All I can say is I apologise for this chapter. I literally gave up after a while because I just could not get it to work the way I wanted it to. So, I hope it doesn't disappoint TOO much

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Derek glanced over the marked off spots they had checked for Jackson. So far, they'd only caught faint scents of the other werewolf. But they knew he hadn't moved on. And they also knew that he'd scented them.

His eyes flicked up at where Scott was pacing. Isaac was out there right now, trying to see if he could find Jackson. Derek had promised that he'd stay with Scott, to keep an eye on the other werewolf.

"Scott, calm down. We'll find Jackson then we'll find Stiles. Alive. That's the whole reason we came down here. We're not gonna book it the moment we find Jackson." He said, knowing it was useless.

Scott just glanced at him once before he went back to pacing. Derek sighed as he watched him before turning away, answering his phone after the first ring.

"Hello?"

"Hey Derek. It's Allison. We….uhh…have a situation..."

Derek's eyes narrowed slightly at that comment before he replied calmly.

"What's wrong Allison?"

"Uhh. As you're aware it's been four days since Stiles went missing. Well, his dad's finally caught on that something's desperately wrong. We now have the entire police force out there looking for him. I managed to hide all the notes Stiles made concerning the pack. But it won't be long before they catch something that'll lead them to you. Especially once Melissa calls in saying that Scott is missing too.

She's getting home properly from the hospital tonight. Early too. So she'll notice that Scott isn't there and hasn't left her any sort of notice as to why. She may know that he's a werewolf, but that'll only increase her concern. After he explained everything to her…"

Derek let out a loud sigh. As if they didn't need more trouble.

"As I'm sure you're aware, Scott isn't exactly in the right mind to reassure his mother. I could…but I'm not sure how she'd take that. Can we trust you with that Allison? The less people we have searching for Stiles, the better. He's been kidnapped after all. The kidnappers are werewolves and they won't take kindly to the police getting involved."

"I can try. But Derek, there's no guarantee that's she'll even listen to me. Caring for these puppies alone is hard work. Not to mention that I'm worried about Stiles. And Scott. She'll tell that something is wrong. What am I supposed to say? That Stiles is kidnapped and could be killed if the police find him? And also that Scott could get himself killed trying to find Stiles? That'd make her go to them quicker."

Derek rolled his eyes when he saw the panic enter Scott's eyes. He let out a small growl, giving Scott a warning that the phone wouldn't stop him from darting forward and catching the other werewolf before he did something stupid.

"Just try what you can Allison. We just need enough time to find Jackson, get you and Lydia over here, and save Stiles' life. That's all we need. Then, Stiles' dad can know that we found him. And where he is."

Allison was about to agree when the sound of Derek's door being shoved open and the rapid movement of Lydia coming in to talk to Allison cut her off. She was probably well aware that Derek could hear her.

"Allison we have an even bigger problem. Melissa has already gone to the police and filed two missing person reports. I tried explaining to her about what they're doing but no luck. She also mentioned that they're gone but they're cars are still there. And that they haven't been to school in four days. Scott and Isaac are now on the list with Stiles for being found."

"Derek, you heard that right? We're gonna head up now. We don't have any more time. We need the three of you out there looking for Jackson. We'll be there by sundown."

With that, Allison hung up the phone.

Derek's eyes went straight to Scott again. Without a single word, he pocketed his phone before standing up and resting a hand on the younger boy's shoulder. He may not be as good at comforting him as Isaac was, but he'd have to make do for now.

"How long does that give us Derek?" Scott asked, his voice cracking a little.

"I…I'm not sure. A few days at-"

"How long Derek?!"

He sighed and allowed himself to move a little closer to Scott, anticipating the werewolf's reaction.

"Three days. Tops. It won't be long before they start calling the police outside of Beacon Hills. If someone who knows Stiles finds the wreckage of his car….they're gonna know. Once the police know, they'll be all over here within the hour."

As Derek had anticipated, Scott leant back against him, whimpering at the news. Instead of moving, Derek stayed still, one hand still settled on Scott's shoulder.

"And what about Jackson?"

"If we don't find Jackson in two days, we go without him. Allison and Lydia will be down here so we'll have enough help to at least distract the pack long enough to get Stiles out of there. I promise Scott, we'll get Stiles home safe."

Scott nodded, although Derek could tell that he didn't really believe him right now. The other werewolf was slowly falling apart, his hope dwindling. If they didn't find Stiles soon, Scott wouldn't be able to handle it. He'd become reckless and would get himself killed in an instant.

Shaking his head, Derek moved Scott over to the cheap couch in their motel room and sat him down. He was about to move when Scott's clawed hand dug into his arm and he let out a small whimper.

Silently, Derek sat down next to Scott and settled himself down, one arm resting over the back of the couch on Scott's side. The beta was pressed up against him in an instant, desperate for the comfort that came from being close to pack.

Again, Derek didn't say anything or move. Instead, he let him seek the comfort he needed. It was all he could do for the other werewolf right now anyway.

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They spent several hours in the same position when Isaac finally arrived back at the motel. Derek glanced up from where Scott was fitfully sleeping against his side. The look on the other werewolf's face told him that he had good and bad news.

"How'd it go Isaac?" He asked, giving the spot next to him a nod.

Isaac moved over to his alpha's other side, not sitting down just yet.

"I finally caught Jackson's scent. A fresh one. Followed it from Stiles' jeep all the way out quite deep in the forest. Derek….it wasn't just Jackson's scent that I found out there. Out by an old abandoned shed or something. I managed to get close to it and Stiles' scent is so strong there! So is that werewolf's that you scented before. I'm guessing that they're keeping Stiles there."

