you have.” Peter crossed his arms behind his head. “He kept asking about knots, so he has some idea, but not a good one. Subtly doesn’t work with teenagers, you need to tell him straight to his face what you want. That’ll get through to him.”

“He’ll keep treating me that way, so I don’t know how much help I can actually be. I think you should invite his friends as well. They’re like a little pack of their own. If he’d rather spend time with them, get them here and he’s bound to show up.”

Peter gazed up at the ceiling. “I could.” He put his phone back in his pocket. “Is this just to keep me close? Are you afraid Chris will have a influence over me?” He turned to gauge Derek’s reaction. “I won’t abandon the pack, or you. You’re family. I may lo-be in this relationship with Chris, but I’m sure he understands family comes first.”

[derekforever]

Derek coughed and actually turned a little red-faced. “He asked about knots? God, where does he find all of this? Of course Scott will, he still thinks you ruined his life.” Derek’s eyebrows knitted together at Peter’s words about Chris. If he caught that almost slip, he didn’t acknowledge it.  “I just want you to know you’re valued here too. We can’t have two packs in Beacon Hills.  Do you think Argent would be willing to come to a pack gathering if his daughter was invited? If we could learn to fight effectively we might actually be able to defend the town.” It was wishful thinking, he knew, but it was worth a shot. If anyone could talk Argent into an alliance, Peter could. “Could you ask him? If he was here, that might also get Scott.”

Derek was tired of all the bickering. They didn’t know what was really out there, not really. Not like he, Peter and Argent did. They had yet to see what true monsters were. They had so far only scratched the surface and Gerard Argent was not the top of the evil food chain. Neither was Peter. He hadn’t gone after people at random. He hadn’t killed for the sake of killing. There was always a purpose to his methods. Always a plan.

“If we can get Argent’s cooperation I think we stand a chance at stopping another pack from coming here and taking over. You’ve heard of the Alpha Pack, I take it?”

[derekforever]

Unbreakable: Chapter Four “Reasoning”

Derek did what he usually did to calm the fuck down. What he didn’t understand was why Peter would risk everything he had gained just to throw his luck in with the Argents? It didn’t make any sense. He knew what his uncle had done but he was just starting to get better. Just beginning to make sense again and act a little more like himself. Derek wasn’t fooled completely though, Peter was a wild card and one Derek could only handle because he was an Alpha. If he wasn’t, Peter could easily take Derek in a fight, Peter was the one who taught him how to fight, after all.

Chris Argent.

Derek shuddered. He was responsible for the death of Victoria Argent. Chris had loved her, it just did not make any sense. He flexed his hands. He was sitting currently, stretched out on the couch. Stiles had talked his ear off earlier swearing against his dead mother that it wasn’t Chris who was going to be hurt. He had a beer in hand, even though alcohol didn’t really do anything for him and an old but favorite book. Stiles had suggested it to calm him down. The boy knew him too well. It was uncomfortable and maddening at the same time. He could smell Peter as his uncle approached the building but he remained where he was.

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[centerofthehollowmoon]

It was already late afternoon as Peter rode up to the loft. He opened the door and could detect that Derek was trying to reign in his mood. Peter had figured as much, but that phone call probably had made things worse. He walked in like nothing was wrong, because it wasn’t. They could handle this like the adults they were.

“I don’t see what all the fuss is about. Everyone knows if it got out of hand or ended badly one of us would be dead, or both of us.” He walked over to Derek and stopped, looking at him. “And really it’s none of your business, just like it’s none of the little pack’s business either.” Despite Stiles cutting in again.

Peter still hadn’t answered his other texts. “Now, Chris and I are adults. We’ve known each other for a long time. What exactly is the problem?” He sat down on the farther end of the couch and turned to Derek.

[derekforever]

“You reek of him.” Derek complained, wrinkling his nose. “God what did you do, bathe in his … nevermind, ugh.” He gagged a bit. Exhaled and inhaled and tried to keep his temper. “You know what the problem is! And it is my business. I have enough to deal with.” The new pack members weren’t exactly easy, Derek hadn’t chosen very wisely. He needed Peter, he’d come to realize this a little bit too late. He needed to know how to deal with teenagers who weren’t exactly functional.  Peter had experience. He used to take care of the pack.

He had, essentially, bitten off more than he could chew when he took his uncle’s power. He was not good at being an Alpha and he knew it. Still, it was better than being a beta under his Uncle. “The last thing I need is having Hunters learn about you and Argent. Have you thought that far yet? Have you thought at all about anything other than your dick?”

STILES: Alli & Lydia R still busy. I don’t know why Scott is mad about Derek now 2.

STILES: Scott just said I like Derek better than him. Peter?!? R U There?

STILES: You are probably busy with Argent.

STILES: What’s it like to suck someone’s cock?

STILES: How big is Argent’s?

STILES: Do werewolves really have knots?

Eventually the pings stopped since it was obvious Peter was busy.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter rolled his eyes. He sighed. “You chose this pack, that’s not my fault.” If Derek couldn’t handle some teenagers, what made him think he could handle other Alphas? Or a rival pack? “Do you honestly think you can manage without me?”

Peter glared at Derek as a warning. “Barely anyone knows about us yet. We’re not going to brag about it. In fact, we talked about it. The only way right now that any hunter would know would be if Chris were to tell them. And I don’t think he’s going to do that. Allison could. But she’s just upset, not out to get me.” Or at least he hoped so.

He finally pulled out his phone. “Stiles,” he huffed. I don’t either. Scott can talk to Derek himself. Well, do you like Derek better? Peter shook his head. I’m not telling you that over text messages, your father would arrest me. Unless you’re seeking to proposition Chris, you don’t need to know that either. No. Why?

[derekforever]

“What if someone sees you and tells one of them?” Derek crossed his arms over his chest. “You were out in public together. How do you see this working? Are you going to live with them?” He exhaled and rubbed his forehead. “Stiles said something. Look-..” He gave a frustrated snarl. “Are you sure this is really what you want?” He couldn’t understand. The Argents weren’t their friends. They were tentative allies at best especially after it was revealed what Victoria had done.

But if his Uncle had his heart set on it there wasn’t much he could do, short of trying the Alpha Voice on him. He knew that wouldn’t work either though, Peter would just laugh at him. He had a will of steel. “I can’t imagine why Allison would be upset.” Derek’s comment was snide but only because he didn’t want to seem weak and ready to do anything to keep his Uncle nearby and alive.

STILES: UR Still Alive! Good.  He often tended to mix up actual coherent responses with short text. It depended on what he was doing. I like Derek. But he won’t look twice at me. That wasn’t quite an answer. My dad doesn’t need 2 know. I was just curious. Argent is yr true love. Was wondering what the fuss was about. I mean, what 2 expect.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter sighed. That could be a possibility, but he didn’t really care. “Yes, because we were on a date, that’s how it works. I see it working fine as of now. Well, not at the moment no, that’s a little fast.” Peter chuckled. “Of course he did.” Peter stared at Derek. “Yes, why wouldn’t it be what I want?”

“I’m so glad sarcasm is not lost on you dear nephew.” Peter smiled. He could still sense Derek’s unruly mood. Though it had lessened a little, probably because he knew there was going to be no arguing this.

Yes. Have you tried talking to Derek? Peter smiled, he knew how well talking to Derek would work for Stiles. Good boy. True love, you don’t say? Please don’t start asking Derek about knots, it’s embarrassing enough for me to keep you informed.

[derekforever]

“Because you don’t do anything unless something is in it for you!” Derek said with some exasperation. He just could not imagine his uncle being in love and dating. It was like putting peanut butter on spaghetti. It didn’t fit. “I have never seen you with someone. I’ve never seen you even look at anyone. For a while I thought you didn’t like sex or other people enough to make any effort.”

“But clearly-” Derek gestured his hand at Peter. “I was wrong because you’re drenched in it and there’s no reasoning with you. You’re right, I need you, damnit. I don’t want hunters deciding you’re an easy kill because you’re fucking an Argent.” As usual, Derek didn’t exactly have a way with words.

