A/N
Chapter eight, yay. I'm so sorry for the delay and I wish I could say that I had an excuse but I haven't, time just slipped past me. So rest assure my darlings, this story isn't ending anytime soon.
A question for future chapter, do you guys want a smut scene between Scott and Isaac at some point? If you do, please write in review.
Thank you so much to Jaylene Olebar for the review.

Chapter eight.
Alpha.

"We let him down when he needed us the most, expected him
to be strong when he had every reason to be weak, we failed him
more than he ever failed us." –Isaac

"Anyone who have ever looked into
the glazed eyes of a soldier
dying in the battlefield will think
will think hard before starting a war." –Otto Von Bismark.

Peter POV

"Scott?" he whispered as he starred at the still form of the once True Alpha. It only lasted for a second before he started moving. Getting on his knees on the bed, he started CPR, not liking how the chest bent willingly under the former Alpha's hands. Blowing air into Scott's lungs, he tasted the blood that coated the teen's lips and cursed.

"Damn it Scott, come on," he yelled and started hitting on the teen's chest as the tears finally made their way down Peter's cheeks.

There was no reaction from the teen when Peter had hit him in the chest, but he was sure he could hear just the faintest heartbeat coming from the pup. He leaned back and took a relieved breath as he listened to the heartbeat getting stronger and stronger as the seconds went by.

"You really do like to cause drama Scott, don't you?" Peter said in an easy tone as he started redressing the wound, trying not to look too closely at how ugly and not healing it looked.

Derek/normal POV

He felt it the moment it happened. The car swayed over in the other lane and Isaac was quick to pull the car over, just in time to avoid hitting another car, it's horn blazing.

As soon as the car stopped, Derek tore the door open and emptied his stomach on the ground. He felt a hand rub his back in soothing motions and a voice telling him to breathe.

"What happened?" he heard Isaac ask.

He didn't answer, just continuing taking deep breath and tried to calm his mind. Suddenly, just as suddenly as it broke, the bond snapped back in place and it felt like he could breathe again. He felt himself being pulled back into the car and was met with Isaac's concerned eyes, the pain in them clear. He had felt it too.

"Let's get back, Peter better call." He muttered as he started the car back up again.

The car rolled into place in from of the McCall house and already Derek could feel the tension. He saw Isaac look up to Scott's window. He opened the car door and stood out, his bones heavy.

Barely he and Isaac had made it to the front door before it was opened by Peter: the man looked worse for wear, his shirt was covered in blood and his eyes were pained. He briefly greeted them before saying, "As much as I would like to stay Melissa has sent me home." He said and walked past Derek whispering, "It was only brief," and then he was gone.

Isaac looked concerned up at him and Derek gave him a strained smile, before they made their way up to Scott's
room. "It smells like death," he heard Isaac whisper and he couldn't not give the pup right. It did indeed smell like death in the house.

He told Isaac to wait by the stairs while Derek himself made his way into Scott's room. The scent of blood, pain and guilt assaulted his senses as soon as he stepped into the room.

His eyes fell on the still form on the bed, machines beeping and something was in the teen's throat to suck up the blood that was building up in the pup's lungs. It wasn't something he wanted Isaac to see but he had no other choice.

He moved over to stand beside the bed and knelt down, his hand found Scott's and he gave it a firm squeeze, "Isaac's here to see you." He said quietly. He watched as Scott moved his head to look at Derek, his eyes dead and cold.

"Kill me," he whispered as tears made their way down his face. The two words broke Derek and he let out a sob and made another strangled sound.

He was just a boy, he shouldn't want to die. But the words had been said and they couldn't be unsaid. He petted Scott's face, minding the machines and stood up, "I'm going to send Isaac up," he said, his voice sounded broken, like an Alpha pleading for his beta to just hang on for a little more time.

He walked out to where Isaac stood with a bowed head. The teen was quick to embrace his former Alpha in a hug, he had heard him sob. Derek just stood there, soaking up the comfort the other beta was offering.

Isaac POV

He had heard Derek's sob from inside Scott's room, so when the Alpha walked out, face even more tired than when he walked in, he was quick to take the older wolf into an embrace.

