A/N.
Wow, uh, sorry for the delay kind of thing. Work/school started up again and I kind of forgot to update some of my stories, this one included, but I'm updating now.

Chapter three.
The marks he left on me.

"The Rain Falls Because sky can no
longer handle its heaviness.
Just like Tears, It falls because the
heart can no longer handle the pain.. !"
―Dinesh Kumar Biran

He paced around in the small room, his eyes darting to the still form of Scott. The beta was still on the table that Deaton had moved him to.

The vet had called him and told him what had happened, what Scott had said, what the teen believed.

He sighed and looked up when he heard Deaton enter the room again.

"What can I do for him? He doesn't want to talk to me, not really." He said and shot Deaton a look of despair.

The vet took a deep breath and looked at the Alpha sadly, it was like he didn't know the answer to the question
either, and that he was just as lost as Derek was.

"I think that all you can do are that you take Scott home and when he wakes up again you tell him that no matter what he does or what he thinks, that you will never leave him. We do not know the true extent of Peter's actions towards Scott, only what Scott have told us. You make Scott tell you everything Peter did to him, you let him cry as much as he wishes and you tell him that Peter cannot touch him anymore."

Derek snorted, "I've already told him that but he still doesn't believe me."

Deaton just shook his head and watched the pair.

"I'll take him home." He said and lifted Scott up in his arms, noting how light he was. Had he even been eating since last time he gave the pup something to eat?

The vet opening the door so he could get out without having to let go of the wolf in his arms.

The drive back to the lair was silent; Scott had still to wake up and was sitting limp on the passenger seat. The only sounds were their breathing.

When he parked the car in front of the abandoned building, Isaac was the first to greet him, his eyes scanning over Scott's silent form in Derek's arms.

"What happened?"

"Peter happened," Derek snapped back and walked past Isaac and down the stairs and into his sleeping area where he gently laid Scott down on the old battered mattress, covering him with a quilt and settling for just watching him.

The peace lasted for almost an hour before Scott woke with a shout, his eyes darting around in the room before they finally found Derek sitting against a wall with his legs drawn up to his chest.

Derek could see the gears turn in the younger wolf's head as he slowly came back to reality. Scott tried to stand up but only got up on his knees before his legs gave out under him. Before he could reach the floor, Derek had caught him and pulled him back to the mattress and sat down beside him.

"What happened? Why do you keep thinking that I'll throw you out of the pack Scott? I would never do that and I think that you know it. I also know that Peter did more to you than what you have told people so far, so please, talk to me buddy," he said in the softest voice he could talk in while he tried to look serious.

Scott whined and looked down, "I have told you everything he did to me, there's not more than that."

"Remember that time just before the fight with the Alpha's? I tried to talk to him then but he denied everything that I said to him, just told me that we were seeing things that weren't true." He tried to start but stopped when he saw the sheer panic in the pup's eyes, the fear rolling off Scott in waves as he looked up at Derek with hurt in his eyes.

"You talked to him?" Scott's breath hitched a little and he looked at the Alpha with tears in his eyes.

"You made him think that I had told you. THAT'S WHY I'M SO AFRAID!" Scott yelled and hit Derek with his fists and Derek just let him, not even blinking, just letting Scott let go of his anger.

When Scott finally stopped he just fell together, Derek laid his arms around the beta in an embrace and made soothing rumbles deep in his chest.

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

When Scott tried to move away, Derek tightened his arms around the pup. Scott kept straining against the Alpha's hold around him and he released a soft whine, "Please let me go Der."

Derek sighed and let go of the teen wolf, letting Scott move away from him, creating a distance that made the Hale even more sad as he left the room the let the pup be alone for a little time.

Scott POV.

He let go of his legs as soon as his Alpha left the room. He hid his head in his hands, God, he had almost killed his boss, and he wouldn't have realized it before it would have been too late. Maybe he should have told people, ignored Peter's warnings and threats and just tell people what the oldest Hale did to him, what could have happened?

He had known for long that people were worried about him, his mother was just one of the few, then came Isaac and Derek and last came Deaton. Stiles hadn't seen anything, just laughed it off when he flinched when the other teen touched him when he wasn't prepared for it. He wanted to be angry at Stiles for it, wanted to ask his friend for life if he hadn't sensed that something had been wrong with him. But he knew that if Stiles had confronted him about it, he would have denied it, he had simply not been ready, he doubted that he was ready, even now.

