A/N: I love Scissac, but I love Scallison too much to break them up. Also, I think there are way too many Sterek fics, so, I'm writing a Stissac fic.

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf.


**Tag: S02E02 "Shape Shifted"

I am so sick of all of this werewolf bullshit, Stiles thinks to himself as he slams the door shut and tromps up the stairs to his room. After the jailbreak yesterday and Isaac looking more than ready to rip him limb from limb, Stiles is finally starting to feel his mortality descend upon him. Sure, he's made it this far, and really, if he wasn't completely deterred from the supernatural by his best friend trying to kill him on the full moon, he wasn't going to be scared away by the quiet kid from school.

Or, well, okay. Maybe he'd be a little scared.

He throws himself down into his desk chair, dropping his backpack and flicking on his lamp as he goes. He drags his hands down his face in exhaustion and pulls open his laptop. The hairs on the back of Stiles' neck stand up and he has that feeling that he's been getting all too often in his own room. Ever since he met Derek.

"You know, Mr. Alpha McSourwolf…" Stiles begins, swiveling around in his chair with as much nonchalance as he can muster. "You can't just -" He's cut off by the shock of an unexpected body inhabiting the chair in the corner of his room. Losing all of the composure that he'd built up, Stiles flails his arms, as is his trademark reaction, and lets out a low scream that he sort of fumbles over as it comes out. "Isaac!" he shouts. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

Frightened for his life, Stiles backs up out of his chair to the door, grabbing a baseball bat as he goes. Isaac just sits there, a blank and controlled expression on his face. They both just wait for the other to move until, after what Stiles thinks is far too great a period of silence, Isaac speaks in a low, monotone voice. "Derek said I have to apologize."

Stiles loosens his grip on the bat and his expression becomes less tense. But, he's still paying very close attention to the situation at hand. "Apologize?"

"For last night." Isaac's still sitting in the chair, no emotion displayed on his face.

"Oh," Stiles huffs out derisively, "you mean where you looked like you were ready to eat me like one of the cute, defenseless, little bunny rabbits that you scoop up off the forest floor? I mean, I can't really blame you," Stiles gestures to the entirety of his lanky teenage body as sexily as possible, "I do look delicious." Stiles lets his cocky smile grow and sets the bat down on the ground.

Isaac chuckles softly and smirks at the smaller boy before the stoic expression on his face returns. Then he stands and walks over to the window to leave.

"Oh," Stiles blurts, knowing he should say something, "uh… Isaac?" The werewolf looks back over his shoulder, eyes hard as granite. "I guess I forgive you. Just…" he rubs the back of his neck and takes a more conciliatory tone, "don't let it happen again."


Pushing Stiles down onto the ground, Isaac immediately feels bad for breaking the promise that he made after being forgiven. He leans down over the human to explain why he's doing what he's doing. "I'm trying to keep y-" Isaac cuts his whisper short, correcting himself. "I'm trying to keep everyone safe. From Lydia."

The boy under him should be afraid, deathly afraid. But, he doesn't seem to be. "It's not her," Stiles deadpans. His face, for once in his life, serious as the grave. Or, maybe, this look has been on his face before. There's no way for Isaac to know, but, he certainly isn't pleased that he's the one forcing Stiles to the ground and making him lose his normal exuberance. It is, however, a necessary infraction.

"I'm sorry," Isaac whispers very softly. He's fairly certain stiles can't hear him, but he's keeping eye contact with the ground out of shame, so he's unsure. He only hopes that the apologies he keeps making can keep being accepted.

There's just enough time for that thought to wrap itself up before Isaac is taken down by a familiar opponent and he's knocked out cold.


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And, sorry if there's grammar and spelling stuff. I don't have a Beta.