When Scott returned to his room I heard him make a noise I only heard when Allison died. He walked over to the bed in a speed run took off his shoes and layed down on the bed. I instantly turned around on the bed and dug my face into his neck. He started to whisper comforting words into my ear trying to sooth my sobs. I know he felt like crap but both of my parents were gone. One minute I had them the next I didn't. I wasn't even aware of the fact I was falling asleep. Until I woke up, screaming.

~Scott's POV~

I felt like total shit. I left him in the room alone after he lost his dad.
But I really had to make some calls to the pack. I knew everyone went to Dereks loft so I called him.
It rang 3 times before he answered.

"Hello? How is he Scott?"
"Derek. The Sheriff he's- he didn't make it."
"Oh my God. How's Stiles? Is he okay?
"Not at all. He is miserable. I will call you in the morning. I need to try to get him to sleep."
"Okay. I will tell everyone else."
"Okay Bye"
"Bye"

So with that done I walked into my room, choking on a sob I took off my shoes and crawled into my bed next to Stiles. He instantly turned and buried his head in my neck.
I whispered comforting words to him as he cried but it wasn't helping. My tears were falling silently because the Sheriff was my only father figure after my dad left. Stiles eventually fell asleep but he started mumbling about his dad. I regretfully shrugged it off and fell asleep. But the Stiles Started screaming.
Nightmare. I starting yelling for him to wake up and started shaking him when he finally woke up he wasn't falling back asleep.

~Derek's POV~

I had just hung up the phone and turned to the pack. They were all staring at me awaiting news on the Sheriff. I cleared my throat. Lydia new I saw it in her eyes. "Well?" Liam asked I shook my head. "The Sheriff he didn't make it."
The packs eyes all got wide. Jackson, Liam, Lydia, and Malia all started crying. Yeah Jackson came back a different dude. Him and Stiles got along without their old death glares. But tragedy struck in the worst way.
"Stiles?" Jackson asked.
"He's miserable I could hear him crying through the phone. Guys you have to realize he has no parents right now so he is technically an orphan."
With that we all sat in silence thinking about our hurt pack mate.

Sorry my chapters are so short. I'm pretty busy rn. Keep the reviews coming.