A/N: Thanks for all the support guys! Here's part 2

Remember, Isaac's a genius and Liam has a better grasp on his IED. Sadly, Allison is still dead but Jackson, Erica, and Danny are still here.

Oh also, I believe in Sterek so...there's some Sterek scenes. Don't like it? Don't care. Although, seeing how many positive reviews and fans I got from 'Siblings' where Santana and Kurt are gay I don't think I'll have much of a problem. I also picked Sterek because I didn't know wether to put Stiles w/ Malia or Lydia and I didn't want to fight anyone about it.

I know Stiles is still under 18 in this story but let's just pretend it's legally allowed. Okay? Okay.

Ages/Grade:

Seniors- Jackson Whittmore, Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Danny Mahealani, Erica Reyes

Juniors- Boyd Vernon, Malia Tate, Lydia Martin, Isaac Lahey, Liam Dunbar

Derek: 20

Seniors: 17 (almost 18)

Juniors: (minus Isaac) 16

Isaac: 14

oOOOoooOO

"Zac?" Scott called when he opened the door to the boy's bathroom. When no one answered he stepped back into the hallway and continued his search.

"ISAAC!" Jackson yelled down random hallways.

"C'mon pup!" Stiles begged the empty boys change room.

"Isaac, no one's mad at you." Liam said into an empty classroom.

However, despite their best efforts and lots of begging and pleading, Isaac was nowhere to be found.

Isaac had been M.I.A since lunch. Stiles had already gotten a phone call from Derek because, as Isaac's legal guardian, he got a call from the school when Isaac's didn't show up for his afternoon classes.

"C'mon guys, let's get to lacrosse practice. We can't miss it." Jackson said as they all converged on the steps at the front of the school after using their spare to search for Isaac. Well, all except Liam who was skipping.

"How can you even think about lacrosse practice Jackson with Isaac still AWOL?" Stiles asked astonished. "He's just a puppy!"

"Mama, he's a teenager. He's 14!" Jackson whined.

"Ya, and you're 17, almost 18. That's three years older then he is and you still make me cut off the crust. Yet you claim you're a mature adult." Stiles shot back. "Who would've guessed from that whine in your voice?" Jackson shut up very quickly and Scott snickered quietly.

"BOYS!" Bobby Finstock yelled when they entered the locker room. Their team was already dressed and sitting around a diagram on a white board.

"Sorry coach but we've been looking for Isaac."

"Lahey? He's not here either." The coach frowned. "Ugh, I don't have time for you stupid brats. A's for all students who find Lahley!" The students immediately jumped up and ran out the door.

"DON'T SCARE HIM!" Stiles yelled at their retreating figures.

"Mother hen." A played said as he passed by Stiles. Jackson, not so discreetly, put his foot out and tripped the player.

"Hey!" Jackson stepped in front of Stiles. "Don't call her-him that." Stiles shot Jackson a glare and he had the decency to fake looking ashamed.

"Oops?"

Stiles rolled his eyes. "I'll deal with you later."

"Not even a thanks? You ungrateful-!"

"Finish that sentence and I'll have your dessert tonight." Stiles threatened.

"I'll try calling him again." Liam suggested to Stiles. He took out his phone and dialled Isaac's cell number from memory.

All the werewolves in the room could hear a quiet "Hello?" from the speaker of the phone and crowded around Liam. Stiles noticed this and moved towards Liam too.

"Zac? Where are you buddy? Are you okay?" Liam asked anxiously. Next to Mason, Isaac was one of his best friends.

"Ya." Isaac answered the last question.

"Where are you?" Liam persisted.

"None of your business." Isaac snapped.

Stiles grabbed Liam's wrist and aimed the phone towards himself. "Isaac we're all worried sick about you!" Stiles shouted.

"Mama?!" Isaac exclaimed.

"Start talking pup." Stiles ordered.

Isaac sighed but knew that Stiles was leaving no room for argument. "Some bullies caught up to me as I was leaving and threw me into the dumpster. I couldn't find my phone because it was buried under garbage. I have it now but it's at 20%."

"We're on our way!" Liam hung up and followed Scott, Jackson and Stiles out the door.

OoOOOooooOoo

Isaac, wearing a too big tee shirt borrowed from Jackson, sat in the front seat of Stiles' Jeep with Liam, Erica and Lydia squished into the back. Scott had driven his bike to school so he was giving Kira a ride while Danny, Boyd, and Jackson were driving home in Jackson's Porsche.

No one said a word until Stiles parked the car and turned off the radio.

"Zac?" Stiles asked calmly as he turned off the ignition. Liam sighed and took out his phone, expecting a long lecture from Stiles. Erica and Lydia already had headphones in and were listening to music on their phones.

"I don't want to talk about it Stiles." Isaac made to open the door but Stiles quickly locked it. Isaac sighed and glared at Stiles. "Let me out Stiles!" He resisted the urge to stomp his foot.

"Isaac, this can't go on. We'll either need to come up with a protection plan or maybe we can pull you and-."

"You're giving me away?!" Isaac gripped onto Stiles' arm anxiously.

"Woah! No! I was thinking home school."

"You really think Derek can challenge me academically? He left school like 7 years ago! That's a long time to be without learning."

"I am well aware of my age Isaac." Isaac jumped and whirled around. Derek was standing broodingly on the passenger side of Stiles' Jeep. Stiles unlocked the door and unbuckled Isaac. Derek grabbed Isaac's wrist, gently but firmly, and pulled him out of the car. By now the teenagers in the back paused their music and texting to watch the scene unfold. "The rest of you are to go to your rooms until further notice." And with that Derek led Isaac into his house.