“Are you seriously texting Stiles  right now!?” Derek’s blood pressure rose slightly and his heart beat quickened.  “I’m trying to talk to you! Peter. I get that you went insane. I just. I don’t want to lose you again.” That last bit was real, and heartfelt. Derek had practically worshiped Peter before the fire.

He might be more annoyed at the fact that Peter was texting Stiles rather than Peter’s current situation.

STILES: Have U ever tried talking 2 Derek? It’s like talking 2 a brick wall. He has 2 expressions. Angry & Angrier. C’mon, give me some details.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter tsked. Derek was right though. “Stiles made an offer once, I kindly told him no and that I would not go to jail regardless of how cute he is. And who says I’m not getting something out of this?” He grinned wickedly. “You have a point, most people are awful, but Chris Argent is different.”

Peter snorted. At least Derek knew when there was no use in fighting. “Did you just-?” He had heard that correctly, right? “I’m flattered you’re concerned but just because I’m sleeping with Chris does not mean I am an easy target. And neither is he. That won’t change, I can take care of myself and he can take care of himself.”

“Yes.” Peter glanced at him. “There’s no need to shout, I am listening to you.” His brow furrowed. “You won’t lose me.” He intended to stay alive for as long as he could, with a back up plan, just in case.

I’m talking to him right now. You’re right though. Stiles, stop asking. I will sick your father on you if I must.

[derekforever]

“He what?” Derek’s eyes glowed a dangerous red and it was sheer force of will that stopped him from pouncing on Peter. “You better not.” He clenched and unclenched his fists as he attempted to channel his rage. He was good at it, used to being Angry. Peter had taught him how to control it and that was a good thing because all that paid off. With extreme difficulty, Derek managed to draw the Alpha back and bury it. He would have to do something work off the rage later.

He swallowed and exhaled and shuddered. It had been a difficult morning and worse afternoon. “You actually are, that’s something.” With a sigh he rubbed his forehead. Peter used be the one he turned to. The only one who understood something of what he had gone through when he was a teenager. “You’re part of my pack, Peter.” He said gruffly, and added. “Whether you or I like it or not. I need you. For what it is worth, I have your back even if the kids still hate you. I’m-.” he exhaled again. “I’m glad you’re acting more like yourself. I never wanted to abandon you. We had no choice. We had to run.”

Derek looked like he might be calming down, at least, and that was a good thing. “And you’re right. I can’t do this without you. So-, whatever you need as long as you stay sane.”

STILES: Don’t be mean! You Are?!? Is he talking about me? No, don’t answer that. Is he still mad? Cause he does that cute thing with his eyebrows when he’s mad.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter arched an eyebrow. “I won’t, I’m not stupid. And I told him I didn’t want to go to jail for dating a teenager. Why do you care so much? I thought you didn’t like him?” He watched Derek calm down, ready in case he didn’t. Sometimes the anger took over, Peter knew that too well. The vengeance kick was proof of that.

“Oh I’m well aware of where I stand in the pack.” Peter slumped into the couch. “Thank you. Well being more like myself…” That could be argued, he would probably never be how he was like before the fire. He shuddered. “I know. I’m glad you got away.” There was genuine emotion in his voice. “I don’t think that will be a hard task to manage.”

Yes. I’ve mentioned you. He actually got quite mad when I brought the fact that you offered yourself to me once. He’s calmer now and I wouldn’t know. I don’t think of my nephew as cute you know.

[derekforever]

“It’s not that.” Derek eyed the phone irritably. He strode over to the couch and slumped on the other side. “I screwed up twice really badly. I don’t have a great track record and he’s just a kid. I don’t really want to be that guy who waits around for someone to grow up. That’s just asking for trouble.”  His wolf really didn’t like that answer but Derek was a stubborn bastard. It was unfortunate, but that was the way of things.  “I’ll just end up hurting him too.” Everyone he’s ever loved has caused pain to him and his family so he didn’t trust himself anymore.

He offered his hand, to shake, kind of an olive branch. He knew it was dangerous to trust Peter for anything but he wanted badly to do so right now. He wanted to believe that Peter had come around. His uncle’s nature was eclectic and difficult to predict but the last thing he wanted was for them to be fighting. Over an Argent. He needed someone he could trust again. Someone he didn’t dislike. Someone who knew how to read people and manage wayward teenagers. That person certainly wasn’t Scott and could not be Stiles.

STILES: Why did U tell him that!!!! (Several minutes passed) Scott came back. He brought ice-cream. I have ways of finding out U know, U should just tell me! If Dad finds papers scattered on my desk maybe I’ll just tell him U gave me the websites. TTL!!! <Icon of lip smooch>

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter hummed. “He is.” He glanced out of the corner of his eye at Derek. “I know where you’re coming from, but if that was your reaction to my mere mention of Stiles offering himself to me, I think it’s not as simple as you’re making it.” He wasn’t going to comment on how he had a feeling Stiles probably wouldn’t mind some pain, since he was actively trying to date a werewolf, sort of.

Peter arched an eyebrow but shook Derek’s hand. “You know the last time we talked you weren’t so courteous.” Though he knew why Derek had reacted that way. Peter stretched. “Is this behind us now then?” They could still talk, but leave Chris out of it.

Because we were talking about you. You’re a brat. Enjoy your ice cream. Peter sighed, he supposed he could relent and let Stiles know, just at least so he’d stop asking. But then he added: With your mate. I’ll provide information later. He smirked.

[derekforever]

Derek took a few moments but he sighed and nodded. His shoulders slumped. “I know.” He sighed. “I could hear you, Peter. But It’s behind us, yes.”

He gave Peter a disgruntled look. “Half the time he acts like he can’t stand me. It’s bizarre and this is the only way I know how to deal with it. ” He looked off to the side of the loft. “Nothing is simple these days. Scott still fights us.” He leaned back and shoved his hands in his jacket pockets. “Somehow I thought it would be easier with power.”

“He really talks to you? What do you suggest I do about Scott… and about Stiles?” It was probably not smart to ask relationship advice from recently psychotic Werewolf who had never had a relationship in his life. But who else was he going to ask? Erica? Erica was one of his many problems.

There was only one person in the world who could give him advice right now.

STILES: What?! Scott just saw Lyd & Allison kissing, that’s why he vanished. I’m going 2 take him home. I hope U were kidding about the mate thing. Were U kidding? Y/N.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter flinched but nodded, taking that as his cue to move on.“He’s a teenager, that’s what they do. You were that young once if you remember. I can’t tell you to change who you are, but if you want to keep Stiles around I think threatening bodily harm is not the way to go.” Peter chuckled. “Scott has his own set of morals, again, because he’s a teenager.” Peter shook his head. “I can always take it back if you want.” He flashed a grin of teeth.

“Stiles? He’s talking to me right now. Not that I asked, but he’s keeping me in the loop of their little drama matches.” He wasn’t going to admit the only other reason the sheriff’s kid talked to him was because of a truth spell. “If you push Scott he’ll just do whatever he wants anyway, you saw that in how he reacted with Jackson. And Stiles…well you could always fuck him and get it out of your system.”

Peter arched an eyebrow, well that was something he’d have to tell Chris about, and maybe Natalie. Maybe I was. Maybe I wasn’t. Consider that payback for the blackmail threat. Peter hoped this was the last he’d hear from Stiles for today.

[derekforever]

Derek  gave a low growl at the flash of teeth. “Just try it.” It wasn’t spoken as a challenge but more of a mostly friendly warning. Derek relaxed his face, frowned and but nodded. “I’ll take all that into consideration, but even if you’re right. Even if you’re right, Stiles doesn’t really know what he’s getting into if I make a move.” Which probably meant he was going to wallow when it came to Stiles and punch things, probably not in that order. Pity the three Betas he was training later.

“About Scott, I remember. We’re not his enemy and yet he keeps treating us as such. He’s one of us, he just hasn’t accepted it yet. I’m not sure how to get him to accept us. I invite him to training sessions but he keeps declining.”

