Welcome back my little cupcakes! This is the sequel to my other story Stained-Glass Windows! So if you haven't read that, you probably should!

Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Teen Wolf!

PART ONE: CHARLIE

Chapter 1: Security

It was nighttime in Beacon Hills. The crickets were chirping outside my bedroom window. The moon, not completely full, was glowing in the night sky. There was a chill in the air but I, of course, wasn't really paying attention to that right now.

The light in my bedroom was dim due to the fact that everyone else in my house was asleep. Isaac and I were kissing on my bed and I was praying that Stiles couldn't hear us next door. I pulled on Isaac's hair, deepening the kiss.

He pulled back. "Charlie," he breathed.

"Don't go," I whined, leaving a trail of kisses down his jaw and on his mouth. "Please, don't go."

"I have to," Isaac said, holding my head in his hands. "There our friends."

"Boyd's my friend," I said.

"What is with you and Erica?" Isaac laughed at my anger towards the only female werewolf in the pack.

"Who are you going with tonight?" I asked.

Isaac bit his lip.

"Isaac..." I said with caution in my voice. "You're not going alone, are you?"

He looked at me apologetically. "I have to-"

"Bullshit," I said. "Look I get it. It's the whole pack mentality thing. You'd take a silver bullet for each other or whatever... You should get Scott or Derek or, hell, even Peter to go with you. You are not dying on me three months into this relationship."

Isaac rolled his eyes. "I know you don't like it, Charlie, but I'm going, okay? I promise I'll be here to pick you up tomorrow morning."

"Promise?" I looked up at him as he stood, grabbing his duffel bag.

He leaned down and kissed my forehead. "I promise." He went to exit through my window.

"Isaac," I said.

"Yeah?" He looked at me.

"I love you," I said.

"I love you too, Charlie," He said, smiling at me.

"Be safe..." I whispered as he left my bedroom window.

I sighed, flopping on to my bed. Sooner or later Isaac was going to get himself killed and I didn't know how well I would deal with that. He was going out alone to look for Erica and Boyd. Alone! What an idiot...

I sighed about to turn in for the night when my door was swung open. Stiles entered, his eyes wide open. "Hey," He said, sitting on my bed.

"Hey," I smiled. We had a fully-fledged brother-sister relationship now. We were in it till the end.

"Can you sleep?" He asked.

"Not really..." I shrugged.

"What is it?" Stiles asked.

I sighed, "Isaac's out there alone looking for Boyd and Erica..."

"He is?" Stiles rose his eyebrows. "What's he thinking?"

I shrugged. "I have literally no idea. He's such an idiot but I guess he's my idiot."

Stiles gagged. "You disgust me."

We both started laughing and then it was just silence in there, in the darkness. We were so comfortable around each other that even silence was enough. Stiles got up to leave when I stopped him.

"You think he'll be okay?" I asked.

Stiles nodded. "Sure. I mean he is a werewolf after all..."

"Yeah," I said. "Maybe you're right..."

"Anyways," Stiles said. "Night, sis."

"Night, bro," I retorted.

I fell to sleep on my bed. I had the strangest dream. I was on the back of a motorcycle and there was this girl. She'd saved me from... something. I couldn't remember.

I had no idea what was really happening that night or even what was in store for me and Isaac...

Awww babies are together and happy! Hate to say it but that won't last long :(

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