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Chapter 40

It was nearing four in the morning. Melanie hadn't returned yet. Danny started the movie marathon without her, figuring that she would be a little late. After starting the third movie, Isaac grew concerned. Lydia had fallen asleep, curled into his side. Stiles barked at the TV and received strange looks from Allison and Scott who whispered to one another. After they left, Isaac called her cell phone but there was no answer.

Derek wouldn't keep Melanie for so long. He was a dick, but not that big of one. Isaac called Scott first. Scott just seemed like the right person. Unlike Derek, Scott wasn't cold. He was understanding. There was no answer and went straight . He tried again, but still no one. He gave up and called Derek.

"Hello?" Derek answered, his voice sounding gravelly.

"Derek."

Derek cleared his throat.

"Isaac? It's four in the morning." Derek grumbled.

"Where's Melanie? She said she went to see you." Isaac bypassed the pleasantries.

"She hasn't been here at all. What's going on?"

"She was supposed to go see you then come home. She hasn't come home."

Isaac heard rustling on the other line.

"I'm coming over." Derek hung up.

He drove up in Melanie's Camaro a half an hour later then came into the house with Allison, Danny and Cora. He gave Isaac the keys. Isaac clutched them tightly.

"I found it in the lot. Her glasses were in the passenger's seat. Did she tell you what she was coming to see me about?" Derek asked.

Isaac shook his head in a daze. The keys pressed into the flesh of his hands from holding them so tightly. Not again, don't be missing, he thought.

Derek didn't sit down. Instead, he paced across the living room. Allison perched on the arm of the couch closest to the front door and bit the nail of her middle finger. The nails of her index finger and thumb were already jagged from being bitten off. Danny sat on the end of the coffee table, his hands clasped together as he leaned forward, perched up on his knees. His eyebrows pinched together.

"No. She just said she had a few things to discuss after going to the hospital."

"She went to the hospital?" Derek looked up.

Isaac shrugged just as confused.

"Where's Scott?" Allison piped up. Her voice was tiny. It got that way when she was scared.

"Good question." Isaac replied. "I called him first and he didn't pick up at all."

Derek shot him a dirty look but covered it with a sigh quickly before any of them could see. Scott wasn't his alpha. He shouldn't have called him first. Melanie wasn't Scott's responsibility.

"He didn't pick up when I called either," Derek said, hiding his annoyance.

"What the hell is going on?" Danny asked. The look in his eyes was fury muddled with a sense of demand that only masked his worry.

"Rouxe!"

Isaac stood at his locker. He sighed, closing his eyes as Finstock called out for Melanie again. It had officially been three days since she'd gone missing. Finstock pulled on his whistle as he mumbled to himself. His eyebrows pushed down on his eyes as if trying to push them back into their sockets. He still looked like he was on crack with the way he looked: enraged, constipated and energized. The funny thought only lasted a second.

Any lead they found turned up a dead end. Derek even called an old friend-well-old acquaintance. Her name was Braedon. Cora felt sketchy about her since she did pay-as-you-go kind of work; a mercenary. The highest bidder got her services. It didn't exactly make her the most trustworthy person. That only made Isaac wearier of his alpha. He didn't argue with Derek though.

He slammed his locker shut. The late bell rang.

"Dammit," he grumbled.

His attention span was incredibly short during class. Even Danny and Stiles were distracted. Stiles didn't even take notes. He searched for leads through his phone and kept in constant contact with Cora, though he wasn't as stealthy as he thought he was. He got called out on it multiple times. Finstock nearly obliterated it after telling him to put it away four times. Stiles got it out of his hand right before he tossed it.

Lydia and Allison weren't all that talkative and Danny seemed to be on a mission to find them. Isaac was just trying to survive. He felt ill but didn't tell anyone. It was like a dull throbbing headache that had spread everywhere.

Now, there were dizzy spells. The other night he'd woke from a restless sleep screaming. A loud crack from his side echoed through the house and he fell over onto the floor hugging his torso tightly. He'd rushed to the bathroom, groaning and flipped the light switch. In the mirror, he saw his ribcage disfigured. Two of them had broken and his whole side was covered in a dark purple bruise. It healed, but slowly.

