AN: Ooc but I just had to do something for this ship lol. title is from Heffron Drive's "Parallel".


Isaac looked to the seat next to him as he pulled into the parking lot. They had borrowed Stiles' jeep as the other boy was home catching up on schoolwork. But Isaac noticed the closer they got to the building the more fidgety Meredith became.

He reached over and lightly touched her hand. "It looks nice, ready to go in?"

She just tilted her head and looked out the window. He sighed, not having gotten a response in 10 minutes, and climbed out. Hopping over the hood made her jump a little but soon he held his hand out to her once again.

Meredith slowly climbed out of the jeep and followed Isaac through the rows. About halfway through the small lot he felt a tug on his sleeve and he looked back to see Meredith turn pale. She was as pale as Stiles was the other night.

"No, I hear them. I don - I can't do this," she cried shakily.

Isaac noticed the girl shivering and looking frail. Over the last few days, between Mrs McCall and Lydia, they had helped her clean up. In a soft pink sweater, jeans, and frizzy curls almost tamed, he thought she looked better. Better than those dirty grey sweats the orderlies forced. She was eating better and even had a healthier glow. Isaac could scent the relief over Meredith but now the old anxiety returned.

Anxiety he knew all too well last year….

"Hey, look. Shh, it's ok," he soothed. "This is a good place, we checked it out, I promise. No badguys, no voices."

Meredith looked up at him. "Please don't leave me here. They'll take me back!"

"No they won't. C'mon, let's go inside."

She jerked back from his touch, almost falling if not for his reflexes.

"No! Please! I'll hear them and they'll hurt someone again. I - I don't want to be alone," Meredith pleaded.

Isaac sighed and looked around. He was really not good at calming people, had enough issues as it is. He was aware she had a crush on him but was for some reason drawn to her. Was it his wolf's protective instinct or was he getting close to this wild girl? All he knew was now wasn't the time to figure it out.

"Meredith, it is a good clinic. Nice and quiet. Melissa even volunteers sometimes and she promised to check on you. There's good people here, I can tell." They had in fact thoroughly checked it out. The Sheriff, Melissa, and Stiles had done research to make sure it wasn't like Eichen House.

"W-what is it like - in there?" she asked tentatively. "No t-tools?"

"No. Absolutely none of that," he answered firmly. "It's an in and outpatient facility. They'll look after you until you find a place of your own. You know we can't tell them all of why you hear the voices, but Mrs McCall pulled some strings. None of us think you're crazy."

They'd help her get used to a normal routine again and what to do if she heard sounds again. One of the pack would check in too, just to make sure no obvious threats returned. If she got too scared he - someone - would be there to calm her. They knew the girl wasn't crazy, she just now needed help in dealing with the paranoia.

"Will you come?" Meredith cracked a smile.

Isaac paused for a few moments before smiling shyly back. "Of course, I'm here for you." The wolf is connected now, he thought.

Both were a little taken back when she wrapped her arms around his waist. "Thank you. I haven't had friends in a long time. Y-ya know, outside my head," she chuckled.

He laughed too and held tighter. "I get it," he whispered back. And he did, too. He understood loneliness.

"Melissa gave me a couple recipes for cookies and Lydia - strange girl - showed me how to dress 'hot'? I'll try harder next time."

Isaac sighed and stared a moment before bringing his hand to her cheek. "No need to," he whispered almost too quietly. Shaking himself awkwardly from the moment he smiled and took her hand. "Ready to go inside now?"

Meredith was still a bit nervous, but she had real people on her side now. Ones who understood. Just inside the doors she grinned up at him. "You're not so bad yourself." He was so her type.

And there was Isaac's patented boyish grin.