Chapter Thirty

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Chapter Thirty

Mac's POV

This punching bag reminded me a lot of Scott's face. Something I really wanted to punch right now.

"I see you have a lot of pent up energy today." Helena said as she watched me assault the punching bag in her basement. I've spent a lot of time here recently, training to get better control of my powers. I've honestly come a long way.

"Well I'm pissed." I said gritting my teeth. "Why you ask? Because my stupid brother and our friends went to Mexico without me."

"Aren't you all a little young for Cancun?" She asked.

"I bet they wish they were in Cancun right now. Those assholes." I said giving my punching bag another huge punch. It sent the bag flying into the wall. Those assholes went to save Derek without me. Took of in Stiles' jeep in the middle of the night.

"Ok, so how long has it been?" Stiles asks. he, Scott, Lydia, and I are all huddled around an exam table at Deaton's office.

"Weeks. He hasn't gotten back to any of my texts." Scott said.

"Has Derek ever returned your texts?" Stiles asked him.

"Once. Definitely once." Scott replied.

"Well he always answers mine, but he hasn't responded to my texts or calls." I explained. Ever since Derek was finally out of jail, we had been keeping almost constant contact. Especially after Isaac left. It was like Derek dropped off the face of the Earth.

"But this time it felt different. So Mac and I went to the loft. The alarm was on. Everything looked okay. But then we found these." Scott says putting a jar full of bullet shells on the table. "So I sent a picture of it to Deaton. He said that it's the mark of a family of hunters based out of Mexico. The Calaveras."

"What would they want with Derek?" Lydia asked.

"You don't think they killed him, do you?" Stiles asked placing down the bullet he was examining.

"They better not have, or they'll be regretting it." I muttered, squeezing my fist tighter trying to calm down. I was worried about him. Really worried. They had kidnapped him before. He had told me about the time Peter had gotten his finger cut off by the head of the Calavera family.

"I... I don't know." Scott said and looked at Lydia. "That's why you're here."

He pushed the tin can toward her. She swallowed harshly and picked up some of the bullets. We watched anxiously as she closed her eyes and dropped them against the metal table.

"Lydia, what? Is he dead?" Stiles asked when Lydia opened her eyes back up.

"No." She said and I let go a breathe I didn't know I was holding. "But I'm not sure he's alive either."

"What does that mean?" Scott asked her.

"I don't know. There's something not right." She said staring off into space. "I just... I don't know."

"So if the Calaveras have him, how do we find them?" Stiles asked looking at Scotts. Scott picked up a bullet and looked at the skull engraving.

"Mexico." Scott said, looking at all of us.

I was set to go with them, I had a bag packed and everything. Those dicks left and when I called, I was told I'd probably end up killing someone. I mean, they were probably right but I still deserved to go. Definitely more than Kira or Malia. Hell, Malia doesn't even know Derek.

So yeah, I was definitely heated. What if something happened to Derek? What if he was dead? I shuddered at the thought. They'd been gone all weekend, leaving me high and dry. Some freaking friends they are. My phone rang and I glared, hoping it was my brother or his best friend so I could scream at them. I calmed when I saw the name.

"Hello?" I said into the phone.

"Mac, you need to come to the clinic. Now." The caller replied.

"What's going on? Is it Derek? Oh god, is Scott hurt?" I asked in worry.

"Just get here." They said.

"Isaac, tell me what's going on!" I yelled at my best friend. He sighed.

"It's hard to explain. Just-I'll see you when you get here." He said and hung up the phone. With that I grabbed my things and rushed out to my car. What the hell is going on?

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Okay, I was harassed to bring Isaac back in the story lol. So he's staying, because honestly. What would Mac do without him?

Also, please don't be mad with how long it took to update. I rewrote this three times. I couldn't figure out how to put Mac into the story line. So there's two other versions saved somewhere. Maybe I'll release them as bonus chapters and see which one people prefer. Let me know if that's something you'd want.

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