A/N: The very first one! I'm super excited for this! Now this is story can be a stand alone (like this first chapter) but some of the chapters will be little snippets from my other Teen Wolf story I Am Isaac Lahey. So for some I would recommend reading the story but I'll add another chapter that's a stand alone just so people who aren't reading IAIL won't have to wait forever for something they do want to read. Anyways without further ado! Snapshot Number One!

Snapshots: Number One

A Talk Between an Ex-Alpha and his Old Beta

A Few Days After the Season 3 Finale

Derek's P.O.V.

"You seem more pensive than usual,"

I glanced over at Braeden. Her brown eyes were full of concern.

"It's nothing. Just thinking over everything," I told her. "Mostly about my ex-betas. I told you about how I saw them when I was changing."

Braeden hummed and nodded slowly.

"Anyone in particular causing you the most grief?"

"It doesn't seem like any of them are letting up,"

I couldn't help the bitterness in my voice. Not at them. At me. It's my fault they're like that.

"You know what will make you feel even worse? Talking to the only one who is still alive. Call Isaac. Hearing his voice is just going to eat you up,"

Sometimes I really don't understand her brand of advice. But this is not one of those times. Braeden leaned over me, picked up my phone from the side table, and dropped it in my lap.

"I'm going grocery shopping," she stated, getting up. "Pretty sure nothing in this loft is edible."

Placing a kiss on my cheek, she grabbed the keys and walked towards the door.

"Oh and in case you didn't know. Calling Isaac wasn't a suggestion,"

Sigh. Figured it wouldn't be. The door to the loft closed, leaving me in silence. Accompanied by a phone. It shouldn't be this hard. But Isaac and I definitely did not part on good terms. I mean the last time we really interacted with each other was when I threw a glass at the kid. The kid whose history includes being abused by his dad who probably (absolutely without a doubt) threw similar things at him. And I did the exact same thing. Did I apologize? Nope because I'm a completely misguided idiot who's definitely glad to NOT be an Alpha anymore. He deserved better and I'm pleased he found it in Scott. Looking down at my cell I realized I can't call him. It's not warranted. He probably got a million and one people he'd rather talk to than me. The guy who turned him and made him a target for Death. Everything under the sun came after him. And he survived. And I couldn't be more proud. He's a strong kid and he is going to continue being strong. I sat my phone down and leaned back into the sofa. And he doesn't need me calling him, ruining his day. Before I could get comfortable, my phone vibrated. If that's him, the universe truly is out to get me. Picking it up, and yep. The universe hates me. It was Isaac. How the hell did he know to call? Was it just a random?

"Hello?"

"Before you say anything just know that Braeden told me to call you,"

Of course she did. Probably gave him a timeline and everything. Also means she's going to lecture me when she gets home.

"I don't know why though. She just said wait twenty minutes to see if you'd call me but you didn't so…"

Here we are. Just the two of us (well for me) on the phone not saying a word.

"So was there a reason Braeden told me to call?"

Uh.

"I just wanted to check up on you. See how you're doing," I stated casually, making sure the lie couldn't be heard in my voice.

Obviously he didn't believe that. I didn't even believe that.

"Are you sure that was it? Because a text message is definitely a lot cheaper to do,"

Damn it.

"Alright. I wanted to talk to you,"

Isaac coughed and I heard someone ask if he was okay.

"Okay," he finally said. "What about? Because Argent already filled me in on everyone's Mexican-Beacon Hills Experience."

"No. It's not about that," I responded. "It's about us."

My eye twitched as Isaac laughed in my ear.

"About us? Are you breaking up with me? Because I was under the impression that I left you for Scott,"

Wait. Oh my God.

"Isaac are you drunk?"

That obnoxious laugh should've given it away.

"What are you talking about…who is this again?"

Dear God.

"It's Derek Isaac," I sighed out. "Derek Hale."

"Oh right! How are you doing?"

A headache was forming. Werewolves can't get drunk. Which means that guy Argent's letting babysit Isaac let him in on the secret.

