A/N
This chapter takes place right after the first.
To answer a question that Guest had,
"Is Scott getting his alpha status again?" I have to say that right now I don't have an answer to your question. I think that as the story goes right now the answer is maybe. I don't have the whole story planned out yet.
In this story, Derek got his Alpha status back when he evolved.

Chapter two.
Darling Dearest.

"Even leaders suffer great losses."

As the car sped down the roads in Beacon Hills, Derek had taken his jacket of and pressed it against the wound in Scott's chest and tried his best to ignore the pained whimpers that came out of his mouth.

He knew something wasn't right. The wound should at least have started healing by now but there was no sign of the healing starting. "Can't this car go any faster?" He growled out, barely keeping his wolf at bay in fear. Not daring to look back, she took a deep breath and pinched her lips together, "If I go any faster, I run the risk of killing all of us," she answered him tensely.

Suppressing an angry growl, Derek turned his attention back to Scott. The young boy's breathing had gotten more labelled and Derek swore he could hear the heart shutter. Shaking his head, he looked away from Scott, desperate to look anywhere but at Scott.

Feeling a cold hand grasp his wrist, he looked down again. Scott's eyes were open but his face was scrunched up in pain. His mouth opened and closed as if he was trying to say something. Finally he closed his eyes again and Derek hoped he was unconscious again, but he had no such luck.

"It's gone." Was all he said before his head lulled back to the side and the grip around his wrist loosened. Taking a shuttering breath, he laid his hand back on Scott's chest to assure himself that the boy was still breathing.

The car sped to a halt and Derek kept a grip on Scott so he wouldn't fall down on the car floor.

Hearing a car door closer he looked up to see Braeden open his and gesturing for him to get out and into the clinic.

Holding him tight, they ran into the clinic and past Deaton who stood and waited on them.

"Lay him here." He said and cleared a metal table for Scott to lie on. Pushing Derek away, he tore open the rest of Scott shirt, he quickly asserted the situation.

Gasping when he saw the wound he send Derek out to get some bandages and looked up at Braeden with a shocked expression, "I don't even know where to start." Despite his own words he grabbed a bottle of rubbing alcohol he took a clean piece of cloth and started to clean the wound on his assistant, praying to the gods that he would survive this.

Glancing up he saw Derek had returned. Taking a deep breath he said "I'm not sure how he's even alive but I don't know if he still has his Alpha spark. He may very well have survived but the spark could have been the price for doing so," his voice shook as he said it, and dread filled him when he saw the former Hale Alpha face expression. He knew Derek normally didn't show emotions but when he did, it wasn't good. Giving Derek a pointed look as to say speak, he heard the man take a deep breath and his face broke.

Seeing Deaton send him a look, Derek knew what the doc wanted him to say, that the pack hadn't lost their Alpha. But he had to let them down. Braeden knew he had seen the colour of Scott's eyes when he roared and there wasn't anything Derek wouldn't give to make a lie a truth.

Taking a deep breath he looked the vet in the eyes, his own face closed off for the world.

"He paid the price, but he's still an Alpha. Was all he said. He had lied. Braeden looked sharply at him. She knew he lied, but he couldn't tell the truth, not yet. He wanted to talk to Scott first.

Not being able to stand it anymore he said "There was something different when he woke up, I don't know what it was but something was wrong.

To think that a boy he had once hated with his very being, had become one of the only consistent things in his life and there was a chance that he could be losing him, was breaking Derek faster than the fire.. Scott had developed into an Alpha worth his power. A True Alpha. But not anymore, a voice in his head whispered. Derek ignored it in favor of a question "Is he going to make it?"

Not stopping his work Deaton answered him "I hope so. I've never seen anyone survive a wound like this. But my concern is why he isn't healing." Derek nodded, "I have to call Melissa. She should know what happened." Deaton nodded, and looked up from where he was stitching the wound back together, "After this, I think you should bring him home, let him rest." Nodding again Derek left the room to make the call.

