I'm not sure how I found my way there. Though I feel bad for the deputy whose head I almost tore off when he told me I couldn't go inside. We're at each other's throats until we hear Noah call out, "That's his boyfriend. Let him in maybe something besides my son and his daughter is missing."

I try not to puff out my chest much like my wolf is at hearing that and it took a whole lot more effort to do so. I get to Noah's side where he pulls me into a hug as he whispers into my ear, "Can you tell me who's blood this is?" he leads me to Clare's bedroom door that's caved and smashed in. I notice how the closet door was ripped from the hinges telling me what had happened. Stiles must have heard the apartment building's front door first and hearing what I said he must have hidden in here when he realized he had no good escape route and then he had stashed Clare in the closet.

I watch the Sheriff swab at some of the blood and the ground looking around he hands it to me when he deems it safe to do so. I lift it up and I know I start to shift when Noah takes the little q tip away from me.

"It's Stile's blood," he asks as I nod my head.

As he tries to lead me out I stop when I notice a broken bat with blood on it as well, but the scent I'm catching isn't Stile's blood but a wolf's blood. I point to the bat, "That's not. Stiles must have gotten a good enough hit in to shatter the bat and catch some of the blood."

"My boy sure is smart, isn't it. Look take a small piece with you and see if you can catch the trail. I'm sure you know Stiles and Clare's scents well enough not to need anything of theirs."

I nod my head, "I spent most of our time together here if I didn't need at one of my buildings or the office."

"How about you go out there and find my son and granddaughter and we all can sit down and talk about him taking you back. If he doesn't I'd knock some sense into his thick skull if I need to."

I pat his shoulder as I take the small chip of the bat with blood on it from the floor, "thanks, Noah. I'll find them and make sure that you can do just I can do what I need to to win both of them back."

Noah laughs as he pats my shoulder, "Not with Clare, you don't. Just maybe apologize for leaving her even if it's her father's fault. Now go find them and bring them home."

I smile as I make my way out and smell the small piece of wood in my hand. I can smell Stiles' scent that's heavily laced into the wood of the bat, but the blood tries to overpower it. I hope this will lead me to Stiles or I might need to ask the witch that's a tenant in my building to do a spell for me.

Though catching Stiles and Clare's scents along with the hint of the wolf that took them. I start to follow, but not before I conference call my mother and my lil pack. I simply tell them that the Sheriff's son and granddaughter had been talking and he's asking for my… I mean our help. My lil pack tells me right away they're on their way to my location and my mother says that I should be careful and if I need to call for help.

I hand up and decide that I'll shift into my wolf form glad that I had decided to wear my underwear that will shift with me since I don't want to scar Clare. I wait until I hear an almost silent howl telling me that the 3 betas are almost on my location. I'd smile more if I could as I rub my side against the entrance. I try to keep more like a wolf as I quietly make my way inside following the noise of rattling chains and Stiles being Stiles and not shutting up.

When he says a name I stop moving almost completely, "Heather, what the hell are you doing?"

"Taking back what's mine, Stiles. I can't believe you replaced me with a fucking Hale. You and Clare are mine."

"Heather, what the hell is going on? Why are your eyes red? By the way what the hell do you mean we're yours?"

She must have been bitten or just driven mad, but what could have brought this on.

"I'm an alpha werewolf, Stiles. I knew the only way I could get you back was with this kind of power."

"What happened to the woman that abandoned her 3-month-old daughter at my father's doorstep with a note saying it was that or killing her. So you left her with me which as I recall you called a worse thing than death. Now, where is MY daughter?"

"A nice place where she can't hear mommy and daddy fight? So it's either you choose to come back to me and convince your still sniveling brat to as well or I guess you both can die chained up here in this cave that no one will find."

I almost want to jump out and just rip her throat out with my teeth, but what if in my searching I can't find Clare. If I don't get her out of here and fast Stiles would never forgive me.

"You'd never met her mother, Heather. You're just the woman that abandoned her instead as you put it did a mercy killing just cause you knew you'd end up in jail or the loony bin. I should have listened to my father and stayed away from you, but then again I wouldn't have Clare."

That's it Stiles keep her attention on you, but don't piss her off. I'll get Clare out of here before I rip this bitch's head off and we can make it back home for lunch. I slowly walk around them keeping to the shadowings trying to find Clare.

"Be careful Stiles she might ned up finding a way to meet your mother sooner than I'd plan."

I stop moving as Stiles spits out, "At least then she'd know what a woman would really be like."

I try to stop myself from making my way back over there and ripping her throat out as I hear a hand make an impact with a face and chains rattling as they move and hit the floor with who their holding. Still, I hear him get up slowly but surely as I hear him start to fight against the chains even more. I try even harder to block his sounds out and focus on the sounds his daughter could be making. Even still in my head, I'm shouting, "How dare she hit our mate! I'll make sure that bitch regrets ever harming Stiles or Clare. Clare, focus on her to stay on track. You need to find Clare. Heather won't kill Stiles before she'd harm Clare in front of him first in her twisted fantasy.

