The rest of the pack looks at Eric in shock. Eric looks down at the silent phone a moment before sliding it in his pocket. "My family's crimes?" He finally says. "What could your family have done to attract this type of attention?" Scott asks. "I have no idea. My mom is a home maker. She stayed home and raised us. She's been living off of the health insurance from my father's death. Everything is paid off, there were some investments. She just sits around and reads most of the day. My brother works in construction. My two sisters wouldn't harm anyone." "This guy sounds crazy. He says you have to do as he says, but hangs up on you before he says anything?" Jackson scoffs moving next to Eric and putting his arm around the trembling wolfs shoulders. "This whole thing doesn't make sense." Stiles says. Pulling his phone out he logs on to the secure website Danny had set up for them and locates the information on the Chan pack. "Chan pack is not far away. I've sent an email requesting an immediate audience with Alpha Chan and their emissary. Hopefully….." Stiles starts to say but trails off as his hands begin to shake. "Hey" Eric says pulling Stiles in close. "If you freak out I'm going to freak out and if I freak out someone is going to get hurt. Stay with us." Stiles takes a deep shaky breath calming as Scott, Eric and Jackson do their best to comfort him over the bond. "I'm sorry. Not used to dealing with this kind of stuff as a wolf. My Alpha, my mate." Stiles says eyes burning yellow a moment. Eric pulls Stiles close and hugs him tightly before he pulls back and looks in to his eyes. "Listen to me Stiles. We're going to find our mates, we're going to find our Alpha. Our human sides will do that. Then once our mates are safe we are going to let our wolves rend the flesh from the bones of those responsible. We will bathe in their blood." Stiles and Eric both snarl staring in to each other's wolfen eyes for a moment before they both step back. "Promise of a blood bath as a means of calming the wolf. Never tried that before." Stiles says with a smirk. Our wolves trust us, love us. They know they are more likely to get to destroy these threats to our pack if they let us find them first." Eric gestures back towards the front of the house. "Let's not keep them waiting."
They are just turning back on to the main road when Stiles's phone rings with a call from an unknown number. "Hello?" He says answering hesitantly. "James Chan." The voice on the line says. "Alpha Chan I need your help." Stiles says placing the phone on speaker. "I'm listening." The Alpha says. "I am Stiles Stilinski Alpha Mate to Derek Hale. I have urgent business to discuss with you." There is a brief silence on the phone. Stiles is about to ask if the Alpha was still there when he speaks. "I take it you are nearby?" "Yes." Stiles answers simply. "How many are with you?" He asks suspiciously. "Three Betas, we need your help. Desperately." "Derek has the reputation of an honorable man and a good Alpha I assume since he is not the one asking for help he is not with you. Why would he send his mate so far from his territory?" Stiles tries and almost succeeds in keeping his voice even. "He and his second are missing." After another moments silence. "I see." Then the line goes dead. "I think he hung up on me." Stiles says in shock. A few seconds later his phone beeps with an inbound text message. Stiles opens the message. "It's an address. I guess we get to see him after all." Jackson shakes his head. "I don't like this how do we know he's not in on this? How do we know it's not a land grab? He could have used an intermediary, got the hunters to go after Jones pack. Derek and Isaac are an added bonus. If he can wipe us out too then he gets Hale territory as well." "I think he's sincere." Stiles says. "Just being cautious. He may know that the Jones pack has gone silent." "What do we know about them?" Scott asks. Stiles works his phone for a moment pulling up information on the Chan pack. "Let's see James Chan 50 years old he's been Alpha for 20 years. Looks like he's kept things small and on the down low like the Jones pack. Has 10 Beta's and land roughly twice the size of Jones's." "So we could be facing 10 wolves, an Alpha and their emissary." Jackson says dryly. "Or they could be willing to help." Eric says. "How far away are we from that address?" He asks Scott. "About 30 minutes." Scott says merging on to the highway and speeding up. Eric leans back and takes a deep breath. Jackson takes his hand and squeezes. "We're going to find them it's going to be OK." Jackson says reassuringly. Eric pulls his phone and sends a text message.
To Isaac: I want to see that they are both still alive.
Moments later he gets a reply.
