Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Teen Wolf or any of the people in it (and boy does that one suck)

Two-Pack

Scott suppressed the urge to throw the book he was looking at across the room. With everything going on, an Alpha pack who wanted to kill all of them and now bizarre ritualistic murders happening all across town, with Stiles a possible target as they seemed to be targeting virgins, well at least they had for a while, it was becoming increasingly difficult to focus on themes of jealousy in Othello like he was meant to be doing. Scott rubbed his face wearily, he had been a better son, student and friend over the course of the summer, and with everything going on (despite it interfering with his promise to himself) he figured he deserved the night off, he'd done a lot anyway, he'd already done his Maths homework, with a new record on the least amount of swear words used to complete the assignment.

Scott looked over at the window, frowning in distaste. It wasn't nice out there. It had been lashing down all afternoon, ever since he, Allison and Isaac had royally pissed off the twins by messing with their motorbikes and a few hours ago, the thunder and lightning had started. It seemed that the entire town of Beacon Hills was going to be assaulted by a storm capable of personifying the Alphas anger. A loud rumble thundered over the house, and Scott was just considering going to see if his mother was alright (she didn't particularly like thunder storms) when there was a knock at the door.

"Come in mom." He called, deciding to at least face the desk to make it look like he was doing some homework.

The door opened, and the immediate smell of a wet werewolf made Scott take pause, because unless she was keeping something very big from him, she wasn't a werewolf. Deciding to muse on the thought of his mother becoming a werewolf later, he turned to the doorway and his jaw dropped open slightly as he saw Isaac standing there.

He was soaking wet, wearing only a tshirt and jeans, his blond hair a sodden mess, and the look on his face was one of pure despondency, and he turned his miserable eyes onto Scott, and as soon as he looked at the expression on his friend's face, he became certain that the wetness on his cheeks wasn't just due to the torrential downpour going on outside.

"Hey," Isaac began, his teeth chattering as he stood shivering in his soaking wet clothes, "I was wondering if I could ask you a favour." He said softly, his teeth chattering and Scott nodded hesitantly, wondering what the hell was going on.

"Course you can, Isaac what's going on, what's wrong?" Scott asked, getting to his feet, and Isaac's lip trembled as he looked at Scott sadly.

"I-I don't know what I did wrong, and...and he threw me out. He said it was, it was too much, having him and Cora there, he couldn't manage it anymore. And he threw me out, he told me to get out..." Isaac said, his voice trembling as Scott came up to him.

"Hey Isaac, listen to me. Calm down ok? It'll be alright. Right, we need to get you out of those wet clothes before you get pneumonia, you must be freezing." Scott said, rummaging through his drawers to try and find a towel for Isaac.

"I-I don't want to ask this, but I can stay here right?" Isaac asked softly, hopeful and fearful at the same time, and Scott grinned.

"Of course you can stay here, you can stay here as long as you need. Besides, it's been ages since I've had a sleepover it'll make me feel like a kid again, and god knows we could both do with that." He said, and Isaac looked at him sheepishly.

"I've never actually been on one before." He admitted lamely, and Scott grinned.

"Well the only person I ever had over was Stiles so I suppose it doesn't really count. Here. Bathroom's just opposite, but you might want to turn the dial down a bit, you must be freezing I don't want you getting scalded." He said, and Isaac grinned hesitantly at him.

"Thanks Scott." He said shyly, and at Scott's gentle urging he headed into the bathroom and locked the door, leaving Scott with a puzzled expression on his face as he surveyed the bathroom door where Isaac had disappeared through.

Why on earth would Derek throw Isaac out? For the last few weeks, ever since they had rescued both Boyd and Cora from the vault, all the werewolves other than himself and Peter (Derek still didn't trust him and Scott had to agree on that one) had all been living in Derek's loft, and there was more than enough room for all the wolves there. And Isaac, who had been the most loyal and dedicated of Derek's pack, the only one who hadn't tried to flee from Gerard and the Kanima, had been the one who had been thrown out by someone, who, in his own gruff and inimitable way, had been more of a father come big brother figure to Isaac than his own father had ever been. Derek had given Isaac a new life, and had made him feel a lot better about himself, given him a new home and a new family, and for his part, Isaac, who found it hard to trust others due to the trauma his father had inflicted on him, he had learned to trust Derek and in fact hero worshipped him in some ways. And now, all of a sudden, Derek had turned on Isaac and had thrown him out of the only place he had every felt truly comfortable calling home, on a night like this no less.

