p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"After using the GPS on Lydia's phone to find her location, they learned that she was only about 10 minutes away from them. Scott tried to take the lead on the situation, "Okay, first we need to come up with a plan, this could be a trap." Peter was already frustrated because his mate had been kidnapped and this was just pushing him over the edge. "We don't have time to sit around figuring out a plan! Lydia has been gone for two days, we need to go now." With that he turned around and headed for his car, Scott yelled after him, "Peter! Wait! We don't even know what we're dealing with here!" However, it was in vain, because Peter had already made it to his car; he was determined to have his mate back in his arms./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Lydia slowly drifted back into consciousness. 'Where am I?' She tried to move and realized her body was aching all over, she still hadn't managed to open her eyes just yet. Instead she tried to remember what happened, but there was nothing to remember. It wasn't even fuzzy, everything was just blank. 'Come on Lydia, I know you can do better than that.' She tried harder to remember something, anything. That's when she saw it; a phone and she heard a voice, an eerily familiar voice. Then it was gone, that was all. Lydia sighed in frustration, 'I'll get back to that, second order of business- getting out of here.' She struggled against the restraints, trying to ignore the pain and dizziness. She finally opened her eyes and looked at the state she was in, gasping in shock at the cuts covering her legs, arms, and abdomen. If she kept struggling she would most likely pass out from blood loss, there was nothing she could do./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /She sat there and cried, wishing for someone, anyone, to come and find her. Then she realized that she didn't want just anyone to find her, she wanted him to find her. "Peter." She whispered. Just saying his name caused a whole new form of pain to take over her body. 'I should have stayed with Peter.' As much as she hated to admit it to herself, let alone him, she loved him, but she hated him too. She hated the fact that the person who is supped to be her soulmate could torture her the way he did, driving her almost to the point of insanity. He's a wolf that means he supposed to protect his mate, why wasn't he protecting her then and where is he now./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /The blood loss was really getting to her now, and she could tell that she was about to pass out again. She whispered his name one last time, like a prayer. Hoping that for some unknown reason that he could hear her. Right before the darkness consumed her she heard someone burst through the door./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;" -/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Peter drove faster than he's ever driven in his life, he didn't even bother using the breaks. He pulled up to the abandoned building in less than five minutes, his instincts making all his decisions. The only thing on his mind was finding his mate and never leaving her again. When he got out of the car he could smell her, but that wasn't it, he could also smell her blood. A violent snarl ripped through him and he phased immediately. He went inside and followed her scent through the halls. He had just gotten to the door when he heard it, "Peter." She said it so quietly that if it weren't for his enhanced hearing he probably wouldn't have heard it. He burst through the door with a growl and the sight before him will haunt him for the rest of his life. His Lydia was laying there exposed, covered in cuts and bruises, all because he failed to protect her. He was in agony, 'She'll never forgive me for failing her.'/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /He quickly scanned the room to make sure that the people who took her were gone, they were lucky. But he'd get to them later, no one tortures his mate and lives to tell the tale. He gently removed the restraints from her wrists and ankles and covered her with his shirt in a weak attempt to stop the bleeding. He heard the sirens and knew that the others would be in here soon, but his instincts caused him to be wary of everyone. He wasn't sure how he would react if they got too close to his /Peter pulled Lydia into his lap and held her gently, purring softly in an attempt to comfort her. Somewhere deep down, he knew that he should be trying to get her to a hospital but the animal in him refused to let him place her life into someone else's hands. That was when the other's showed up./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /Stiles came rushing through the door (for a kid who can't defend himself, he sure goes headfirst into a lot of dangerous situations), Scott was hot on his tail, followed by the Sheriff and the Deputy. "Lydia!" Stiles started run towards them, but froze when Peter started growling. "Don't you come near her." He said through clenched teeth. Stiles started to back away, "Umm, okay." Then he turned to Scott, "A little help here, all powerful alpha?