Missing

by bet it aint me

Picks up after Four Points In The Dark. Paul has been missing for 2 years. His absence has had a profound impact on the pack. Isaac especially who has become bedridden with overwhelming grief. Without closure the pack is beginning to come apart at the seams. Peter, the one with Paul when he was taken blames himself and has searched tirelessly. Finally, a clue, a scent.

3. Chapter 3

4 days

"Where is he?!" Isaac bellows before picking up the man and hurling him across the room. He crashes against the wall and drops to the floor. "Isaac..." Kyle says as his boy friends claws snick out and he storms towards the injured hunter. "Peter." Isaac bites out looking over his shoulder. He locks eyes with the older wolf then nods at Kyle before his attention returns to the hunter trying to slide away on the floor. "Come on Kyle." Peter says pulling the younger wolf out of the room. "You don't need to see this." He says closing the door as the hunter begins shrieking in agony. "Paul is my mate too I deserve to be in there." Kyle says struggling with Peter. "No!" The Enforcer says. "Kyle please. You don't want to see this….Please!" He says firmly holding the smaller wolf in place. "You'll never see him the same way again if you do. Let Isaac handle this. He's built for situations like this, you're not."

Moments later the door opens and Isaac walks out, his expression cold and detached as he wipes blood from his hands with a piece of the now silent hunters shirt. "Results?" Peter asks as Kyle stares at Isaac's bloody hands. "A name." Isaac says dropping the bloody cloth to the floor. "Milton." Peter's face hardens. "You know him?" Isaac asks sounding hopeful for the first time since Paul's abduction. "Indeed I do." Peter says eyes flaring blue.

Later at home.

"What do you mean you can't find him?" Isaac says angrily eyes flashing in fury. "He's covered his trail quite thoroughly. I promise you though, I will not rest until I have him." Peter says tapping out a message on his phone. Isaac paces the study before he finally snaps and flips the desk over. "He is our only lead!" Isaac snarls out. "Perhaps if you could stop killing every hunter you encounter you could gather more intel." Deaton says entering the room with a sigh. Isaac growls and takes a step towards the druid. "Surely you know better than to antagonize a wolf who is missing his mate." Peter says flippantly. Deaton turns to Isaac who is standing glaring at him with both fists clenched. "I won't hurt you." Isaac finally manages to growl out. "The longer this takes the more shaky your control is going to become. I've brought something to help take the edge off." He lays a small cloth sack on the chair next to the overturned desk..

1 week 1 day

Paul slips out the door and looks around before walking quickly away from the room. Running his hand down the railing. "Where might you be going?" Paul freezes at the words behind him. Without looking over his shoulder he races forward. His captor take a quick look in the Motel room and shakes his head when he see's the body of the hunter who had been left to guard Paul. Suddenly another hunter appears at the top of the stairs ahead of him. "Let's take it easy now." he says holding his hands out. Paul's maintains speed and waits until he's practically on top of the hunter before bringing the knife up he'd use to dispatch his guard. Hands moving in a blur the hunter disarms him sending the knife clattering over the railing down to the parking lot. His hand in a vice like grip Paul is spun around. He cries out when two of his fingers break as he desperately tries to get loose. The other hunter is nearly to him when Paul manages to slip free. Without a second thought he flings himself over the railing turning to catch the baluster so he can slide down and angle himself for a landing on the 2nd floor. The hunter grabs his shirt though altering his trajectory. This and his damaged hand results in Paul slipping and plummeting 3 stories impacting loudly on the roof of a van in the parking lot below.

The lead hunter looks at the other one angrily. "If he is dead you're soon to follow boy-o. Get our things we're leaving. He's killed Shane and after this spectacle we'll be lucky to not be swimming in cops and wolves within 20 minutes." The second hunter rushes off without uttering a sound. The leader runs down stairs and pulls Paul's still from from the top of the van. Paul moans and opens his eyes. "Oh good you're still alive." He says before slamming Paul's head face first against the side of the van knocking him out. He lifts the smaller man and throws him over his shoulder walking to the back of the van where he opens the door and dumps Paul unceremoniously inside. He callously kicks at the unconscious man's arms and legs to get them out of the way so he can close the door. Minutes later the van is rumbling down the road. "Shane was a good man." The second hunter says. "I told you not to leave him there by himself. He's too green to handle someone like this." The leader says. "Didn't deserve to go out like that." The other replies grimacing at the memory of the hunters slashed face and throat. It had been a brutal and violent death. "Honestly I'm surprised. I thought you guys were supposed to be tougher than that." Paul says groaning as he sits up in the back. "That's my brother you're talking about you piece of shit!" The driver shouts. "Pity you didn't train him any better he went down like a bitch." Paul spits out venomously launching himself at the driver and pummeling him with punches. With a howl of rage the driver elbows Paul in the face stunning him and knocking him back onto his backside. The driver jumps from his seat and attacks Paul. The leader chuckles and grabs the wheel sliding into the driver seat.

After several minutes of furious kicks and punches the leader speaks up. "That's enough! He's no good to us dead." The hunter draws back his fist to land another blow. "Aaron!" The leader shouts. "He's out anyway you're just tiring yourself out and risking our profit at this point. We need to get another van and find a place to wait." "We need to get out of this shit town." The second hunter says angrily throwing himself into the passenger seat. "Once we hand over Mr. Personality back there we'll be on our way. Just have to wait it out." Just then the leaders watch beeps. "Time." He says. The second hunter sighs with annoyance. "The longer we stay here the greater the chance this will stop working and they will be able to track him down." He says as he pulls a small case from one of the duffle backs in the back of the van. He opens the race and takes out a syringe and a nearly empty vial. "We're nearly out of the blocker too." He says drawing a measured dose into the syringe before unceremoniously jabbing it in Paul's arm and injecting him. "What, not afraid of a few wolves are ya boy-o?" The leader says with a chuckle. He drops Paul's arm and drops the syringe back into the case closing it with a snap. He gives Paul a vicious kick to the side earning a glare from the leader. With a laugh the hunter drops the case back in the duffle and drops down in the passenger seat.