work_inprogress | Is it gone, tell me what went wrong / 'Cause baby I'm not that strong

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Is it gone, tell me what went wrong / 'Cause baby I'm not that strong

It wasn't that Peter wanted to leave Scott behind, by any means, but he'd rushed back in there and the Alpha twins--who'd flipped sides just like he'd said they would--were right behind them and Cora had already stopped breathing once. So, he snarled at Isaac who could see the twins behind them and knew, if nothing else, he had a duty to his pack--of which Peter and Cora were a major part.

He floored it.

The epinephrine had burned off a little too fast, which had been embarrassing, but the adrenaline was still pumping--possibly the only thing keeping him upright, honestly. That and needing to take care of his pack...Cora hadn't regained consciousness, and he could only hope someone had found Derek.

Isaac didn't know where Scott was, didn't know if he'd gotten out, and he was shaking, but he got them back to the loft safely. Sure, the pack knew where it was, but they knew where all of them lived and where else were they going to go? Better somewhere they could sort of defend. They didn't have Ms. Blake, anyway, so why would they come after them?

When they got to the loft, Peter got Cora out of the car, lifting her with a pained wince, but when Isaac tried to take her, he snarled at the boy until he ran ahead, getting doors instead, letting them all into the loft and skidding to a bit of a halt at finding Lydia and Hayley sitting there.

Peter noticed the girls, but didn't process, moving across to get Cora on the table, somewhere they could work on her more easily than the sofa. After he got her there, he just leaned against it, head hanging down, breathing a little too hard.

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Melissa nodded, not really so worried about herself but more for the Sheriff and for Scott. Looking out the window, she bit her lip as she prayed that Isaac had been able to get a hold of him.

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay and that you got ahold of Scott." Allison replied, tilting her head to the side. "Is he going to meet us at his place? Can he get away from the Alpha pack?"

Chris just nodded and focused on the road given any storm damage, but got them safely back to Melissa's home, parking in the driveway before getting out to get the doors for them.

Isaac frowned a little at the making sure he was okay and tried to not shift too much. "Um, he said he was close to here, so I--we--should wait..."

Except he hadn't mentioned Allison was still here, hadn't realized it, honestly, too wrapped up in relief at hearing Scott's voice.

Waiting for Chris to park, Melissa opened her door and slid out before turning around to make sure the Sheriff was okay while Stiles helped him out. Then, leading them to the front door, she used her key to let them in and was relieved the find the power was still working for them at least. "My kit is in the bathroom, Stiles."

Allison wondered at the tension and the frown on his face but maybe it was to be expected. It wasn't like he had a reason to trust or like her.

"I'll...go back over here." She hid whatever she was feeling by turning away to head back or so it seemed.

Isaac would sense Scott a moment later and it wasn't long before the boy was breaking into the clearing running on all four. Straightening then, he jogged towards Isaac, looking relieved. "Isaac." He knew the other boy was most likely concerned and upset with him for going with Deucalion and, honestly, he felt guilty but he had thought it was the right thing to do.

Chris brought up the rear coming in, making sure no one had followed them closely, just scanning the perimeter to ensure they were secure before following them in. Old habits died hard.

Isaac watched her slip away, uncertain and a little guilty, and he was pretty sure Scott still loved her and that made him all sorts of...not knowing how to act around her. Like maybe he was just...keeping Scott company until he went back to her, or she decided she wanted him back, and Isaac would...let him go, do whatever he had to so Scott would be happy, but it made him uneasy.

Sensing Scott, though, his relief brushed away the rest of the way and he spun toward him, face lighting up in a smile that could have lit up a room, sheer relief and joy and need flickering over his face. "Scott!"

"Chris, can you get his shirt off?" Melissa glanced over at the hunter as she waited for Stiles to bring her the kit.

Seeing the relief and joy on Isaac's face made Scott feel a bit better as he hurried towards him, not even thinking for a moment that someone could be around or see them reuniting. Right now he was just too happy to know that his mother and the Sheriff were safe. That Isaac and all of them were safe.

Reaching out to curl a hand around the back of Isaac's neck when he got close enough, he tugged him close so he could lean in and kiss him.

"Of course." Chris moved over to where Stiles had sat his father down and gave him a bit of a smile. "Let me help with that."

"Not a hunter, huh?" The sheriff asked dryly, giving him a wry look.

Chris shrugged and gave him a wry smile in return. "Welcome to the party."

Isaac was well aware of Allison, still, but the touch of Scott's lips dazed him a little bit, and he had to try not to cry in relief and happiness he was there and okay. Besides, that hold on his neck, Scott pulling him in...he wasn't going to resist. His Alpha, something inside him said, even if he still felt a tie to Derek.