I find her in a back corner of a passageway chained down with a simple flashlight shining on her probably for she can see her mother or for Stiles to watch as Heather would kill Clare. As I make my way towards her I shift into my beta form so I can move a few things plus see a bit better in the poor lighting. As I make my way closer Clare starts screaming for Stiles and me making me worry that Heather might make her way back here to see what the screaming is all about. I shift back into my human form as I slowly make my way to her. When she takes notice of the change and just who is in front of her she looks into my eyes and I let her know with just my eyes how much I love her, care for her, and just how worried I am for both her and her father. I watch as the relief seeps into her bones and she seems to try to reach for me pulling on her chains calling out my name.

I try to quietly shush her, "It's alright princess. We'll get out of her I promise you."

Anyways who the hell chains up a 4-year-old kid like this not counting leaving her with enough light to see just who had killed her. I make quick use of my strength and claws to rip the chains from Clare's wrists and ankles before I take her into my arms for an even tighter hug.

I hear her crying softly and quietly, "Derek, don't leave again, please. Don't leave us again."

I nod my head as I wrap my arms around her and place her head in the crevice between my neck and shoulder giving her comfort and hiding anything unsightly from her. I have to bite my tongue to hold back my shift and strength when I hear yet another hit that's probably for Stiles. I'm almost at the entrance when I run into my betas.

I end up growling at them, "What the hell took you guys?"

"Sorry, but Isaac here our tracker followed the wrong path."

I sigh as I try to hand off Clare only to have her start screaming as if I had stabbed her and twisted the knife while it was still inside. I try to shush her, but when the impact on my back along with the sounds of chains I know the angry crazy bitch that is her mother had heard and isn't so happy with me being here.

"Who gave you permission o touch what's mine?"

I groan as I feel the bits of something sharp move in my back. What the hell did the bitch throw at me? Still, I'm able to growl out glad I was able to at least react fast enough to wrap myself around Clare protecting her from the impact, "Who the hell says she's yours?" I look at the scared little girl that has her father's freckles and moles along with his eyes, "Clare, I need you to go with erica. Remember her she's setting up your birthday party."

The lil girl nods her head slowly, but she's still holding onto me tightly, "Clare, I need you to let go and go with her. I'll be right behind you. When I come to pick you up daddy will be with me. The deal," I hold out my pinky ignoring the feral growls and what sound slike Stiles whimpering in pain. Clare nods her head as she takes my pinky in hers and as soon as she lets go Erica takes her in her arms and runs off, "Go with her. Now. Go with her and call the sheriff."

I know the betas are questioning me, but they still race after Erica and I knock this Heather down as she tries to follow them. I really look round ignoring the sharps in my back to spot Stiles laying on the ground bleeding badly, but he's awake or fighting to be with wide eyes as he looks at me.

I hear this woman growl, "What are you doing? You're in the way between me and my pup."

"Good," I groan out, "Then that means she'll be safe from you. Now all I have to be sure is her father will be as well. It's a fight between you and me. Let's see how much power you really have."

To tell the truth I lose track of time as I'm tossed around and trade blows with this psychotic bitch, but when she's on the ground I know there's only one way to end the fight. I lengthen my claws and quickly use them to take off her head. I race over to Stiles picking him up not even checking his vitals. I just know that the hospital isn't that far and I'd get him there in 5 minutes or less if I run as fast as my legs would allow me.

I make my way there glad that I already see my betas sitting there in the waiting room looking beyond worried with the Sheriff.

"Someone help, please," I shout as I walk more inside, "Please help he's hurt. He won't stop bleeding."

I fight my instincts to keep my mate close by for I can protect him from the doctors and nurses can take him from my arms. I barely notice the bag of clothing and being pushed into a bathroom. I watch as the light flickers on and I'm faced with my ragged reflection. I look like I've been hell and back. In a way I have. I watch as I flash my eyes to see blood red staring back. I sigh as I try to clean myself up glad that my phone is inside.

I call my mother and she answers on the first ring, "Derek, is that you? Are you alright?"

I let out a rough laugh that sounds more like someone is trying to strangle me before I answer her, "Yeah, mom it's me. I'm alright… It's just I had to kill her. I had to kill the wolf who ended up being a feral alpha obsessed with Stiles and Clare."

"Oh, baby. I'll be right there."

"Okay, we're at the hospital waiting for the news on how the 2 of them are doing."

I hang up the phone and make my way out the door into Noah's arms. When I feel them around me I can't help but let myself cry in relief that Clare is okay, but in worry as well about how Stiles is doing. I'm led to a chair where one of the betas forces a cup of coffee into my hands.

Noah is the first to speak, "Melissa, is working today so she'll keep us more updated on how they're doing. Though they already said Stiles is lucky you got him here when you did."

I whimper as I nod my head, "I had to beta shift to get here. I almost turned into what she was."

"Who was it? Who had taken my son for I kill them myself?"

I let out another strangled laugh, "Heather. Clare's mother took them in her twisted fantasy that they belong to her and her alone. If she couldn't have them then no one could. Don't worry though I severed her head and made it so no one can find the body… Or at least Peter is."

