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"Is he asleep back there?" asked Stiles from behind the wheel of his Jeep with Scott casting anxious glances into the rear view mirror back at the four wolves in the back. His eyes stayed a very soft color of red, never once returning back to their natural brown, as if it were his own way of getting a deeper connection to his Beta, as if it were his own way of coping with what was happening. Stiles looked in the rear view mirror again, his eyes locking onto Isaac, who had Derek's head resting down on his chest, his fingers a constant movement on the wolf's neck.
"He's asleep, out like a light, but he's still trembling and has a vice like grip on my shirt. He keeps clenching and unclenching his jaw, making soft whimpering noises. Don't tell him I said that, he'll kill me no matter what." explained Isaac as he continued to stroke the back of the wolf's neck, as if he were cradling him against his chest. When the Jeep hit a tiny bump in the road, Derek clutched even tighter to the Beta's shirt, his claws springing free from his fingers in defense. Even in his sleep he was on edge and high alert.
"Hows his pain? Any less, worse?" asked Scott as he turned fully to face the wolves in the back, his eyes now back to their natural brown color, but still clouded over with deep worry. He didn't want to lose his Beta, and with the connection that they have, he didn't want to lose his brother. That was something that Scott never wanted to go through, silently wishing that if he could go back and change it all, that he would.
"We're both trying to take his pain, but not much is coming from him. I don't know whether that is a good or a bad thing. Either he doesn't have much pain in him at the moment, or the Incubus isn't allowing us to take the pain away. But by the way that he's trembling in Isaac's arms, he's in more pain than we can take away." explained Ethan as his grip tightened the smallest of fractions on the wolf's arm, not only to draw the pain, but to keep the skin to skin contact. He wanted the older wolf to know that he was there, that both him and Aiden were there, that he wasn't alone. Aiden reached around his brother and gently slid his thumb over the oldest Beta's knuckles, watching with a small smile as his claws retracted, his wolf lowering back down beneath the surface.
"The contact seems to be helping, even if we can't draw much pain out of him, at least the contact is doing some good." said Isaac as he rested his chin down on Derek's head, earning him an even louder purring sound. A soft chuckle left the golden eyed Beta's lips as he nuzzled the top of his head, his arms tightening around the wolf who was practically sitting in his lap. Stiles put the Jeep in park at the Hale House as both he and Scott turned to look in the back.
"Is there any way that he could just stay asleep, I really am going to hate having to wake him up? The minute he wakes up, he's probably going to feel the pain, seeing him in even more pain and not being able to do anything about it, is something we're not looking forward to. I wish Deaton would have given Derek a sedative to keep him asleep for a while longer, until we know exactly how to get the pain to reside from the inside out." said Stiles as he looked from wolf to wolf, before turning towards Scott, who smirked at him.
"If any of you tell him I did this, I'm going to kill you. I'll carry Derek in and wake him up long enough to get him settled into bed, then we need to start researching and filling in the Pack." ordered Scott as he slid out of the passenger seat and closed the door, walking around to the side of the car where Isaac was still holding the wolf.
"'M no' a pup." managed out Derek around a yawn, his tongue curling upwards, his words seeming to shock the teens around him, they didn't realize that he was partially awake when the Jeep came to a stop. He nuzzled himself even closer into Isaac, who raised an eyebrow towards Scott in question. Scott chuckled softly at the pair before the twins got out of the Jeep with matching smirks on their lips, flanked by Stiles.
"Come on, give me Cuddle Wolf. I'll get him settled no matter how many times he protests, while you start briefing the Pack." ordered Scott with a smirk as he eased his arms around the blue eyed Beta, who let out a tiny whine at being moved away from Isaac, but it was soon silenced when the Beta moved Derek's head to be tucked against the Alpha's neck. Once Scott had a secure hold on his Beta, who was gripping his shirt and shoulder in a fist tight grip, he had Stiles take everybody inside and hold the Pack off long enough for the Alpha to carry the now writhing Beta into the house.
"What happened to my nephew?!" demanded Peter as he pushed his way through the members of the Pack to get to the Alpha and his nephew, his eyes narrowed in confusion and concern. He made the move to take Derek out of the younger wolf's arms, and halted his movements when Scott's lips drew back in a soft but firm growl, it was obvious that the younger wolf wasn't about to hand his Beta over, not even to his Uncle. Derek's eyes opened a bit when he heard Peter, but was quickly shushed by Stiles before he had the chance to even say one word.
"If you wake him up I will rip your innards out through your throat, he's going to need as much rest as he can get, because the minute he wakes up, he's going to be in severe pain." hissed out Stiles as a warning as he nudged Scott towards the stairs, putting himself between wolf and wolf. His eyes were narrowed and the brown was a hint darker than normal, his warning wasn't just a warning, it was almost a promise. He kept himself between both wolves as Scott carried a softly protesting Derek up the stairs, shushing him after every single protest. The Alpha used his foot to push the door of Derek's bedroom open, gently lowering him down onto the bed, reluctantly releasing his hold on him. The blue eyed Beta's writhing started to get a hint more intense once the contact was broken, his hands curling down into the sheets, claws piercing through the thin fabric.
"I want to take the pain away, Derek. I really want to take it away, and we were trying to on the way back to the house. You're home now and you're safe. As safe as you can be. If the pain ever gets to be too much, and we can't take it away, I want you to let it out. Scream, cry, tear something up, but let it out. I do not want you holding it all in." ordered Scott with hints of Alpha in his voice as he spoke to his half asleep Beta, brushing sweat slick hair out of his eyes. Derek lightly nipped at the Alpha's wrist in a way of acknowledging the slight order that he had been giving, his teeth just grazing over his skin. Scott bent down and nosed at the temple of his Beta, taking in the feeling that the wolf was in pain, before rising back up to leave the room.
"Fight for us, Derek. Please. Fight." whispered Scott under his breath before he reluctantly walked out of the room, silently closing the door behind himself. He had a Beta to protect, a Pack to brief, and plans to make on how they were going to handle the Incubus that seemed determined to destroy the wolf it held as its host.