Scott suppressed an angry growl. He knew Derek must have his reasons and hadn't done this just to hurt Isaac, but there was something more to this, he was sure of it. He would sit down and get the full story from Isaac after he got out of the shower, but first, he needed to tell his mother that for the foreseeable future, she was going to be having a houseguest.

Alert for the smell of a freshly cleaned and warm Isaac when he came out of the bathroom, Scott headed downstairs, finding his mother dozing in front of the tv as she watched Grey's Anatomy. Smirking and pressing record on the Sky box so she could watch what she missed, he sat down beside her, making the sofa move slightly, and leading his mother to mutter something about wind chimes.

"Mom!" he called and she jerked awake, blinking her eyes sleepily as she tried to bring the room back into focus.

"What time is it, am I late for work?" she asked, and he shook his head.

"No, but you do have a houseguest." He said, his ears and nose alert for any sign of Isaac leaving the bathroom.

"Huh?" she asked in sleepy confusion, and Scott frowned.

"Isaac. Something happened between him and Derek and he threw him out. He doesn't have anywhere else to go, he can stay here right?" he asked hopefully and she nodded.

"Well of course he can. Why would Derek throw him out though?" she asked in concern and Scott scowled.

"I don't know I haven't got the full story yet. He came in soaking wet I think he'd been wandering around for a while." He said worriedly, and Melissa looked out of the window worriedly.

"Out in that? He's mad!" she exclaimed and Scott nodded.

"Yeah without a jacket too. He just looked so miserable, I've never seen him like that, and he was cold, shaking, everything, I sent him to the shower." He explained, and she nodded.

"Alright, how about you deal with Isaac and I'll get him some food? Oh shoot, I just cleaned out the guest bedroom that your gran usually sleeps in yesterday, you know what the woman's like every time she comes to visit, more biscuits in the bed than there is in a biscuit factory. And there's you know, the gran smell." She said, wrinkling her nose and Scott grinned.

"Don't worry mom, a while longer and you'll have your own granny smell." He said cheerfully, however his mother was less than impressed.

"Any more smart comments like that and Isaac won't be the only one who's homeless. Right, well the mattress is still airing, I had to clean that too, woman drives me round the twist. He can stay in your room tonight, go and get him some blankets." She said, and he nodded thoughtfully.

"I don't like the idea of him being in a different room anyway he's really down. I'll get him some clothes to wear too, try and keep him warm since he was going around in nothing but a tshirt and jeans in that downpour." He said worriedly, and Melissa nodded in agreement.

"Alright, you go and look after him, I'll find something warm to make him." She said, bustling through to the kitchen, and as he headed for the stairs, she smiled up at him.

"You're a good friend to him honey." She said proudly, and he grinned as he headed up stairs, getting the spare duvet (the one thankfully free of his recently visited gran's influence and got one of his spare bedcovers, a nice blue one, he didn't think Isaac would appreciate the lilac one they gave his gran. Setting the things down on the bed he heard the bathroom door click and turned to see Isaac, his teeth no longer chattering, emerging from the steamy bathroom, wrapped in only a towel, his bare chest glimmering with the heat he had caused in the bathroom as the steam in the bathroom billowed out into the corridor

"You feeling any better?" Scott asked kindly, leading him into his room, and Isaac shrugged as Scott looked around for things for him to wear, hanging awkwardly in the background, as if not entirely sure he was welcome.

"Sorry about this Scott, I just, I didn't have anywhere else to go and..." he said, his voice still hesitant and slightly upset.

Scott shook his head.

"Look, it doesn't matter. You're my friend Isaac, and I definitely wouldn't want you sleeping rough on a night like this. Like I said, it's fine, you can stay here as long as you want. Are all your clothes wet?" he asked in concern, and Isaac nodded nervously.

"Yeah, he really picked a lousy night to throw me out huh?" he asked mockingly, trying to hide the pain he was in but Scott knew better than that.

"Yeah, he did." He said, barely keeping a snarl from his voice.

How could Derek do this to Isaac? He already had enough issues without Derek joining in the fun, and doing what he did tonight of all nights when it looked like the weather that had caused Noah's ark, how could he be so insensitive and pigheaded?

"Look, I don't want to cause your mom any trouble..." Isaac said hesitantly, and Scott shot him a patient look.

