A/N.
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There will be a lot of flash back in the near future chapters.

Chapter eight.
Family.

"My dear young cousin, if there's one
thing I've learned over the eons, it's
that you can't give up on your family, no
matter how tempting they make it."
―Rick Riordan

He didn't know where he was going. He had just taken the car and drove from the Alpha, his brother. He snorted at the thought. Derek had never liked him, not like the rest of the Hales had.

Some part of him wanted to get back to him, especially when he heard the Alpha's howl. But he couldn't, he wouldn't give in, he wanted to be angry, he needed to be angry.

He drove the car to the side of the road and stopped, dragging a shaking hand through his shaven hair. Another reminder shot through him. Derek had been there, he had saved him. He squeezed his eyes shot as a tear made its slow way down his cheek, quickly followed by others and before Scott knew it, he was sobbing, clutching his chest in phantom pain.

The doctors had told him in his young age that they had had to give him a new lung for him to survive. He hadn't understood it then and he didn't understand it now. God, he just wanted to be held.

A knock on the window broke him out of his mind and he rolled it down to see a young deputy stand with concerned eyes.

"Are you alright son?" he asked.

He couldn't lie, not now, not when he wanted the pain to stop, not when the screams of his family were so loud.

He shook his head and looked at the young man with blurry vision.

"No," he rasped, "I'm not okay," he added.

The man nodded. "Can you follow me to the station? We can take care of things better there."

Scott nodded again and waited for the police car to start again and began following it to the police station, desperately trying to block the mental pain he was feeling.

He made the trip in a mindless numbness, not really discovering that they had reached to station before his door was opened and he was looking at the young man again.

"Need help? What's your name kid?" he asked.

The beta tried to dry his tears away, "Scott," he said and tried to move out of the car on shaky legs, the deputy had a firm grip around his arm; it was like an anchor to reality for the young beta.

People looked up when he was brought in. Another deputy stood up and walked into the sheriff's office and when he came out again, he had the sheriff with him, the older man took over for the deputy at his side and continued to lead Scott through the station and into his office, ordering him to sit on one of the comfy chairs he and Stiles had always loved to sleep in when they waited for the sheriff to drive them home.

"What's wrong Scott? Need me to call your mom?"

He shook his head, no, not his mom, she wasn't his mom.

"Call," he wetted his lips and tried again, "Call Derek Hale."

The man nodded slowly and walked away to talk in private, not that Scott couldn't hear every word that was being said over the phone.

He was hurting; talking had brought back the memories. He had no doubt that there would be nightmare when he finally found a bed to sleep in. he tried to make every sign that he had been crying go away but he knew that when his Alpha came, he would be able to smell the salt in the air, smell his pain and anger.

He heard the words goodbye and okay, before he looked up again and sighed at the sheriffs eyes locked at him.

"He'll be here in a minute. I have to care of a few things so just stay here until he comes."

He just nodded, already lost in his waking nightmares.

He felt himself being lifted up from behind. He squealed and kicked hopeless with his legs without hitting their
targets. A deep laugh was the reward of his struggles and when he was sat on the ground again and promptly turned around and hugged his uncle's leg tightly, "Missed you Petty," he whispered in the man's pant leg.

His uncle crunched down in from of him and looked him in the eye with a smile, "Now what happened to my favorite nephew?" he said in a soft and soothing voice.

He couldn't keep his sniffles in anymore as he whimpered, "Jax said I was dumb, he also said that I should have died with my mama," he howled and hid his head in his uncle's neck, the older man's arms tightening around his small frame.

He could hear footsteps come near then but didn't look up until the voice spoke, "What did he do this time," his mother's tired voice sounded and he felt a calming hand touch his shoulder and he looked up at her with sad and red eyes, but it was his uncle that talked.

"He keeps telling him off, even Derek has gotten enough and he doesn't even really like him. Yesterday he punched him in the face and ran to the forest. He said that Jax told him he should have stayed with his mother and that he was dumb."

