The Bear of Teen Wolf

The Alpha

A/N: Alright, guys. This is the final chapter for Season 1. Enjoy!

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"Call it again," Scott said as he ran around his room frantically, trying to find his phone while Stiles and Alex sat/stood out of his way while he went crazy.

"It's not here. Okay, so you lost your phone. Why don't you just get a new one?" Stiles asked as Scott checked under the bed.

"I can't afford a new one, and I can't do this alone. We have to get Derek," Scott said as Stiles looked offended by this.

"Well, A) you're not alone; you have me and Alex; and B) didn't you and Alex say Derek walked into gunfire? He sounds pretty dead," Stiles said before turning to Alex.

"Good job, by the way," Stiles said sarcastically as Alex sighed.

"I didn't have a choice. I had to keep up appearances, and there wasn't an opportunity to warn you. Besides, like I told you, Derek's not dead," Alex stated, looking down at Stiles. "They plan to use him to get to the Alpha. They're not going to kill him," Alex told them.

"All right, let them do what they're planning, you know? They use Derek to find Peter. Problem solved," Stiles said as Scott began tossing clothes out of his bathroom while searching for his phone. Stiles and Alex watched the clothing fly past them.

"Not if Peter's going after Allison to find Derek!" Scott exclaimed as he came rushing out of his bathroom. "I can't protect her on my own, which means we either rescue Derek first or--just--just help me!" Scott stammered panickedly.

"You're not alone, Scott. I won't let anything happen to my sister. We're together on this," Alex told him as Scott threw things off his desk in search of his phone.

"You know, you probably lost it when you two were fighting. Do you remember that? When he was trying to kill you? After you interrupted him trying to kill Jackson? Are you starting to see a pattern of violent behavior here?" Stiles said sarcastically, getting Scott to stop in his search briefly.

"He wasn't going to kill anyone. And I'm not letting him die," Scott stated determinedly.

"Could you at least think about letting him die? For me?" Stiles said, exasperated, as Alex cracked a smirk at this.

The two of them then noticed Scott's head snap to the side like he heard something.

"What is it?" Alex asked, knowing the signs of a werewolf using their hearing when he saw it.

"My mom just got home from work," Scott said as he continued to listen and slowly sat on his desk with a devastated and saddened look.

"Is she okay?" Stiles asked as Scott shook his head negatively, getting a concerned look from Stiles and Alex. "What's she doing?" Stiles asked.

"Crying," Scott said sadly as Alex's head lowered in understanding. Stiles had filled him in on what happened last night, with Peter taking Melissa on a phony date to bite her and the two of them having to interrupt them by Stiles crashing his Jeep into their car.

Scott walked over and plopped down on his bed, feeling bad about his actions and what he had to do the other night—ruining his mom's first date, which she hadn't had in years.

Alex sighed at this understanding of how Scott was feeling. "Scott, you can't protect everyone," Alex told him as Scott looked up at them.

"I have to," he said determinedly.

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The next day, in the lacrosse locker room, Alex stood behind Scott and Stiles with a pissed-off look as they talked to Jackson. Scott wasn't allowed to attend the formal because he was failing three of his classes, so the compromise of not getting kicked off the team was not going to the formal.