"Isaac, it's fine ok? Mom's already making you something to eat to warm you up, and she'll wash your clothes too, she doesn't want you out in that any more than I do. She's ok with you being here, she knows you're a wolf, so what's the problem? You can relax here. Well you could if I could find you some clothes." He said irritably, so much for being a better son, he'd tidied so much now he couldn't find anything in his room.

"Thanks Scott. I'll be..." he began, but a sharp look from Scott made him break off mid sentence.

"Don't you dare finish that sentence. I told you, you can stay here as long as you want, and as long as you need. I think mom will kind of like having someone else in the house too. And it gives me someone to talk too, you never know, it might be fun. Finally!" Scott exclaimed in relief as he found in the back of his cupboard several things that he was too small for, because Isaac was taller than him and hence had more ground to cover.

"Here." Scott said finally, after delving into the back of the cupboard, and turned his back while Isaac donned a black dressing gown that Scott was too small for, wrapping it tightly around him, but leaving a slice of his pale chest visible as he did so.

"Feel better?" Scott asked as he watched Isaac towelling his hair dry, and the other wolf nodded.

"Yeah." He said, as Melissa entered, a bowl of steaming hot soup on a tray in her hands, along with a cup of something hot.

"Hey Isaac." She said kindly, setting down the tray and he looked nervously up at her from his perch on the bed, and it looked as though he was fighting not to stand to attention when she came into the room.

"Thanks for letting me stay here Mrs McCall, I don't want to be a pain, but I didn't have anywhere else to go, and..." he stammered, but she held up a hand, cutting off his explanation.

"I don't need to hear it honey, you stay here as long as you need to, I'm fine with it. Right, you know where the toilet is, your room will be next door, but not tonight, you can stay in here tonight, my mother was here last week and the woman's a menace, gets biscuits and crumbs everywhere when she's in bed when she has her midnight snacks. So, if you give me your clothes, I'll get them washed and dried for you so they're ready to wear in the morning ok? If you tell me what you want to wear tomorrow I'll give it a quick iron too." She said kindly, and he shook his head.

"No, thanks Mrs McCall, but it doesn't matter about ironing them, we don't have one at...well we didn't have one at home." He said his voice hurt, and she smiled and cupped his cheek affectionately.

"It's alright. Where's your stuff, I'll get started on that. I did you some tomato soup and hot chocolate to warm you up, you must have been freezing coming in out of that. Right, I'll leave you boys alone, call me if you need anything." She said, promptly picking up the bag Isaac had come with and disappearing out the door.

"Your mom's nice." Isaac said as he headed to the desk to eat his soup, his voice wavering slightly as he said it.

"I know she is." He said proudly, and Isaac sent him a look from the corner of his eye as he started to scoff the soup.

"Must be where you get it from." He said, tucking into the soup as if it was his first meal in ages.

Scott continued to look for clothes as Isaac finished his soup and his hot chocolate, exhaling in relief as he drank it.

"That's better." Isaac said, perking up slightly now that he had some food in him.

"I can't find anything for you to wear tonight." Scott said, biting his lip thoughtfully, and Isaac shrugged.

"It doesn't matter, you've done enough. Besides, this is nice and warm." He said, closing the dressing gown over his slightly exposed chest as he got to his feet and stretched, with Scott looked at him curiously.

"You sure?" he asked, and Isaac nodded.

"Yes. Thanks though, for everything. When Derek threw me out, I kind of panicked, I didn't know where to go." He admitted mournfully, scuffing his bare feet on the carpet and Scott grinned.

"I'm just glad you came here. At least you've warmed up now, you feeling ok?" he asked, and Isaac shrugged.

"You mean do I feel ill because I was out in the middle of a thunderstorm with the clothes on my back as that's all I had time to properly pack? No, I feel fine." He scowled, glaring out of the rain soaked window.

"But you still feel crappy." Scott said wisely, and Isaac gave a tired sigh and sat down on the bed, turning to face Scott who was sitting beside him, his eyes glinting slightly as though he was about to cry.

