the wolves all cry

For as much time as they spent looking and waiting and planning, it all happens so fast. They're already to fight for the people they care about, and Derek can barely make himself himself hold back long enough to follow the plan.

But then they're inside and Derek tears his way through people trying to fight him off, claws and fangs out and put to good use. The place reeks of pain and misery and fear, and Derek lets out a roar as he throws a guy coming at him aside like the ragdoll. The lights flicker and dim, and they all keep fighting.

Once it's over, once they've won, Derek inhales deeply and rushes towards the familiar scents. He's led to actual cells and he has to bite back a growl. He sees Luke first, but Reid is already rushing towards him so Derek nods at him and then keeps going.

"Barry!" He calls out, tracking him down and skidding against the floor as he runs up to his cell. He wraps his fingers around the bars and chokes on a breath when he spots Barry slumped in a corner, looking beaten up and weak with something around his neck. "Barry, I'm here."

Derek looks around to try and find a weakness in the cell structure and then slams his heel into the lock as hard as he can to try and break it. He grabs the bars and pulls as hard as he can, letting out a frustrated yell before it finally opens and he can squeeze inside.

"Hey, hey, it's me," Derek says as he gets on his knees in front of Barry, reaching out and retracting his claws to cup his cheek as gently as he can. "I've got you."