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

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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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Chris nodded and led the way down to his car. "We're going to get them back, Stiles."

Klaus arched an eyebrow at the huntress, but took the map. "Yes, let's give the person with no reference point for anything on it the map...."

Elijah tilted his head, studying Derek and Isaac. "I can get there faster on foot, but we need the others before we go in, so it doesn't really matter. If we get there first, I suppose we can do some scouting, though..."

"I just hope they're alive when we do." Stiles muttered hollowly.

Allison tried not to get exasperated as she turned to face Klaus. "What? Do you want to drive?"

Derek thought about it, glancing at Isaac before his eyes went red. "Let's run then."

Chris really hoped so, as well, and he reached out to squeeze the boy's shoulder before getting in the car. Working with the pack might not be his favorite thing ever, but Melissa and the sheriff were innocent, good people. Saving them was something he could get on board with, fully.

"I think that might be best," Klaus said, holding out the map back to her.

Isaac nodded, because running and not thinking sounded like a good idea right now.

Elijah waved a hand. "Lead the way. I'll be right behind you." He didn't know where they were going, after all, and that would also let him adjust his pace to theirs.

Derek nodded before taking off rather quickly with a growl. Maybe they weren't nearly as fast as the vampires but he'd been know to outrun cop cars during a chase and so he wasn't worried about being slow as they ran in the direction off the Nemeton.

Allison was passing over the keys when the three went flying by and she turned slightly to watch them speed by and then she was looking at Klaus. "I can't run that fast." She informed him.

Isaac ran after Derek, doing his best to keep up with his Alpha and not think too much about Scott. This first, then they could tell Scott there was no reason to stay with Deucalion. That his mom was safe.

Elijah smiled a little and ran after them, kind of really hoping the Darach fought back, just so he might get to kill her. Though, probably, if so, he'd let Klaus do the honors. Maybe that would help him.

Klaus looked after his brother, then gave her a grin. "Which is why we have the car..."

"Do you have a bat?" Stiles asked when he got into Papa Argent's vehicle, glancing around.

Allison nodded as she turned back to Klaus, completely serious. "True. There goes my idea of putting you in the backseat though." And she remained serious for about two seconds before an actual smile twitched at the corners of her mouth and her eyes sparkled with almost impish amusement as she ducked down to get into the passenger side of her car.

Chris gave him a strange look. "Uh, no. But there's probably a tire iron back there. No other weapons for you until you can show me you know how to use them properly." He's not going to have a teenage boy shoot someone through with an arrow--or a bullet--by accident.

Amusement looked good on her, and Klaus smiled for a moment before climbing into the driver's seat, adjusting it, then turning the car on and pulling out, following Chris. "I assume we're going to break off from them, eventually...let me know where."

Stiles narrowed his gaze a bit and then he sighed. "Allison told you about the crossbow incident, didn't she?"

Allison watched Klaus as he adjusted the seat. "Sorry, you're a lot taller than I am." And she had always figured she was pretty tall. Then she was wondering what the heck she was doing apologizing to him. Turning her attention away from him, she cleared her throat as she tried to maintain some sort of professionalism as she nodded. "I'll let you know." She confirmed.

Derek was not surprised they were first and he slowed down to a near job and then a stop in the middle of a bunch of trees, looking back at Isaac and Elijah. "We're close." He kept his voice soft, knowing they could hear.

Chris gave him a bit of a smile and shrugged. "I heard."

Klaus wondered why she was apologizing for something like that, at least, but he just nodded, staying close to Chris ahead of them, mentally gearing up for the fight--trying to remember if there was anything Druids were likely to be able to do that witches couldn't. Killer migraines, sucked, but very few witches he'd ever met had been able to take out more than one vampire at a time--and never for long. It also took all their concentration, so someone else could take them out.

Isaac was on edge, looking around and trying to scent the air for something familiar. Elijah nodded at Derek, and felt a shiver run down his spine. Magic in the air.

Stiles sat back and muttered under his breath about how it had been an accident as well as something about triggers being twitchy.

Allison was doing much the same as she geared up mentally for the fight as well, shifting in her seat, turning towards him more, before suddenly pointing. "Turn over there and find a place to park. We'll have to go the rest of the way on foot." Then she was shifting further, unbuckling herself as she moved to her knees and suddenly dropped the seat back. Reaching behind him, she hauled a long case up onto the back seat and opened it again to draw out her bow.

Derek could feel it too, tilting his head. "Let's look around and see if we can pick up anything. And the best way to go in."

Chris would have been amused under other circumstances, but things were too serious right now. "If you ever want to learn..." He shrugged. He'd be willing to teach him, though he didn't see Stiles becoming a hunter, obviously. But if he was going to keep running with wolves, he should know how to protect himself.

Klaus did as he was instructed, cutting the lights out. He glanced at her bow appraisingly, before nodding. "Nice piece."

Elijah nodded, gaze flickering around trying to sense where the power lines lay, but that was a sense Esther had cut off when she turned him. Somehow, old instincts, human ones, died hard, it seemed. "Meet back here in five minutes."

Stiles looked over in surprise again. "Really?"

"Thank you." Allison glanced at Klaus again as she reached back to grab her quiver of arrows. Then she was opening her door to climb out of the car, slinging the strap over her body so the quiver sat against her back. As she turned, he could see the ring daggers strapped to her side as well. "Let's go."