Derek’s face did eventually soften with an honest to god smile. It was actually nice to be able to talk to another adult.   “You could help me train the pack. They need to get used to you, after all.”  Which would involve being around teenagers, of course. What he was offering, exactly, was a higher position in the pack but he didn’t really know about how to do that. It was also, kind of a bribe. He was not above bribing his Uncle to keep him around and stop him from running away somewhere with Chris Argent.

Stiles thankfully, didn’t respond.

[derekforever]

Unbreakable: Chapter Four “Reasoning”

Derek did what he usually did to calm the fuck down. What he didn’t understand was why Peter would risk everything he had gained just to throw his luck in with the Argents? It didn’t make any sense. He knew what his uncle had done but he was just starting to get better. Just beginning to make sense again and act a little more like himself. Derek wasn’t fooled completely though, Peter was a wild card and one Derek could only handle because he was an Alpha. If he wasn’t, Peter could easily take Derek in a fight, Peter was the one who taught him how to fight, after all.

Chris Argent.

Derek shuddered. He was responsible for the death of Victoria Argent. Chris had loved her, it just did not make any sense. He flexed his hands. He was sitting currently, stretched out on the couch. Stiles had talked his ear off earlier swearing against his dead mother that it wasn’t Chris who was going to be hurt. He had a beer in hand, even though alcohol didn’t really do anything for him and an old but favorite book. Stiles had suggested it to calm him down. The boy knew him too well. It was uncomfortable and maddening at the same time. He could smell Peter as his uncle approached the building but he remained where he was.

@centerofthehollowmoon

[centerofthehollowmoon]

It was already late afternoon as Peter rode up to the loft. He opened the door and could detect that Derek was trying to reign in his mood. Peter had figured as much, but that phone call probably had made things worse. He walked in like nothing was wrong, because it wasn’t. They could handle this like the adults they were.

“I don’t see what all the fuss is about. Everyone knows if it got out of hand or ended badly one of us would be dead, or both of us.” He walked over to Derek and stopped, looking at him. “And really it’s none of your business, just like it’s none of the little pack’s business either.” Despite Stiles cutting in again.

Peter still hadn’t answered his other texts. “Now, Chris and I are adults. We’ve known each other for a long time. What exactly is the problem?” He sat down on the farther end of the couch and turned to Derek.

[derekforever]

“You reek of him.” Derek complained, wrinkling his nose. “God what did you do, bathe in his … nevermind, ugh.” He gagged a bit. Exhaled and inhaled and tried to keep his temper. “You know what the problem is! And it is my business. I have enough to deal with.” The new pack members weren’t exactly easy, Derek hadn’t chosen very wisely. He needed Peter, he’d come to realize this a little bit too late. He needed to know how to deal with teenagers who weren’t exactly functional.  Peter had experience. He used to take care of the pack.

He had, essentially, bitten off more than he could chew when he took his uncle’s power. He was not good at being an Alpha and he knew it. Still, it was better than being a beta under his Uncle. “The last thing I need is having Hunters learn about you and Argent. Have you thought that far yet? Have you thought at all about anything other than your dick?”

STILES: Alli & Lydia R still busy. I don’t know why Scott is mad about Derek now 2.

STILES: Scott just said I like Derek better than him. Peter?!? R U There?

STILES: You are probably busy with Argent.

STILES: What’s it like to suck someone’s cock?

STILES: How big is Argent’s?

STILES: Do werewolves really have knots?

Eventually the pings stopped since it was obvious Peter was busy.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter rolled his eyes. He sighed. “You chose this pack, that’s not my fault.” If Derek couldn’t handle some teenagers, what made him think he could handle other Alphas? Or a rival pack? “Do you honestly think you can manage without me?”

Peter glared at Derek as a warning. “Barely anyone knows about us yet. We’re not going to brag about it. In fact, we talked about it. The only way right now that any hunter would know would be if Chris were to tell them. And I don’t think he’s going to do that. Allison could. But she’s just upset, not out to get me.” Or at least he hoped so.

He finally pulled out his phone. “Stiles,” he huffed. I don’t either. Scott can talk to Derek himself. Well, do you like Derek better? Peter shook his head. I’m not telling you that over text messages, your father would arrest me. Unless you’re seeking to proposition Chris, you don’t need to know that either. No. Why?

[derekforever]

“What if someone sees you and tells one of them?” Derek crossed his arms over his chest. “You were out in public together. How do you see this working? Are you going to live with them?” He exhaled and rubbed his forehead. “Stiles said something. Look-..” He gave a frustrated snarl. “Are you sure this is really what you want?” He couldn’t understand. The Argents weren’t their friends. They were tentative allies at best especially after it was revealed what Victoria had done.

But if his Uncle had his heart set on it there wasn’t much he could do, short of trying the Alpha Voice on him. He knew that wouldn’t work either though, Peter would just laugh at him. He had a will of steel. “I can’t imagine why Allison would be upset.” Derek’s comment was snide but only because he didn’t want to seem weak and ready to do anything to keep his Uncle nearby and alive.

STILES: UR Still Alive! Good.  He often tended to mix up actual coherent responses with short text. It depended on what he was doing. I like Derek. But he won’t look twice at me. That wasn’t quite an answer. My dad doesn’t need 2 know. I was just curious. Argent is yr true love. Was wondering what the fuss was about. I mean, what 2 expect.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter sighed. That could be a possibility, but he didn’t really care. “Yes, because we were on a date, that’s how it works. I see it working fine as of now. Well, not at the moment no, that’s a little fast.” Peter chuckled. “Of course he did.” Peter stared at Derek. “Yes, why wouldn’t it be what I want?”

“I’m so glad sarcasm is not lost on you dear nephew.” Peter smiled. He could still sense Derek’s unruly mood. Though it had lessened a little, probably because he knew there was going to be no arguing this.

Yes. Have you tried talking to Derek? Peter smiled, he knew how well talking to Derek would work for Stiles. Good boy. True love, you don’t say? Please don’t start asking Derek about knots, it’s embarrassing enough for me to keep you informed.

[derekforever]

“Because you don’t do anything unless something is in it for you!” Derek said with some exasperation. He just could not imagine his uncle being in love and dating. It was like putting peanut butter on spaghetti. It didn’t fit. “I have never seen you with someone. I’ve never seen you even look at anyone. For a while I thought you didn’t like sex or other people enough to make any effort.”

“But clearly-” Derek gestured his hand at Peter. “I was wrong because you’re drenched in it and there’s no reasoning with you. You’re right, I need you, damnit. I don’t want hunters deciding you’re an easy kill because you’re fucking an Argent.” As usual, Derek didn’t exactly have a way with words.

“Are you seriously texting Stiles  right now!?” Derek’s blood pressure rose slightly and his heart beat quickened.  “I’m trying to talk to you! Peter. I get that you went insane. I just. I don’t want to lose you again.” That last bit was real, and heartfelt. Derek had practically worshiped Peter before the fire.

He might be more annoyed at the fact that Peter was texting Stiles rather than Peter’s current situation.

STILES: Have U ever tried talking 2 Derek? It’s like talking 2 a brick wall. He has 2 expressions. Angry & Angrier. C’mon, give me some details.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter tsked. Derek was right though. “Stiles made an offer once, I kindly told him no and that I would not go to jail regardless of how cute he is. And who says I’m not getting something out of this?” He grinned wickedly. “You have a point, most people are awful, but Chris Argent is different.”

Peter snorted. At least Derek knew when there was no use in fighting. “Did you just-?” He had heard that correctly, right? “I’m flattered you’re concerned but just because I’m sleeping with Chris does not mean I am an easy target. And neither is he. That won’t change, I can take care of myself and he can take care of himself.”

“Yes.” Peter glanced at him. “There’s no need to shout, I am listening to you.” His brow furrowed. “You won’t lose me.” He intended to stay alive for as long as he could, with a back up plan, just in case.

I’m talking to him right now. You’re right though. Stiles, stop asking. I will sick your father on you if I must.

