A/N.
Alright, thank you to the people who will review this chapter and so sorry for the delay.
I have gotten help to get out of my writer's block and will hopefully soon have all my stories updated.
I will go heavy in the angst in this chapter but don't worry; there will only be a brief death before the person will be alive again.
Thank you so much to GFM and Jaylene Olebar, for reviewing on chapter 7 and to Jaylene for helping me.

Chapter eight.
Beautiful disaster.

"When I finally realized that we loved
each other, it was already too late
and he was gone." –Derek

Scott POV.

He didn't know where in the forest he was, the only thing he focused on was the distance that he put between himself and Derek.

He had almost told the older man that he loved him. It was wrong, a beta wasn't allowed to be in love with their Alpha, it couldn't be allowed.

But then there was the tightness in his chest as soon as he left the lair, like by running away he was doing something stupid.

Body's arching all the time.

He barely reached to a stop before he runs over a cliff. He finally looks around and sighs relieved. That was until he heard his Alpha's howl.

It cut through the air, long, loud, a call to heed.

But he didn't feel it, Derek wasn't his Alpha anymore, he had left the pack, he was an omega again. The thought scared him even more than it did before, he didn't want to be alone again, he wouldn't make it.

He looked down the cliff and took a deep breath. He wasn't sure if the fall would kill him, but the sharp rocks he could see at the bottom of it, would maybe do the trick.

He slowly fished his phone out of his pocket and looked at it, should he?

Cursing himself one last time he called Derek, the Alpha picked up almost immediately.

"Scott?" the panicked voice sounded from the other line, making him sigh.

"Goodbye Der," is all he says before he throws his phone at the ground along with his keys.

He almost back down when he steps up on a rock but he can't, not now. It hits him that he doesn't really want to die; it was everything he thought about when Peter was still alive but now. Now he was happy, happy and in love with his Alpha. And there was a part of him that yearned to see if the Alpha returned these feelings.

I don't wanna die.

He snarled at nothing and stepped forward in the moment Derek reached out of the tree line with a heartbroken expression and he wanted to go back.

But it was too late.

Lately I've been hard to reach
I've been too long on my own.

Derek POV.

He's frantic in his search after Scott, especially after the beta called him and said goodbye over the phone. He didn't want to think about what he meant about that, he already knew.

He finally caught scent of the younger wolf and set his pace up. He knew where Scott was now, and it was not a place that he wanted a young wolf that was ashamed to be in love with his Alpha, to be.

He reached the clearing and cliff just early enough to see Scott look behind him and their eyes met for just a small second before the other wolf took a step forward and Derek lost sight of him, and skidded to a halt just before he too went out over the cliff, looking down at the rocks.

Looking down at Scott.

So you think you can love me
and leave me to die?

He doesn't feel the tears that flow down his cheeks, neither does he notice the sobs that wreck his body, or that he lets out the most mourning howl he can ever remember letting out. He doesn't notice how long he's on his knees before he feels hands on his shoulders, pulling him back from the edge and a soft voice whispers in his ear.

"I'll go check."

Isaac POV.

He really doesn't want to do it, but he doesn't want Derek near Scott if the beta is dead. He's afraid of what Derek would do if Scott was dead.

Therefore he makes his way down the cliff; it's a slow and painful way down, mostly because he dreads what he will have to see.

He sets his feet in the water and makes a face when he saw it reached halfway up to his calves. He looked up and let his eyes search the water for the older beta.

When he saw him, he almost ran to him, falling over rock before going down on his knees beside him and just starred. Scott was bleeding out of the corner of his mouth, blood coated the entire left side of his face and he was pale, too pale, almost like he was already dead.

The thought got him going and he carefully felt along the other's throat for a pulse, begging loud that the fall hadn't killed Scott, Derek would be shattered.

Mama, just killed a man.

There was, but it was so weak that Isaac didn't dare to hope that it would last. He wouldn't move Scott; he risked that the injuries that he had suffered would be his end, so he lifted his head up and looked at the point where he knew their Alpha was still sitting in shock.

"Derek," he softly called but he knew it would be heard.

Less than two minutes went before the Alpha was kneeling by Scott's other side, both hands immediately on the broken body of Scott, veins flowing black as he took the older beta's pain, grunting.