Derek nodded his head, motioning for Isaac to follow him. "In five." He took off again.

Chris shrugged. "If you want. Might as well learn if you're going to keep hanging around them." He didn't want to think about there being a day Stiles might need it, but.

Klaus looked over the weaponry, almost amused, but also impressed, but nodded. "Lead the way."

Isaac did as he was told, moving with Derek as the vampire seemed to melt into the shadows in a blur.

Stiles didn't want to think there would be a day too where he would need to defend himself but it had already happened once or twice and he knew it would be better if he knew what to do. "Sure."

Allison nodded, motioning for Klaus to follow as she started forward, walking slowly as she opened her senses to her surroundings. When she felt the energy in the air change, she stopped. "I think we're nearby."

Derek skirted the edge of the Nemeton, slowing as he reached the spot where he had separated from Elijah and then he was glancing back at Isaac. "Did you feel anything?"

Chris nodded a bit. "All right." He was silent for the rest of the drive, parking when they reached their designated spot. "We have to walk the rest of the way in."

Klaus paused when she did, head tilting and he closed his eyes for a moment. A shiver ran over his skin and he nodded. "I'd say so."

Isaac shifted a little from foot to foot. "Maybe...I don't know. My skin's tingling and I feel like my hair's all on end, but...that could just be everything that's happened tonight.

Stiles was quiet too, focused on the hope that they were close to where his father and Scott's mother were but, at the same time, it also felt like too much to hope for. Glancing over when they finally parked, he tried not to look nervous as he nodded. "Okay."

"What do you feel?" Allison asked softly, looking around.

Derek shook his head a bit as Isaac explained what it was he felt. "No, that's magic."

Chris got out of the car and moved to the back, pulling out his guns and a crossbow both, making sure the clips were fully loaded and he had bolts, before handing Stiles the tire iron he'd promised. "It won't break as easily as the bat."

Klaus shifted uneasily, shaking his head. "It's a kind of ward, I think, trying to make people not want to come this direction, maybe?"

"So, we're at the right place," Isaac said quietly.

Stiles took the tire iron, nodding a bit as he clutched it tightly and then waited for Mr. Argent to start moving before he followed after him. "So, uh, have you ever dealt with emissaries before?"

Allison looked around again before she moved forward, fighting back the shiver that crawled down her spine and whispered in the back of her head. "Then this is exactly the direction we should go."

"Yes, it is." Derek didn't need to feel the air to know it was the right place as he could see the spot where they needed to be in the distance.

Chris shook his head a little. "None but Deaton. Normally, they aren't violent, and can balance wolves, helping keep them from becoming those we would notice."

"Mmhmm..." Klaus murmured, frowning a little bit at the tingle of magic if it was strong enough for him to really feel. He wanted to get this over with, keep anything from backfiring on them, and move on to something more fun...like hunting down these Alpha wolves. God, he hoped they were good for a fight.

Isaac glanced at Derek and was about to ask when Elijah appeared. "There only seems to be one entrance, is that right?" the vampire asked.

"So clearly Deucalion screwed up a lot of things by making the others kill theirs, huh?" Stiles muttered dryly.

Allison glanced sideways at him, noting the tension radiating from him, but she couldn't look at him for long as she needed to stay focused on their surroundings.

Glancing over at Elijah when he appeared, Derek nodded. "Yes, a set of cellar doors just over there." He nodded in the direction.

"More than I think anyone could have realized." Chris shook his head. "It should never have been like this." Another thing that had him questioning the family business.

Klaus caught his brother's scent in the air, and scanned the area, making out shapes in the distance, and tilting his head to listen, smiling slightly when he heard his voice and nodding. "Elijah and his group are in place."

Elijah frowned. "How big is it down there? She's obviously not keeping them above ground, but I don't relish rushing a small space, enclosed, where the humans could get hurt. Better to lure her out..."

Scott had told Stiles the story they had gotten from Gerard and Stiles found himself glancing sideways at Chris again, nodding slightly. "It feels like that about everything lately, doesn't it?"

Allison blinked before realizing that Klaus could hear the others and she found herself envying him for a second. "Let's go this way then." She motioned for him to follow her as she took the opposite point from the other group.

"It's not that big." Derek replied, his jaw clenching. Really, he liked Elijah's idea but that was mostly because he didn't want to go down into the cellar again. "Let's bring her out somehow." He glanced at Elijah. "She might come out if I call for her."

"Things do seem to be going downhill," Chris murmured. He was tense, looking around, remembering the last time he was here.

Klaus nodded, letting her lead, though he pulled out his phone to text Elijah where they were.

Elijah hadn't been listening for him, so the phone buzzing caught him and he read it, before nodding at Derek. "If you think she'll come, call her..."

"So, uh, what are we going to do?" Stiles asked, trying not to sound nervous. "How do we know when we can go in?"

Allison stood still, glancing over at Klaus again as he sent a text message. "Does mountain ash bother you?" She asked softly.

Derek nodded as Elijah encouraged him to call out to Jennifer and he moved forward, looking around. "Jennifer?"

Chris was scanning the area. "We get as close as we can without being seen and when the fighting starts...we move in."

Klaus frowned a little, confused, as he looked back a her, and shook his head. "No?"

Isaac caught his breath, wondering if she'd show, even as Elijah scanned the area between them and the tree. Reaching out, he touched Isaac's elbow lightly. "Let's fall back in the shadows some, so she thinks it's just him here..."

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