The phone beeped three times before Melissa picked up. Her voice was tired, "Who is this?"

"Melissa it's Derek. I have bad news."

He heard her sharp intake of breath through the line, "How bad news?" she asked, voice wavering, bordering on panic and he heard her mumble "Worse than the sheriff getting hurt?"

"Yes," Derek answered whishing he didn't have to tell her over the phone.

"It's Scott. He's been hurt badly."

There was no answer from the woman and Derek grew worried. "Melissa?" he asked softly, trying to bring her out of her shock.

"Where are you?" she barked out, her voice sharp.

"We're at the clinic, but I'm bringing him home as soon as he's not in risk of heart attack." He didn't try to be gentle with her, there wasn't time for it.

"Good." Was her reply before the line went dead and Derek returned to the other room.

Coming back he saw the vet had bandaged Scott's wound but he had a sad look on his face. He reeked of quilt and unshed tears.

"He should have started healing by now. I have given him everything I can name but it's like his body is refusing to heal. It's like it can't heal. He said, looking up at Derek.

"I'll bring him home," he said.

After telling Braeden to leave, he collected Scott in his arms, whispering words of comfort when the young wolf made a sound of pain. Looking up at Deaton he said "I'll bring him home and take it from there, I'll call if anything happens." With that Derek left with Scott in his arms.

Driving home to Scott was nerve-wracking, to say at least. He was still pondering about what he had seen when Scott had roared. But first he needed to get him home.

Taking the injured wolf in his arms Derek walked up to the front door of the house. Before he could even ring the doorbell, the door opened to reveal Melissa. She looked once at Scott's bloodied form and barked out "Get him upside!" Her voice was firm, betraying no emotion.

Walking up to his room, he gently laid Scott down on his bed and looked up to see Melissa coming in with a breathing mask and oxygen. He moved away from the bed and allowed her to tend to her son.

Setting the mask over her son, Derek met her eyes as he returned to Scott's side, sitting on the bed with his hand on Scott's leg, taking some of his pain.

"What happened?" her tone demanded an answer. But the truth was Derek didn't know what happened to Scott.

"I don't know. I was on my way back with Braeden when I felt him die." He ignored the sharp intake of breath from Melissa, "I don't know how but we managed to revive him but somethings wrong. He's not healing like he should. Deaton don't know why, he's guessing that his body is too weak to heal the injury he has." He took a deep breath "And we don't know who did it."

He looked down. He wanted to say the last part but he was afraid of how she would react. Melissa was a force of nature, not to be messed with.

"There's more isn't there?" she asked softly, her hand on his shoulder, she deserved to know.

"When he woke up and roared his wolf shone through. His eyes weren't red." He stopped speaking, unable to say that Scott had lost his Alpha spark. His own wolf reared at the thought. He knew that only one person could take Scott's spark if he wasn't killed by a werewolf and that was Liam. But He knew Liam wasn't an Alpha, he would have felt it. Scott had lost it when he died, he was no Alpha.

A gentle voice broke him from his thoughts, "Derek."

"He lost his Alpha spark." He said fast, his heart beating rapidly.

He didn't hear Melissa say anything. The room was quiet.

"So he's a beta now." Yet again Derek admired her. Her voice gave nothing away, he envied her.

Looked at Scott he breathed deep and a wave of guilt washed over him. If he had just stayed after they had saved Scott in Mexico, he could have done something to prevent this from happening. The pack was without Alpha. Derek himself was an Alpha, but he wasn't fit to lead the pack. He shuddered when he remembered how it went last time he tried to play God.

They needed Scott, Alpha or not. Beta or not.

Listening for the steady beat of the teen's heart he answered Melissa.

"Yes, he's a beta again," he answered.

Melissa wasn't stupid. She knew Derek was leaving something out, but for now she was just happy to have her son still alive. This she could fix.

A/N
Hope you liked it. I don't know how much I will be following canon but most of the things that happened in S5 will also happen here.
Review are more than welcome, they inspire me to get the next chapter done faster.