Isaac/Scott

Author's Note: I apologize for the long wait since I updated last. The plot bunnies can be fickle and send me in different directions all the time. I hate to say that this story has to come to an end. It was originally intended to follow along with the show and make Isaac and Scott work as a romantic pairing, but I feel like I can't keep going into season 3B because Isaac is getting with Allison. Which I just don't understand, but I'm not in charge of the show so its not up to me. So I can't make the Isaac/Scott relationship jive with the show when Isaac's with Allison. Anyway, thank you to everyone who has followed/favorited/reviewed or any combination thereof, and I hope you enjoy.

They didn't get a chance to talk until it was all over. Ms. Blake had disappeared, Kali was dead, Deucalion had agreed to leave Beacon Hills, and Ethan and Aiden were staying. Derek and Cora were leaving, too, and Isaac wasn't sure how he felt about that. He hoped that wherever they went things worked out for them. It was a little strange, knowing that the guy who had turned him into a werewolf was leaving while Isaac was staying put. But Scott was his alpha now, not Derek.

They also didn't get a chance to talk until after Scott's dad had visited, which had ended much differently than Isaac had expected. Him showing up had been a surprise, but Scott's dad had asked, within five minutes of showing up, why Isaac was hanging around the house. Melissa had responded by simply saying, in a tone that brokered no argument, that he lived there now. Scott's dad hadn't been happy, but he'd let it go and went to talk to Scott. Who promptly shut the door in his face, which Isaac wanted to laugh at but he restrained himself.

It wasn't until that night, after Melissa had gone to work, that Isaac finally got a chance to talk to Scott. Except he wasn't quite sure how to start. Things had moved so quickly that it was kind of difficult to find his bearings once everything had calmed down. Scott beat him to it, though, by walking into the guest room (eventually Isaac would start thinking of it as his room, just not yet) and sitting down on the bed next to Isaac, putting an arm around his shoulders. And somehow just with that touch, Isaac felt comfortable again. He let Scott pull him closer and laid his head on Scott's shoulder.

Scott let out a long sigh, not quite happy but definitely not unhappy, "We made it. We survived. No more Alpha Pack, no more Darach, no more human sacrifices."

Isaac nodded against Scott's shoulder, "And you're an alpha now."

"And I'm an alpha now."

They fell silent for a second, both thinking the same thing. Scott was an alpha and Isaac was his beta. Scott didn't even have to ask to know that it was true. Isaac knew Scott knew that. Even before Scott had become an alpha it had been clear who Isaac was more loyal to between Scott and Derek. Not that Scott ever would've forced the issue.

Isaac broke the silence by asking, "What was it like, Deucalion and Ms. Blake?"

Scott's arm tightened around his shoulders, "I'm just glad you weren't there. Not that I would ever want to stick you with a small enclosed space like that cellar, but Deucalion wolfing out was like something from a movie. He didn't even have to try when it came to fighting Derek and I don't think Ms. Blake would've been able to do anything to him if not for the eclipse. He moved so quickly and he was so much stronger than Derek ever was, even with you and Erica and Boyd in his pack."

Isaac immediately wondered how that was possible. How many werewolves Deucalion had to kill in order to be that powerful. He also wondered just how heartless Deucalion was, if the Demon Wolf felt nothing at betraying and slaughtering his own pack. It made Derek look like a True Alpha in comparison.

Despite those thoughts and despite knowing his presence probably wouldn't have meant anything, Isaac said, "I wanted to be there. I didn't want you to have to face them alone."

Scott's fingers came under his chin and lifted his face so Scott could give him a kiss, when they pulled away just enough to breathe Scott replied, "Thanks, but you helped out a lot by going with Allison to find our parents. Mom told me how you held the roof up so the entire cellar didn't collapse on all of you. I can't thank you enough for that."

Isaac blushed, still a little uncomfortable with such heartfelt praise, and mumbled, "Well, it wouldn't have mattered if Stiles hadn't shown up."

"Dude, that was because of the eclipse. Its not your fault. Besides, if it hadn't been for you there would've been nothing left for Stiles to do to help. You did great, really."