[derekforever]

“He what?” Derek’s eyes glowed a dangerous red and it was sheer force of will that stopped him from pouncing on Peter. “You better not.” He clenched and unclenched his fists as he attempted to channel his rage. He was good at it, used to being Angry. Peter had taught him how to control it and that was a good thing because all that paid off. With extreme difficulty, Derek managed to draw the Alpha back and bury it. He would have to do something work off the rage later.

He swallowed and exhaled and shuddered. It had been a difficult morning and worse afternoon. “You actually are, that’s something.” With a sigh he rubbed his forehead. Peter used be the one he turned to. The only one who understood something of what he had gone through when he was a teenager. “You’re part of my pack, Peter.” He said gruffly, and added. “Whether you or I like it or not. I need you. For what it is worth, I have your back even if the kids still hate you. I’m-.” he exhaled again. “I’m glad you’re acting more like yourself. I never wanted to abandon you. We had no choice. We had to run.”

Derek looked like he might be calming down, at least, and that was a good thing. “And you’re right. I can’t do this without you. So-, whatever you need as long as you stay sane.”

STILES: Don’t be mean! You Are?!? Is he talking about me? No, don’t answer that. Is he still mad? Cause he does that cute thing with his eyebrows when he’s mad.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter arched an eyebrow. “I won’t, I’m not stupid. And I told him I didn’t want to go to jail for dating a teenager. Why do you care so much? I thought you didn’t like him?” He watched Derek calm down, ready in case he didn’t. Sometimes the anger took over, Peter knew that too well. The vengeance kick was proof of that.

“Oh I’m well aware of where I stand in the pack.” Peter slumped into the couch. “Thank you. Well being more like myself…” That could be argued, he would probably never be how he was like before the fire. He shuddered. “I know. I’m glad you got away.” There was genuine emotion in his voice. “I don’t think that will be a hard task to manage.”

Yes. I’ve mentioned you. He actually got quite mad when I brought the fact that you offered yourself to me once. He’s calmer now and I wouldn’t know. I don’t think of my nephew as cute you know.

[derekforever]

“It’s not that.” Derek eyed the phone irritably. He strode over to the couch and slumped on the other side. “I screwed up twice really badly. I don’t have a great track record and he’s just a kid. I don’t really want to be that guy who waits around for someone to grow up. That’s just asking for trouble.”  His wolf really didn’t like that answer but Derek was a stubborn bastard. It was unfortunate, but that was the way of things.  “I’ll just end up hurting him too.” Everyone he’s ever loved has caused pain to him and his family so he didn’t trust himself anymore.

He offered his hand, to shake, kind of an olive branch. He knew it was dangerous to trust Peter for anything but he wanted badly to do so right now. He wanted to believe that Peter had come around. His uncle’s nature was eclectic and difficult to predict but the last thing he wanted was for them to be fighting. Over an Argent. He needed someone he could trust again. Someone he didn’t dislike. Someone who knew how to read people and manage wayward teenagers. That person certainly wasn’t Scott and could not be Stiles.

STILES: Why did U tell him that!!!! (Several minutes passed) Scott came back. He brought ice-cream. I have ways of finding out U know, U should just tell me! If Dad finds papers scattered on my desk maybe I’ll just tell him U gave me the websites. TTL!!! <Icon of lip smooch>

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter hummed. “He is.” He glanced out of the corner of his eye at Derek. “I know where you’re coming from, but if that was your reaction to my mere mention of Stiles offering himself to me, I think it’s not as simple as you’re making it.” He wasn’t going to comment on how he had a feeling Stiles probably wouldn’t mind some pain, since he was actively trying to date a werewolf, sort of.

Peter arched an eyebrow but shook Derek’s hand. “You know the last time we talked you weren’t so courteous.” Though he knew why Derek had reacted that way. Peter stretched. “Is this behind us now then?” They could still talk, but leave Chris out of it.

Because we were talking about you. You’re a brat. Enjoy your ice cream. Peter sighed, he supposed he could relent and let Stiles know, just at least so he’d stop asking. But then he added: With your mate. I’ll provide information later. He smirked.

[derekforever]

Derek took a few moments but he sighed and nodded. His shoulders slumped. “I know.” He sighed. “I could hear you, Peter. But It’s behind us, yes.”

He gave Peter a disgruntled look. “Half the time he acts like he can’t stand me. It’s bizarre and this is the only way I know how to deal with it. ” He looked off to the side of the loft. “Nothing is simple these days. Scott still fights us.” He leaned back and shoved his hands in his jacket pockets. “Somehow I thought it would be easier with power.”

“He really talks to you? What do you suggest I do about Scott... and about Stiles?” It was probably not smart to ask relationship advice from recently psychotic Werewolf who had never had a relationship in his life. But who else was he going to ask? Erica? Erica was one of his many problems.

There was only one person in the world who could give him advice right now.

STILES: What?! Scott just saw Lyd & Allison kissing, that’s why he vanished. I’m going 2 take him home. I hope U were kidding about the mate thing. Were U kidding? Y/N.

[derekforever]

Unbreakable: Chapter Four “Reasoning”

Derek did what he usually did to calm the fuck down. What he didn’t understand was why Peter would risk everything he had gained just to throw his luck in with the Argents? It didn’t make any sense. He knew what his uncle had done but he was just starting to get better. Just beginning to make sense again and act a little more like himself. Derek wasn’t fooled completely though, Peter was a wild card and one Derek could only handle because he was an Alpha. If he wasn’t, Peter could easily take Derek in a fight, Peter was the one who taught him how to fight, after all.

Chris Argent.

Derek shuddered. He was responsible for the death of Victoria Argent. Chris had loved her, it just did not make any sense. He flexed his hands. He was sitting currently, stretched out on the couch. Stiles had talked his ear off earlier swearing against his dead mother that it wasn’t Chris who was going to be hurt. He had a beer in hand, even though alcohol didn’t really do anything for him and an old but favorite book. Stiles had suggested it to calm him down. The boy knew him too well. It was uncomfortable and maddening at the same time. He could smell Peter as his uncle approached the building but he remained where he was.

@centerofthehollowmoon

[centerofthehollowmoon]

It was already late afternoon as Peter rode up to the loft. He opened the door and could detect that Derek was trying to reign in his mood. Peter had figured as much, but that phone call probably had made things worse. He walked in like nothing was wrong, because it wasn’t. They could handle this like the adults they were.

“I don’t see what all the fuss is about. Everyone knows if it got out of hand or ended badly one of us would be dead, or both of us.” He walked over to Derek and stopped, looking at him. “And really it’s none of your business, just like it’s none of the little pack’s business either.” Despite Stiles cutting in again.

Peter still hadn’t answered his other texts. “Now, Chris and I are adults. We’ve known each other for a long time. What exactly is the problem?” He sat down on the farther end of the couch and turned to Derek.

[derekforever]

“You reek of him.” Derek complained, wrinkling his nose. “God what did you do, bathe in his … nevermind, ugh.” He gagged a bit. Exhaled and inhaled and tried to keep his temper. “You know what the problem is! And it is my business. I have enough to deal with.” The new pack members weren’t exactly easy, Derek hadn’t chosen very wisely. He needed Peter, he’d come to realize this a little bit too late. He needed to know how to deal with teenagers who weren’t exactly functional.  Peter had experience. He used to take care of the pack.

He had, essentially, bitten off more than he could chew when he took his uncle’s power. He was not good at being an Alpha and he knew it. Still, it was better than being a beta under his Uncle. “The last thing I need is having Hunters learn about you and Argent. Have you thought that far yet? Have you thought at all about anything other than your dick?”

STILES: Alli & Lydia R still busy. I don’t know why Scott is mad about Derek now 2.

STILES: Scott just said I like Derek better than him. Peter?!? R U There?

STILES: You are probably busy with Argent.

STILES: What’s it like to suck someone’s cock?

STILES: How big is Argent’s?

STILES: Do werewolves really have knots?

Eventually the pings stopped since it was obvious Peter was busy.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter rolled his eyes. He sighed. “You chose this pack, that’s not my fault.” If Derek couldn’t handle some teenagers, what made him think he could handle other Alphas? Or a rival pack? “Do you honestly think you can manage without me?”

