A/N: Once again, thank you for your favourites and follows. They are all greatly appreciated. Well here is chapter four. This story is turning out to be a lot longer than I originally envisaged. I hope you stick with me and I hope you enjoy it. Reviews are welcomed as I love to hear what you have to say. Thank you.

CHAPTER FOUR

Allison looked down at her phone when it started to ring. She smiled when she saw that it was Scott. She was glad that he hadn't given up on her while she had been away over summer, even though she had broken up with him after that horrible night earlier in the year. She had known whilst she'd been away that she did love him and she wanted to be with him but she had still waited until she'd gotten home to contact him. She answered the phone smiling but her smile soon disappeared as Scott told her about Stiles. She told him that she and Lydia would be there as they could.

"What's happened now?" Lydia asked as Allison stood up and grabbed her keys.

"Stiles has been hurt, he's in hospital. We have to go."

Lydia's eyes opened wide and she nodded as she too grabbed her stuff and followed Allison out of the house. Lydia had to wonder why stuff like this kept happening to them. The summer had been so peaceful. Nothing strange had happened, at least nothing that she knew about and that was something that she was happy about. She had used that time to get used to the fact that Jackson had gone. She still missed him but when he left he told her that it was probably best if they didn't stay in touch. He told her that he loved her and probably always would, but he needed to get his head around what had happened to him. Lydia had nodded her head and kissed him goodbye before going home and crying for hours. After everything she had gone through, she had been hoping that she and Jackson could have been there for each other. When she came out of her revere she realised that they had arrived at the hospital. The two women got out of the car and made their way into the hospital.

Derek answered his phone and asked Scott if they had gotten away with being found at the warehouse. Isaac, Boyd, Peter and Erica were all watching him intently but they didn't need to have super sensitive hearing to know that something had happened, something bad. They heard Derek say that he would be there soon but more significantly, they heard how his voice and his stance had changed when Scott mentioned that Stiles had been hurt. They watched as his eyes grew red and his face turned to stone as he ended the call and turned towards the door. He didn't speak to any of the others as they just looked between each other and then they all followed him out of the door. Although, by the time they had reached the sidewalk, Derek was nowhere to be found.

Peter just stood there and shook his head. When the others asked him what they should do, he just shrugged his shoulder. He really didn't care all that much anyway. Isaac gave him a withering glare and he told the others to hurry up, that they would take his car. They all followed him and they piled into his car as he started the engine. The trip to the hospital was done quickly and when they pulled into the car park, they spotted Derek's car and they knew that he was already here. The four of them made their way into the hospital, looking for both Derek and Scott. The first person Isaac saw was Scott's mum. He went up to her directly and she took his arm as she watched the others who were with him. She knew why they were here. She told him that Stiles had been brought in about twenty minutes ago and he had been rushed into surgery. She directed them to the waiting room which was already filled with Stiles' friends. His dad however, wouldn't leave the surgery room door.

As soon as they entered, they saw Scott, Allison and Lydia siting together while Derek was standing by one of the windows, looking out and not moving. Peter walked over to his nephew, throwing a glance at Lydia. She just stared at him as the colour drained from her face. She knew that he was now helping Derek and the others against the alphas but that didn't mean that she was comfortable around him. He had attacked her, used her and she couldn't get over it. Allison looked over at her friend and she took her hand in hers and tried to comfort her. Scott looked at Peter and gave him a warning glare to which Peter shrugged as he went to stand by Derek. Isaac sat down next to the other three while Boyd and Erica sat in chairs close enough to hear what Scott was telling them. He had already told the girls why they had been at the warehouse but now he filled everyone in on how he had found Stiles. He explained that he thought that one of the alphas had most probably done it as the shelf was way too heavy to fall by itself. They all turned as one when they heard a low growl emanate from Derek. They saw Peter put his hand on his nephew's shoulder and whisper in his ear.

"He got hurt because he was helping us," Erica said softly as Boyd nodded his agreement.

"Why was he there anyway? I made sure to leave him at school."

Scott looked over at Isaac. "What do you mean? I thought you said that you couldn't find him when we left school."

"Yeah well. I told you that so that you wouldn't wait for him. I didn't want him to get hurt."

Derek had turned around and was glaring at them as he walked closer. Isaac instantly leant back from his alpha. He knew that Derek was beyond angry and he knew why. He was the only person who did.

"What the hell were you thinking of anyway? Going in there alone. You know that fighting a pack of alphas is not the way to do this."

"But it wasn't a pack when we got there. There was only one there when we got there. The others came later and that was when we called for you and Peter" Scott answered defensively. He hated having to explain himself to Derek. He wasn't part of his pack.

"And look what happened. Stiles got hurt."

"How did he even know how to find us?" Isaac asked to no one in particular.

Derek had the good grace to look shamed. He told them that he had been with Stiles when he had heard their call and Stiles had actually driven him to the warehouse district. The next thing he knew, he had six pairs of eyes looking at him intently.

"Why were you with Stiles?" Allison asked.

Derek had to think quickly, he didn't want them all to know what was happening between him and Stiles. It was all too new. He wanted to keep it to himself for a little while longer.