Derek took in Isaac's solemn expression. He knew then that there was a side to this that was troubling the beta.

"But?"

"Not a single werewolf was in sight. Not even a guard. I should've been noticed. I shouldn't have been able to even get close if they were guarding him. Derek, I think they want us to find him. I think they're using him as bait. They want our pack. Or at least you."

Derek opened his mouth to comment but Isaac cut him off, having one more thing to say.

"We can't let that stop us Derek. Alongside Stiles' scent, I smelt blood. A lot of it. My guess is that they've been torturing him, probably trying to get information out of him. But….He's getting weak Derek. I don't know how much more he can take before he cracks. Or worse, dies."

Derek let out a low growl at that. However his growl cut off suddenly when Scott whimpered, pressing closer to him and nuzzling his side, obviously not sleeping well. Derek let out a different growl, almost like the wolf equivalent of a purr, in the back of his throat, calming Scott instantly.

He then looked back up at Isaac where the beta looked absolutely wrecked. Derek couldn't even begin to think what it was like finding Stiles' scent like that.

Moving his arm from his side, he beckoned Isaac to the spot next to him on the couch. A grateful look crossed his face before he moved to Derek's side, nuzzling close and settling against him. Derek rested an arm on Isaac's shoulder like he had with Scott, soothing the werewolf with the touch.

Derek was about to tell him to rest when he heard the sound of Lydia and Allison arriving. He goes to get up but both betas cling to him, not letting him move an inch. Isaac is already looking sleepy and Scott is still resting uneasily, whimpering every so often until Derek calms him again.

He glances back towards the door when the girls knock once before coming in. The two of them take in the sight of Derek having the other two curled up against his sides. Allison looks worried while Lydia has a smug look on her face.

"Never would have put you to be the pack cuddle type Derek." She smirked, grinning widely when Derek let out a low growl in reply.

"Are they okay? I-is Stiles okay?" Allison asked, coming over and resting a hand on Scott's sleeping form.

Derek shook his head, glancing over both betas.

"They're not handling the best. They're trying to be strong but Scott especially is losing it. As for Stiles….He's been much better than what he is right now."

Lydia's grin vanished at that comment and she came to stand in front of Derek, a frown now on her face.

"Does that mean you've found him?" She asked.

"Isaac found him. Jackson led him to the place. I don't think Jackson wants to be found. But he's helped us find Stiles."

Both girls nodded at that, understanding what Derek is implying.

"So when do we go save him?"

"We're going to get our rest until night. Then, we're gonna get Stiles out of there."

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Stiles couldn't scream anymore. He didn't have the energy or the strength. Instead, he could only open his mouth and let out a hoarse sound. It was hard enough for him to raise his head to glare at his daily torturer.

"W-what now?"

"Another member of your pack found you. Isaac, I believe he was. Jackson, that wolf you were so fixed on not helping, led him here. Seems your pack will be coming for you soon. I also heard that Beacon Hills is being turned upside down in the search for you and those two teenagers in your pack. Which means the police will be looking for you. And if they find you before your pack does….well." He stopped talking and tapped a claw against Stiles' neck.

Stiles flinched painfully away from his claw. He couldn't help it now. His body was in so much pain that it visibly flinched from anything that had, or could, harm him. And he'd lost a lot of blood. So much that it mentally hurt him to stay conscious. All he wanted was to pass out and never wake up again. However, it was obvious that he hadn't yet lost enough blood to kill him. But three more days of it and he'd be dead.

And yet he knew that was all this werewolf was giving his pack. Three more days. Three more days to come save him and come right where they want them.

"So, it means we get to see how this turns out with all things considered. But, at least they're doing what my pack wanted so…it's a win-win for us anyway."

Stiles sighed before lowering his head, tempted to close his eyes again. The werewolf barely touched him now, apart from a few cuts here and there. But he was still in a lot of pain.

"Hey! Don't go passing out on me. I want to know something. And I know you'll reply truthfully this time. What makes you so special compared to the rest of your pack?"

Stiles' eyes widened slightly and he looked up.

"W-what?"

"You heard me. Why does your pack value your life over all the other members? What makes you so much more special?"

Stiles let out a very weak laugh, the gesture hurting him.

"Because, like you said, I'm a member of the pack. And when something happens to one of our members, we do everything in our power to help them. Because that's what it means to be part of the Hale pack. We're not just a pack, we're a family. I'll admit, a pretty damn dysfunctional family, but still a family." He answered with a slight smirk.

The werewolf glared at him, scanning his eyes but seeing no lie in what Stiles had said. Turning in annoyance, he began to pace.

"But why?! I can understand them doing that for other werewolves. The feeling of loyalty and affection towards another werewolf in your pack is natural. But it is pretty rare for a pack to include humans. Not unheard of mind you. But rare. Most werewolves won't go through the added stress of one human. And here your pack has three!"

Stiles watched him before sighing.

"You don't understand because you've never experienced it. You don't know what it's like so you can't understand why other wolves would go through that. I can't really answer why the pack keeps me, Allison or Lydia around, but they do."

The werewolf stared at him for a minute before his gaze hardened and he turned away, leaving without the usual electrocution.

"We shall see how much they really value your life once they come here. If they show that is."

Well, I gave you Derek + his puppies. Just not actual puppies. This time, it's cuteness with the pack puppies. The actual puppies will be back soon. Promise.

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