Peter glared at Derek as a warning. “Barely anyone knows about us yet. We’re not going to brag about it. In fact, we talked about it. The only way right now that any hunter would know would be if Chris were to tell them. And I don’t think he’s going to do that. Allison could. But she’s just upset, not out to get me.” Or at least he hoped so.

He finally pulled out his phone. “Stiles,” he huffed. I don’t either. Scott can talk to Derek himself. Well, do you like Derek better? Peter shook his head. I’m not telling you that over text messages, your father would arrest me. Unless you’re seeking to proposition Chris, you don’t need to know that either. No. Why?

[derekforever]

“What if someone sees you and tells one of them?” Derek crossed his arms over his chest. “You were out in public together. How do you see this working? Are you going to live with them?” He exhaled and rubbed his forehead. “Stiles said something. Look-..” He gave a frustrated snarl. “Are you sure this is really what you want?” He couldn’t understand. The Argents weren’t their friends. They were tentative allies at best especially after it was revealed what Victoria had done.

But if his Uncle had his heart set on it there wasn’t much he could do, short of trying the Alpha Voice on him. He knew that wouldn’t work either though, Peter would just laugh at him. He had a will of steel. “I can’t imagine why Allison would be upset.” Derek’s comment was snide but only because he didn’t want to seem weak and ready to do anything to keep his Uncle nearby and alive.

STILES: UR Still Alive! Good.  He often tended to mix up actual coherent responses with short text. It depended on what he was doing. I like Derek. But he won’t look twice at me. That wasn’t quite an answer. My dad doesn’t need 2 know. I was just curious. Argent is yr true love. Was wondering what the fuss was about. I mean, what 2 expect.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter sighed. That could be a possibility, but he didn’t really care. “Yes, because we were on a date, that’s how it works. I see it working fine as of now. Well, not at the moment no, that’s a little fast.” Peter chuckled. “Of course he did.” Peter stared at Derek. “Yes, why wouldn’t it be what I want?”

“I’m so glad sarcasm is not lost on you dear nephew.” Peter smiled. He could still sense Derek’s unruly mood. Though it had lessened a little, probably because he knew there was going to be no arguing this.

Yes. Have you tried talking to Derek? Peter smiled, he knew how well talking to Derek would work for Stiles. Good boy. True love, you don’t say? Please don’t start asking Derek about knots, it’s embarrassing enough for me to keep you informed.

[derekforever]

“Because you don’t do anything unless something is in it for you!” Derek said with some exasperation. He just could not imagine his uncle being in love and dating. It was like putting peanut butter on spaghetti. It didn’t fit. “I have never seen you with someone. I’ve never seen you even look at anyone. For a while I thought you didn’t like sex or other people enough to make any effort.”

“But clearly-” Derek gestured his hand at Peter. “I was wrong because you’re drenched in it and there’s no reasoning with you. You’re right, I need you, damnit. I don’t want hunters deciding you’re an easy kill because you’re fucking an Argent.” As usual, Derek didn’t exactly have a way with words.

“Are you seriously texting Stiles  right now!?” Derek’s blood pressure rose slightly and his heart beat quickened.  “I’m trying to talk to you! Peter. I get that you went insane. I just. I don’t want to lose you again.” That last bit was real, and heartfelt. Derek had practically worshiped Peter before the fire.

He might be more annoyed at the fact that Peter was texting Stiles rather than Peter’s current situation.

STILES: Have U ever tried talking 2 Derek? It’s like talking 2 a brick wall. He has 2 expressions. Angry & Angrier. C’mon, give me some details.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter tsked. Derek was right though. “Stiles made an offer once, I kindly told him no and that I would not go to jail regardless of how cute he is. And who says I’m not getting something out of this?” He grinned wickedly. “You have a point, most people are awful, but Chris Argent is different.”

Peter snorted. At least Derek knew when there was no use in fighting. “Did you just-?” He had heard that correctly, right? “I’m flattered you’re concerned but just because I’m sleeping with Chris does not mean I am an easy target. And neither is he. That won’t change, I can take care of myself and he can take care of himself.”

“Yes.” Peter glanced at him. “There’s no need to shout, I am listening to you.” His brow furrowed. “You won’t lose me.” He intended to stay alive for as long as he could, with a back up plan, just in case.

I’m talking to him right now. You’re right though. Stiles, stop asking. I will sick your father on you if I must.

[derekforever]

“He what?” Derek’s eyes glowed a dangerous red and it was sheer force of will that stopped him from pouncing on Peter. “You better not.” He clenched and unclenched his fists as he attempted to channel his rage. He was good at it, used to being Angry. Peter had taught him how to control it and that was a good thing because all that paid off. With extreme difficulty, Derek managed to draw the Alpha back and bury it. He would have to do something work off the rage later.

He swallowed and exhaled and shuddered. It had been a difficult morning and worse afternoon. “You actually are, that’s something.” With a sigh he rubbed his forehead. Peter used be the one he turned to. The only one who understood something of what he had gone through when he was a teenager. “You’re part of my pack, Peter.” He said gruffly, and added. “Whether you or I like it or not. I need you. For what it is worth, I have your back even if the kids still hate you. I’m-.” he exhaled again. “I’m glad you’re acting more like yourself. I never wanted to abandon you. We had no choice. We had to run.”

Derek looked like he might be calming down, at least, and that was a good thing. “And you’re right. I can’t do this without you. So-, whatever you need as long as you stay sane.”

STILES: Don’t be mean! You Are?!? Is he talking about me? No, don’t answer that. Is he still mad? Cause he does that cute thing with his eyebrows when he’s mad.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter arched an eyebrow. “I won’t, I’m not stupid. And I told him I didn’t want to go to jail for dating a teenager. Why do you care so much? I thought you didn’t like him?” He watched Derek calm down, ready in case he didn’t. Sometimes the anger took over, Peter knew that too well. The vengeance kick was proof of that.

“Oh I’m well aware of where I stand in the pack.” Peter slumped into the couch. “Thank you. Well being more like myself…” That could be argued, he would probably never be how he was like before the fire. He shuddered. “I know. I’m glad you got away.” There was genuine emotion in his voice. “I don’t think that will be a hard task to manage.”

Yes. I’ve mentioned you. He actually got quite mad when I brought the fact that you offered yourself to me once. He’s calmer now and I wouldn’t know. I don’t think of my nephew as cute you know.

[derekforever]

“It’s not that.” Derek eyed the phone irritably. He strode over to the couch and slumped on the other side. “I screwed up twice really badly. I don’t have a great track record and he’s just a kid. I don’t really want to be that guy who waits around for someone to grow up. That’s just asking for trouble.”  His wolf really didn’t like that answer but Derek was a stubborn bastard. It was unfortunate, but that was the way of things.  “I’ll just end up hurting him too.” Everyone he’s ever loved has caused pain to him and his family so he didn’t trust himself anymore.

He offered his hand, to shake, kind of an olive branch. He knew it was dangerous to trust Peter for anything but he wanted badly to do so right now. He wanted to believe that Peter had come around. His uncle’s nature was eclectic and difficult to predict but the last thing he wanted was for them to be fighting. Over an Argent. He needed someone he could trust again. Someone he didn’t dislike. Someone who knew how to read people and manage wayward teenagers. That person certainly wasn’t Scott and could not be Stiles.

STILES: Why did U tell him that!!!! (Several minutes passed) Scott came back. He brought ice-cream. I have ways of finding out U know, U should just tell me! If Dad finds papers scattered on my desk maybe I’ll just tell him U gave me the websites. TTL!!! <Icon of lip smooch>

[derekforever]

Unbreakable: Chapter Four “Reasoning”

Derek did what he usually did to calm the fuck down. What he didn’t understand was why Peter would risk everything he had gained just to throw his luck in with the Argents? It didn’t make any sense. He knew what his uncle had done but he was just starting to get better. Just beginning to make sense again and act a little more like himself. Derek wasn’t fooled completely though, Peter was a wild card and one Derek could only handle because he was an Alpha. If he wasn’t, Peter could easily take Derek in a fight, Peter was the one who taught him how to fight, after all.

