Disclaimer: No I don't even own a dog right now, let alone a werewolf pack (or a show about them).

A/N: Alright I'm going to start out with a forewarning. I haven't seen the complete series and the episodes I have seen, it's only been once. So yes this is an AU with alternate timeline, ages and abilities as such characters will be a little off. But I'm always open to suggestions to improve my writing. Now that's out of the way, enjoy.

"For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack."

-Rudyard Kipling

An Accidental Pack

Derek's head pounded. Something was not right, but he couldn't remember. He wasn't at home or in the forest. Instead he felt a cold hard floor beneath his lethargic body. Cracking open his eyes he winced at the bright light before tightly shutting them again. Moaning softly he was startled to hear a soft unfamiliar growl. Springing up quickly he crouched defensively as his head spun and his glowing blue eyes tried to adjust to the fuzzy looking room. As his eyes cleared he met the yellow eyes of another wolf. Unconsciously he felt himself shift as the other bared his teeth, growling louder. Nothing else mattered but instinct as the two wolves stared each other down.

Their contest of wills would have continued, possibly into the eternities if not for a whimper. A soft almost pathetic sound came from behind the other wolf. Yellow eyes met blue once more before turning to the sound with an equally soft whine. Derek's breath caught in his throat as he fell back against the wall behind him physically spent and shocked. As his wolf retreats the blue fades from his eyes. His thoughts are left floundering as instinct leaves just human emotion; he finally takes in the sight before him. The wolf he was challenging was hardly a wolf at all, more of a pup, looking to be about his sister Cora's age but smaller. The pup was turned away from him, head lowered over something. All Derek could see was the gray and brown fur of the small creature as the pup appeared to be nuzzling something, continuing to let out soft whines. After watching for a few minutes with no change Derek used the wall to pull himself up and cautiously make his way over. Curiosity and concern fueled him though his shaky limbs and spotty vision. He crouched once more next to the pup, which began growling again.

"Stop it," Derek growled back, "I just want to help."

Reaching out he sent a warning blue glare at the pup before laying his hand on the other creature. Dull brown eyes cracked open at the touch. The kit let out another soft whine of pain before passing out. Cursing under his breath Derek combed his hand through the black and silver fur finding an oozing bite. Even unconscious the kit shied away, in pain, from his touch. Murmuring softly he tried to reassure the ailing kit and worried pup. Finding nothing else life threatening he turned his attention back to the pup, who was a silent sentinel throughout his examination. Worried yellow eyes met his before the little head lowered in shame.

"You did this," Derek spoke more of a statement then a question.

The pup whined in agreement, head still lowered. Derek sighed; looking around the room searching for answers he spotted another creature curled in the corner. The pup peaked up at him, before following his gaze, letting out another whimper. Glancing at the first two briefly Derek made his way over to the final creature. His eyes widened in surprise as he discovered what appeared to be a miniature leopard. At his approach the feline's green eyes snapped open letting out a threatening hiss. The cat would not let him approach; instead he did a visual examination. He noted no outside injuries but internal injuries seemed likely with its limited cautious movement.

Feeling out of his depth Derek's gaze went from creature to creature with uncertainty. As if an answer to his dilemma an emotionally detached voice came into the room from the ceiling speakers.

"What do you require?" The monotone voice asked causing him to jump in surprise. Facing the door and the probable threat he let out an annoyed growl.

"Where am I?" he demanded furiously, fist clenching at his side.

"What do you require?"

"Let me go!" he charged the door.

"What do you require?"

"What do you want? You can't keep me here!" He found no give in the door so he began to attack the walls. Fist bleeding and aching, he eventually collapsed in exhaustion. His eyes closed involuntarily, hiding his tears.

"What do you require?"

"I just want to go home," he whispered hoarsely as a wet nose nudged his face. Opening his eyes he turned towards the pleading yellow ones.

"What do you require?"

He cringed at the voice before looking back at the pup. Sitting up he felt the warm little body curl into his side. Looking to the kit thrashing in pain and the cub stiffly holding still watching him with weary but pain filled eyes. Finally glancing down into Pup's hopeful face he prepared his request.

"I need calendula leaves, warm water, clean rags, bandages and something for us all to eat and drink," he listed grudgingly to the unseen voice before adding as an afterthought, "…and catnip as well."

"Very well," the speakers went silent.

He sat in silence rubbing his companion's head. For Pup's comfort or his own he was unsure, probably both really. He perked up as he heard the door start to open. Ignoring Pup's warning bark he rushed the door only to feel electricity course through him; starting from the base of his neck and traveling throughout his body painfully. Falling to the ground in a twitching heap; he was once again brought back by a wet nose to the face. Making his way agonizingly to his feet he shot his companion a dirty look. Pup only gave a bark of annoyance as if to say he tried to warn Derek. He rolled his eyes as well as his sore joints and limbs. He felt a tug on his pant leg.

Derek looked down, "Alright Pup, let's go help your friends."

Pup waged his tail at both the help and the new nickname; bounding over to the kit and nudging the dark fur. He got no response and turned worriedly to Derek, who was gathering the delivered supplies. Derek began washing the infection out of the bite on the kit's back. The worrying stillness gave way to weak squirming against his hands.

"Stay still. It'll be okay," Derek tried to reassure the wounded fox.

The kit's eyes cracked open as he tried to nip at the human hands, "Kit! I'm trying to help," Derek finally snarled holding the squirming little fox down. Panting and trembling in fear, Kit looked around with wild eyes. Pup scampered in front of Kit touching noses before curling his bigger body around his quivering friend. Pup glared up at Derek as if it was his fault.

"I'm trying to help. Remember?" Derek groaned in exasperation.

Pup seemed to be in quite the predicament looking between the fox and teenager. Whimpering in confusion he tried to lick his friend's sore. Kit's back arched as a screech of pain left his mouth.

"Stop Pup!" Derek grabbed him roughly by the scruff pulling him away, "You're what's hurting him."

Pup whimpered watching his friend claw at the ground trying to escape the pain. Derek quickly grabbed the washcloth and continued cleaning the wound. Kit, in pain, fought him but he got it clean not too worse for wear. Although his arms and hands were littered with shallow claw and bite marks which he had wash out as well. Kit had collapsed back into unconsciousness as he wrapped a calendula soaked bandage around the small body.

Picking up the catnip he slowly approached the cub completely for the first time. Holding out the small plant as a peace offering; he waited as it was sniffed and then accepted. Mindful of his already injured hands he reached out. Searching for problems he found a few cracked ribs that he opted to leave and let heal on their own. Caressing the soft spotted fur he was encouraged by the steady purring as Cub's body relaxed for the first time. Green eyes closed gently as the purring continued.

"Sleep easy Cub," Derek whispered as he gave a final pat.

He then turned to the shell shocked Pup. The young wolf was in self-appointed punishment; he sat tucked in the corner.

"Pup, come here," He called but Pup didn't budge, "Now!"

Submissively Pup came over with tail and ears dropping. The teenager picked up the wolf and brought him close nuzzling his head. Sliding down the wall Derek placed Pup on his lap.

"It's okay. You didn't mean to. It was the full moon. You didn't know. They'll be fine now," Derek quietly rambled into the coarse fur. Pup whimpered but cuddled into the teen's embrace. Slowly exhaustion won out over crushing guilt; the golden eyes eventually closed in sleep.

"Then we'll go home," Derek whispered brokenly to himself as tears began to fall.

A/N: I hope you were able to figure out who the animals are. Pup is a Mexican Wolf, Kit is a Silver Fox, and Cub is an Ocelot.