Scott let the twins drive as they headed for the Hale house, Danny sat in the back seat next to him. Isaac riding in Theo's truck with the chimera followed behind then.
He hadn't believed it when Stiles called and told him that they had found Peter only they couldn't get to him or get him out. Why was nothing going their way? Frustrated, Scott called Chris, who then called the Winchesters and Ric, all of them were now headed out to see if anyone knew how to help Peter.
When they pulled in front of the ruined house, Scott was surprised to see how much work had been done on it. It seemed Peter had found a constructive way to spend his time. Scott was impressed, and made a note to remind himself to ask if the older man needed help.
Stiles and the others were seated on the porch stairs. They stood when the two trucks pulled up.
"Hey Scotty, how'd it go?" Scott winced, "not good."
"Sorry dude." His best friend patted him on the shoulder.
"So Peter?" he asked steering the conversation away.
"Oh, come here." Stiles took his arm and dragged him to the front door. About an inch from the front door, Stiles thrust both their hands out and hit nothing. Well he saw nothing but it felt like a wall.
"As far as we can tell it surrounds the whole house. Kol even jumped onto the roof and it's there too." Scott pushed his hand flat and ran his hand over the barrier, it felt cool to the touch and had no give. He sighed.
"Any ideas on how to break it?" Stiles shook his head.
"Fuck." He cursed.
"Kol, thinks he can hear us." Mason said, "I think whoever did this wants him to know we're here."
"Yet?" Danny asked, which had Stiles turning and look at their goalie, bewildered. Scott laughed, glad he wasn't the only one who had been taken by surprise by Danny.
"Wha?" Stiles asked mouth open, then he looked at Scott, "Where'd Danny come from?" Aiden and Kol snorted.
"I'll explain later." Scott said, before looking back at Mason, "Was there yet?"
The younger boy nodded, "Yeah, he can hear us but we can't hear him. Which means someone wants him to know we are here but they don't want us to know what's going on in there."
"Why?" Scott asked just as three more cars pulled up.
Mason waited until the others got out of their cars and joined them, Elijah was introduced, and then Mason restated what he'd been talking about before.
"Maybe they want him to hear something." Sam said. "Something they think is important."
Scott growled, "Like what? What could be so damn important that they've locked him inside his house just in hopes he hears it?" he growled again. This felt ridiculous. That someone would be mean enough to trap a man in a house, the same house that he been trapped, burned, and almost died years before. All in the hopes that Peter overheard something? Was someone trying to get Peter mad at them again? Trying to use the man to get to Scott's pack? Or was there another reason.
"I don't know." Mason shrugged.
"Can we just get him out, and worry about it later?" Scott asked. "He's been locked in there long enough."
"Let us take a look." Dean said.
Scott paced as the brothers and Ric walked a circle around the house. All three hunters poking and touching the invisible wall. The brothers even tossed salt at it. Nothing happened.
"Scotty breath." Stiles said stepping into his path, stopping his movements.
"I can't." Scott growled.
"Why not?" Ethan asked looking concerned.
"It feels…" He groaned, "Like my wolf is tearing at my skin. Like it wants to come out and rip apart the wall."
"Shit," the twins together. Aiden wasn't even standing with them.
"What?" Stiles asked. And Scott was grateful because he didn't think he could manage talking right now.
"He's worried about Peter." Ethan said.
"Duh." His best friend replied.
"No. The wolf. Not just Scott. It feels like one of his pack is threatened and it knows it can't get to him." Ethan said.
"It's worried and angry, meaning it's likely to resort to lashing out. Rage and fear is a quick way for one of us to lose control. You guys know that." Aiden said walking over. "Even with Scott's control. If his wolf tries hard enough it might gain control. At least for a moment."
Scott's pulse raced as he started to panic. If he lost control he could hurt a member of his pack, or one of the humans here with them. He took a deep breath letting out of his nose and tried to step away from Stiles.
"What do we do?" Stiles asked as the others noticing something was wrong started moving towards him. Scott shook his head, trying to resist the wolf's urge to attack the house.
"Ground him." The twins said together.
Scott was still stepping away from them when Stiles grabbed his wrist, ignoring Scott's claws, and pulled him back to the group.
"How?" Stiles asked.
"Like this." Chris said coming up behind him. Scott jumped when the man laid his hand on the back of his neck and squeezed. It was weird how it helped clear his head a little and made it so Scott could will his claws away. Then Mason's hand was on his shoulder, and the twins moved to touch his back.