Chris Argent.

Derek shuddered. He was responsible for the death of Victoria Argent. Chris had loved her, it just did not make any sense. He flexed his hands. He was sitting currently, stretched out on the couch. Stiles had talked his ear off earlier swearing against his dead mother that it wasn’t Chris who was going to be hurt. He had a beer in hand, even though alcohol didn’t really do anything for him and an old but favorite book. Stiles had suggested it to calm him down. The boy knew him too well. It was uncomfortable and maddening at the same time. He could smell Peter as his uncle approached the building but he remained where he was.

@centerofthehollowmoon

[centerofthehollowmoon]

It was already late afternoon as Peter rode up to the loft. He opened the door and could detect that Derek was trying to reign in his mood. Peter had figured as much, but that phone call probably had made things worse. He walked in like nothing was wrong, because it wasn’t. They could handle this like the adults they were.

“I don’t see what all the fuss is about. Everyone knows if it got out of hand or ended badly one of us would be dead, or both of us.” He walked over to Derek and stopped, looking at him. “And really it’s none of your business, just like it’s none of the little pack’s business either.” Despite Stiles cutting in again.

Peter still hadn’t answered his other texts. “Now, Chris and I are adults. We’ve known each other for a long time. What exactly is the problem?” He sat down on the farther end of the couch and turned to Derek.

[derekforever]

“You reek of him.” Derek complained, wrinkling his nose. “God what did you do, bathe in his … nevermind, ugh.” He gagged a bit. Exhaled and inhaled and tried to keep his temper. “You know what the problem is! And it is my business. I have enough to deal with.” The new pack members weren’t exactly easy, Derek hadn’t chosen very wisely. He needed Peter, he’d come to realize this a little bit too late. He needed to know how to deal with teenagers who weren’t exactly functional.  Peter had experience. He used to take care of the pack.

He had, essentially, bitten off more than he could chew when he took his uncle’s power. He was not good at being an Alpha and he knew it. Still, it was better than being a beta under his Uncle. “The last thing I need is having Hunters learn about you and Argent. Have you thought that far yet? Have you thought at all about anything other than your dick?”

STILES: Alli & Lydia R still busy. I don’t know why Scott is mad about Derek now 2.

STILES: Scott just said I like Derek better than him. Peter?!? R U There?

STILES: You are probably busy with Argent.

STILES: What’s it like to suck someone’s cock?

STILES: How big is Argent’s?

STILES: Do werewolves really have knots?

Eventually the pings stopped since it was obvious Peter was busy.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter rolled his eyes. He sighed. “You chose this pack, that’s not my fault.” If Derek couldn’t handle some teenagers, what made him think he could handle other Alphas? Or a rival pack? “Do you honestly think you can manage without me?”

Peter glared at Derek as a warning. “Barely anyone knows about us yet. We’re not going to brag about it. In fact, we talked about it. The only way right now that any hunter would know would be if Chris were to tell them. And I don’t think he’s going to do that. Allison could. But she’s just upset, not out to get me.” Or at least he hoped so.

He finally pulled out his phone. “Stiles,” he huffed. I don’t either. Scott can talk to Derek himself. Well, do you like Derek better? Peter shook his head. I’m not telling you that over text messages, your father would arrest me. Unless you’re seeking to proposition Chris, you don’t need to know that either. No. Why?

[derekforever]

“What if someone sees you and tells one of them?” Derek crossed his arms over his chest. “You were out in public together. How do you see this working? Are you going to live with them?” He exhaled and rubbed his forehead. “Stiles said something. Look-..” He gave a frustrated snarl. “Are you sure this is really what you want?” He couldn’t understand. The Argents weren’t their friends. They were tentative allies at best especially after it was revealed what Victoria had done.

But if his Uncle had his heart set on it there wasn’t much he could do, short of trying the Alpha Voice on him. He knew that wouldn’t work either though, Peter would just laugh at him. He had a will of steel. “I can’t imagine why Allison would be upset.” Derek’s comment was snide but only because he didn’t want to seem weak and ready to do anything to keep his Uncle nearby and alive.

STILES: UR Still Alive! Good.  He often tended to mix up actual coherent responses with short text. It depended on what he was doing. I like Derek. But he won’t look twice at me. That wasn’t quite an answer. My dad doesn’t need 2 know. I was just curious. Argent is yr true love. Was wondering what the fuss was about. I mean, what 2 expect.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter sighed. That could be a possibility, but he didn’t really care. “Yes, because we were on a date, that’s how it works. I see it working fine as of now. Well, not at the moment no, that’s a little fast.” Peter chuckled. “Of course he did.” Peter stared at Derek. “Yes, why wouldn’t it be what I want?”

“I’m so glad sarcasm is not lost on you dear nephew.” Peter smiled. He could still sense Derek’s unruly mood. Though it had lessened a little, probably because he knew there was going to be no arguing this.

Yes. Have you tried talking to Derek? Peter smiled, he knew how well talking to Derek would work for Stiles. Good boy. True love, you don’t say? Please don’t start asking Derek about knots, it’s embarrassing enough for me to keep you informed.

[derekforever]

“Because you don’t do anything unless something is in it for you!” Derek said with some exasperation. He just could not imagine his uncle being in love and dating. It was like putting peanut butter on spaghetti. It didn’t fit. “I have never seen you with someone. I’ve never seen you even look at anyone. For a while I thought you didn’t like sex or other people enough to make any effort.”

“But clearly-” Derek gestured his hand at Peter. “I was wrong because you’re drenched in it and there’s no reasoning with you. You’re right, I need you, damnit. I don’t want hunters deciding you’re an easy kill because you’re fucking an Argent.” As usual, Derek didn’t exactly have a way with words.

“Are you seriously texting Stiles  right now!?” Derek’s blood pressure rose slightly and his heart beat quickened.  “I’m trying to talk to you! Peter. I get that you went insane. I just. I don’t want to lose you again.” That last bit was real, and heartfelt. Derek had practically worshiped Peter before the fire.

He might be more annoyed at the fact that Peter was texting Stiles rather than Peter’s current situation.

STILES: Have U ever tried talking 2 Derek? It’s like talking 2 a brick wall. He has 2 expressions. Angry & Angrier. C’mon, give me some details.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter tsked. Derek was right though. “Stiles made an offer once, I kindly told him no and that I would not go to jail regardless of how cute he is. And who says I’m not getting something out of this?” He grinned wickedly. “You have a point, most people are awful, but Chris Argent is different.”

Peter snorted. At least Derek knew when there was no use in fighting. “Did you just-?” He had heard that correctly, right? “I’m flattered you’re concerned but just because I’m sleeping with Chris does not mean I am an easy target. And neither is he. That won’t change, I can take care of myself and he can take care of himself.”

“Yes.” Peter glanced at him. “There’s no need to shout, I am listening to you.” His brow furrowed. “You won’t lose me.” He intended to stay alive for as long as he could, with a back up plan, just in case.

I’m talking to him right now. You’re right though. Stiles, stop asking. I will sick your father on you if I must.

[derekforever]

“He what?” Derek’s eyes glowed a dangerous red and it was sheer force of will that stopped him from pouncing on Peter. “You better not.” He clenched and unclenched his fists as he attempted to channel his rage. He was good at it, used to being Angry. Peter had taught him how to control it and that was a good thing because all that paid off. With extreme difficulty, Derek managed to draw the Alpha back and bury it. He would have to do something work off the rage later.

He swallowed and exhaled and shuddered. It had been a difficult morning and worse afternoon. “You actually are, that’s something.” With a sigh he rubbed his forehead. Peter used be the one he turned to. The only one who understood something of what he had gone through when he was a teenager. “You’re part of my pack, Peter.” He said gruffly, and added. “Whether you or I like it or not. I need you. For what it is worth, I have your back even if the kids still hate you. I’m-.” he exhaled again. “I’m glad you’re acting more like yourself. I never wanted to abandon you. We had no choice. We had to run.”

Derek looked like he might be calming down, at least, and that was a good thing. “And you’re right. I can’t do this without you. So-, whatever you need as long as you stay sane.”

