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Derek when he finds you. ... You had been taken. Derek had to find you; Soon or he was going to go crazy. The pack searched and searched, but they never picked up your scent, never knew where you were. Every clue they got ended in a dead end. Anything ended and nothing ever led to you. That changed when finally Derek pickee up your scent. He was running around the woods, trying to get his mind off you when he picked up your scent. He stopped and followed it, leading him to an abandoned underground bunker, much like the Argent's, but even deeper. Derek ran as fast as he could, hoping that this was it; the thing leading him to you. Derek soon saw you in the corner of a cell, bruised and bloodied, and you looked so tired and thin. "Y/N," he whisper shouted, making you snap your head up in fear. "Derek?" you whispered, but he heard every syllable. He bent the bars to your cell so he could get in and you went into his arms. You were shaking, just glad to be back with Derek; glad he finally found you.