"I'll go in and see him, okay." He half asked, half said. At Derek's nod he let go of him and started to walk towards Scott's room.

Nothing could have prepared him for what he saw when he entered. A bed side lamp was the only source of light in the room. On the bed laid Scott. He was quickly on his knees beside the other teen and laid his hand over Scott's.

"What did they do to you?" he asked softly.

Scott moved his head from where he had hidden it in his pillow and looked at Isaac, "What I deserved," he answered back before he flashed his eyes and at Isaac's sharp intake of air, he squeezed them shut again and tried to turn away from the younger wolf only to stop and let out a long whine of pain and his body went rigid.

He watched as Scott tried to move away from him, only to stop and let out a sound of pain. He took a deep breath and his senses were assaulted with the too strong scent of blood. He snorted and let his hand fall on Scott's side and he moved the teen so he laid on his back, his eyes staring up at the celling.

"Scott, you're going to have to talk to me at some point." He said as he looked at the other teen. He looked so broken, so lost and so unlike the young man Isaac had left behind when he left for France. But he knew the reason. He had seen the eye color he had. He knew too that neither Peter nor Derek had been able to get anything out of him. Peter had managed to get him to talk but had no success on getting a name.

"So far I'm doing fine without." Scott snapped back before he was overwhelmed by a coughing fit.

He moved up on the bed and lifted Scott up into his lap, not liking how easy the older wolf was to lift, and shifted between patting and rubbing circles on the other's back, waiting for the cough to subside.

"I didn't mean to do it," he head Scott mumble. It sounded like it was something he had said many times, repeated it over and over again, like he was trying to convince himself that it was the truth even when he knew it wasn't.

He didn't say anything, he just settled for hugged the boy closer and pressing a kiss to his temple.

"What was his name?" Isaac asked. He hugged Scott closer when he felt him tense. When he realized it was again pointless to struggle against people, he pressed his face into the other wolf's shoulder and let the tears stain the t-shirt and taking as deep breaths as his chest allowed him to.

"He was innocent," Scott whispered, his voice barely audible with his mouth pressed against Isaac. Isaac closed his eyes and released his hold on Scott.

"I know my sweet, I know. I also know you don't want to talk about it but I know personally that bottling things up are just going to end badly."

He could fell the body in his arms shake and he felt so bad over forcing Scott to talk but it was crucial for him to know that they wouldn't leave him just because his eyes had changed color.

He also knew Scott wasn't going to talk willingly.

"Derek." He called.

The older man walked into the room and took in the sight of the two betas on the bed.

Derek POV

He heard Isaac call him from Scott's room, he didn't sound urgent just very stressed. He slowly made his way into the room and took in the sight of the betas sitting on the bed. Scott was in Isaac's lap, head buried in the younger betas shoulder.

Isaac looked at him, "Can you force a command through your bond?"

He looked sharply at the beta but nodded "I can but I think it's going to break him being forced like that again." He looked down, "I also don't know how stable our bond is, he's somehow blocking for it. I can feel him but then again I can't feel him." He looked back up after taking a deep breath, "I can try."

Isaac nodded before making Scott move off his lap. As soon as Scott saw Derek he began to struggle, trying to get away from Isaac's grip in/on him. He stopped as Derek let his eyes bleed crimson and he growled lowly and Scott bared his neck in submission.

He sat on the teen's bed and thought about what he was about to do. He knew that this might break every singly ounce of trust Scott had in him and he hated it, he hated that he was going to force Scott to do something he didn't want to do, just like his uncle did when Scott had just been bitten.

He cupped Scott's cheek's and forced the pup to look at him and laced his voice with as much power and authority as he could, "Who did you kill Scott?"

Even Isaac looked away from Derek as he said it. Derek could see Scott fight against the order but he was unable to fight it, and he bowed his head down as he whispered so low that they had to lean in to hear it.

"Corey."

A/N
I'm so sorry but he had to go. He was the most innocent person I could find. Don't worry, how he died is going to be told soon, also why.
Anyway review and please send me some tissues. Give also Scott a hug, I think he needs it.