Derek POV.

He tried to keep in his snarl as he took Scott's pain, but by the look Isaac sent him, he didn't do a very good job at keeping it in.

"Call Deaton, tell him it's an emergency."

Put a gun against his head.

Isaac nodded and turned his back to them for the sake of privacy.

He stroked a finger along Scott's tearstained cheeks. He could see the broken bones, he could smell his betas' pain, fell it as an arch deep in his chest.

Didn't mean to make you cry.

"Please don't die," he whispered and bent down to kiss the younger wolfs forehead while he thought about how he could lift Scott without causing the younger wolf pain. At this point he was happy that they weren't bonded yet, it would have been twice as painful for the Alpha if they had.

"He says to bring him as fast as possible, he's have a friend ready too," Isaac said and Derek can see the concerned eyes, feel it through their bond.

He pressed a finger against Scott's throat to feel for a pulse, he almost panic when he can't feel it, but then an almost inaudible sound hits his ears and he sighs in relief.

"Let's get going."

He braced himself for the pain Scott will be in when he lifted him up but nothing could have prepared him for the raw mix of a scream and howl that came out of the betas' mouth when the Alpha lifted him and his own wolf howls with his pack mate and Derek knows that they wouldn't be able to get him away from Scott when they arrive at the clinic.

Deaton POV.

He could feel Alice's eyes on him as he paced the room. If the woman had been a wolf she would have been able to smell the worry, concern and fear the he knew must be rolling off him.

Isaac hadn't said in what state they would bring Scott in in, only that it was so bad that Derek didn't dare to lift the beta up and move him.

"He's going to make it," Alice said confidently.

"Scott is broken in more ways that you will be able to count. He was raped, abused and neglected by his former Alpha, Derek's uncle. He's in love with Derek and thinks that he will throw him out for being in love with him. For Derek's sake I hope Scott will make it.

He saw Alice's shocked expression and sighed sadly as they continued to wait for the small pack to arrive.

Derek POV.

He wanted to tell Isaac to drive faster but he didn't dare, they were already driving way past the speed limed and the last thing they needed was to be stopped by a police car.

Scott's whimpers hadn't died down at all, his mouth was always open, always whimpering and never closing around the sounds of pure agony.

He couldn't take his pain, something that concerned him more than he wanted to admit because it meant that Scott was giving up, stopping fighting to survive.

He bowed his head and laid it carefully against Scott's chest and drew in the others scent, blood and pain was overpowering the teen's natural scent.

"We're here," Isaac says franticly as the car comes to a halt in front of the animal clinic, making Scott whimper and Derek trying to hush the younger wolf.

A woman has the door open for them and without a glance in her direction; he carried Scott into the room where he could smell Deaton.

The vet paled when he saw the state of the older beta and quickly pointed to a table, his voice fast as he gave them instructions.

"Lay him there, Derek take off his shirt and pants; try not to do more harm. Isaac go sit in the corner, Derek you too when you're done with Scott."

He snarled at the vets' last words, he was not leaving Scott alone.

Deaton was about to answer him back when the stranger woman stepped forward and spoke with a calm Derek knew was practiced.

"Let him stay Alan, they're mates, being close may help the youngster heal," she said with a small smile in the vets' direction, ignoring his surprised face and the man nodded.

"Let's get to work."

Isaac POV.

He had walked out in the waiting room; he couldn't stand watching them work on his pack mate. He could see that it was hard on the Alpha too, Derek's face was tight and he could feel his pain through their bond, he didn't wish to ever feel that kind of pain again, never.

He fiddled with his hands and looked around, trying to steer his thoughts away from the screams and yells in the room just down the hallway, but it wasn't a happy way his thoughts went.

He was broken out of his thoughts when the woman opened the door and walked out of the room, her head shaking and blood covered her.

"He's not going to make it."

Didn't mean to make you cry.

A/N.
Alright my friends, this story can end two ways, it can end in total and absolute heartbreak, or so sweet that your teeth will rot from reading it, the decision is yours.
A small reminder, this chapter was written with tears rolling down my cheeks. Also again, so many thanks to Jaylene Olebar for saving me from writers block, mostly.
Review, please.