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Is it gone, tell me what went wrong / 'Cause baby I'm not that strong

It wasn't that Peter wanted to leave Scott behind, by any means, but he'd rushed back in there and the Alpha twins--who'd flipped sides just like he'd said they would--were right behind them and Cora had already stopped breathing once. So, he snarled at Isaac who could see the twins behind them and knew, if nothing else, he had a duty to his pack--of which Peter and Cora were a major part.

He floored it.

The epinephrine had burned off a little too fast, which had been embarrassing, but the adrenaline was still pumping--possibly the only thing keeping him upright, honestly. That and needing to take care of his pack...Cora hadn't regained consciousness, and he could only hope someone had found Derek.

Isaac didn't know where Scott was, didn't know if he'd gotten out, and he was shaking, but he got them back to the loft safely. Sure, the pack knew where it was, but they knew where all of them lived and where else were they going to go? Better somewhere they could sort of defend. They didn't have Ms. Blake, anyway, so why would they come after them?

When they got to the loft, Peter got Cora out of the car, lifting her with a pained wince, but when Isaac tried to take her, he snarled at the boy until he ran ahead, getting doors instead, letting them all into the loft and skidding to a bit of a halt at finding Lydia and Hayley sitting there.

Peter noticed the girls, but didn't process, moving across to get Cora on the table, somewhere they could work on her more easily than the sofa. After he got her there, he just leaned against it, head hanging down, breathing a little too hard.

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Peter was trembling, even as he shifted, because fuck that hurt, like sharp pain shooting through him and he hadn't expected it and he wanted he epinephrine back, though his body was trying to help. "Maybe. The brother--Hayley's baby's father. He might do it just to spite Derek."

And Peter was so not above using that.

"Used to be five..." Hayley's head turned sharply at Peter's yelp of pain. "Um...should we check on him?"

Derek had been ready to follow as well but he stopped dead at the sight of Elijah pulling the bitch's heart right out from the middle of her back and even he had to admit that was impressive. Jennifer's entire body stiffened, then shifted to reveal the horrible disfigured creature underneath for just a second before the woman collapsed at their feet. The shadows fell back, the noise stopped and the forest was eerily quiet.

Allison was staring at the sight in mild horror as she stood back, an arrow half drawn though she lowered her bow since there was no point for it anymore.

Stiles had no idea what was happening though as he was focused on the sight of his Dad tied up but alive. "Dad!"

"Stiles!" The Sheriff looked up in surprise and then relief as his son rushed towards him. Stiles didn't say a thing though, merely fell to his knees as he threw his arms around him, closing his eyes to hold back the tears that threatened once more though it was more from his own relief as well.

Melissa watched the scene with a small smile before shifting just enough to look up at Chris. "Hey." Despite the bravado she was trying to put forth, he would see the fear giving way to relief and the rush of emotion that came with realizing that she was free. That he was there to save them.

Klaus scrambled out from under the body before she completely collapsed, looking at the blood on his hand and then heart in Elijah's. He glared as Elijah dropped her heart and pulled out his handkerchief to clean off his hand. "...You said I could kill her."

Elijah sighed and rolled his eyes. "I'm sorry. You seemed ready to chat her to death. And she was hurling magic. Perhaps I should have just let her turn you into a frog..."

"...Can druids do that?" Isaac asked, mostly to Derek, mostly still just staring at the heart now on the ground.

Elijah tossed the handkerchief to Klaus. "It looks like you did a good job on her throat. Let's say we killed her together and perhaps see about getting on with the night..."

Klaus caught the scrap of fabric on instinct, but still looked disgruntled.

Chris watched Stiles and the sheriff for a moment, then shifted his gaze to Melissa, tucking his gun away and reached around to pull the knife at his belt free, laying it down by Stiles so he could cut the sheriff's ropes, while he got the one up his sleeve out and moved to Melissa, kneeling beside her. "Hey. That doesn't really look all that comfortable..."

Allison swallowed thickly, making herself look away even as she kept her features composed into a perfect mask of neutrality. Sliding the last arrow away, she turned to head towards the cellar, wanting to make sure that her Dad was okay and that they had found the missing parents.

"I don't know." Derek muttered towards Isaac. "I wouldn't be surprised." Then he nodded towards the cellar. "Go make sure Scott's mom is in there." Since he knew the woman had become important to Isaac as well.

Still watching him, Melissa smiled as he left a knife for Stiles before moving over to help her. "I have to say I've been in better." She murmured before realizing how that sounded. "I mean...I...nevermind." She looked down to watch the process as he started cutting her free while Stiles grabbed the knife to work on his Dad's bonds.