It was weird. He searched the whole house. Nobody had been there. There was no scent. Whatever was happening to Melanie, wherever she was, was killing her. His body was taking a beating from it. They were running out of time.

Scott was still missing too. It had been assumed that he was taken just like her. Isaac mostly hoped that that was the case.

The darach was put on the back burner but not for Derek and Stiles. The two of them still managed to make time to try and figure out the end game it had planned.

"Isaac?"

Isaac jolted from his thoughts and directed his gaze from the window. Lydia sat down next to him.

"Do you think they're okay?"

It was just the two of them. He looked up at the generic clock above the black board. Class let out five minutes ago. Her usual uptight attitude was gone. She looked like a wounded animal.

"Yeah. They're strong. They're okay." But even he wasn't so sure. The words felt empty. He couldn't be scared, though. He couldn't allow himself to think the worst. He just got Melanie back. He wasn't losing her. He just got her. This wasn't about to be the shortest forever he'd ever known. It was going to last a lifetime.

The two of them left. Lydia dropped him off at home. He decided to skip practice. Coach would be pissed, but he didn't care.

The house was quiet and bare feeling. He went into Melanie's room. They usually slept in his room more often than not. Her bed was unmade. He sat down at the end of it and glanced around the room. She had a strange sense of balance. Her dresser and closet were clean. Her shoes were organized, well, her two pairs of flip-flops and black stiletto heels beside her spike combat boots. The girl only owned four pairs of shoes. That was amazing since Lydia own more than forty pairs and Allison was starting to compete with that record. The floor near the close, though was littered with clothes that were both dirty and clean. Her bed hadn't been made in—he tried to think—ever. Nothing had changed.

Looking at her vanity, there were pictures on the mirror nearly making it unusable. Half of them were from the summer runaway trip. A few others were with Derek and Cora, Cora smiled, but Derek didn't. He was more annoyed. It was good to prize memories like those. You could never be sure if you would drop dead next.

"Where are you," he muttered. He let out a long breath. He was beyond tired, but rest was impossible.

There would be no good sleep until she was back here, safe and nestling into his side. He went over to her computer. It sat open with a black screen. He clicked a button and the machine came out of its deep slumber, showing him her latest project. Lunar phases. She hadn't told anybody about this. He would've known first. Was she looking for a way to make them all powerful enough to stop the darach?

"What's so important about a lunar eclipse?"

Isaac drove to the clinic. The lights in front were off. He went around to the back door to avoid the mountain ash barrier of the counter.

He stopped in the vet's office door.

"Hello, Isaac," Deaton said warmly. He smiled lightly. "What can I do for you? Have you found any leads on Scott, Melanie and Chris?"

Isaac opened his mouth then shut it. Chris?

"You think Chris is with them?" he asked

"I don't know, but he's been missing for even longer then they have." Deaton replied.

"I actually came to ask about lunar eclipses."

"A lunar eclipse?"

"Yeah, there's one coming. I found it on Melanie's computer."

"I see. A lunar eclipse takes away a werewolf's abilities."

Isaac paced across the office and back.

"Do you think the darach knows that?"

"It's possible. He could be waiting for this." Deaton's eyebrows pinched together with deep thought.

"What?"

"What if Scott, Chris and Melanie disappeared because they were close to something?" Deaton pondered.

"You think the darach did this?"

"I don't know. It's just a thought. What is he going to do during the eclipse?"

"I don't know, Isaac," Deaton replied.

Isaac sighed heavily. More I-don't-knows. He clenched his fists and his jaw. More questions, more confusions. This wasn't getting him anywhere. He wanted to punch something, anything. Instead he walked out of the office and back to the car. Nothing was being done.

He drove back home. As he got inside his cell phone rang. It was Stiles. Isaac rolled his eyes and answered.

"What do you want?" he huffed.

"Hey, I might have an idea of what's going on, sort of, I sort of have an idea, I think."

"Do you have any idea or is it another theory," Isaac growled.

"Just come over and I'll show you. Danny, Lydia and Allison are already here."

Isaac hung up and walked right back out of the house.

Cars were lined up outside of the sheriff's house making it seem like there was a small party going on. He stood outside and stared up at the house for a moment. Please be something that will help me find her, he thought.

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