He kissed him back, fingers curling in Scott's shirt, holding tight for a moment, before remembering. He pulled back, but just enough to part their lips, not willing to break Scott's hold on him for anything. "Scott..."

Melissa glanced over at the exchange and offered a small smile. "Sorry, he had questions and I had answers. It was a long time of just sitting there and doing nothing." And, honestly, it was a relief not to have to lie anymore.

Scott was instantly dizzy with relief and the growing familiarity between them. The way his blood hummed whenever he was near Isaac these days.

Pulling back slightly, he started to smile, to ask what was going on, but then something pulled his gaze away and he froze. "Allison..." He felt like he had been punched in the gut then as he stared across the clearing at the girl who was staring right back.

And if he felt like he had been punched in the stomach, Allison would swear she felt worse. It was like being stabbed in the center of the chest and the entire world ripped out from under her. She felt breathless and sick as she watched them, still stunned by the fact that she had seen them kissing. Scott and Isaac...kissing.

Taking a stumbling step backwards, she shook her head when Scott called out her name again and then she was running back to her car with the urge to escape. Anything to get away from what she had seen.

Scott knew he should have gone after her as he yelled out her name for a third time but he felt frozen in place. Turning his head, he looked at Isaac then, opening his mouth and then closing it as he didn't know what to say.

"It's fine," Chris assured both her and the sheriff. "It's not like it's my secret, and with Stiles involved and his job, he should know." Chris glanced back at the man. "We're just used to not letting this get out to many people--it puts innocent people in danger more than it helps, usually."

Like Scott. Isaac. Boys who hadn't done anything, but if the general public knew werewolves walked among them, the boys would be targets. "I try to leave it to them to tell who they feel they can."

Isaac closed his eyes when Scott saw Allison. She'd walked away--he'd hoped far enough that she wouldn't see the kiss. Apparently not. When he opened his eyes and saw Scott's face, he immediately apologized. "I'm sorry...she stayed..I didn't know when we are on the phone...I was going to tell you..." But there was kissing and he looked as stricken as Scott. "I'm sorry." He stepped back a little shaking his head. "You should go Catch her..."

"At least now you know." Melissa nodded before turning to Stiles to take the kit so she could work on the Sheriff. She didn't like that they had to do it without taking him to the hospital for now but the wound wasn't nearly as bad as she had been worried about. After getting it cleaned up, she offered to stitch it up which made Stiles go pale and turn away.

Scott stood there, watching as Allison reached her car and got in. It felt like a defining moment for him then. It was either chase after his ex-girlfriend, a girl he did still have some feelings for, or stay with the boy that had captured his interest while stirring something entirely new in him. Something he did in fact want to explore.

Looking over as Isaac apologized, he shook his head as he reached to catch his hand. "No." Catching Isaac's gaze, he made his next words firm so they would both believe them. "We're not doing anything wrong. I told you I wanted this." Whatever was happening between them. "And I do. I'll talk to Allison about it later."

"But right now, let's go home."

Chris moved out of her way, letting her do her work, glancing at Stiles when he turned away, but focused back on her and how she was just...taking care of someone else when she'd had just as bad of a night.

Isaac looked startled when Scott reached for him, but his fingers clung to Scott's tightly as he told him he wasn't going after Allison. The startlement grew, but settled into something a little calmer, if awed.

"Ok. I know your mom really wants to see you..."

Despite everything that had happened to her, Melissa's hands were surprisingly steady as she took the time to stitch the small wound closed and then cover it with a bandage. Taping it in place, she smiled as she straightened, grabbing a towel nearby. "Okay, I want you to lie back and rest a bit, okay? Stiles, honey, get your dad some aspirin and water." She nodded, pointing towards her kitchen before looking at the Sheriff again. "I need to wash up again."

"Thank you, Melissa." The Sheriff was paler than before but looked steady as he leaned back against the cushions and closed his eyes. Glancing over at Chris, she gave him a quiet look as she slipped past and moved to the stairs to head to the upstairs bathroom.

Scott still felt guilty about Allison being upset but he pushed it down with a nod. "Let's go." He needed to see his mother to make sure she was actually okay. Letting go of Isaac's hand, he started to run then, knowing the other boy would be right behind him as they headed home.

Chris smiled back at her and nodded, then pulled out his phone, frowning a little. Allison and Isaac should have been here by now, surely? "I'm going to check on the kids," he told the sheriff as, concerned, he dialed his daughter.

Isaac took off after Scott, keeping up and happy to run, like they could outrun the discomfort.

