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The sun was high in the sky. Jean, Talia and Chris were watching the pack cubs run around and play. The kids had hit it right off with Rukia and quickly welcomed her. Laura was off to the far right of the field, teaching the army their new defense techniques.
"I have an idea! Let's play hide and seek!" Rukia squealed.
"Yay!" the cubs cheered. They watched as the cubs split up and ran to hiding spots. Some even hid behind soldiers, who played along and stood stock still. A were-jaguar cub was to be the seeker. He covered his eyes and started to count to a hundred. While the game was underway, Jean turned to the others and asked them a question.
"Why do the pack cubs want a tree house?" he asked. Chris groaned at the reminder.
"They were reading the Magic Tree House series, and now they really want to go on all of those adventures." Chris moaned.
"We'll just appease them" Talia chuckled. Jean smiled as he watched the soldiers get mixed in with the cubs. Laura was chuckling as the army played with the kids, abandoning their training duties. This was a good day.
Meanwhile, the pack was hanging out in the kitchen enjoying tea. Some was even drinking coffee in an attempt to shake off the lingering effects of their hangover. They were laughing and talking. Jackson brought up the subject of the pictures Erica took at the celebration. Allison mentioned the Alex and Andi kiss. The former enemies turned friends were horrified. They knew that if Ichigo and Cora could see them now, they never would let them live their kiss down ever.
"Oh my God! You guys were sloppy drinks!" Scott chuckled from behind a cup of tea. At this current moment, Alex wanted lightning to strike him and Andi wanted to dig a very deep hole in the earth. The latter was utterly mortified that she had been caught kissing her crush, and worst of all, they got it all on film!
"Thank you for the pictures!" Allison snorted.
"You're all welcome!" Erica laughed.
"You're lucky. If Ichigo and Cora were here, you'd be dealing with a lot worse." Stiles chuckled.
"Oh we know that, all too well!" Alex moaned.
"I've heard the stories and Cora was my older sister, remember?" Andi added.
"Let them remember this as a tale of cautionary, young grasshopper," Isaac chuckled before he burst out laughing. The kitchen was filled with laughter and Andi and Alex were dying of embarrassment.
Peter and Chris were spending time in their quarters. Now this campaign was over, they could breathe. Chris had his head on Peter's chest and an arm slung over his waist. Peter's nose was buried in Chris's hair and he had his arms wrapped around his husband.
"The family is whole again," Chris smiles.
"All we need is Cora and Rukia's family to join us. I truly don't believe that they all died." Peter responded.
"According to Intel, there are three confirmed deaths. The only ones we don't know about are Hisana and Ichigo." Chris mused.
"It is a possibility, then. Since according to the grapevine, not everyone were accounted for. Some could have fell through the cracks." Peter replied.
"We'll ask our spies to check later. For right now, we need to be with family," Chris smiled, kissing his husband and lying back onto the bed.
A few hours later, Derek and Stiles were in the kitchen planning their wedding with Talia.
"We should minimize the wine. The pack is crazy when the drinks are flowing. You can't even get drunk." Stiles said as he reviewed the menu.
"You're right. The stuff we had the night before were laced with wolfsbane. We can't risk the kids getting into that stuff." Derek decided.
"What kind of food is acceptable? Meat or pasta?" Talia asked as she changed subjects.
"Both would be nice," Derek replied.
"Would you like anything else to go with it?" Talia questioned.
"Bread and fruits." Stiles stated.
"Since the main dessert course is cake, what kind should we have?" Talia asked.
"Marble sounds delicious." Derek replied.
"Well that is settled. We should be getting back to the family, yeah?" Talia smiled. They gathered up their papers and pens and walked to the main room of the castle.
Deaton was cleaning his quarters when Stiles and Derek entered. Putting away the broom, he walked towards the couple.
"Why were we invited here, Deaton?" Derek asked.
"Your subjects needs you," Deaton directed his sentence to Stiles.
"What is it? What is happening? What is Gerard doing to my people?" the exiled prince started panicking over his people's welfare.
"He's allowed his men to rape men and women. He even outlawed white magic. He has also falsely imprisoned subjects when they try to protect the innocents." Deaton replied sadly.
"Oh God! We can't let him live! When we get to him, we kill him on the spot!" Stiles declared.
"Uncle Peter wants to kill Gerard. Because he nearly killed Uncle Chris when he first found out about those two." Derek announced.
"Good. I'd rather it be him killing Gerard." Deaton replied. While he knew that the tyrant deserved to die, he didn't want to kill unless there was no other choice. Unlike Gerard Argent he wasn't blood thirsty and enjoying killing for the sake of it. The death penalty was only given to traitors and any persons that crossed the line or point of no return.
"We need to plan, Stiles. We need to take them out." Derek spoke as he turned to his fiance.
"Definitely, but how long should we wait to attack?" Stiles asked.
"A year. Jackson, Lydia and Scott are out of shape when it comes to fighting." Derek stated.
"Is that enough? Or is it too long? We need him gone as soon as possible." Stiles turned to his former guard captain.
"It's the right amount of time. They are fine warriors and would only need the year." Deaton reassured the worried prince. Then the meeting ended, and everyone went their separate ways.
The pack was together again with another member. They are at their strongest together and are almost ready to attack. After a year, there'll be no stopping them. They will save Aster Aiyan from the Argents.