He had googled how people tackled having been raped, they had all gotten help, they had all wrote about how people said that it was okay to be angry, to feel something but that it wasn't healthy keeping it all in and not talking to people about it.

His thoughts went back to the trip he had had with Lydia and Allison, how worried they were about him.

They had settled down on a bench in the park, watching children around them play and all the things Scott had always wished that he could do when he had been a child.

"Scott, we want to talk to you about something."

He froze from where he sat between them, his thoughts raced, did they know, God, Peter was going to make him regret this trip when he got back home.

He jumped when he felt a hand on his shoulder and his heart started racing even more, and he looked to his left and into the concerned eyes of Lydia Martin.

"Scott, people are worried about you. We have all noticed that you avoid Derek and Peter. I think Isaac is the one that's most concerned about you. He tells us that sometimes he hears sounds at night, sounds that are coming from your room and they scare him. You can trust us Scott." She says quietly.

He laughs quietly to himself. He can trust them. If he thought Peter wouldn't give him a full scene then he would tell them in a heartbeat. But he couldn't.

"There's nothing wrong that I can't handle. I just have a lot of things on my mind right now," he said in return.

It was true, he did have a lot on his mind, he thought about all the things Peter had done to him the day before, in his room, Isaac just down the hall. Oh how Peter had enjoyed that that he couldn't struggle without Isaac hearing anything.

"Now if you will excuse me, I need to make dinner tonight, my mom's home." He shrugged and walked away, leaving his two friends even more concerned for him.

He took a deep breath and stood up, trying to make the folds on his shirt disappear. He wanted to fix things, and if he wanted to do that he needed to fix things with Derek. If the man wanted to know what Peter had done to him, well, then Scott would show him what Peter had done to him.

He pushed the door to the room outside the train open and walked out. Immediately he could feel their eyes on him, Derek's were the heaviest.

"Scott?" Derek said.

"You said that you wanted to know everything your uncle did to me?" he asked as he buttoned his shirt up. Derek and Isaac both nodded and Scott took a deep breath and let his shirt fall to the floor, revealing a canvas of scars.

He heard the muffled gasps of his Alpha and Isaac. He couldn't stop the flinch when he felt Derek's cold hands on his shoulder, but one soft growl from the older man and his body relaxed under Derek's hands.

He felt Derek trace the scar that went from his shoulder blade to just below his pants, it was still angry. Peter had been angry when he had made it, he had coated a knife in wolfs bane and made it like that. It was a punishment for almost slipping their secret in front of Derek.

He let out a quiet whimper and was suddenly engulfed in his Alpha's arms, breathing deeply and scenting the older wolf and taking comfort in his scent.

"I'm sorry," Derek whispered from where his mouth was hidden in his hair.

He didn't say anything, the only thing he did was letting out another whimper, the arms around him tightening even more and another set joined them. Isaac.

Derek POV.

He held Scott tight as the pup whimpered. He had known Peter was many things, but this took the prize. He looked at Isaac over Scott's shoulder and nodded, "I think it's about time people other than us three, learns what happened to you Scott, but for now we'll let you decide who gets to know, okay," he whispered.

He could feel Scott nod and hear the teen's breath hitch, "I need to apologize to Deaton."

Derek closed his eyes and sighed, "There's no need. Deaton knows that you felt trapped, you reacted accordingly to what your instincts told you."

"That doesn't change the fact that I could have left the room a killer."

This time Derek shook his head and looked Scott in the eyes, his eyes bleeding crimson.

"We're predators; we don't have to be killers, Scott."

"Isaac, go arrange something, we take my loft," he ordered and Isaac left the room.

His fingers traced one of the scars on Scott's back, and his mind was working overtime on how they had been made, had any of them been when Peter had been the Alpha? He didn't know and if he should be completely honest, he didn't want to know.

"We're going to fix us Scott.

A/N.
I plan on making the next chapter or the next again about different scenes between Scott and Peter, give me some thoughts, I would love it if you did. If you have ideas about how the rest of Scott's friends will react then do tell me.
I hope you liked Scott's insight on things, write in a review if you want more of that. Ideas are welcome.
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