"I was actually looking for these two" he replied gruffly not wanting to look at anyone. Isaac simply smiles gently at him and then turned away, taking his cue from Derek's answer to not let anyone know what he knew. Allison on the other hand continued to stare at Derek, sensing that there was more to it than the alpha was actually saying. Even though she'd been back a couple of weeks and Scott had been forced to tell her what her mother had done to him and why Derek had bitten her to protect him, she still had quite a way to forgive him. She doubted that she ever would, not fully anyway. But she had gotten better at reading people and she could tell that there was something that Derek wasn't telling them.

Just then Scott's mum came into the waiting room wheeling a cart of refreshments. Scott stood up instantly and went to help her serve them out to everyone. He asked her if she had heard anything. Melissa told him that he was still in surgery, that he had had some swelling in the brain and they had to reduce it as soon as possible. After giving that brief explanation, she walked around the room, giving out food and drinks to everyone. She then left the room to find Stiles' father. She didn't have far to look, he hadn't moved from the hallway leading to the operating rooms since they wheeled his son in. She walked up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"John, I've brought you something to eat and drink" she said softly.

He turned to look at her with a sad smile on his face. She could feel his pain emanating from him and it broke her heart. She knew how she felt when Scott had been shot and she hated that he was going through that pain now. He took the coffee from her and he turned back to door, as he continued to look through the Perspex window. She put the plate of food back on the tray and returned to his side. She lowered her hand and linked her fingers through his as she took a hold of his hand. She felt him squeeze her hand gently and she gave a small smile. Their relationship was new and she always felt bad about not being able to tell him about Scott and the others but it wasn't her story to tell. They stood together like that for quite a while, neither of them speaking but they drew strength from each other. Twenty minutes later they stepped aside as the doctor came out of the operating room. He was removing his mask as he walked closer. Melissa could feel John tense up beside her and this time it was her turn to squeeze his hand to show her support.

"Mr Stilinski?"

"Yes."

"I'm Doctor Stanley Crossic. I operated on your son."

"How is he doing?"

"He had an intracranial bleed. We had to perform a decompressive craniectomy."

At John's blank look Doctor Crossic explained that they had to remove a part of his son's skull to allow give the brain room to swell. He told John that they would have to keep his son under observation until the swelling reduced and then they would re-attach the piece of skull that they had removed. John just stared at the doctor, not knowing what to say. How could this be happening to Stiles? His son was always so active. His ADD had been a burden when he'd been younger but in the last couple of years he had seemed to have gotten a handle on it. He loved his son dearly and it was tearing him apart to know that he had been injured so severely. He had to find out why he was there and there was only one person he could ask. Turning on his heel he headed back to the waiting room.

"Scott!" He all but yelled across the room.

Scott looked up at his best friend's father and he knew that the time had come for the hard questions. As he faced off against Sheriff Stilinski, he could see Derek walk out of the room. He let his eyes follow the older man until he turned down the hallway. He started to wonder where he was going but his attention was quickly brought back to Sheriff Stilinski when the older man came to stand in front of him.

"I want to know what the hell you and Stiles were doing down at the warehouse district?"

Scott had been thinking of a plausible explanation since he had realized that Stiles had been hurt. He had come up with one and he just hoped that Mr Stilinski believed him.

"Someone had called into the animal shelter saying that they had been told that there were dog fights being held down there. Stiles and I decided to go down and see if there was any truth to it."

"And did you?"

"Well when we arrived, there was a lot of loud growling and howling but when we got inside, there was nothing there. I did see some blood but there were no animals and no people so I said that I would have a look out the back to see if there were any cages and Stiles said that he would go to the car. By the time I reached the car, you and your officers were arriving and Stiles was nowhere to be seen."

John Stilinski kept watching Scott. He and Stiles had been friends for years and they always covered for each other but he also knew that Scott would never do anything to endanger his son's life so he nodded his head and put his hand on the younger man's shoulder and gave it a squeeze before he turned and walked out of the waiting room. As soon as he had walked away, Allison had gone to his side immediately. Scott looked down at her before he looked over at his mother. She knew that he was lying, something different had happened and she was sure that it had something to do with the wolves that he was friends with. She gave him a pointed look, one he knew well, it told him that he would tell her everything later. He gave her an imperceptible nod and she turned as well to follow Stiles' dad out of the room.

Derek made his way down the hallways toward the ICU where he knew that Stiles had been taken. He didn't need any directions, he could smell Stiles. He just followed his nose and soon enough he was standing outside the ward. He looked inside and he quickly calculated how he could gain access to the room. When the nurse walked down towards one of the other rooms, he opened the entry door and quickly walked over to Stiles' room. Entering the room quietly, he closed the door behind him and he looked over at the bed. He had seen many horrific things during his life but the sight of Stile's lying in that bed, hooked up to all sorts of tubes and machines made him feel sick. He walked over to the bed and gently took Stiles' hand in his, letting his thumb rub over the younger man's knuckles. As he sat beside him, he promised Stiles that he would find the alpha that did this and he would kill him.

"What do you mean alpha? What do you know about what happened to my son?"

Derek spun around quickly. He had been so preoccupied by Stiles that he hadn't even heard his father open the door. Now he had to explain what he meant.

"I asked you a question Mr Hale. What do you know about what happened to my son?"