Peter POV.

He looked fondly down at the pup and then back at his sister. "You should talk to him or else I will and it will not be as pleasant as if it's you," he said in a threatening manner.

His sister nodded and left the room.

"Now how about we go for a run?" he asked the young pup.

Scott looked up at him in surprised happiness and nodded. He took the young boy in his arms and together they left the house.

Derek POV.

He had come as fast as he could, his heart sank when he saw his car parked right beside a police car.

He saw the sheriff look up when he entered the station. The older man walked up to him, too close to comfort and pointed a finger in his face, "Whatever you did to him you better fix it or I'll call someone who can do it for you, and would willingly do so." The man's voice was angry as he starred at the Alpha with fire in his eyes.

Derek nodded and walked to the sheriff's office, knocking softly on the door before entering.

On one of the big chairs sat Scott, the beta was hunched over and his face screwed tightly like he was in pain, his heartbeat way too fast for the Alpha's comfort. He could smell pain and grief in the air.

He crunched in front of his beta and laid his hands on Scott's. The touch didn't do anything but making the young wolf whimper "Peter."

Derek let out a chocked sob before letting his eyes bleed crimson, "Scott." Was all he said and the beta's eyes snapped open and locked on Derek's, new tears welling up in them and he jumped in the Alpha's arms, sobbing again and Derek could already feel tears staining his shirt.

"It's okay buddy, it's going to be okay. I'm here, I'm here now." He said and returned the hug.

They stayed like that for five minutes, before Derek moved away; a hand remained on Scott's arm.

"Come, let's get back," he said, hoping that Scott wouldn't put up a fight.

His luck was with him when Scott stood up; his form still hunched, and followed Derek out, both of them nodding one in goodbye to the people at the station.

When they got to the car he made sure Scott was settled before he got behind the wheel. He looked sideways at the teen and sighed.

"There's something that I need to tell you. When he killed Kate, he brought attention to this area again. The rest of the Argent family should be coming in the next two days. You need to stay with either me or Isaac. I'm planning on expanding the pack soon."

He watched as Scott's entire hold changes, his eyes glowing golden and his teeth and claws coming out. He quickly laid his hands over Scott's and tried to calm the raging wolf down.

"Scott, listen to me. I won't let them near you again, but we can't undo what has been done. They will already know that you and I are werewolves. Go back to School, pretend nothing has changed from when you were last there, continue befriending Allison, let her you love her."

Against all odds, his rambling worked and Scott looked at him with wide and sad eyes, "But I don't love her anymore," he whispered and looked down, the scent of shame filling the car.

He sighed and closed his eyes. He was glad that his brother wasn't in love with Allison anymore but it only made him more curious as to who had stolen the teen's heart.

He shook his head, now wasn't the right time to talk about that. He started the car and they drove home the lair.

Before Scott could get out of the car, he stopped him with a hand on his arm, looking at him with a serious look.

"Get some school work done, Isaac can help you."

Scott nodded and slowly started getting out of the car, his movements stiff and heavy.

As soon as he couldn't see the pup anymore, Derek hit his head the steering wheel and let out a sigh. There were so many problems coming at them at once.

Peter's actions had now brought the Argents back. There was some creature with scales that killed Isaac's father. There was the fact that Scott had undergone so many things that it was a miracle that the boy was still sane.
There was also the fact that he couldn't keep the two beta's with him all the time, they would have to go back at school at some point and Scott would have to go back to living with his mother soon again.

And now he also knew that Scott wasn't pinning over Allison anymore. 'Had he ever been pinning over her at all' he thought. But whoever had now stolen his brother's heart, made him feel shame, like he was afraid of telling him who it was.

He fisted his hands, too many things happened at once, and even more things was about to happen.

A/N.
So we're moving in s2 direction. As for the one Scott's pinning over will remain a secret for now. No one died or was hurt in this chapter so that was new.
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