Hello hello, I'm back with another story! I shouldn't be, but I don't care I do what I want. After seeing the Teen Wolf premier, I was fangirling hard over Isaac and the mystery girl who saved him. I need this ship to happen, I need it so badly. I refuse to believe they killed off such a bamf chick in the first episode without a flippin name. Uh no. She'll be back, I know it. (= Anyway, here's a little something and I hope you guys like it! Warning: I'm still fairly new to TW and the fandom, so bare with me on how I portray Isaac. To me he's tough and determined, but also a sweety on the inside and just needs someone to love who will love him back. If you don't like how I portray him, tell me nicely and I'll see what I can do. Hope you enjoy! (=

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"Where is she? Where's the girl?"

Despite the dizziness and the pain radiating from his body, all Isaac's mind can focus on is the girl. The mysterious girl who had saved his life and endangered her own in the process. He has to find her, find out who she is and make certain she is safe and out of harm's way. He already feels protective of her, as if she's become his to keep from harm just as she had done for him. Everything is a haze, a cloud shielding some of his memories from coming back, but he doesn't care. He can't comprehend the words coming from Derek who stands a few feet away him, doesn't see anything passed finding her.

Isaac had never been one to easily put his trust in others, considering his issues he had had with his father and the many times he found himself in a troubling situation, but the second his eyes landed on her something inside told him he could depend on her. She would save him and protect him, and that assumption was more than correct. From the moment she put him on the bike, all he could hear was her voice repeatedly telling him to hold on, and the feel of her putting his hands around her waist. It wasn't a time to revel in the sensation, but he couldn't help it. This determined and courageous stranger had protected him; saved him from death. Yet all he could think about was the closeness of their bodies, his hands grasping around her waist, and the potent lilac fragrance of her hair hitting him as they escaped the alphas.

She was beautiful, no question about it. Never in his life had the wolf seen someone so breathtaking. Sure, there were plenty of pretty chicks he'd encountered around school, but the girl was a gem unmatched by any other. The eyes were the first to stick to memory; a dark chestnut and filled with what could only be described as bravery. He could have sworn he also saw a glint of compassion settled in them when she picked him up from the alley. Next to commit to memory was her skin-a honey that seemed to glow even in the darkness. Again, he knew he should have kept the thoughts at bay, but he had to stop himself from grazing her face with his fingers just to see if she was as smooth as she looked. And her voice-strong and intimidating, yet soft and fluid. He has a yearning to hear it again, to look into those chestnuts, to have the sensation of his arms around her again. It's overwhelming how much of an effect she's had on him; he's never been so taken by anyone. Nor has he had such loving and sentimental thoughts about a girl. But she wasn't just some ordinary girl.

She'd rescued him. She'd taken every bit of her strength to help him, a stranger, and save his life. For all she knew, he could have seen her as a threat and get defensive against her. Though, that couldn't have been possible with the state he was in. But she continued on, determined to get him away and to safety-something nobody had ever done for him. Nobody had ever stuck their neck out for him like that, and the fact that she did only made her more intriguing and him more thankful. He has to find her; he witnessed her being put into the ambulance before him and that was the last time he'd seen her. Upon entering the hospital he had made sure Melissa tended to his savior first. He needed her to be okay, because he needed to see her again. He needed her to be his to protect just as she had protected him.

"What girl?" Derek brings his stare and confusion to Isaac who seems about ready to run out of the house and find her. He hadn't been listening to what his alpha and two friends were speaking about. His mind is on one thing and one thing only.

"The girl! The-the one with the bike. She helped me, saved from the two alphas!" He's too frazzled, out of breath and anxious to think clearly before he rushes his way to door only to be held back by Derek.

"Isaac, stop! What girl are you talking about? Who is she? Look at me, talk to me."

"She-she found me. She found me and helped me escape. She had a motorcycle and we got away, but the two alphas, they came after us. And then we-we wrecked and I have to make sure she's okay. I have to make sure she's safe!" He keeps trying to push passed Derek, quite unsuccessfully. He'd never thought of using force with his alpha, but he's seriously considering shoving Derek to get away. Anything to get to her.

"I have to see her."

"Isaac. Stop. This girl, she's probably fine. You were taken to the hospital correct? You were with her when the ambulance came, so they had to have gotten her too. She's in the hospital, so she's okay. Listen to me, right now you need to calm down."