"Chris." Melissa called out the hunter's name in a soft whisper from where she was standing at the top of the stairs. There was no answer on Allison's end yet.

Chris glanced back up at her. "Yes?"

Melissa glanced towards the living room before motioning for him to come up the stairs.

Reaching the area of town where he lived, Scott slowed to a normal jogging speed just in case someone saw them.

Chris put his phone down, but sent a quick text to Allison, 'Check in, please. Are you ok?'

Then he moved up the stairs to Jon Melissa.

Isaac slowed when Scott did. He still wanted to reach for him, reassure himself Scott was there. Ridiculous, maybe when they hadn't even spent a night apart, but it had been a really long night.

Almost immediately Chris would get a return text, 'I'm fine. Going to Derek's and then home.'

Melissa watched him, waiting till he was at the top of the stairs before she offered a small smile. "I hope you don't mind but..." It was the only warning he would get before she was hugging him. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she hugged him and held on for a second, long enough for him to feel that she was in fact trembling ever so slightly.

"Are you okay?" Scott asked of Isaac, glancing over at him as they moved beside each other.

Chris wondered why Derek's instead of here, but he just sent back an ok, tucking his phone away just as Melissa hugged him. Her trembling just about broke his heart, knowing how scared she had to be. He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her close. "It's ok," he murmured softly. "You're safe now."

Isaac started to nod, then shrugged. "Better now that everyone's safe and you're not off with them."

"I'm sorry." Melissa murmured it softly against his shoulder. "It's just been a really bad night. I was scared." She could admit that easily since she was still fairly new to this whole world and all the dangers that came with it. "I really thought I was going to...or that I'd have to watch her kill him..."

"I'm sorry I went with them." Scott lowered his gaze, the guilt showing through. "When I realized Jennifer had my mom, I freaked out. She's the only one I have left." Out of his parents.

"You've got nothing to apologize for," Chris assured her. "Anyone would have been terrified in that position. It's probably going to be unnerving for a while."

Which wasn't all that reassuring, he knew, but it was honest, and he rubbed his hand slowly over her back.

Isaac reached out for Scott's hand. "I know. I get it. She's your mom and you had to go. It's not like we'd done much to inspire faith we could get her back."

The hands sliding over her back was nice as it helped her to relax against him further, her eyes drifting closed even as he told her that it was going to be unnerving for awhile. Honestly, it was just nice to be touched and to be able to touch in return even if it was completely innocent...

Sliding her hand over his back, she told herself to let go but it was hard to do.

"It's not that." Scott protested with a shake of his head. "It's just that he said he knew how to get her back and...I should have just known we'd figure it out." He sighed, looking away.

Chris didn't mind holding her, at all. It was...nice and he'd been really worried about her, scared for her. Also, there was an element of just...sometimes needing to hold someone. His wife hadn't needed holding all that often.

"Scott will be home soon and we'll figure out how to keep the Alpha pack away from him," he promised quietly.

"It's okay," Isaac said quietly, moving closer to brush fingers over his cheek. "You were scared for her. We--I--was too. And...for you, too."

Melissa nodded as she hadn't wanted to think about the Alpha pack or Deucalion's interest in her son. She pulled back slightly to look at him, about to say something else but the clearing of someone's throat at the bottom of the stairs made her jump.

Stiles was...confused by the sight of Melissa and Chris hugging, if only because he didn't know they were, ah, friends. "Um, I can't...find the aspirin."

"Oh!" Melissa wondered if she was blushing as she took a small step back. "It's in the cupboard by the sink. I must have moved it."

Scott leaned into the light touch. "I didn't mean to scare you. I'll try not to do it again, okay?" He leaned in to kiss him again before they started walking. Spotting his house, his fingers tightened around Isaac's as he started walking faster.

Chris stepped back, as well, letting her go, gaze shifting down to Stiles, neutral and not giving away anything about just how friendly they were. It wasn't actually a question he could answer, anyway.

"Okay," Isaac murmured against his lips, then clung to his fingers as they hurried toward the house, really not wanting to let go of him for a minute, though he knew he'd have to.

"Riiiiiiight." Stiles drew it out, stepping back as he looked at Chris.

Scott held onto Isaac's hand even as they burst through the door of the house but he let go as he hurried forward. "Mom?" He saw the Sheriff and Stiles but not seeing her right away still gave him a second's pause. He didn't even think about how the Sheriff and Stiles had seen him holding hands with Isaac.

"Scott?" Melissa pulled away from Chris completely then, rushing down the stairs just as Scott appeared at the bottom of them. Throwing her arms around him as he caught her, the two McCalls held on tightly as Scott held back the strange urge to cry though it was out of relief this time.

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