Chapter 7 – Kidnapped

Erin cursed when the light before her changed to red causing her to reluctantly stop. She didn't need any more delay right now since she was late meeting her brother and Stiles. Knowing Stiles, he would surely guilt trip her into something for her lateness. Erin reached over to the passenger seat to get her cell phone from her bag to text them to tell them she was on her way.

She began typing out her text into the phone until her car was violently jerked forwarded.

"Great!" She yelled. She looked in her rear view mirror to see that a black van had hit her. Erin put her cell phone in her pocket and got out to access the damage.

A guy stepped out of the van and walked towards her. "I'm so sorry; I don't know what happened."

Erin couldn't be angry at the man. He looked genuinely shaken up by the whole thing. "It's fine. Just tell me you have insurance."

"I have some papers in the van," he told her nodding towards the van. She nodded and he walked back to the driver's door. Erin bent down to examine the damage done to her bumper. She would definitely need a new one. She heard the man approaching, apologising profusely

"Really, it's fine." Erin stood up from the ground and suddenly the man in front of her was holding the back of her head and placing a cloth over her mouth. Erin began to panic and immediately tried to push him away and tried to speak, which was her first mistake. She inhaled whatever chemical the cloth had been soaked in and she went dizzy. After she felt something pierce her neck everything went black. Her last thought was Scott and Stiles are going to be worried.

Stiles and Scott stood outside the coffee shop in the mall. Stiles was accessing every face that entered the mall looking for Erin. He and Scott had raced home after school to tell her Stiles was taking Lydia to the winter formal and they needed Erin to help them pick out suits. Erin had just stepped out of the shower so she told them she would meet them at the mall in half an hour time so she could get dressed and dry her hair.

"Where is she?" Stiles asked looking at yet another brunette enter the mall that wasn't Erin. "She said she'd be half an hour and it's been almost an hour"

"When has she ever let us down before?" Scott asked him. "She's probably stuck in traffic."

"She needs to hurry up," Stiles moaned. "I need to find the perfect suit."

Scott laughed. "Chill out, she'll be here," he assured him. "Let's get her a coffee ready"

Erin tried opening her eyes and lifting her head, but it hurt and her eyes were heavy. She wanted nothing more than to go to sleep, but knew she couldn't. She was in trouble. She remembered being in her car and waiting for the light to change when someone hit the back of her vehicle. She had got out to access the damage and then everything moved so fast she didn't trust that her memories were true.

Three masked men rushed from the van that had hit her and grabbed her before she had chance to realise what was happening. They had thrown her in to the back of the van and then she felt a needle in her neck. She had woken up tied to a chair and felt like she had the worst hangover.

The first thing she registered was that she was cold; a strange chill coming from somewhere was giving her goose bumps. Her head hurt and she could taste her own blood. She figured she had either hit her mouth somewhere or someone had hit her, maybe trying to wake her. The second ting she registered was how thirsty she was. She felt like she would literally kill for a drink right now.

"Oh look who has finally woken up?" Erin had acknowledged the voice belonging to a female, but her vision was too faltered to recognize a face.

Erin slowly raised her head and saw she was in some kind of abandoned building that appeared to be an old warehouse. "Where am I?"

"Ah sweetie that's the least of your problems right now." The voice was behind her and the sound of heels on concrete approached her. The person grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. "Hi honey," a sickly sweet voice said.

Erin's eyes widened in horror. Her captor was Kate. She knew the things Kate was capable of from Derek. Kate laughed. "No need to worry, darling. If you help me you'll get out of here in one piece." Kate released Erin's hair and walked in front of her.

Stiles pressed the 'end call' button angrily. "Voicemail," he groaned to Scott for the tenth time. They had finished shopping and Erin had still not arrived.

"Maybe her battery is flat," Scott suggested unhelpfully.

"No, something's wrong" Stiles sighed "this isn't like Erin, she would never ditch us, and you know it"

"Your right, call Derek see if he's heard from her" Scott told his friend taking his own phone from his pocket "I'll call home, make sure she's not there"

"What did you give me?" Erin asked letting her head hang, her chin touching her chest. Her head hurt too much to hold it up.

"It will wear off soon," Kate advised her leaning on a table which held a few tools that Erin only noticed now. Even if I get out alive, this is going to hurt, Erin thought. Kate ran her fingers over the tools. "So what do you know about the alpha?"