"NO! I can't! The woman, other alpha drugged me. What makes you think she didn't do the same to her? I have to go, I need to."

"Damn it, Isaac! As your alpha, I command you sit down and not leave this house. Now, I promise, we will go to her. If she's not at the hospital, then we'll find her and make sure she's safe. But we have to wait, do you understand? Just wait."

His words do nothing to reassure Isaac, but he can't just not listen to the orders placed on him. Derek had never taken too lightly to disobedience and he certainly wasn't about to get himself in a hell of trouble by not listening; that will only further keep him from her. Sitting back down with a huff of irritation, he can't stop from anxiously shifting and glaring at the three still confusedly staring at him. His mind's racing with worry and a little bit of fear not knowing what's happening to the mystery girl. But he knows that for now there's nothing he can, except hope that she's not in danger and that he'll get to see her again.

/\/\/\

Just around the corner she hears them; they're searching, hoping to find her. And they will, she knows it-she's lucky she managed to escape before they caught her at the hospital. They were bound to find her sooner or later, and she's ready for it, for them. They hadn't been a problem before and they sure as hell wouldn't be now. Breaking off the mop handle, she prepares for the inevitable. She had always been their weakness with the way she fought and how she predicted every little move they made. They praise themselves on being better, faster, and stronger than others, yet they had never been able to defeat her. No, she was the best of them, and now isn't going to be any different.

Tonight could have gone slightly better had it not been for her having to get passed two of them and Isaac practically slipping back into unconsciousness. It had been a struggle and taken everything she had to drag him around and help him stay awake. She had told him to hold on, but something in the back of her mind told her that it wouldn't be that easy. And it wasn't; they had just about gotten out of reach of the alphas, but after jumping through the glass window, Isaac about lost consciousness again causing them to crash.

After she stunned Aiden and Ethan and later escaped the hospital, she ended here in the school locker room waiting. Hearing the growls, she keeps a tight grip on her weapon, jumping out and taking a defensive stance, ready to face what's coming. Before her stand all five, teeth bared, eyes glowing red, ready to tear her apart. They know it won't be as simple as that, in fact they should be the ones on their guard.

Ethan is first to come at her, throwing claws and teeth as she swipes him across the face and then the ribs giving a grunt and a curse. He stumbles back onto a mirror, the shatters piercing and echoing around them all. Seeing it before it happens, she dodges Ennis' attempt at clawing her backside crossing the bench and running behind a set of lockers. Suddenly Kali is before her, spinning in the air about to give her a blow to the cheek when she ducks and jabs the broken end of her weapon into the wolfs thigh making her screech in pain. The adrenaline pumps through her veins making it as if she faster than humanly possible as she sprints to the open window. Turning around she sees the four stalking towards, growling and dragging their claws against the lockers carving their scratches. She backs up and stalls for the right moment to leap out the window and make a run for it. Before she can get anywhere a short whistle is heard by all. The four wolves stop their movement, but keep the predatory glares on their faces; itching to take a chunk out of her. She keeps her stance, eyes going from one beast to the next, finally landing on the fifth wolf.

"Deucalion," She breaths, allowing her self to calm a bit, but staying on edge. He was such an unpredictable son of a bitch, that even she had trouble seeing what he'd do next. He could go from speaking in a collected, restrained manner to brutally slashing his claws through the throat. Deucalion is a monster she wishes she'd never met. The disgusting things he'd done, people he'd killed could shock a serial killer. He's twisted, calculating and the bane of her existence. She had promised a long time ago that she'd be the one to end him. Tonight isn't going to be that time, but soon. She knew it and he did too.

He comes forth, only a few feet away from her, but just enough to graze her cheek. Stilling all movement, she holds in a breath waiting for his next move-the tension is almost unbearable. She knows she has nothing to worry about. He won't cause her harm, not yet. No, he had always said he'd let her live in anxiety-it was sickening the way he played her as if he were playing with his prey.

"So beautiful, yet so defiant."

"Because I know something. I know you're afraid of him."

His attempt at keeping a straight doesn't faze her at all; she sees right through him. His eyes are hidden by shades, but she doesn't need to see them to know the terror and nervousness that's settled within them.

"Of a teenage boy?"