"It was weird. I came home, and something weird was going on, Cora was hiding in the shadows for some reason, and Derek, Derek was drinking, he never drinks, and they were, I don't know, tense, wound up. I thought at first they were mad at me because of what we did to the twins, but he didn't say anything. That's when he said that it was too much having me there, because he had Cora now. I mean, I know she's his sister, I get that I really do, but she's back so suddenly I'm too much to look after? I just...I don't know what I did wrong. He said he couldn't keep me there anymore, that it was too much to look after the two of us, and then he told me he wanted me out. He wanted me gone. I didn't believe him at first, and he just got angrier, I mean how was I supposed to know he was telling the truth, that he really did want me gone? He's the one who made me a wolf! He gave me a home, and it's like all of a sudden I'm not good enough for him, he doesn't want me around anymore because he has his proper family back. I mean...he was my family, and suddenly I'm getting thrown out. I don't understand what I did to make him so angry, so upset." He said, his voice wavering, and Scott frowned as he noticed Isaac touch his face self consciously.

"Isaac, what's wrong?" he asked softly as Isaac's hand shook, and Scott could feel his anger rapidly rising at Derek by the minute for doing this to Isaac.

"I, I didn't want to leave, and he kept getting angrier. He lost his temper and he...he threw a bottle at me." He said, and Scott's eyes widened in anger.

Alpha or not, sometime mentor or not, he was going to kill Derek! Derek, other than himself and probably Jackson since he had lived across the road from them, knew better than anyone what Isaac's abusive father had put him through. Derek, like him, knew all about the beatings, the harsh treatment, the criticisms, about the bastard locking Isaac in the freezer, and about him throwing things at Isaac when he was in a towering temper. Isaac had told them both that the night his father had died, he had thrown a glass at Isaac that if he hadn't been a wolf and had wolf reflexes could easily have blinded him. And now Derek, Isaac's hero, his rescuer, his brother come father figure, had done the exact same thing to Isaac, who had a long history of being abused by such a person. Scott couldn't suppress the angry growl this time, he was going to kill Derek!

However, he suppressed his anger as he saw the depressed look on Isaac's face. He looked as though someone he loved had died, and was trying not to cry about it, even though he was devastated. He sniffed stubbornly, and when he looked at Scott, his eyes were starting to fill up with tears.

"I'm sorry, I..." he began, but Scott shook his head.

"Don't worry about it, you've had a crappy day. Come to think of it you've had a fair few crappy days recently." He said with a slight smile, and felt slightly better as he got a weak chuckle from Isaac at the mention of it.

"Yeah, being set on by angry twin Alphas, getting beat up in a bike crash, losing Erica, being chased by Boyd and Cora, getting dunked in a freezing cold ice bath and now getting thrown out of my home. Yeah my life sucks doesn't it?" he asked weakly, and Scott smiled.

"It's not all bad, you've got me, Stiles..." he said, and Isaac smiled.

"Yeah, and you're great. Really man, thanks." He said and Scott shrugged.

"It's ok, I told you before, I care about you and don't want to see you get hurt. Even by Derek." He said with a hint of threat and Isaac smiled, heartened by Scott's support.

"Thanks." He said again and Scott smiled.

"Hey, we're on the team together for a start, you've got my back, I've got yours." He assured Isaac, who looked out of the window sadly.

"Do you...do you think he even cares? Or do you reckon he just hates me like my dad did?" he asked, his voice so sad and hurt that Scott didn't realise what he was doing at first, and by the time he did, it was too late.

He had snaked an arm around Isaac's shoulders and without meaning to, had brought him close, and was now wrapping Isaac in a one armed hug. Isaac however, eyes filling with tears he had refused to shed before now, gave a sniff and didn't move, apparently quite content to sit in Scott's embrace, and Scott had to admit, it felt nice to ahve someone so close to him again. Ever since he and Allison had broken up, he hadn't been this close to anyone and it felt good to be able to just to hold someone he cared about again to make their day a little brighter. And boy did Isaac need that.

"Yeah, I reckon he does. Look, I know Derek doesn't hate you. Whatever reason he had for throwing you out the way he did, I know he doesn't hate you." He said, his eyes dropping because as a wolf, Isaac was fairly warm anyway, and wrapped in his black dressing gown he was even warmer and it was making Scott just as sleepy as it seemed to be making Isaac who's breathing was slowing down as he seemed content to nuzzle in Scott's arms.

"Suppose so." He said sleepily, and Scott smiled slightly.

"I don't hate you either. You're my friend." He said simply, releasing Isaac, who sat up, albeit reluctantly, he had been getting quite comfy.

"You're my friend too." He said, yawning widely, and Scott thought it might be a good idea to get Isaac's covers ready.

"Hang on, before you fall asleep, give me a hand with this." Scott said and getting wearily to his feet, Isaac, with several false starts, most of which were caused by Scott, had managed to navigate the duvet into its cover.

