Derek was doing lift ups using the door frame of his ruined home. Sweat was pouring down his glistening muscles as his only train of thought was how to improve his pack's skills, strategies and tactic on how to take the alpha down and how to get Stiles under him in different positions at different places. He was thinking about the school's gym locker room next time.

The werewolf stops thinking and jumps off the door frame to hear footsteps coming forward. He stays still until the footsteps disappear or approach closer than it should have. It stopped but it didn't mean they were gone.

Something had been thrown through the window and landed right next to him. Derek's eyes widen at the detonator. He quickly grabs it but it had burned him making him realize that it had been made of silver. He raced out the front door and still heard it ticking from his distance. He waited until it exploded but the thing suddenly shuts off instead.

He renters his home and takes his shirt tossed over the stairs to pick it up. The top of it comes off to reveal a note within the wires. He carefully takes it out and unfolds it.

Derek's world stop for a split second before turning full on werewolf and widens the hole of the door by his claws. He reaches Stiles home to smell the scent of no one at home. He goes into Stiles room to pick up a different scent that had disturbed them but there was nothing.

He runs to the school where Scott was doing a lab experiment with Isaac while whispering softly to each other. Derek stayed outside to not cause a disturbance despite his seething. "Scott, where is Stiles?" He growled and Scott heard him.

He quickly excused himself to use the bathroom and whispered to Isaac to just stay where he is. Reluctantly the werewolf listened and continued their project. Scott snuck into the gym locker room and then was push against the lockers.

"Where's Stiles?!"

"I don't know! He didn't show up today." He stated firmly. "Why? Did something happen to him?"

"I was given this." He revealed the note and passed it to Scott.

"It says 'I have what you want. Try and find me.' How does this deal with Stiles?"

"We were having sex you idiot. Why do you think he smells like me?"

Scott was in shock. "You were sleeping with each other! When did that happen?!"

"When I slammed him against a wall. That doesn't matter! Whoever did this took him and his dad and didn't leave a scent to trace! We need everyone to try to find him no matter what it takes!"

"I get it. I'm worried too. When the bell rings, we'll head out and find him."

The bell rang and all four werewolves were together in front of Derek's home.

"So how are we going to do this?" Erica asked.

"We don't have the men's scent of who took him but we still have items that could make us find Stiles and his father. Derek and I will try to find Stiles. You three will try to find his dad." Scott responded and gave each werewolf an item to smell.

Boyd got the shirt, Erica got a pants and Isaac got his shoe. "You just love putting my noses in other people's shoes don't you." He was genuinely pissed off.

"I'll make it up to you." Scott smirked sexily and Isaac knew that he was the one who will get lucky tonight so sniffed away.

The three set off the same direction. Scott faced Derek who took a whiff of Stile's boxers.

"Weeeeeeeeird." Scott couldn't help but say.

"Shut up. I got a scent. Here." He tossed one of Stile's shirt.

"It's torn." He pointed out.

"I know. I tore it." He set off and Scott quickly took a whiff to realize that Derek was heading the right direction. He followed.

Erica, Boyd and Isaac were running through the forests and leaped over a ditched towards the scent that belongs to Stile's dad. Before they knew it Erica had been caught by a net. Isaac had been shot down to the ground.

Boyd looked around to see no one or smell anyone. "Show yourself!" He commanded and the man appeared as if he had fallen from the sky. Boyd turned around to face a man in a suit of black and orange.

The werewolf tried to attack him but the man was fast to block and dodge his move. The teen was easily knocked to the ground. "Derek was right, you are predictable." The man pressed a button and Boyd found himself trapped in a cage.

Slade checked to see that he had successfully caught two of them. The one he shot was able to get away.

Derek and Scott were brisk walking through town to not cause too much distractions. They stopped at an abandoned house. They entered it and searched the place. There was no one in there but a note attached to a bed.

Nice Try

Derek took a whiff of it to smell Stile's scent on it.

"Did you find him?" Scott asked.

"No. They were here. Whoever did this is more clever than we thought. He lured us here by manipulating our scent. This means Stiles is nowhere in the town."

"Is there any chance we could find him?"

"No. We could go in circle for days before knowing which way they left town." Derek crumpled the note and punched a hole in the wall. He wasn't satisfied so punched it some more but he couldn't be satisfied by it.

"Derek, we could asked Dr. Alan for help. He is an expert on werewolves and might be able to fix the problem."

The alpha leader was reluctant but he had no choice. He wanted to save Stiles so badly. He agreed and the two entered the vet's building.

Scott's heart dropped when he saw Isaac being treated for a bullet wound. "Oh my god, what happened to you?" He was quickly to his lover's side.

Isaac chuckled and then grunted when the vet had to stick a small scraper in his wound.

"He got shot with a silver bullet and I am cleaning the traces of silver left into the skin to properly heal." Dr. Alan responded for him.

"Hey, I'm still getting lucky tonight right." He asked with a struggling smirk before holding in a groan when the piece of metal went deeper.

"When that wound heals okay?" Scott smiled reassuringly. Isaac tried to smile back but was held back by the pain.

"Enough chitchat." Derek was annoyed. "We have a problem."

"I know. Isaac told me all about it and I know who's after you." Dr. Alan responded and then concentrated a pit to scrape the last bit of silver out. He went over to the sink to take out his gloves and wash his hands. "His name is Deathstroke aka Slade Wilson. He's a mercenary and possibly be working for Gerard."

"So he did survive." Scott stated.

"He must be after Derek and his pack. I must warn you that he doesn't play games. He gets the job done."

"I don't care! I will find him and make him suffer!" Derek punched the operating table causing a dent. He was getting frustrated, irritated, angry, disappointed and guilty all at the same times. His boyfriend and the rest of his pack could be dead for all he knows and he couldn't do anything. He was supposed to be the leader! He was responsible!

"Derek, I know your angry but it's not your fault."

"Then whose fault is it! They knew Stiles and I were involved so they try to get to me by getting to him! If only-"

"If only what? Derek, if Stiles was dead, you would know. Werewolves have that connection. Once they find their soul mate, no one could ever replace them and no one could ever take them away without you not knowing."

"Heh. I thought the last one was the right one and look where that got me. How can I be so sure that he's the one? That I could know whenever he's dead or not?"

Dr. Alan was silent for a moment and then answered, "You'll know when you find him. If he's dead then I'm wrong. If he isn't, then we have to wait and find out. I can't help you find them but I know someone who does."

"Who?" Scott questioned.

"He's a friend of mine that owes me a favor. He'll be coming here shortly but be prepared, he wears spandex."

The three werewolves looked at the doctor/vet quizzically and then looked at each other what the hell he meant.

"Hello sir, are you flying for business or pleasure?" One of the flight attendants asked.

"Business and please, call me Mr. Grayson."

A/N: Anyone questioning my love for Scisaac, Let's just say in this story, they switch roles but in my fantasy Isaac is the bottom because he's this abused good-hearted kid and Scott is this confident and more mature as he could be guy. Plus Scott has more experience.

The next chapter might be the last or second to last. Let's see where it goes. :)

Thanks for reading this far and please review!