He looked away and laid his head on Scott's shoulder again, not sure if he'd ever be truly comfortable when on the receiving end of a compliment. Another lingering result of his troubled childhood. At least he hadn't panicked while he was in that cellar, thankfully he'd had other things on his mind at the time to distract him.

After a few seconds when it became clear Isaac wasn't about to say anything, Scott hesitantly asked, "So, uh, would you mind telling me why you were with Allison the day of that memorial concert? Its kind of been bugging me, especially since you and her haven't really been the best of friends."

Isaac immediately felt guilty and wished he'd been able to tell Scott earlier because he'd known Scott would wonder, "She wasn't at school and I wanted to make sure nothing had happened to her. Then she insisted on trying to figure out who the Darach was and, well, I couldn't just let her go chasing after the Darach alone."

He felt Scott nod a couple times, thinking over what had just been said, before slowly saying, "Okay, but if your feelings for her haven't changed then why would you go check up on her?"

Isaac lifted his head up to look Scott in the eye, "Because even if I'm not her biggest fan, you still care about what happens to her."

A grin grew on Scott's face and Isaac knew he'd heard the meaning behind Isaac's words, that he'd done it on Scott's behalf. Scott didn't say anything, instead he pushed Isaac down so that they were both laying on the bed and laid his head on Isaac's chest. Usually it was the other way around, but Isaac knew Scott needed it this way every so often. Trying to save everyone and always do the right thing, while noble and something Isaac really appreciated in Scott, could be incredibly stressful and disappointing and frustrating and a huge cross to bear.

They laid for a few minutes, just enjoying the fact that they still had each other after everything that had happened recently, before Scott pensively broke the silence, "Do you remember what Deaton said, about the darkness that Stiles and Allison and I would feel?"

He did, even though Deaton had been kind of cryptic with his warning, "Yeah. Why?"

Scott's arm went around his waist as he answered, "Its just … I can feel it and I keep wondering if it will ever be more than that. Like if it might eventually affect me. How I think or feel or react to something and if someone might get hurt because of it."

Isaac looked down at Scott, but Scott wasn't looking at his face. Instead Scott was looking at his hand on Isaac's waist. He was shocked that Scott would think he might get someone hurt because of this darkness that Deaton had warned them about. But at the same time he wasn't all that surprised that Scott was worrying about it.

Still, he had complete confidence when he said, "That won't happen, Scott."

That got him to look at Isaac, "How can you be sure?"

"You're a True Alpha. I don't think you would've become an alpha the way you did if you were willing to do things the way Derek or Peter would have. That kind of goodness has to count for something, right?"

Scott didn't quite seem convinced, "But wouldn't a True Alpha worry about it? Wonder about it?"

Isaac shook his head, not wanting to have this conversation go in a great big circle, "You're over-thinking this."

Scott snorted, grinning for a second before he sobered and quietly said, "Just … if I ever do anything that doesn't seem … well, like something I'd do, feel free to stop me."

Isaac kind of wanted to question Scott as to why he was asking Isaac of all people, rather than Stiles or Allison. They'd known him longer and both had the same darkness that Scott was talking about so Isaac figured they'd probably have a better feel for when Scott might be doing something in a way that wasn't quite normal for him. There were also all the times Isaac and Scott had fought before they got together and Scott had always come out on top, which had all been before Scott became an alpha. So he didn't quite see why Scott was trusting him with this instead of someone who knew how to stop him.

But he didn't say any of that, simply due to the fact that Scott was trusting him to be there in case he started doing something he'd regret later on, instead what he said was, "Okay."

Thankfully, that seemed enough to satisfy Scott, who wordlessly laid his head back down on Isaac's chest. Both of them knew that more supernatural, werewolf-related crap could easily happen. Deaton's warning had been pretty clear and what with Kate Argent leading to Gerard and the kanima and then the Alpha Pack and the Darach, Isaac wouldn't be too surprised if sooner or later something else would come their way. Until that happened, however, he was going to enjoy being with Scott and living in a home that actually felt like home.