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“What the fuck?”
He knew that someday it'll all come back to destroy his life. His perfectly composed life.
“Don't be rude, love,” Alice chastises him like she doesn't swear. Every pack meeting Jackson learns at least three new British insults.
“Sorry.” But seriously. What the fuck is he doing here? And why is his current Alpha not freaked out at having his former Alpha – for about five minutes – stopping by unannounced. They are drinking tea and having a chat like it's normal.
“I'm not going back.” No matter what's going on. Last thing he heard was that Scott is the Alpha now and Allison died. Isaac wasn't really in the mood to talk when they met at the gathering down in Italy and Danny wasn't kept in the loop about what was going on before he moved.
“Good for you.” At least Derek's moodiness didn't change.
“Don't worry.” The plate of cookies Alice holds his way makes him step into the room and sit down. Despite the company. “Nobody expects you to leave.”
It doesn't explain what he's doing here then. It was nice of Derek to give him Alice's pack's information when his parents decided to start over in London. But after that! No news from Beacon Hills. Yeah, he could have tried keeping in touch, but to be fair he had just died after being a lizard. He wasn't the best at making decisions at that time.
The guy besides Derek decides to break the sudden tension. “We're not staying long. Just passing trough.”
“And who the fuck are you?”
“Jackson!”
“What?” Great. Now he isn't even allowed to ask questions anymore.
“I'm Jordan.”
Is that supposed to mean anything to him? Either Isaac missed the guy moving to Beacon Hills or he wasn't important enough mentioning.
“Parrish,” he continues like it helps explaining who he is.
“Never heard of you.”
Suddenly Alice decides on her favorite past-time to embarrass people around her. In her annoying singsong voice she mock-whispers. “He's Derek's boyfriend. Aren't they cute.”
“Seriously?”
“Don't be shy, Der. You're still a badass.” She smiles at his scowl. “A cute one.”
Jackson knew that Derek didn't just google a random pack in Britain to send him there. Not that Derek owns a computer. The familiar way they talk with each other suggests they are friends. Friends that not only take in each others wayward Betas, but also let them and their boyfriend stay at their house. For how long you need, love.
“I'm sure Jackson will love to show you around.”
Goddammit. “Sure.”
He will definitely not love it, but it will be good to know the newest gossip from Beacon Hills and more importantly what caused Derek to finally leave that shithole for good. It can't be the guy. He's not that good-looking.