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /Scott slowly began to walk towards them, Peter's instincts were in hyper drive, recognizing that another alpha was approaching his mate. "Scott." He warned. Scott kept advancing, Peter growled louder and barred his teeth in response. This caused Scott to stop. "Peter…" He said slowly. "I know you're worried about Lydia, we are too; but she needs help… medical help, you have to understand that." He took a step closer. "There's an ambulance outside, you can go with her-"This time Stiles chipped in, "Umm, Scott, are you sure that's a good idea." Earning him a growl from Peter. "Stiles, he won't hurt her, he can't. I don't know how I know that, I just know." Stiles started to respond, but Scott cut him off, "I know, I know, he's hurt her before, but something's different now./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /He turned his attention back to Peter, "Peter, you have to let them help her. If you don't, you lose her forever." Peter started whimpering, he couldn't imagine having to live without her. So he got up, "Where's the ambulance?" Scott still looked concerned, "It's right outside, but you have to calm down first, Peter, you have to change back."br /Peter took a few deep breaths, then followed Scott outside, the paramedics saw them and started to run over them, Peter let out a low growl. "Peter, relax. They only want to help her, you have to let them."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /With great reluctance he let the paramedics take her, but he followed close behind. When he went to get in the ambulance with her one of the paramedics stopped him, "Umm, sir?" Peter's hands were clenched into fists at his sides and he was trembling. No one was going to keep him away from her. He was about to break, when the Sheriff came over, "It's fine, he can go with her. We'll follow you guys to the hospital." The paramedic wasn't convinced, but he didn't say anything else./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /Once they got to the hospital Lydia had to be taken into surgery, they had to sew up some of the deeper lacerations and she needed a blood transfusion. There was no way they were going to let Peter into the O.R and it was driving him insane, it took everything in him not to barge in there and take Lydia away with /Everyone else showed up soon enough. Scott is forever the mediator, "Peter, just calm down. She'll be fine, we just have to wait for them to finish up, and then we can go see her./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /Melissa came out to the waiting room an hour or so later to update everyone. "The surgery went well and she's slowly waking up now. She had a lot of blood loss and it seems she was injected with some sort of toxin. She also seems to be suffering from retrograde amnesia, she doesn't remember anything that happened. Another thing, she keeps asking for Peter."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /"Where is she?" Everyone was staring at him. Then the sheriff started to speak, "Hold on a minute, I think we need to talk about your relationship with Lydia." Peter was trembling again, "You will not keep me away from her." He snarled. Scott stepped in, "Peter, no one is trying to keep you away from her. We're just trying to understand what's going on here."br /Peter was quickly losing his patience, "She is mine." Now everyone was even more confused and worried. Scott spoke up again, "What do you mean she's yours? She's your what?"br /This time someone else answered from behind them, "She's his mate."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Lydia slowly drifted back into consciousness. 'Where am I?' She tried to move and realized her body was aching all over, she still hadn't managed to open her eyes just yet. Instead she tried to remember what happened, but there was nothing to remember. It wasn't even fuzzy, everything was just blank. 'Come on Lydia, I know you can do better than that.' She tried harder to remember something, anything. That's when she saw it; a phone and she heard a voice, an eerily familiar voice. Then it was gone, that was all. Lydia sighed in frustration, 'I'll get back to that, second order of business- getting out of here.' She struggled against the restraints, trying to ignore the pain and dizziness. She finally opened her eyes and looked at the state she was in, gasping in shock at the cuts covering her legs, arms, and abdomen. If she kept struggling she would most likely pass out from blood loss, there was nothing she could do./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /She sat there and cried, wishing for someone, anyone, to come and find her. Then she realized that she didn't want just anyone to find her, she wanted him to find her. "Peter." She whispered. Just saying his name caused a whole new form of pain to take over her body. 'I should have stayed with Peter.' As much as she hated to admit it to herself, let alone him, she loved him, but she hated him too. She hated the fact that the person who is supped to be her soulmate could torture her the way he did, driving her almost to the point of insanity. He's a wolf that means he supposed to protect his mate, why wasn't he protecting her then and where is he now./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /The blood loss was really getting to her now, and she could tell that she was about to pass out again. She whispered his name one last time, like a prayer. Hoping that for some unknown reason that he could hear her. Right before the darkness consumed her she heard someone burst through the door./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;" -/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Peter drove faster than he's ever driven in his life, he didn't even bother using the breaks. He pulled up to the abandoned building in less than five minutes, his instincts making all his decisions. The only thing on his mind was finding his mate and never leaving her again. When he got out of the car he could smell her, but that wasn't it, he could also smell her blood. A violent snarl ripped through him and he phased immediately. He went inside and followed her scent through the halls. He had just gotten to the door when he heard it, "Peter." She said it so quietly that if it weren't for his enhanced hearing he probably wouldn't have heard it. He burst through the door with a growl and the sight before him will haunt him for the rest of his life. His Lydia was laying there exposed, covered in cuts and bruises, all because he failed to protect her. He was in agony, 'She'll never forgive me for failing her.'