"Good, let's make up a story later and just worry about Stiles and Clare."

I watch as a woman with dark curly hair and beautiful eyes and face make her way over to us. She hugs Noah first then she leans down to wrap me in her arms even tighter than she had the sheriff.

"Thank you so much for saving them, Derek. They're all Noah has in the world… What we all have in the world and I'm not sure what would have happened if we lost them," she pulls away as we hear clicking of my mother's heels.

"Oh, Sheriff Stinlinski I'm sorry to hear what had happened. I'm so glad Derek was able to find them and bring them here."

The sheriff sighs as he finds himself in the seat next to mine as he pats my shoulder before he grips sit tight, "So am I. Clare and Stiles are lucky that Derek saved him the way he did but at a cost."

I watch my mother nod her head, "I know. Though my brother is taking care of the clean up besides the evidence to show a bit of the story. Though I have to ask why did you call my son instead of me?"

Noah looks at me and I shrug my shoulder and he sighs, "Our boys were dating for a few months until Stiles found out Derek's lil secret and he freaked. I know my son still loves yours so when this happened I knew who to call. Though to find out that it was Clare's own mother I'm not sure what to do."

"I'll call around to find out what happened. Though I'll leave that until we find out if they the children are alright."

"That's part of why I came out here, Talia. I came to say that they were able to stabilize Stiles just a bit ago. Though he's in surgery at the moment to fix some of his more deeper wounds," Noah squeezes my shoulder hard as if to keep me grounded, "While Clare has marks from whatever she was tied up with and a few cuts and bruises from something. Though we did pull a claw from her hand. I snagged it though, but I'm not sure what it was from."

Erica speaks up for the first time since I walked in, "She threw a small bucket of claws at them, but I think most were from dead betas."

Talia nods as she pulls out her phone, "Then I have to call some packs nearby to tell them that this Heather is dealt with. Excuse me I'll be right back. And Derek your siblings and father are on the way. I'm sure they'll love to know about how your boyfriend and daughter are doing."

Noah laughs as he looks at me, "Stiles always had wished for a large family. Now I guess he gets one. Aren't I right, Mellissa?"

I watch the dark haired woman nod and laugh, "Yeah, look I'm going to call Scott and tell him Stiles and Clare are alright here. I'm sure he's worried about how his brother is doing."

With that, she leaves and I'm left in my own mind thinking of the worse scenarios that could still happen and as if they can read my mind Boyd, Isaac, and Erica wrap their arms around me as Noah squeezes my shoulder even harder. Yet my mind is still on the last images of Clare and Stiles both so hurt and fragile in my arms all hurt by this woman that was Clare's mother and Stiles Ex… whatever. A woman that believed leaving her daughter with Stiles was a worse punishment for being born than death. How wrong was she? Stiles is a perfect loving father that would give the entire universe to his daughter if he could.

I sigh as I lean my head back as I wait for the next piece of news on the 2. I don't fall asleep but I buried myself deep in my thought I didn't notice my family sit down across from us. When I finally do I notice Melissa walking out of the hospital doors towards us. I shake the sheriff awake as I quickly stand up clenching my hands into a fist to stay calm.

As the woman makes her way towards us she seems to ignore her son and looks right at the sheriff and me, "Clare is in a room now. They said she could have a few visitors while we wait to hear how Stiles is doing. He's still in surgery it seems the bitch had done a number on his stomach and chest."

I bite my lip as I nod my head and it seems she's waiting to hear who is going back. Even though my family couldn't have gotten here that long ago they push-pull and push me forward along with the sheriff. Melissa smiles as she nods her head, "Alright, Derek I know for sure. She kept calling out for her dad Derek since he promised to bring her daddy back to her."

I let out a small huff and smile for the first time since we got here, I check my watch over 2 hours ago. We follow Melissa after we sign into a decent hospital room where Clare is laying in the only space in a bed looking pale and even more like a plotline doll in the crisp white sheets. Though some color seems to appear in her face and eyes as she watches us walk in. Though it's not her grandfather she's looking at but me. I watch her weakly reach out for me and I smiles as I climb into the bed to wrap my arms around the skinny frail little girl. Though once she's in my arms I can truly feel her strength and just how much she's been fighting since her crazy mother had taken her and her father.

"Derek," she sighs, "You came back. You didn't leave me. Everyone always leaves daddy but grandpa."

I nod my head as I rub her back gently pulling her closer to my chest, "I know sweetie, but I won't leave ever again even if your daddy screams at me the entire time."

She shakes her head, "No, I love Derek. Daddy loves Derek. You're my daddy, papa said so. Daddy Stiles said that you'd come back."

"Did he?" I ask as I watch doctors wheel in a bed with a pale and very bandaged Stiles into the room. I hide Clare's head in my neck and ignore the looks I'm getting.

Clare doesn't seem to completely take notice of the other people with her father as they get him situated, "Yup, papa said that you'd come back after he begged you to." II chuckle until I hear a light, "What does that mean?"