From Isaac: what's the magic word
Eric grits his teeth in anger eyes a dark fiery orange as he Beta shifts. "Fucker wants to play games. I'm going to rip his heart out and play in is mother fucking blood!" "Easy." Jackson says. "Don't break your phone we need that right now." Jackson puts his hand on Eric's that was gripping the phone so tightly the screen had cracked.
To Isaac: Please.
From Isaac: Please what?
Eric takes a deep breath before responding. Exhaling heavily willing the wolf to back down before he replies.
To Isaac: Please let me see that Isaac and Derek are alive.
From Isaac: As you wish.
A few minutes later his phone beeps with an incoming video message. Stiles leans over the seat in to the back of the car to see.
The video shows Derek and Isaac in what appears to be a closet or storage room chained to some pipes in the wall. Their clothes are tattered and blood stained. Derek appears to be unconscious Isaac's staring at someone out of the cameras field of vision. A look of fury on his face. "Say hello to your mate." The voice from earlier says. Isaac says nothing. "Hold this please." The voice says. The phone jostles a little then someone walks in to frame. "Will you say hello to your mate?" He asks. Isaac growls. "Rude." The man sighs before he kicks Isaac several times in the face. The blows send Isaac's head banging in to the metal pipes behind him. When the man stops Isaac looks dazed, his face bloody. The man careful to keep his back to the camera pulls a knife and steps over to Derek. "I don't really need your Alpha you know." He says breathing hard. He puts the knife to Derek's throat. "Such a simple thing to say hello to the one you love. Would you really be responsible for the death of your Alpha rather than say hello to your mate?" Isaac is silent but when the man presses the knife against Derek's throat he speaks. "OK! Please don't hurt him. Isaac turns to the camera. "Eric… We're alive. Derek is drugged but alive. Please Please. Stay home stay safe! Don't do anything he….." That earns Isaac another several kicks to the chest and face. "Now now Isaac, you and I both know that a mate would be quite incapable of staying away." The man backs out of the shot. "I'll be in touch Mr. Anderson."
"He's not a wolf." Jackson says. "You're right." Stiles says he got pretty winded. "He made sure to keep his face out of the shot. Like I would recognize him. I can't place that voice though." Eric says trying to focus and not get lost in fury over seeing Isaac's battered face. "I have a feeling they don't have much man power." Eric says. "Safer to keep the Alpha unconscious." Stiles says. Derek and Isaac could break those pipes easily. That could be a good thing." Stiles says turning around in his seat and facing forward. "Seems kind of ad hoc to me." Eric says. "Like maybe this wasn't planned out very well, maybe they didn't expect Derek and Isaac to be there." "No…no.." Scott says. "Alpha Jones said they were there for Derek and Isaac." "Plus they had someone cover their scent." Stiles says. "You're right." Eric says. "I just won't understand what crimes my family could have committed that would warrant something like this." "Could it be something to do with your father?" Stiles asks hesitantly. Eric frowns for a moment. "I can't imagine what. He was a police officer but not a high ranking one. He didn't take down any huge crime families. He was just a local detective."
"Pull over up here I want to get something to eat." Jackson says. "We need to get to Alpha Chan." Stiles snaps. "Stiles we've not had any food. The day doesn't look like it's going to be over any time soon. Go through the drive through get some food so we're not facing another pack on an empty stomach." Stiles exhales heavily. "Fine." He says looking down at his lap. Jackson leans forward and gently massages Stile's neck and shoulders. "We're going to work through this we always do. You'll come up with a plan we'll all kick some ass and then we'll go home." Stiles chuckles softly. "Getting soft in your old age Jackson that almost sounded like a compliment." "Hah." Jackson says leaning back in his seat. "Older maybe but I'm still the hottest one in the pack." "Keep telling yourself that buddy." Scott says. Eric leans over and wraps his arm around Jackson's and puts his head on his shoulder. The scent of Eric's tears causes the blond wolf to turn and pull Eric's hands in to his. "shhh. It's going to be OK, they are both alive. We're going to find them you'll see." "I'm so scared." Eric whispers shaking slightly. Jackson pulls Eric in to his lap wrapping his arms around him and putting his chin on the older man's shoulder. He rubs his hands up and down Eric's arms whispering soft reassurances while Eric whimpers and cries softly.