"Do you want me to call back later?"

"Noooo. I'm fine. What do you want to talk about?"

I was about to say nothing and tell him I call him later when it dawned on me.

"I want to talk to you about Boyd and Erica,"

And that's exactly what I did. I let out every single emotion I had. And Isaac just sat there and listened. There was time for me to apologize to him but I could never say it to the other two. To Cora. To my family. To everybody and everything.

The next morning, I was completely emotionally drained. Isaac and I were on the phone all night. Well I was on the phone. Isaac fell asleep some time during the five hour mark. I heard him snoring in my ear as I was talking about my relationship with my mom. But it didn't matter, I kept going. Braeden came back much earlier, put the groceries up, and headed off to bed while I was talking about my sisters. It was five in the morning when I was done. It's now eight and I'm crawling into bed. Braeden turned over, bleary eyes cracking open.

"Everything off your chest?" she asked, voice thick with sleep.

"Yeah,"

"No more broody Derek?"

A chuckle rumbled my chest.

"Oh I'll always be broody Derek,"

Braeden giggled and got out of bed.

"I'm gonna go make breakfast," she stated walking away. "Do try and catch a few Z's."

Agreeing with her, I moved deeper into my covers and closed my eyes. Before sleep could come, my phone buzzed on the dresser. Sigh. I've got a feeling to just let it ring but with the couple of years we've been having, that's probably someone telling me we've got a death-causing problem.

"Hello?"

"Uh Derek?"

Oh dear God.

"Hello Isaac," I said in a bored tone. "What do you want?"

"This is probably going to sound very odd but did I call you last night?"

Alright. Easy question.

"Yeah you did,"

"Okay then-oh God my head- did you talk about your feelings? Like talk about you family and stuff because I had this really weird dream that you were like spilling your heart out to me."

Oh. He thought it was a dream. Good.

"And you called me to tell me about a dream you had?"

I sighed in annoyance for good measure. Isaac tsk'd.

"Alright then. Sorry to bother you then. It's good to hear from you Derek,"

My heart panged. I'm such a dick. Plus the kid's a like a damn puppy. You can't be mad at him.

"It's good to hear from you too Isaac,"

Damn it. I can hear him grinning.

"Cool. Well I have a piercing headache and I'm going to sleep it off," he told me, with a pained groan. "Just making sure I didn't do anything too crazy. I already woke up to my roommate and my girlfriend in my bed half naked."

What the hell kind of night did he have?

"Sorry about that mental image. But don't worry. They're both girls,"

Okay. I repeat my earlier question. What the hell kind of night did he have?

"Bloody hell Isaac. Get off the phone. Some of us are trying to sleep. Especially Sabine,"

Who is that? Roommate or girlfriend?

"I guess that's my cue to go," he said, in a softer tone. "Like I said it's good to hear from you. You don't mind if I call more often do you?"

I smiled. Stupid little puppy. Stupid, sweet little puppy.

"No I don't. Call anytime,"

"Alrighty Derek. Well talk to you soon,"

"Okay,"

"Oh! But on more thing,"

I let him know to continue.

"You're a good guy Derek,"

What? Oh. Ha.

"And every single one of us forgives you. For anything and everything. But just know that throwing a glass at me isn't a great way of trying to get rid of me. Try chores. Or bitching at me,"

With that he just hung up. I stared openly at the phone. Then a few laughs slipped out. Yep. That dumb puppy. But then again he's the smart one out of the two of us. The smart one who will probably never know how much those words made me feel.

Snapshot #1 End.

That's it! Just a few more notes. More characters than the one's I have listed are going to be in the story. They just so happened to have the most snapshots I've written out so far. Also these Snippets will not be in any particular order. I'll try to inform you where in the TW or IAIL timeline they fall in. Uh...what else? Oh yeah! Thanks a bunch for reading! Hope you enjoyed. Send out a review if you will inclined and I'll see you in Snapshots Number Two! Peace!