STILES: Don’t be mean! You Are?!? Is he talking about me? No, don’t answer that. Is he still mad? Cause he does that cute thing with his eyebrows when he’s mad.

[derekforever]

Unbreakable: Chapter Four “Reasoning”

Derek did what he usually did to calm the fuck down. What he didn’t understand was why Peter would risk everything he had gained just to throw his luck in with the Argents? It didn’t make any sense. He knew what his uncle had done but he was just starting to get better. Just beginning to make sense again and act a little more like himself. Derek wasn’t fooled completely though, Peter was a wild card and one Derek could only handle because he was an Alpha. If he wasn’t, Peter could easily take Derek in a fight, Peter was the one who taught him how to fight, after all.

Chris Argent.

Derek shuddered. He was responsible for the death of Victoria Argent. Chris had loved her, it just did not make any sense. He flexed his hands. He was sitting currently, stretched out on the couch. Stiles had talked his ear off earlier swearing against his dead mother that it wasn’t Chris who was going to be hurt. He had a beer in hand, even though alcohol didn’t really do anything for him and an old but favorite book. Stiles had suggested it to calm him down. The boy knew him too well. It was uncomfortable and maddening at the same time. He could smell Peter as his uncle approached the building but he remained where he was.

@centerofthehollowmoon

[centerofthehollowmoon]

It was already late afternoon as Peter rode up to the loft. He opened the door and could detect that Derek was trying to reign in his mood. Peter had figured as much, but that phone call probably had made things worse. He walked in like nothing was wrong, because it wasn’t. They could handle this like the adults they were.

“I don’t see what all the fuss is about. Everyone knows if it got out of hand or ended badly one of us would be dead, or both of us.” He walked over to Derek and stopped, looking at him. “And really it’s none of your business, just like it’s none of the little pack’s business either.” Despite Stiles cutting in again.

Peter still hadn’t answered his other texts. “Now, Chris and I are adults. We’ve known each other for a long time. What exactly is the problem?” He sat down on the farther end of the couch and turned to Derek.

[derekforever]

“You reek of him.” Derek complained, wrinkling his nose. “God what did you do, bathe in his … nevermind, ugh.” He gagged a bit. Exhaled and inhaled and tried to keep his temper. “You know what the problem is! And it is my business. I have enough to deal with.” The new pack members weren’t exactly easy, Derek hadn’t chosen very wisely. He needed Peter, he’d come to realize this a little bit too late. He needed to know how to deal with teenagers who weren’t exactly functional.  Peter had experience. He used to take care of the pack.

He had, essentially, bitten off more than he could chew when he took his uncle’s power. He was not good at being an Alpha and he knew it. Still, it was better than being a beta under his Uncle. “The last thing I need is having Hunters learn about you and Argent. Have you thought that far yet? Have you thought at all about anything other than your dick?”

STILES: Alli & Lydia R still busy. I don’t know why Scott is mad about Derek now 2.

STILES: Scott just said I like Derek better than him. Peter?!? R U There?

STILES: You are probably busy with Argent.

STILES: What’s it like to suck someone’s cock?

STILES: How big is Argent’s?

STILES: Do werewolves really have knots?

Eventually the pings stopped since it was obvious Peter was busy.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter rolled his eyes. He sighed. “You chose this pack, that’s not my fault.” If Derek couldn’t handle some teenagers, what made him think he could handle other Alphas? Or a rival pack? “Do you honestly think you can manage without me?”

Peter glared at Derek as a warning. “Barely anyone knows about us yet. We’re not going to brag about it. In fact, we talked about it. The only way right now that any hunter would know would be if Chris were to tell them. And I don’t think he’s going to do that. Allison could. But she’s just upset, not out to get me.” Or at least he hoped so.

He finally pulled out his phone. “Stiles,” he huffed. I don’t either. Scott can talk to Derek himself. Well, do you like Derek better? Peter shook his head. I’m not telling you that over text messages, your father would arrest me. Unless you’re seeking to proposition Chris, you don’t need to know that either. No. Why?

[derekforever]

“What if someone sees you and tells one of them?” Derek crossed his arms over his chest. “You were out in public together. How do you see this working? Are you going to live with them?” He exhaled and rubbed his forehead. “Stiles said something. Look-..” He gave a frustrated snarl. “Are you sure this is really what you want?” He couldn’t understand. The Argents weren’t their friends. They were tentative allies at best especially after it was revealed what Victoria had done.

But if his Uncle had his heart set on it there wasn’t much he could do, short of trying the Alpha Voice on him. He knew that wouldn’t work either though, Peter would just laugh at him. He had a will of steel. “I can’t imagine why Allison would be upset.” Derek’s comment was snide but only because he didn’t want to seem weak and ready to do anything to keep his Uncle nearby and alive.

STILES: UR Still Alive! Good.  He often tended to mix up actual coherent responses with short text. It depended on what he was doing. I like Derek. But he won’t look twice at me. That wasn’t quite an answer. My dad doesn’t need 2 know. I was just curious. Argent is yr true love. Was wondering what the fuss was about. I mean, what 2 expect.

[centerofthehollowmoon]

Peter sighed. That could be a possibility, but he didn’t really care. “Yes, because we were on a date, that’s how it works. I see it working fine as of now. Well, not at the moment no, that’s a little fast.” Peter chuckled. “Of course he did.” Peter stared at Derek. “Yes, why wouldn’t it be what I want?”

“I’m so glad sarcasm is not lost on you dear nephew.” Peter smiled. He could still sense Derek’s unruly mood. Though it had lessened a little, probably because he knew there was going to be no arguing this.

Yes. Have you tried talking to Derek? Peter smiled, he knew how well talking to Derek would work for Stiles. Good boy. True love, you don’t say? Please don’t start asking Derek about knots, it’s embarrassing enough for me to keep you informed.

[derekforever]

“Because you don’t do anything unless something is in it for you!” Derek said with some exasperation. He just could not imagine his uncle being in love and dating. It was like putting peanut butter on spaghetti. It didn’t fit. “I have never seen you with someone. I’ve never seen you even look at anyone. For a while I thought you didn’t like sex or other people enough to make any effort.”

“But clearly-” Derek gestured his hand at Peter. “I was wrong because you’re drenched in it and there’s no reasoning with you. You’re right, I need you, damnit. I don’t want hunters deciding you’re an easy kill because you’re fucking an Argent.” As usual, Derek didn’t exactly have a way with words.

“Are you seriously texting Stiles  right now!?” Derek’s blood pressure rose slightly and his heart beat quickened.  “I’m trying to talk to you! Peter. I get that you went insane. I just. I don’t want to lose you again.” That last bit was real, and heartfelt. Derek had practically worshiped Peter before the fire.

He might be more annoyed at the fact that Peter was texting Stiles rather than Peter’s current situation.

STILES: Have U ever tried talking 2 Derek? It’s like talking 2 a brick wall. He has 2 expressions. Angry & Angrier. C’mon, give me some details.

[derekforever]

Unbreakable: Chapter Four “Reasoning”

Derek did what he usually did to calm the fuck down. What he didn’t understand was why Peter would risk everything he had gained just to throw his luck in with the Argents? It didn’t make any sense. He knew what his uncle had done but he was just starting to get better. Just beginning to make sense again and act a little more like himself. Derek wasn’t fooled completely though, Peter was a wild card and one Derek could only handle because he was an Alpha. If he wasn’t, Peter could easily take Derek in a fight, Peter was the one who taught him how to fight, after all.

Chris Argent.

Derek shuddered. He was responsible for the death of Victoria Argent. Chris had loved her, it just did not make any sense. He flexed his hands. He was sitting currently, stretched out on the couch. Stiles had talked his ear off earlier swearing against his dead mother that it wasn’t Chris who was going to be hurt. He had a beer in hand, even though alcohol didn’t really do anything for him and an old but favorite book. Stiles had suggested it to calm him down. The boy knew him too well. It was uncomfortable and maddening at the same time. He could smell Peter as his uncle approached the building but he remained where he was.