Erin managed to hold her head up and looked at Kate. Derek had prepared her for this when they had discussed it. If she were to be caught then she was to pretend she knew nothing of werewolves. When they had the conversation Erin didn't think it would ever happen. "Know about what?" Erin asked, spitting out of blood in the process.

"Ah come on, you're Derek Hale's girlfriend. Don't play dumb." Kate sighed. "It really doesn't suit you."

"What's Derek got to do with this?" Kate clearly didn't have any patience and closed the small distance between the table and Erin. Without giving it a second thought, Kate punched her in the face then, gave her a second to recover and punched her in the ribs. Erin spat blood out again

"I don't know anything!" Erin gave in; she never had had a high pain threshold.

"She called Derek over an hour ago to say she wanted to meet him at 8 instead of 7 because she was coming shopping with us," Stiles informed Scott.

"She's not home either," Scott told him. "Mom said she left an hour ago. Something's really wrong." Scott began to panic.

"Derek is going to meet us at your place. He told us to drive the route she'd take here; see if we see anything out of place."

"Why?" Scott began walking towards the exit. "What does he thinks happened to her?"

"I don't know, but it can't be good."

Kate composed herself and knelt in front of Erin. "Fine, questions are boring anyway." Kate smiled "I didn't grab you for that anyway. We can have some fun while we wait for Derek to come rescue you. He's the one with the real answers."

Kate walked to the table with the instruments on it. "You know he told me he loved me after about 3 weeks. He was like a lost little puppy dog, it was so sweet." Kate laughed. "He had no idea. Has he told you he loves you yet?" Kate enquired.

"He doesn't have to." Erin took a deep breath. She was sure Kate had broken a few of her ribs. "The fact you took me to get to him tells me everything I need to know."

Erin smiled, but it began to fall when Kate pick up a scalpel and advanced towards her once more.

Derek, Stiles and Scott sat in Derek's living room. Scott and Stiles had come across Erin's car on the way home, engine running, door open, and back bumper hanging off. They had called Derek who told them to go straight to his house. Stiles watched Scott pace and Derek stare out of the window into the darkness of the woods. Stiles had never seen him look so calm and serene, but could feel the anger pulsating off him. He didn't want to be whoever had taken Erin-they were in for a whole world of pain. Stiles returned his attention back to his laptop that lay open on his lap

"What's going on?" Scott asked pacing in front of the fireplace. "Where is she?"

"I don't know," Derek told him, not moving his gaze from outside. "But they've taken her because of me. They must have seen us together. I should have known better."

Within a blink of an eye, his fist launched forward and made contact with the window frame.

"We need to call the cops," Scott stated.

"No. It will take them days to find her, weeks maybe," Derek said.

"This is all my fault. I never should have bought her in to all of this," Scott said, sitting on the nearest chair and putting his head in his hands.

"There's no point in blaming ourselves," Stiles told him. "We just need to get her back."

"And how do you propose we do that?"

"I think I can track her phone," Stiles announced clicking buttons on his computer. "I just need to figure out her password." Stiles pressed the enter button and they all heard the incorrect tone chime.

"Try Jacob Black," Derek suggested walking to look over Stiles shoulder.

"What?"

"Just do it." Derek had spent enough time with her to know she was bordering on obsession with The Twilight Saga and Jacob.

Stiles typed the name in and pressed enter. "..And we have lift off."

"I know that place," Derek announced looking at the green dot on the screen. "It's an old abandoned warehouse. It use to make mugs and stuff when I was a kid."

"I'm coming with you," Scott told him.

"No you're not."

"She's my sister."

"Yeah and whoever took her, took her cause they want me. They don't know about you and we both know there's no way she will have given you up. They already know what I am."

"You can't stop me!"

"Watch me," Derek told him as he pushed him resulting in Scott shifting. Scott pushed Derek back making Derek change as well.

"Stop this!" Stiles yelled, standing up in between them as they stood growling at one another. "This isn't going to get her back! You know this is a trap right?" Stiles sat back down after making sure both werewolves had calmed down.

"What are you talking about?" Scott asked.

"Come on, its common knowledge you can track a cell phone so, why haven't whoever took her turned it off?"

"They're trying to flush me out!" Derek announced kicking a chair across the room angrily.

"We need a plan," Scott announced.

"A good one would be nice," Stiles muttered, folding his arms over his chest when he reclined back into the sofa.

A/N: Only another 2-3 chapter left to this so keep a look out. Please review :) x

As always a HUGE thank you to Velvet Light for beta/ideas/helping :) x