Prologue

Scott hated road trips. It was just a whole lot of sitting around doing nothing. To stem off boredom Scott fiddled with the radio dial as he looked for a station that focused less on commercials and static and more on actual music. He didn't have much luck.

"Would you stop that?" Derek snapped slapping Scotts hand away from the radio and turning it off. His eyes set on the road a grim look etched onto his face. Scott felt a flash of irritation. Derek wasn't the only one who was having a rough day but at least Scott tried to make the situation a little better, even if that situation was pretty hopeless to begin with but Scott was trying, that was more than he could say for his brother.

Scott sighed crossing his arms and looking out the window. After all there wasn't anything to do nothing short of talking to Derek and that wasn't happening anytime soon. Derek didn't do small talk and whatever they could have talked about they already discussed at length back home three days again.

He wasn't even supposed to be out of town; he was supposed to be back home in New York going to soccer practice. He'd been waiting years to join the intercity soccer team any team really Scott wasn't really picky he just wanted to play and after months of begging. Scott was finally able to convince Derek to let him join the team, a lot of thanks went to his sister Laura for that one but now. Now Laura was dead and just like the death of any Alpha everything was going to change and with their luck for the worse.

At first Scott really couldn't believe it. His sister was strong he couldn't believe that she just…died, but the empty feeling in his chest couldn't have been a clearer sign. It didn't stop him from arguing with Derek telling him that he was stupid for thinking Laura dead. That if she was truly dead then Derek would have become the new Alpha of their dwindling pack. After a few hours however Scott wasn't able to deny the truth any longer. Laura never responded to their calls, something Laura made sure to answer all the time.

Scott swallowed as he shook the memory away.

"So this alpha," Scott started off unsure how to continue. "How can you be sure it's still in town?" The question had been bugging Scott for the past few days. For all they knew The Alpha could have just up and left. As far as they knew there wasn't anything chaining the Alpha to the town and there was every reason to not stay, hunters being the biggest one.

The question didn't seem lost on Derek.

"I can't, but it's the only lead we have." Derek stated making a left turn to enter into Beacon hills the sign in plain sight of Scott's vision, he grimaced and looked away.

"Well that's just brilliant." Scott grumbled. "What happens when we finally find this guy?"

"What do you think we're going to do Scott, we're going to kill him end of story." Derek said seriously.

"You forget he's an Alpha whoever he is." Scott shot back. "You know bigger stronger and who knows how many people he's already bit."

"What choice do we have Scott, you have any other bright ideas." Derek bit back sharply. "We don't have an Alpha anymore what do you think that makes us now."

"Omegas." Scott gritted out.

"And what happens to omegas?" Derek questioned his tone darkening as he turned towards Scott. This had been the first time Derek had looked him in the eye for the first time in three days.

Scott averted his eyes away from his brothers. "They die." Scott whispered.

It was a precarious position to be in. Omegas were ones without a pack, loners basically. They weren't known to survive for long. If the hunters didn't kill them you'll be sure that another pack would.

Scott gripped his arms tightly as the reality of the situation started to sink in. He could hear Derek give a small sigh then after a small moment Scott could feel his shoulder being gripped lightly. It gave him comfort though he'll never admit that to Derek's face. The grip started to get tighter but it never got tight enough to where it hurt Scott so he was ok.

"That was uncalled for." Derek amended.

Scott nodded his head. That was the closest thing he would get to an apology and that was fine with Scott. He was lucky he was getting any sort of apology at all.

He peered over at Derek's side of the car. His eyes returned to the road but he kept glancing back at Scott every so often. It was quiet for a long time before Derek spoke again.

"Everything's going to be ok Scott." Derek said calmly." As long as we stick together we'll be fine." Derek said giving Scotts shoulder a quick grip before letting go.

"Yeah ok Derek." Scott said because there really wasn't anything to say, he licked his lips nervously and looked back to the window. The boredom from before returning with a vengeance Scott didn't appreciate.

"What am I going to do with you." Derek said exasperatedly ruffling Scott's hair, earning an angry pout from Scott. It didn't stay on for long as Derek punched on the radio.

Scott gave a small smile, before changing the station to something with less static and more Arctic Monkeys.

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