/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /He quickly scanned the room to make sure that the people who took her were gone, they were lucky. But he'd get to them later, no one tortures his mate and lives to tell the tale. He gently removed the restraints from her wrists and ankles and covered her with his shirt in a weak attempt to stop the bleeding. He heard the sirens and knew that the others would be in here soon, but his instincts caused him to be wary of everyone. He wasn't sure how he would react if they got too close to his /Peter pulled Lydia into his lap and held her gently, purring softly in an attempt to comfort her. Somewhere deep down, he knew that he should be trying to get her to a hospital but the animal in him refused to let him place her life into someone else's hands. That was when the other's showed up./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /Stiles came rushing through the door (for a kid who can't defend himself, he sure goes headfirst into a lot of dangerous situations), Scott was hot on his tail, followed by the Sheriff and the Deputy. "Lydia!" Stiles started run towards them, but froze when Peter started growling. "Don't you come near her." He said through clenched teeth. Stiles started to back away, "Umm, okay." Then he turned to Scott, "A little help here, all powerful alpha?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /Scott slowly began to walk towards them, Peter's instincts were in hyper drive, recognizing that another alpha was approaching his mate. "Scott." He warned. Scott kept advancing, Peter growled louder and barred his teeth in response. This caused Scott to stop. "Peter…" He said slowly. "I know you're worried about Lydia, we are too; but she needs help… medical help, you have to understand that." He took a step closer. "There's an ambulance outside, you can go with her-"This time Stiles chipped in, "Umm, Scott, are you sure that's a good idea." Earning him a growl from Peter. "Stiles, he won't hurt her, he can't. I don't know how I know that, I just know." Stiles started to respond, but Scott cut him off, "I know, I know, he's hurt her before, but something's different now./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /He turned his attention back to Peter, "Peter, you have to let them help her. If you don't, you lose her forever." Peter started whimpering, he couldn't imagine having to live without her. So he got up, "Where's the ambulance?" Scott still looked concerned, "It's right outside, but you have to calm down first, Peter, you have to change back."br /Peter took a few deep breaths, then followed Scott outside, the paramedics saw them and started to run over them, Peter let out a low growl. "Peter, relax. They only want to help her, you have to let them."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /With great reluctance he let the paramedics take her, but he followed close behind. When he went to get in the ambulance with her one of the paramedics stopped him, "Umm, sir?" Peter's hands were clenched into fists at his sides and he was trembling. No one was going to keep him away from her. He was about to break, when the Sheriff came over, "It's fine, he can go with her. We'll follow you guys to the hospital." The paramedic wasn't convinced, but he didn't say anything else./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /Once they got to the hospital Lydia had to be taken into surgery, they had to sew up some of the deeper lacerations and she needed a blood transfusion. There was no way they were going to let Peter into the O.R and it was driving him insane, it took everything in him not to barge in there and take Lydia away with /Everyone else showed up soon enough. Scott is forever the mediator, "Peter, just calm down. She'll be fine, we just have to wait for them to finish up, and then we can go see her./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /Melissa came out to the waiting room an hour or so later to update everyone. "The surgery went well and she's slowly waking up now. She had a lot of blood loss and it seems she was injected with some sort of toxin. She also seems to be suffering from retrograde amnesia, she doesn't remember anything that happened. Another thing, she keeps asking for Peter."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /"Where is she?" Everyone was staring at him. Then the sheriff started to speak, "Hold on a minute, I think we need to talk about your relationship with Lydia." Peter was trembling again, "You will not keep me away from her." He snarled. Scott stepped in, "Peter, no one is trying to keep you away from her. We're just trying to understand what's going on here."br /Peter was quickly losing his patience, "She is mine." Now everyone was even more confused and worried. Scott spoke up again, "What do you mean she's yours? She's your what?"br /This time someone else answered from behind them, "She's his mate."/p