The Long Way Home

Chapter 11

The night of the full moon had been; for lack of a better word, insane.

Chris had warned them about the full moon, what to expect with having at least four betas with little to no control, and no alpha to keep them in line. But Peter had given them all a little extra insight, now that Noah was in the know, they'd all explained what had actually happened last month when he'd come home to living room full of passed out teens, at the time he'd been worried that maybe the kids had gotten wasted or high, and didn't want to go home and suffer the consequences of angry parents/guardians. Now that he knew the truth, he found it almost comical that he would've preferred hung over teens to moon crazed ones. Peter had informed them that this moon was also a supermoon, but unlike last month it wasn't a blood moon as well, which they were lucky for. Sadly, that's where their luck ended seeing as this was the strongest supermoon of the year, meaning that even Scott was going to struggle with his control.

Peter and Chris had devised a plan the day before, seeing as that Derek wasn't here, they couldn't let the kids run around unchecked and unsupervised.
So, they decided that they would chain up Derek's main three, and as an extra precaution they'd line the area with mountain ash. Scott and Jackson were allowed to roam free inside the barrier, seeing as Scott had the most control and Jackson was a special case all on his own. Peter had chosen to trap himself inside with them, saying that'd it help-if only barley-that they had a wolf who knew control there with them, plus the three closes to Derek were going to be running on instinct alone, so the fact that he sort of smelled like Derek should help them.

The night of, they had all gathered at the abandoned train station, after forensics had gathered all they could from the scene and Derek's car had been towed to the impound for safe keeping, and Stiles' jeep had been driven back to the sheriffs house, there was no need to steer clear of the area. Noah let the wolves lead him to where Derek had been 'living' for the better part of two months, with Isaac. Noah was about to comment about it, but then he remembered that Derek as well as any beta he'd created had been hunted for over the past four months, they wouldn't have been able to live anywhere obvious, and even for all his hard work two of his three betas had been kidnapped and had also asked to leave out of fear for their lives. Noah understood them, Derek's need to protect what little he had left, the kids fear and need to survive, and it just made his resolve all the more stronger to help them, he was still weary of Peter and found Deaton to be an acquired taste, he was pretty sure Stiles found the doctor's knack for being cryptic down right annoying and possibly infuriating. Which he found he was right when he mentioned it to Isaac.

So, here they were; just before sunset; in an abandoned train station; locking up five wolves for the night. And extra couch had been brought in for who knows where. Peter was busy restraining Isaac, Erica, and Boyd with some heavy-duty chains. While Chris was busy putting up the mountain ash barrier, Allison and Lydia had insisted on staying, Lydia because she could help reangle in Jackson if the need arose, and Allison was going to be in charge of defusing any fights if they got out of hand.

Noah had brought one of Stiles sweaters at Peter's request, all the man said was that scent would help, that weather those kids knew it or not, Stiles was way more important then they realized. He'd left the lightly used sweater hanging on one of the fold up chairs inside the barrier. While Peter had brought Derek's leather jacket and a duffel bag, he placed both on the same chair, which he understood a lot more then bringing one of Stiles' old red sweater.

The beginning had been smooth, everyone was secured. Erica was complaining about being locked up, Jackson was lounging on the extra couch, while Peter was leaning against one of the train cars, all the doors had been closed and also lined with ash. Scott was busy pacing the length of the barrier occasionally making eyes at Allison, weather the girl noticed and was blatantly ignoring the poor boy or hadn't noticed at all, Noah didn't know.