"Of the man he'll become." Only seeing her own reflection, but staring him right in the eye, the words come out with such strength and conviction. They're the inevitable truth, and no one will be able to keep the inevitable from happening. Not even the creature before her.

He smirks as if her words amuse him, "I'm aware of a certain potential threat. But then someone once taught me, a very smart way to eliminate a threat-get someone else to do it for you."

Eyes darting from one alpha to the next, realization of the someone he's speaking of hits her like a ton of bricks. She should have seen it coming, she should have known. "Derek."

Deucalion's smirk widens at the name. "Correct dear; he's just the wolf I need. I'm sure he's not unaware of our presence, but I want you to give him a little message when you scurry on out of here and find him to tell him what your pretty little head has foreseen. Tell him this is only the beginning and that he should prepare himself for what I have in store for him." He stands backing away from her, and gives her a wave of the hand. "Now run along, dear. Oh and tell your friend, Isaac is it? Let him know he should getting those memories in a few weeks and that I thank him for providing such useful information."

Not wasting any time looking back at the wolves, she leaps from the window and rushes away to the closest parking lot. She'd never been one to be a thief, but desperate times call for desperate measures. Finding the closest car, she busts window, luckily fro her not activating any alarm, and rips the wires from under the steering wheel. Finally bringing the vehicle to life, she puts it in drive and lets her visions lead her to the desired location. The adrenaline is still coursing through her blood; all she can focus on is getting away as quickly as she can and getting to Derek, Scott and Isaac.

Isaac. Allowing herself to calm her thoughts drift to the wolf she had rescued. She knows the alphas got to him at the hospital, and had almost gotten away with him until Scott and Derek had intervened. The concern is still very present, though. The need to make sure he's completely safe is overwhelming, but she welcomes it. The attachment she feels to this guy she'd never even met before is also quite odd but astonishing at the same time. She remembers feelings a surprising wave of fear come over her when she laid eyes upon his broken figure earlier tonight. She's never even come in contact with the boy, yet she knew she had to save him, not just had to-she wanted to. Using the spark plugs to wake him hadn't been a pleasant thing to do, but she had been pleased that it worked. They had gone through all the mess of the chase, dealing with the twins and getting taken to the hospital. Now, all that matters is getting to him and making sure he's okay, warning all of them, and coming up with some sort of plan soon.

/\/\/\

"Explain to me what happened, Isaac." Derek, Scott and Stiles, sit around the still anxious wolf, still perplexed at the constant mentions of who they've dubbed 'The Girl.' He'd been pacing for the past thirty minutes muttering under his breath about the mysterious girl who apparently saved him until ordered to sit down again. Derek can only describe his behavior as quite possessive, but that's not what surprises him. What he doesn't understand is how fast Isaac has become connected to the girl. Yes, wolves are naturally territorial, but he'd never seen such possession over a person happen so quickly and intensely. It's certainly something worth questioning later.

"I told you I don't remember. All I remember is being literally shocked awake by the girl and having been clawed all over my body. She said they took my memories, the alphas I'm assuming. That's all I can give you." He's back up pacing and running his fingers uneasily through his hair. He honestly doesn't care at the moment to answer any of their questions. His mind is still reeling with ways of getting to her.

Scott is the one to break the silence, "Why would take Isaac though? What do they want him for? They're here for a reason, but how does he play into it?"

Before anyone can answer, a bang on the door sounds through the house alerting all of them. The scent is unfamiliar to them all except Isaac. He closes his eyes, and takes in the scent one more time. That can't be right...lilac? There's only been one person he's ever smelled lilac on; a person he met only a few hours ago. The second it hits him he's sprinting to the door, yanking it open and at a loss for words. There she stands, out of breath, staring into his stunned eyes. She's bloodied, shaking, and sweating, yet she manages to still be as glowing and gorgeous as he had committed to his mind earlier. Before he can force himself to get words to come out of his mouth, she speaks up.

"Hi. We didn't get properly introduced earlier when I was saving your tail." She holds out a hand for him to shake.

"I'm Sara."

He's still speechless.

She grins.

And he's consumed.

Yay? Nay? Tell me what you think. Don't be too harsh, please!

As you can see, I gave her the name Sarah, which most likely won't be the name she'll have on the show, but I think I'll keep it and you guys will just have to remember that it's different in this story!

Not sure when the next update will be, but I'll try to get it up soon! Thanks for reading!

-T