Lydia couldn't believe that she was sitting there talking about killing another person to make Peter stronger but that seemed mild compared to everything else in her life. Kneeling beside him, she brushed her fingers lightly over his forehead, trying to soothe him.

Cora was sitting straighter when she heard the yelp of pain, wanting to race to check on him as well, but then she was shaking her head slowly. "No." She knew it would hurt his pride if they did. "Lydia isn't yelling for us. We should only go if she does call out."

The vampire and the hybrid seemed not to notice the others' reactions to their actions and subsequent bickering. Like, really...this was their world, so, their lives.

"This is why we left Ireland in the thirteenth century," Klaus muttered.

Isaac just nodded at Derek, running to follow Allison down in the cellar, relief flickering over his face when he saw Melissa. He moved to kneel next to Chris, giving him, then her, a look. "Is she okay?"

Chris had just been about to reply to Melissa's statement when Isaac appeared, so he bit it back and but gave her a look that said he was, possibly, thinking about how things could be better with ropes. But he nodded at Isaac as he got the last ropes done, looking back at her. "I think so..."

Allison moved to help Stiles get the Sheriff to his feet which was no easy task considering he had been tied up for hours. He even groaned as he straightened, wincing at the pins and needles sensation that ran through him as his blood started to race through his body again.

Melissa saw the look on Chris's face and, for a second, she looked intrigued by what he might say but she was distracted by Isaac's sudden appearance. Recognizing the worry on his face, she smiled as she reached out her free arm to cup his cheek. "I'm okay, sweetheart." She reassured him before giving a confused frown. "Where is Scott?"

The question made Stiles look over with a frown, suddenly uneasy. "He's...."

Outside, Derek had moved to join the two vampires. "She's dead and it sounds like they found the Sheriff as well as Scott's mom."

The Alphas needed to go. Peter saw no reason he shouldn't profit from that. He took some slow breaths, closing his eyes and letting her touches soothe. He shifted more carefully, rolling onto his less damaged side and held out a hand for her as far as he could. "You need to lay down, too," he said quietly.

Hayley didn't look convinced, but she sort of thought male pride was sometimes a little ridiculous, but she took Cora's word for knowing better and shifted back to the earlier question. "Um..ok. So. There were five of them. Five siblings. But two of their brothers were killed last years, so now it's just Klaus and Elijah and their sister Rebekah."

Lydia wanted to tell him that she was worried about hurting him but the urge to curl up next to him, to be close to him, was too overwhelming. So she scooted closer as she reached out to take his hand, her fingers linking with his as she laid on her side facing him. "Please heal." She murmured softly then, her eyes flickering over his face. "Or tell me if there's some kind of banshee thing I can do." She was feeling completely useless.

Cora fought back the urge to go downstairs as well, shifting uncomfortably on her bed while trying to focus on Hayley's words. "Elijah and Klaus seem so different. What is their sister like?" She wondered if this mysterious vampire was volatile like Klaus or calm like Elijah.

Isaac resisted the urge to throw himself in Melissa's arms like a baby, but there were tears in his eyes, especially when she asked about Scott. He glanced at Stiles, then back at her. "Deucalion told him he could get you and the sheriff back, so. He went with him..."

Chris interjected, "But he's okay. Deucalion wants him in his pack, so he won't hurt him."

"And we've got you back," Isaac said, worrying at his lower lip. "And Ms. Blake is dead. So, we'll call him and let you know and he'll know he can come home." God, he hoped so, because he was on the verge of falling apart over it, a tiny tremble in his voice like the one thing he'd been leaning on was lost now.

Elijah tilted his head and listened to the reunion. "Good. Mission success, then."

Brushing her thumb over Isaac's cheek, Melissa didn't hesitate to draw him close even if her arms were screaming with strain and ache from behind tied behind her for awhile. Then she felt a thump of fear, her eyes widening as she looked at Chris. "He went..." Of course, he would have. If Scott had thought that going with Deucalion would get her and the Sheriff back, he would do it without hesitation.

But still...

"Deucalion won't let him go easily." She swallowed thickly. "I've talked to him, he's...there's just something very wrong with him." She nodded. "We need to call Scott. Now."

"We'll call him as soon as we get you guys out of here." Stiles nodded, looking at his Dad.

"We parked nearby but it's still a bit of a walk." Allison added, moving to the stairs as Melissa eased back, shifting to try to get to her feet though her legs gave out about half way.

Looking down at the body at his feet, Derek felt almost empty. The murders, the questions and the fear were gone now and it felt almost anticlimactic. Tearing his gaze away, he looked to Elijah again. "Not till we get Scott back."