@centerofthehollowmoon

[centerofthehollowmoon]

It was already late afternoon as Peter rode up to the loft. He opened the door and could detect that Derek was trying to reign in his mood. Peter had figured as much, but that phone call probably had made things worse. He walked in like nothing was wrong, because it wasn’t. They could handle this like the adults they were.

“I don’t see what all the fuss is about. Everyone knows if it got out of hand or ended badly one of us would be dead, or both of us.” He walked over to Derek and stopped, looking at him. “And really it’s none of your business, just like it’s none of the little pack’s business either.” Despite Stiles cutting in again.

Peter still hadn’t answered his other texts. “Now, Chris and I are adults. We’ve known each other for a long time. What exactly is the problem?” He sat down on the farther end of the couch and turned to Derek.

[derekforever]

“You reek of him.” Derek complained, wrinkling his nose. “God what did you do, bathe in his … nevermind, ugh.” He gagged a bit. Exhaled and inhaled and tried to keep his temper. “You know what the problem is! And it is my business. I have enough to deal with.” The new pack members weren’t exactly easy, Derek hadn’t chosen very wisely. He needed Peter, he’d come to realize this a little bit too late. He needed to know how to deal with teenagers who weren’t exactly functional.  Peter had experience. He used to take care of the pack.

He had, essentially, bitten off more than he could chew when he took his uncle’s power. He was not good at being an Alpha and he knew it. Still, it was better than being a beta under his Uncle. “The last thing I need is having Hunters learn about you and Argent. Have you thought that far yet? Have you thought at all about anything other than your dick?”

STILES: Alli & Lydia R still busy. I don’t know why Scott is mad about Derek now 2.

STILES: Scott just said I like Derek better than him. Peter?!? R U There?

STILES: You are probably busy with Argent.

STILES: What’s it like to suck someone’s cock?

STILES: How big is Argent’s?

STILES: Do werewolves really have knots?

Eventually the pings stopped since it was obvious Peter was busy.

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Peter rolled his eyes. He sighed. “You chose this pack, that’s not my fault.” If Derek couldn’t handle some teenagers, what made him think he could handle other Alphas? Or a rival pack? “Do you honestly think you can manage without me?”

Peter glared at Derek as a warning. “Barely anyone knows about us yet. We’re not going to brag about it. In fact, we talked about it. The only way right now that any hunter would know would be if Chris were to tell them. And I don’t think he’s going to do that. Allison could. But she’s just upset, not out to get me.” Or at least he hoped so.

He finally pulled out his phone. “Stiles,” he huffed. I don’t either. Scott can talk to Derek himself. Well, do you like Derek better? Peter shook his head. I’m not telling you that over text messages, your father would arrest me. Unless you’re seeking to proposition Chris, you don’t need to know that either. No. Why?

[derekforever]

“What if someone sees you and tells one of them?” Derek crossed his arms over his chest. “You were out in public together. How do you see this working? Are you going to live with them?” He exhaled and rubbed his forehead. “Stiles said something. Look-..” He gave a frustrated snarl. “Are you sure this is really what you want?” He couldn’t understand. The Argents weren’t their friends. They were tentative allies at best especially after it was revealed what Victoria had done.

But if his Uncle had his heart set on it there wasn’t much he could do, short of trying the Alpha Voice on him. He knew that wouldn’t work either though, Peter would just laugh at him. He had a will of steel. “I can’t imagine why Allison would be upset.” Derek’s comment was snide but only because he didn’t want to seem weak and ready to do anything to keep his Uncle nearby and alive.

STILES: UR Still Alive! Good.  He often tended to mix up actual coherent responses with short text. It depended on what he was doing. I like Derek. But he won’t look twice at me. That wasn’t quite an answer. My dad doesn’t need 2 know. I was just curious. Argent is yr true love. Was wondering what the fuss was about. I mean, what 2 expect.

[derekforever]

Unbreakable: Chapter Four “Reasoning”

Derek did what he usually did to calm the fuck down. What he didn’t understand was why Peter would risk everything he had gained just to throw his luck in with the Argents? It didn’t make any sense. He knew what his uncle had done but he was just starting to get better. Just beginning to make sense again and act a little more like himself. Derek wasn’t fooled completely though, Peter was a wild card and one Derek could only handle because he was an Alpha. If he wasn’t, Peter could easily take Derek in a fight, Peter was the one who taught him how to fight, after all.

Chris Argent.

Derek shuddered. He was responsible for the death of Victoria Argent. Chris had loved her, it just did not make any sense. He flexed his hands. He was sitting currently, stretched out on the couch. Stiles had talked his ear off earlier swearing against his dead mother that it wasn’t Chris who was going to be hurt. He had a beer in hand, even though alcohol didn’t really do anything for him and an old but favorite book. Stiles had suggested it to calm him down. The boy knew him too well. It was uncomfortable and maddening at the same time. He could smell Peter as his uncle approached the building but he remained where he was.

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[centerofthehollowmoon]

It was already late afternoon as Peter rode up to the loft. He opened the door and could detect that Derek was trying to reign in his mood. Peter had figured as much, but that phone call probably had made things worse. He walked in like nothing was wrong, because it wasn’t. They could handle this like the adults they were.

“I don’t see what all the fuss is about. Everyone knows if it got out of hand or ended badly one of us would be dead, or both of us.” He walked over to Derek and stopped, looking at him. “And really it’s none of your business, just like it’s none of the little pack’s business either.” Despite Stiles cutting in again.

Peter still hadn’t answered his other texts. “Now, Chris and I are adults. We’ve known each other for a long time. What exactly is the problem?” He sat down on the farther end of the couch and turned to Derek.

[derekforever]

“You reek of him.” Derek complained, wrinkling his nose. “God what did you do, bathe in his … nevermind, ugh.” He gagged a bit. Exhaled and inhaled and tried to keep his temper. “You know what the problem is! And it is my business. I have enough to deal with.” The new pack members weren’t exactly easy, Derek hadn’t chosen very wisely. He needed Peter, he’d come to realize this a little bit too late. He needed to know how to deal with teenagers who weren’t exactly functional.  Peter had experience. He used to take care of the pack.

He had, essentially, bitten off more than he could chew when he took his uncle’s power. He was not good at being an Alpha and he knew it. Still, it was better than being a beta under his Uncle. “The last thing I need is having Hunters learn about you and Argent. Have you thought that far yet? Have you thought at all about anything other than your dick?”

STILES: Alli & Lydia R still busy. I don’t know why Scott is mad about Derek now 2.

STILES: Scott just said I like Derek better than him. Peter?!? R U There?

STILES: You are probably busy with Argent.

STILES: What’s it like to suck someone’s cock?

STILES: How big is Argent’s?

STILES: Do werewolves really have knots?

Eventually the pings stopped since it was obvious Peter was busy.

[derekforever]

Unbreakable: Chapter Four “Reasoning”

Derek did what he usually did to calm the fuck down. What he didn’t understand was why Peter would risk everything he had gained just to throw his luck in with the Argents? It didn’t make any sense. He knew what his uncle had done but he was just starting to get better. Just beginning to make sense again and act a little more like himself. Derek wasn’t fooled completely though, Peter was a wild card and one Derek could only handle because he was an Alpha. If he wasn’t, Peter could easily take Derek in a fight, Peter was the one who taught him how to fight, after all.

Chris Argent.

Derek shuddered. He was responsible for the death of Victoria Argent. Chris had loved her, it just did not make any sense. He flexed his hands. He was sitting currently, stretched out on the couch. Stiles had talked his ear off earlier swearing against his dead mother that it wasn’t Chris who was going to be hurt. He had a beer in hand, even though alcohol didn’t really do anything for him and an old but favorite book. Stiles had suggested it to calm him down. The boy knew him too well. It was uncomfortable and maddening at the same time. He could smell Peter as his uncle approached the building but he remained where he was.

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[derekforever]

This is a RP Blog for Derek Hale

Played by @argentforever

Current RP: “Unbreakable” World

Set at end of Season 2.

They are both sideblogs of @rufferto9  and cannot follow you back.