A/N.
Finally a new chapter, I have no excuse for not updating it.
I think there will be major feels in this chapter so, bring the tissues.

Thank you so much to Izi Wilson and Peter Hale Derek Hale for their reviews.

Chapter ten.
In my arms tonight.

"Never in my life I had ever dreamed that
I one day would see my brother again, but
here he is, standing right in front of me.
And he hates me." –Derek.

"He's like the brother I never had. Until
I realized that the man in front of me was
in fact my brother. Flesh and blood." –Derek.

He was careful to not jostle the young wolf in his arms. The drive had been spent with his heart beating loudly in his chest, eyes darting from Scott and back to the road all the time.

He pushed the door open and walked down the stairs, stopping shortly when he heard a whimper come from the wolf in his arms and he continued walked again, he needed to check Scott over again, he hadn't dared to it in the house in fear of the Argent man returning.

He carefully laid his brother down on a mattress and petted some hair out of his eyes, Scott's head turning against his hand and nuzzling against it.

He lifted the rest of the teen's shirt off and inspected the gunshot wounds. They were looking clean but had yet to heal completely. He sighed and let his veins flow black and grits his teeth against the pain.

"No, don't," he hears Scott whisper and the pup tried to yank his arm away from Derek's grip around it, but he was too weak.

"Scott, I think I should call Stiles, he saw the kanima at the mechanics, maybe he knows more about it now. We have to know more about it." He said with a calm voice.

Scott's pained eyes met his and Derek saw a single tear slip down his cheek.

"I can help," he said.

Derek snorted, "Scott, you can barely step a foot outside my lair without getting shot, the only reason I'm letting you go back to school on Monday is that Isaac can have all his classes with you. He needs to make sure that you don't kill any Argent's and that you don't lose control of the shift. We are not letting you alone for a second, got it." He gave the teen a sharp look.

Scott tried to yank his arm away again, but Derek just held tighter, the pup whispering, "Please don't, don't take anymore."

He shook his head but slowly let go of Scott's arm.

Scott looked down and turned around to lie on his side with a pained whine, "Where's Isaac?"

"Out telling your mother and checking on Deaton."

Scott nodded and Derek could hear him whisper "He's safe."

Scott POV.

He tried to ignore the pain in his chest as he curled together for warmth. Derek must have realized cause barely a minute later; a quilt was draped over him, enveloping him in warmth.

"Thank you," he whispered to the Alpha.

"There's no thank you between family, Scott," Derek answered and he looked up at him in confusion.

"I may not remember you Scott, but it gives me no excuse to not treat you like my brother."

He smiled and remembered that Peter had said Derek would come around because one could only resist his puppy eyes for so long.

"Hurts," he groaned and gritted his teeth against the sudden wave of pain that overwhelmed him. A whimper escaped from between his lips and there were hands on his shoulders, pulling him back against a broad chest and he found himself sitting on his Alpha's lap, head buried in his shoulder as he tried to ride the pain out.

A gasp and sigh of relief came when the pain slowly disappeared and it took him too long too look down at Derek's arm and see the black veins sneaking up his arm. He tried to yank his arm away but had to stop when the pain came back tenfold and he was forced to relax against Derek's chest, the older man saying words of comfort in his eyes and despite his paranoia and the pain he was still in, he soon fell asleep.

Derek POV.

He closed his own eyes when the small whines and whimpers stopped coming from Scott and when he looked at the teen he saw he had fallen asleep.

So many god damn things were happening. There was something Derek feared was a kanima and then the everlasting threats of the Argent family. He had no idea how far they were willing to go, but it was certainly far. The rest of the family had arrived today Melissa had told him, Gerard was among them.

He was so tempted to just leave the town behind again, take Scott and Isaac with him and forget everything that was Beacon Hills. But it wouldn't stop the problems.

A bumming sound came from his pocket and Derek slowly took his phone and was careful to not disturb his sleeping beta.

"Yes," he said lowly.

"Derek, it's Melissa. I have talked with a few people I know from the time I adopted Scott. There are two people, werewolves, coming to aid you. They knew the Hales and the pack that Scott came from. They told me they would be here after the full moon, they have a few things to do first, okay," she said back.

Derek had never been so thankful in his entire life before and he made sure to tell Melissa just that, the mother answering him in a tone that indicated that she was smiling.

"Oh hon, don't thank me before every Argent are laying 6 feet under."

Derek shook his head and pocketed his phone again, once again he was amazed by the woman. But for now he was content watching Scott sleep.

The peace lasted for half an hour before it was broken. Isaac came down the stairs, a scared expression was on his face and Derek couldn't stop the full body shake, even if he tried.

"Isaac, what happened?"

They younger werewolf's breath hitched and he lifted his shirt up to reveal a deep wound, Derek couldn't see what had made it. He snarled and pushed Scott off him and was by Isaac's side in a second, hands gently prodding at the wound, Isaac whimpering in pain.

The sound seemed to stun Scott into awareness and he jumped into action, pushing Derek out of the way, growling and snarling at the Alpha, before turning around to look at the wound, his veins coloring black and Derek could see his knees buckle at the intense pain he was taking.

Just before Scott collided with the floor again, Isaac's arms shot out to grip him and together they fell to the floor, leaving Derek standing and starring at them.

"It's not wolfs bane, just an ugly knife wound," Isaac hurried to say as he tried to comfort an almost unconscious Scott, the older beta's head lolling to the side.

The Alpha breathed a sigh of relief and carefully made his way over to the two betas. He got down on his knees beside them and laid a hand on Scott's forehead, the young one growled deep in his chest, "Hey, don't get that tone with me Scott, he's not dead and he's not dying, calm down okay!" he said and returned the growling, causing Scott to whine and look away.

He tried to understand why Scott reacted that way but he already knew, he just hadn't seen it come to sight like it had done now.

"Isaac, can you carry Scott over to the mattress, it's not a good idea that I touch him right now?" he asked.

Isaac nodded and lifted Scott up, and despite trying to be discreet about it, Derek saw the way he scented Scott, nose buried in the older beta's collarbone.

"I need to talk to you afterwards," he said just before Isaac disappeared inside the train car, just barely catching the others nod.

This was just what they needed. Not. Now he needed the two wolves that would come soon to help even more. He couldn't tackle this too. He looked up when Isaac entered the room again, blood still on his shirt but there were no pain to see on his face.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Derek took a deep breath, "Melissa has contacted two other wolves. They will be coming here soon. But the main thing I wanted to talk to you about is you and Scott. With the way he reacted to you getting hurt I think that there's more between you and him than the eye can see. The bond that you have is stronger than what normal pack mates have. I do not know for sure, I have to watch you two closer over the next few days but I suspect that you have the start of a mate bond, a really strong one by the way he reacted to you getting hurt," he paused and looked at Isaac, the beta's eyes were big and round.

"There's more than just that. What about that thing Stiles saw? Does he have something on it?"

Derek shook his head, he hadn't heard from the spaz yet and right now he didn't really care.

"Tomorrow I'm going to chain you and Scott up, I'm not sure of his control and you are just for security so we don't get more bodies than we already have."

Isaac nodded and stood up, "I'm going to check on Scott," he said and disappeared inside the train car.

Derek sighed again and debated on if he should call Stiles or just let it go for another time.

The sound of a whimper made his head snap in the direction of Scott and Isaac but when it lowered to a quiet "Please don't," he let it slip. He would have to wait for the full moon the next night before he could do anything.

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