A/N.
Update a little early because I had someone from AO3 begging me to write another chapter and I simply couldn't resist. The chapter is going to start with Derek finding Liam.
WARNING: It will end in tears. Have tissues close by and don't worry, there'll be more.
Thanks to Silverdawn2167 for the review.

Chapter 10.
My darling I have suffered.

"Death never comes at therighttime, despite
what mortals believe. Death always comes like a thief."
―Christopher Pike,The Last Vampire

He shifted as soon as he came reached the forest. When he had gotten outside the house he had called Malia to hear if she knew where Liam where. She had only been able to tell him that the young teen where in the forest. She had told him that ever since the pack heard about his attack on Scott, the boy had been unwelcome and with that in his head he searched for a scent.

After an hour he had searched the entire forest, and he still hadn't found Scott's beta. As he neared the nematon, he saw a man sitting there. Scenting the air, he snarled.

Liam.

The teen flinched and turned his head sharply in Derek's direction. Deciding that he had already been seen, the Alpha moved away from the cover of the trees, his lips curled up in a silent snarl, eyes glowing crimson.

"Derek," the teen stuttered.

He growled and ran forward, slamming the teen onto (Please correct grammar error), ignoring the small whimper of pain he released.

"What did you do?" he growled up in the boy's face. "What did he do to deserve you beating him up, huh?" he said and let go of Liam and standing with his arms crossed, his wolf fighting to get out and beat the pup into submission.

The beta didn't move.

"I didn't do anything, Scott's fine."

And then Derek lost control.

His wolf broke free of it's restraints and he slammed Liam into a nearby tree so hard that he could hear his spine snapping, Liam screaming in pain as it happened. The air around them was quickly dominated by the pup's fear, real and heavy.

"Scott's fine," Derek asked/said in a mocking tone, "I would like you very much to define your 'Scott's fine' then," he snarled.

He let go of Liam and watched as he sank to the ground. He was just barely in control again.

"You almost killed him because you thought he killed your girl. I hate to bring it to you Liam but the bite would have killed her, she was too weak to make it." His tone emotionless, dead.

"Scott was at that time; already a mess and then you come and make it worse. He died because of you. You could just as well have killed him as Theo did."

Liam's expression turned frightened.

"Scott's dead," he whispered.

Derek sighed. This wasn't going as he planned. "No, he's not dead, but he lost his spark. He's my beta now," he stepped up in Liam's space, pointing his finger in the teen's face, "So if you come near him, I swear to God that I will kill you personally. Got it," he snarled.

The beta nodded. Derek turned around to walk away but stopped, "If he dies, I'm blaming you." And with that Derek left the forest and began to run back to Scott, hoping Isaac had been able to get him to talk.

He smiled a little as he thought about it. It was so clear that they loved each other. Isaac knew he liked Scott. He sighed as he thought back on what Scott had said, 'he shouldn't want me'. They liked each other and the Alpha was sure that the bond between them would save Scott.

Isaac POV.

He watched as Scott looked at the ground, looked at anywhere but him. The scent of shame and guilt was filling the air around them. It was so heavy that Isaac had trouble breathing in it.

"Scott," he said lowly, reaching forward to touch the older beta's shoulder. His hand had barely reached him, before Scott looked up and snarled at him, fangs and eyes showing, pulling his hand back, Isaac snarled in return, refusing to let Scott scare him away like the teen hoped.

"What's going on?" Scott asked, still not looking up.

Sighing Isaac shook his head, not knowing how to answer the other but settled for the truth.

"Everything has gone to hell. There's some kind of thing killing people randomly. They don't know what it is," he answered and looked down.

"I should have been there." He heard Scott whisper, "Not talking with . . . him," he continued quietly.

It got Isaac angry, "What could you have done, huh? You can barely walk, you are vulnerable. You know Derek won't let you out of his sight. You're his beta Scott. Take the chance to get to know him, he cares about you. Not every Alpha would stand by their beta's side when they have killed without control!" He yelled at the older teen.

His heart stopped as Scott looked up at him, his eyes wide and brown.