"Thanks man, I'm useless at these things." He complained and Scott nodded.

"And as you can see, I'm not great master at them either." He admitted lamely, watching as Isaac wrapped himself up in the duvet cover.

"Hmm, it's nice to be warm again. Thanks Scott, for everything." He said, and Scott grinned.

"Like I said, it doesn't matter. You're my friend, so just relax ok? Damn, I forgot pillows, I'll be back in a minute." He said, heading downstairs to get the spare pillowcases.

"Is he alright?" Melissa asked, taking Isaac's clothes out of the washing machine, and Scott nodded hesitantly.

"Yeah I think he will be, he's just hurt and a bit overwhelmed." He said, and Melissa raised an eyebrow.

"And Derek?" she asked, sounding disapproving, and the scowl on her son's face answered all of her questions.

"Let's just say he and I are going to have a falling out very soon." He growled darkly, as Melissa looked up at the ceiling to where Isaac was in Scott's room above him.

"Make sure he knows he's welcome as long as he wants to stay ok? And if you see Derek, don't do anything I'll regret." She pleaded and Scott grinned.

"I won't mom don't worry. And I keep telling Isaac it's fine that he's staying here, but I don't think he believes me." He said worriedly, and Melissa patted his shoulder reassuringly.

"It's just because he's new to this sweetie, he's bound to be nervous, and he's uncomfortable, he's in a new home, his world's been turned inside out and he thinks he's asking too much of us, you just need to help him to relax." She assured him, not noticing her son's faint blush as he remembered hugging Isaac not that long ago, how warm and right it had felt, how relaxed both of them had been, and he quickly made his escape up the stairs.

As he entered his room, blush still tingeing his cheeks, he came to a stop, smiling slightly. Isaac was already asleep, breathing peacefully, his head on the pillows on the side of the bed that Scott didn't use, to his great relief. His covers were covering his legs and half his waist, the other half clearly showing his black boxers. His dressing gown had come undone, revealing his bare chest to the night air, and one of his arms was draped over the side of the bed. Smiling slightly, Scott shut off the lights to allow him to sleep better. Setting down the pillows, Scott stripped down to his boxers, and considered the chair where he had intended to sleep tonight. And he then decided against it. He didn't know why, he couldn't explain it, but he for some reason didn't want to sleep alone with Isaac on the bed, so peaceful yet vulnerable. So, Scott gently climbed into bed, careful not to disturb Isaac, climbing under his own covers stealthily. Then, once settled he nervously draped an arm around Isaac's waist. Isaac, sound asleep, made no noise whatsoever and simply snuggled a little closer towards Scott, the edge of his breath tickling Scott's bare chest. Scott smiled at the sensation, enjoying the warmth that was coming off of Isaac, along with the gentle cooling breeze as he breathed peacefully, sound asleep as he was. With Isaac settled, Scott smoothed his hair with his free hand before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep, a smile on his face and Isaac snuggled up against him.

Hello there!

After that cute little scene with Scott and Isaac in this week's episode when theyre asleep in Melissa's room, I fancied breaking out and trying something new. As I started to write this, it started to become something even more new, so here we are, with my first Teen Wolf story and also my first ever outright slash story! They were only meant to be friends in this, but it quickly changed from that (wishful thinking on my part probably) into this!

This is only an experiment, so sorry if it isnt that good, but I will continue it if I get lets say...five reviews. So, please be nice, its my first time writing slash and in Teen Wolf, so nice reviews would be most appreciated! I should tell you I have not a story so much as a small series from around the series and if I get a good response, it might continue all the way through the season, but for now I have the rest of episode four planned, episode five and six would be together, and then this weeks episode too so thats at least four chapters if you like it!

So, hope you enjoy, if Scott comes across as slutty I certainly didnt mean to do that, he's meant to be looking after Isaac and comforting him and making him feel safe and cared for since he's had a crappy time especially this series (I mean I like Derek well enough but I wanted to kill him when he threw Isaac out).

And besides, I really cant help myself, I dont usually ship anything because it causes so much mess unless its an established or highly possible relationship (im looking at you, supernatural destiel fans) but can you blame me, Scott and Isaac are just so cute together, and cute in general!

So, please remember its my first time, please be nice and leave nice reviews (which always make my day) and I hope to hear from you soon!

P.S How good does Isaac look in that picture?