A/N.
Thank you so much to those who took their time to read Did you hear me scream. Thank you even more to Little Angle of Love from for telling me how much she liked it.
This sequel will be named Aftermath and will start with Derek telling the pack what happened to Scott.

Chapter one.
Let the sky rain fire on the doomed.

"Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself."
―J.K. Rowling,Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

He stayed for almost a day watching Scott sleep fitfully, small whimpers coming from the teen and tears of distress coated his cheeks.

He sighed and walked out of the train and was instantly met by the concerned eyes of Isaac and Boyd. He walked up to a wall and banged his fist against the concrete, the beta's flinching.

"Will he ever be okay again?" Boyd asked.

Derek just shook his head, "Isaac, tell Boyd what happened." Derek looked away again.

"No, he'll never be okay again Boyd," Isaac whispered.

A pained yelp from his sleeping area sent Derek running in and made him stop dead in his tracks. Instead of a sleeping Scott lying on a pile of sheets, was now a dark brown wolf, the wolf looked at Derek with panic in its eyes.

The Alpha let out an enraged snarl at the sight. This wasn't supposed to happen, it shouldn't be possible, but it was. At the Alpha's snarl the wolf had rolled over and showed his belly, his throat was bared too. Derek stopped himself from letting out the howl that was fighting to come out, and slowly he walked over to Scott, getting down on his knees and burying his hands in the soft fur. The soft rumbling that came out of his mouth was meant as comfort.

"Hey buddy," he whispered and tangled his fingers in the fur, "Wanna shift back for me?" he said again.

The wolf looked up at Derek with pained eyes and whined softly, resting its head on Derek's hands.

"Listen Scott, I know this is easier to handle like a wolf, but, but I can't let you stay like this," Derek took a deep breath before he continued, "You risk getting stuck in this form and I can't have that."

He lifted the wolf's head and made the teen's eyes meet his, "That's why I'm going to make you shift back okay, you can't avoid this Scott."

Derek never thought that a wolf could have so many expressions in its face but Scott succeeded.

Derek let his eyes bleed crimson and took a firm grip on Scott's head, his fingers tangling even deeper into the fur, "Shift!" He ordered, his voice hard and firm as he looked Scott straight in the eyes, the pup's eyes glowing golden in response.

Scott whined and tried to move away from Derek's hold on his head, but when the Alpha growled, the beta stopped. Slowly Derek could see the fur retreating and bones pop with sickening sounds, the teen whining and whimpering in the discomfort of changing back to human.

After full five minutes Derek's hands held a shaking Scott in his arms, the teen's arms was locked around him in a tight embrace.

"It's okay Scott, it's going to be okay, hush," he said as he stroked the teen's hair in soothing motions.

"Derek." A voice sounded and made him look up to see Isaac stand with Boyd behind him.

"Not now, Scott and I need to talk."

The beta's nodded and left the Alpha and beta to themselves.

He turned his attention back to Scott and looked the teen in the eyes. "Scott?" he asked, "I need you to talk to me." At the teen's headshake, Derek sighed and let go of Scott, rising to his feet and walked out of the room.

"Isaac," he said and made the beta follow him outside.

"Tell me everything that happened at Scott's after you moved in with him, did Peter ever come to the house when you were there?" he said and turned around to face his beta.

Isaac swallowed thickly before looking up at Derek.

"At some point he stopped letting me come inside his room. One day when he was out with Stiles and Lydia, I walked into his room. There was nothing unnatural about the way it looked, but there was this scent, like fear. I've been a werewolf long enough to know how cum and sex smells, his room reeked of it, but, but it wasn't his." Isaac said and closed his eyes and looked at the door separating them from the rest of their pack.

"He lied," Derek snarled. Scott had told him that Peter had stopped when Isaac had moved in, but Isaac didn't lie, he wasn't old enough to know how to hide a lie.

"Derek, try to watch it from his point of view. He thought that if he told us, we would leave him, he tried to hide it from me, he lied when I confronted him about the smell in his room, he panicked."

Isaac POV.

He waited in the living-room for Scott to come home. He had been getting frustrated that the beta wouldn't let him enter his room and had finally gotten enough. The others room smelled like fear, something Isaac had been fast to identify, there was also the overwhelming scent of cum and sex, something he didn't want to think about.

Isaac had long time ago learned how a room smelled like, when one of them had been jacking off, but the scent of that and fear combined didn't sit well with him, so he decided to corner Scott when he got home.