Peter brushed a kiss over her hair. "I will, sweetheart. I should be fine by morning, I promise." He hoped. "There's nothing you can do, but stay close." He couldn't quite get his arm around her, but having her warmth against him, his hand around hers helped. It also let him not worry about her as much. Though on that note... "Grab my phone off the nightstand?"

Hayley considered. "She's more like Klaus in temperament than Elijah. She's got a temper. But she's also the only girl and has been the baby for a thousand years. She was about your age when they were turned. So...she's sometimes a mix of spoiled and like they've dismissed her all her life. You know how guys can be when they think they're doing shit for your own good, and you're a girl and they have to take care of you and they know better and all that patriarchal shit? Klaus and Elijah are the worst at it. I mean, you can kind of understand--for most of their lives that's how the world's been. But that means, she's a thousand years old, and they've indulged a lot of her whims, but also--made nearly every decision for her, and tried to rule her life for a thousand years...'for her own good.'" Hayley made a face. "She defied them recently, though. Refused to come to New Orleans with us, and...good for her, honestly. But...I don't know her really well, you know? Just...observed the few times we met."

Lydia nodded again, shifting to roll over so he could grab his phone before moving to hand it over. "Going to try to get ahold of Derek?"

"So you're basically saying that Elijah is the only calm one out of them." Cora chuckled faintly but then she nodded. "I get it though. I'm the little sister too with an older brother and an older sister who acted like Alphas even when they were betas. Add in Uncle Peter and..." She shrugged a bit. "But I was only with them for about seven years..."

"So now you get to be a part of the vampires family." She continued on, not wanting to think of her own family. "That's got to be all kinds of weirdness."

Isaac didn't burrow into her side like he wanted to, though, but was there when she tried to stand, caught her when her legs gave out and helped her up, providing what he could of his own strength and support. She probably could feel him trembling, but it wasn't weakness, just emotion. He was steady enough to help her get feeling back and stretch as she needed. Chris seemed to realize he needed to, and stepped back, retrieving his knives and restrapping them on, though he was watching to make sure Isaac had it.

"We'll get him back," he promised her with a nod. "Let's get back to the cars, away from this place, and we'll call him, let him know you're okay. Deucalion needs him to be there by choice. Holding him against his will isn't the way to get his power added to the pack. I'm no saying he won't try to find another way to get him, but...it's in his interests to treat him well, still."

Elijah looked at Derek for a moment, then nodded. Klaus rolled his eyes, but shrugged. "We should get her away from here. Too much magic in the ground for my comfort."

"Agreed." Derek nodded. "She used this place before to keep herself alive and I don't trust her not to somehow bring herself back." Peter had managed it after all.

"No one will buy an animal attack though." Not with how her heart had been ripped out.

"He should get to the hospital." Melissa nodded to the Sheriff but he merely shook his head, waving off their concern.

"I'm fine, just a bit stiff." He muttered as Stiles and Allison helped him up the stairs. They paused at the sight of the three men talking around the dead body. A sight that made him frown, open his mouth and then close it as he shook his head. "Get me away from here before I have to do something about that." He muttered, letting Stiles steer him away and back towards the cars.

Melissa didn't look either as she let them get her back to the cars as well.

Peter shook his head. "No. I don't want to distract him if they're fighting. He'll call when he knows something." What he did do was set his alarm for two hours. "I don't expect we'll sleep easily, but...if we do...you still had a really hard hit on the head tonight."

"Pretty much," Hayley said with a wry smile, coming over and finally dropping down to sit on the end of Cora's bed. She gave her a look and wanted to press, but they were sharing more in their dancing around things, so she didn't want to ruin it. "And yeah, I guess I am. That's what Elijah says, at least. There were these witches and they wanted to hold me to keep a hold on Klaus, threatened to kill me if he stepped out of line. Elijah took me away from them. Told them that the baby was his family and that meant I was now his family, too, and..."

She smiled a little. "They were all talking about needing a hold over Klaus, over this other vampire, Marcel. They're terrified of both of them, right? And so, this witch tells Elijah that if Klaus deviates from the plan, they'll kill me and the baby. And Elijah just...walks up to her, calm as can be, and he says, 'I give you my word: if any harm comes to Hayley or her baby, you won't have to be afraid of Klaus or Marcel or anyone else in the world so much as me.' I have...never seen anyone so scared in my life. Klaus may be the single most physically powerful creature on the planet, and he may have a temper and he may be unpredictable and kill you in a fit of temper, but...Elijah is way more deadly when crossed. Because of the calm, you know? That whole...revenge is a dish best served cold, saying? That's Elijah. You'll weather the rage of Klaus and his ilk and then, when you least expect it...Elijah will destroy your whole world and make you beg to die before he lets you."