"What makes you think I wasn't in control?"

Isaac sucked in a breath, "You said . . ."

Scott laughed but there was no humor in it. Suddenly he bowed over and a coughing fit began. Always the quick thinker Isaac got Scott to lie down on his side as the cough's continued to overwhelm the former Alpha.

He moved out of the bed and got on his knees beside Scott's head, murmuring words of comfort. His mind was reeling. He thought Scott was getting better, but then again he had been put under so much stress that it could have been too much.

A fleek of something wet hit his face and when he went to wipe it away with his hand, it came away black. Stunned and scared his looked around Scott's mouth, black blood was tickling from the corner of the teen's mouth.

"No," he whispered.

Ignoring the now rattling breath coming from his friend, Isaac got his phone and called Derek. The Alpha picket up after one ring.

"What?"

"It's Scott, he's getting bad again," Isaac answered, panic just under the surface.

"Shit." He heard the Alpha mutter.

"Listen Isaac, I'm coming in just two minutes, try to call him down, just be there for him, okay?"

The beta found himself nodding without hesitation and was fast to hang up on Derek and get back to Scott. Sitting with his back against the wall, he laid Scott's head into his lap, braiding his fingers through the shorter boy's hair, smiling a little when he felt and heard the coughing subside to almost nothing.

The door to the bedroom was opened and Derek walked into the room, his face emotionless but his eyes wide and fearful.

"Move," was all he said and Isaac hurried off the bed, leaving the room to Derek who looked at him.

"Find Stiles, do or say something, I don't care, just tell him about the situation we have."

When he didn't move Derek yelled, "NOW Isaac!" and the beta ran out of the room.

Derek POV.

He watched as Isaac ran out, before returning his attention back to Scott. The beta had stopped coughing but the paleness and ragged breathing didn't sit well with the Alpha.

Gently he turned Scott, so the teen laid on his back and lifted up the beta's shirt. Gasping and looking away before he could lose what food he had eaten that day, he swallowed thickly.

"Scott," he whispered, getting the younger's attention. He almost whimpered at the empty stare he got. He reached out and petted Scott's cheek, before getting up and come back with a washcloth.

Ignoring the empty eyes of Scott, he began to wipe the blood away from the teen's face, Scott had only gotten paler as he was cleaned and it worried Derek more than he wanted to admit, it suddenly became obvious that Scott could die at any moment that his heart could stop and not begin to beat again.

At the thought of that Derek whined, a low noise in the back of his throat. A hand gripped his and made a tugging motion, pulling it towards the owner's throat.

It took a second for Derek to catch up and he yanked his hand back, a low snarl coming from him, making Scott curl around himself and look away from the Alpha.

"Please," he heard his pup plead with him.

Tears streamed down the Alpha's cheeks, he couldn't hold them in, a sob came from his mouth and Scott almost looked shocked, like he didn't know why Derek was crying.

He shook his head, "No Scott. You have to fight, please," he pleaded back.

He sighed again and lifted up the teen's shirt, the sight was expected, not welcome. The wound had reopened, blood leaking from the gashes and Derek swore he could see Scott heart struggle to beat. He lowered the shirt again and moved to sit in the bed, lifting Scott's upper body and head and laying it on his lap, stroking the teen's cheek, resting his fingers against his throat, letting more tears spill when he heard the pup sigh, it almost sounded like he was relived, that he truly believed that this would be his end.

Scott POV.

He was right; he closed his eyes as he felt his Alpha's claws penetrate the fragile skin on his throat, darkness entering his vision. For one moment everything was clear; he understood now that people that had been brought back from the dead said that they had seen their entire life flash through their head. He saw his happiest moment, but he also saw when he failed, when he failed as a friend, as an Alpha, as everything. He could hear his brother pleading with him, pleading and begging him to breath, but he couldn't, he was just so tired. His heart gave one last weak beat before stopping. And it wasn't starting again.

A/N.
If you cried during this, rest assured, so did I. I used an entire toilet roll as tissue paper. My God I think this chapter beats chapter seven. So review and I might update before my other stories.