A key sliding into a lock alerted Isaac that Scott was home again. When Scott came into the living-room and saw Isaac sitting on the couch, Isaac noted that the others heartbeat spiked.

"Hey, something I can do for you," he asked and licked his lips, something Isaac had learned that Scott did when he was nervous, and Scott was very nervous right now.

He sighed and took a deep breath. "You know you can trust me, right?" He didn't approach the problem directly. Scott looked at him with a taken aback expression.

"Of cause I know I can trust you Isaac," he answered, "What's wrong?" he asked back.

He laughed dryly and looked Scott right in the eyes, "I'm asking you that question Scott. Your room smells like cum, sex and fear and I don't think that you have suddenly become afraid of jacking off in the house, or have sex in it for that matter, so you tell me what the hell is wrong," he said, eyes flashing golden and reached out with his hand to touch Scott's shoulder.

The reaction he got from the older beta wasn't expected. Scott flinched away from his touch, a snarl ripped itself from the others mouth, Scott's eyes flashing golden before resuming their brown color again.

"Scott, it's okay," he said shocked at the teen's reaction.

Scott didn't say anything but he had begun to breathe heavily and Isaac could hear his erratic heartbeat, he was bordering on a panic attack.

"There's nothing wrong," Scott said and took his phone, answering, only saying a simple okay, before hanging up, looking at Isaac again.

"I have to go again, Stiles need to talk to me," he lied and before Isaac could stop him, he was out of the house, leaving the younger beta standing behind, muttering "That wasn't Stiles Scott," and called Derek in hope that the good for nothing Alpha would know what was wrong with Scott.

"I should have known," Isaac said.

Derek laid a hand on his beta's shoulder and gave a reassuring squeeze, "You couldn't have known. Scott needs to be shown that we won't leave him. I think he needs to talk with somebody that's not pack, maybe Deaton or his sister Morrel, cause I don't think he'll open up to us, not right now ad not without force."

Isaac nodded, "I'll tell Melissa," he heard the beta said before he turned around and walked back inside again, barking out an order to Boyd, "Leave."

When the door had closed behind the beta, Derek turned and looked around. To think that not even a week ago, he was trying to convince Scott that he hadn't killed him. The irony of how one sentence can change the outcome was big.

Scott POV.

He missed the feeling that the shift to full wolf had given him. As human his mind was able to process what happened, what he had said. God, what if they threw him out, Peter had threatened with that, if he even thought of telling other people. He knew he worried the people around him.

Deaton had serval times asked him if he was alright, that if something was wrong he shouldn't hesitate to come to him and talk. If that wasn't what broke the dam inside Scott, he broke down in front of his boss, his body shaking with sobs as the man held him until he was able to get up again, mumbling "I'm gonna be okay, no need to worry."

Then there was Isaac. It was so much harder to keep it from him. When Peter came over at night he tried to muffle his cries, the pleas for Peter to stop. But Peter never stopped.
Then one day when he had been out with Stiles and Lydia, talking about him and how worried they were about him, he came home to Isaac sitting on the couch, looking up at him with a worried gaze and he just knew, oh how he knew that Isaac knew.

When the younger beta stated that he had been in his room, he panicked, he knew what was coming now, but it never came, Isaac just asked him if he had become afraid of jacking off in the house, but Scott could smell the underlying scent of concern coming from the younger wolf, Isaac reeked of it.

He saw and felt Isaac's hand come nearer him and he couldn't help the snarl or the flinch the came from him, Isaac immediately pulled his hand pack, the scent of the other's concern growing stronger.

He was saved by his phone ringing and without looking at the caller ID, he took it, Peter's voice greeting him, he was sick of it.

"Scott, I need you with me, don't waste my time, it's pressures." He said.

"Okay," he answered and hung up.

He had fled his house after that, he didn't want to be with Peter but he had no choice in the matter.

The thing was that everybody had been concerned about him, he didn't believe it, and Peter's words were still embarked in his head that they would leave him.

He was suddenly brought back to reality by his Alpha's voice, it sounded like he was on the phone.

"No, I don't know, he won't talk to us, not really. I know he's hiding a lot of what happened. I think he needs to talk with either you or your sister." There was a brief pause, "Yes thank you. We can try tomorrow if it fits. Yes."

The call was ended and heavy footsteps marked that the Alpha was walked into the train, heading his way.

God how was he afraid.

A/N.
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