She shivered a little, but her eyes were glowing and there was a definite savage pleasure in that idea.

Klaus gave Derek a slightly savage smile. "Don't worry about it--we're good with this. Elijah and I will take care of it and meet you back at the loft."

Because, seriously--Elijah's heart ripping out fetish kind of made this kind of thing fairly common.

Isaac glanced over a them, gave the sheriff a slightly rueful smile and wanted to say something about welcome to knowing about all the stuff that was going on, but he bit it back and just helped Melissa back to Chris's car, which was closest.

Chris glanced at them and nodded a little. "Stiles and I will get them ... either home or back to the loft...?" He wasn't sure if they should all meet back up or not.

"I'll call Scott," Isaac said, without thinking that, well, maybe Stiles or Allison would do that. But--Stiles had his dad to check on and....yeah. He kind of didn't think about Allison might want to call him.

"And you have busted ribs and possible internal bleeding." Lydia countered. "So if anyone needs to rest, it's you. I'll test later." Because, at this point in time, she fully intended to watch over him while he slept.

Cora nodded, the same dangerous glint in her gaze. "I got that sense the day I showed him to the Argents and the Alpha pack. I should have followed his lead and let him handed the twin." As much as she hated to admit it.

Then she looked at Hayley again. "So what does it mean for my brother? You bring a part of their family."

"I'm resting," he murmured in protest, really not wanting to sleep until everyone was home and things were sorted. "I just...if we fall asleep, I need to be sure that you'll wake." He lifted her fingers to brush a kiss over them.

"Yeah, probably," Hayley agreed. "But I get wanting to do something yourself, after what they did."

She tucked her hair back behind her ear and shrugged. "I...don't know," she admitted. "I mean...it's only been a few weeks, you know? We haven't really talked about what the future looks like. There's been too much bad shit to just...get through. But, he wants me here, now, and I'm not leaving. And Elijah seems to get that, at least. Otherwise, they'd have just taken me and gone." She shrugged a little, gave Cora a wry smile. "Best case scenario? Vampires as inlaws?"

Derek nodded, not even wanting to argue as he was perfectly content to let Elijah and Klaus handle the disposing of the body. "See you there." He turned, moving to the others.

"Take me home." Melissa told them all before looking at Stiles. "You two can come over. I have a kit at home." And she was sure that the Sheriff should get looked at.

Allison glanced over at Isaac but she nodded. "Call him. He needs to know we have them."

Klaus looked down at the body, then back up at Elijah. "Away from here?"

"Far, far away," Elijah murmured, hoisting her before they both blurred off.

Chris nodded. "Home it is." He glanced at Allison. "You follow us?"

Isaac pulled his phone out, pacing off a little bit and calling Scott.

Allison watched the two vampires disappear in a blur before turning towards her father. "I'll wait here to see what's going on with Isaac and if he can get a hold of Scott. Take them home." She motioned at the Melissa and towards the Sheriff who Stiles was helping into Allison's car since she had left it open. "I'll be right behind you."

Scott picked up on the third ring. "Isaac?"

"How can you make sure I'll wake if you're sleeping?" She asked with a small smile, brushing her thumb lightly over the bottom of his lip as she watched him with a quiet and tender gaze. Really, the idea that she could have lost him scared her still even if she knew he was safe at the moment.

Cora didn't smile though because she was wondering how that would work, especially since one of the vampire-in-laws would be the father of the baby that would be running around. "Do you think Derek and Klaus will get along one day?"

Peter held up the phone with an eyebrow arch and a small smile. "Alarm," he murmured, before pressing a kiss to her thumb. He wanted to touch her, but his arm didn't want to move, so he just nibbled at her thumb. "I just don't want you to get worse..."

Hayley sighed and shrugged a little. "I don't know. Maybe? Klaus really doesn't give much of a damn about what I do when he's thinking straight. I think...honestly? I think it's wolf instincts and he doesn't know how to deal with them, or get past the instinct to rationality." She shrugged. "He's new at this."

Chris gave her a bit of a nod, uncomfortable, but figuring she was probably safe enough for the moment. Jennifer was dead, after all. "All right. We'll see you back at the McCall's, then."

Isaac wasn't much paying attention to them, just praying Scott would pick up. His relief when he did made him a little breathless, rushed, maybe a little vulnerable and trying really hard not to sound like he was pleading. Because what if Scott wanted to be with them, after all? He didn't think so, but nothing else had gone right in months. "Hey. We got them. Your mom and the sheriff. They're safe. Mr. Argent's taking them back to your place now, and the vampires killed Ms. Blake so...you don't have to do this, Scott. You can come home..."

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