Suddenly Scott could breathe again. Corey's touch quickly joined the packs, on Scott's upper arm just under Mason's hand. Theo and Isaac were the last two to touch him. Theo's hand above Stiles and Isacc took Scott's hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.
They stayed there long enough for him to gain control.
When the wolf inside him faded to the back of his mind, Scott started to feel embarrassed.
"Thanks guys," he said, looking away to try and hide his blush. Chris gave another squeeze at the back of his neck and as a group they all let go and backed away. Scott tried not to look at the hunters, Jeremy, and Kol who stood just off to the side watching them.
He cleared his throat, "I'm going to...go." The barely noticed Isaac following behind him as he rushed for the trees. He wasn't going to go far, just far enough away to hide until he felt less weird about what just happened.
Jeremy's POV
"He okay?" He asked the group as Scott took off towards the woods.
There was a snort from Stiles, "Scotty's embarrassed." Jeremy tried not to grin at the smirk on Stiles's face, "He'll be back."
"Soo," Mason said looking at the hunters, "You guys find anything to tell you what's going on?"
"No." The brothers said together, "No hex bags, no sigils, no wards, or any other magical marking. Not even a suspicious plant." Dean finished.
"Whatever is holding your pack-mate, it's not a witch or a druid. It's something powerful." Ric finished, "and that means we have to figure out what before we can break him out, sorry."
"Well me and Sammy, are going to head back to our motel, see if egghead here can find anything helpful in any of his books. Our friend Bobby is looking into a way to track the feral wolves. Hopefully tomorrow we can solve at least one of your y'all's problems." Dean said.
"Call us if there is any chance?" The taller Winchester said, already moving to follow his brother to their car.
Once they were in and drove away Stiles looked at his friends, and asked, "You think we make them nervous?" Next to him Kol burst out laughing.
"You're a group of supernatural creatures that defy everything they have been taught. You keep to yourselves, unless your pack or home is threatened, your surrounded by humans that know and accept what you are and well most of you are teenagers. Which they feel they should be protecting. Stiles, you confuse the bloody hell out of them."
"At least they're helping us and not hunting us." The shy kid, Corey, said, moving closer to his boyfriend.
Jeremy felt like this conversation was getting sidetracked, but instead of trying to correct it, he wandered towards the house.
"True." Jeremy heard Stiles reply.
He was trying to think over all the lore Ric had taught him. But all they really had to go on was whatever it was it wanted Peter to know his pack was near and had kept him locked away, that didn't really give Jeremy much to compare it too. Though-
"We need a plan," He heard Stiles say, "We can't just leave Peter here alone."
He ignored his friend and turned his head to look at Kol. There had been a moment when they walked around the house that Kol had frozen, a contemplative look on his face, then he smirked.
Jeremy had asked, "what?" But the stubborn vampire just walked away. Right after Scott had almost lost control and Jeremy had forgotten. He wondered now, if Kol knew more than he was saying.
"Kol," he whispered, the vampire tilted his head showing he heard him. "Do you know what's going on?"
They stared at each other for a few seconds before Kol shrugged.
"That's not an answer." Jeremy groaned. Kol just smirked.
Jeremy was giving serious consideration to staking the original when he stumbled over a floor board and fell...into the house.
"Fuck," he cursed as his back hit the ground.
"Well that's an entrance." A man's voice said. Jeremy tilted his head backwards to see an older man leaning against a doorway, eyebrow raised.
"How'd you get in?" The man, who Jeremy was assuming was Peter asked.
He pushed himself to his feet and looked around. Despite the run down and burnt look on the outside the house inside looked untouched. Weird. He moved towards the door, already suspecting he was now as trapped as the werewolf, but needed to make sure. He grabbed the door knob and yep, it was locked.
Peter cleared his throat. Jeremy looked at him, "what?" he asked.
"How'd you get in?" The man asked again, sounding annoyed.
"I fell." Jeremy answered. Peter rolled his eyes.
"Well whatever happened, your vampire is trying to smash the door to pieces. It's mildly amusing but won't work."
"You already tried didn't you?" Jeremy couldn't help but ask. The man smirked at him and walked into the room behind him. Jeremy feeling awkward followed him. They entered the kitchen and on the table was a plate of sandwiches and fruit. He looked at Peter in question.
"It just appears." The man said glaring at the food. Jeremy watched as Peter took a seat and then grabbed a sandwich and started munching on it. Figuring what the hell, he sat down and reached for one himself.
"So, do you know what has you trapped?" He asked around a bite of bread and turkey.