The three teens looked at Stiles now for guidance.

"You heard the sourwolf, let's go." Stiles got out of the Jeep and waited for the others to follow.

"Will Zac be okay?" Liam asked as he climbed over the drivers seat. He leaned a little too heavily on the horn and the honk startled him making him fall out of the Jeep. Stiles sighed and went to go help the smaller teen.

"How are you so coordinated on the field but off it so...not?"

"Oh like you should be talking." Liam sassed. He brushed himself off and swaggered into the house.

"I am so done with teenage boys." Lydia said as Stiles offered her his arm to get out of the Jeep. She ignored him and jumped down, landing perfectly. She waited for Erica and then the two of them, with their arms linked, walked into the house (aka renovated loft) and into their rooms.

Stiles sighed as he closed the drivers side door. "And I am so done with teenage girls," he mumbled. He heard a low chuckled and turned around to see Jackson and Danny walking away from the Porsche. "Oh you find that funny do you?" That just made them chuckle louder. "Make that teenage boys as well." He said in mock anger.

"Oh Stiles, remember when you asked me if gay guys find you attractive?" Danny asked. Stiles blushed at the memory.

"Are you making moves on me Mahealani? Cause I'm taken." Stiles joked knowing full well Danny hasn't dated anyone since Ethan.

"Yes you are." Stiles shrieked with surprise when Derek suddenly appeared behind him.

"Jesus, I'm going to die of young age. Cause of death... werewolves. I hope you're all happy, you killed me!" Stiles joked as he steadied his heart rate. Derek leaned down and kissed Stiles' forehead before wrapping an arm around his mate's neck.

"Can you guys go be adorable somewhere else?" Kira yelled as Scott pulled up on his bike.

"You know, we got a lock on our door for a reason." Derek whispered into Stiles' ear, well aware the other werewolves could hear him. Stiles smirked and kissed Derek on the lips.

"DUDE!" Scott yelled as he took off his helmet. "Where's Zac?"

"He fell asleep as I was bringing him upstairs. He's asleep in our bed."

"Did he fall asleep willingly or was there some Alpha help?"

"I can show you some Alpha-"

"Dude, we can hear you guys loud and clear." Scott said as he made his way towards the group.

Stiles chuckled. "I think we've tortured them long enough." He took Derek's hand and led him into the house with suggestive looks on his face.

"OoOOOooooOoo

Isaac was snuggled inbetween Derek and Stiles on their bed. It was a usual scene after a bad day or nightmare for the youngest pup to be in bed with his Alphas.

"Was Coach mad?" Isaac asked Stiles who was spooning him from behind.

"We dealt with him buddy." Stiles said as he scratched Isaac's hair softly.

"So remind me again what's going to happen tomorrow." Derek said even though Stiles had already gone through the plan with the Alpha many times.

"We'll try the buddy system pup. If that doesn't work we have more extreme measures we can and will take." Stiles said officially. Isaac mewed at that in protest.

"I hate this!" Isaac punched the pillow his head had been resting on. "Why do I have to be so smart? Why can't I be as strong as the others and freaking fight back instead?"

"Hey, hey," Stiles rested his hand on Isaac's shoulder.

"Zac, they're 16 and 17, almost 18, years old. You're 14 and you've had a traumatizing past filled with violence. You're not comparing apples to apples." Derek said.

"Ya pup. If you were to ask any of your 'siblings' if they thought you were strong they'd say you're the most fearless werewolf out there." Stiles assured him.

"No they wouldn't. They'd laugh and push me around for fun."

"Okay, maybe they wouldn't say you're the most fearless but they definitely wouldn't say you're weak."

"Jackson might." Isaac mumbled.

"Oh, well if you're trying to please Jackson then you'll probably die first." Derek said sarcastically.

"You know Zac, Jackson won't admit it but his heart was racing when you were lost. Liam and Scott told me." Stiles ran his fingers through the Beta who was slowly calming down.

"He was probably scared of what 'angry Mama' would do to him if he couldn't find me." Isaac played with some loose strings on his tee shirt.

"You know-."

"NO I DO NOT KNOW! Why do you always start off like that?" Isaac snapped at Stiles suddenly. He lifted his head up from the pillow and rested on his arms.

"Hey! Hey!" Derek pushed Isaac back down and held his shoulders down. "I know you're in a pissy mood but don't take it out on Stiles, pup."

"Ya, I got it." Isaac mumbled. "Sorry Mama." Derek released Isaac but he still thwacked his head with his fingers.

"It's okay baby." Stiles cooed.

"I'm going to my room now." Isaac wiggled out of the covers.

"Oh honey its okay. I forgive-." Stiles reached for Isaac but the younger Beta pulled away to the end of the bed.

"I can't keep coming in to your guys' room every time something bad happens to me." Isaac explained as he made his way towards the door.

"Why not?" Stiles pouted.

Isaac looked at the floor as he spoke. "I need to connect with the rest of the pack. If they include me and get to know me maybe I won't seem so helpless and weak anymore like I do when I come to cuddle."

"Oh Zac..." Stiles said.

"Sweetie it's actually not such a bad idea." Derek mumbled into Stiles' ear. "If you need us, we'll be here."

"I love you guys." Isaac said as he left. Stiles blew Isaac kisses as he closed the door.

"Now we have some privacy." Derek brought his lips towards Stiles.

OoOOOooooOoo

8:25 PM

Isaac tentatively approached his room that he shared with Jackson and Boyd. The two usually left him alone unless they were extremely bored. He hoped that for once Jackson felt enough empathy to not tease him when he entered.

"HAH! EAT DIRT MOTHER#*$!" Boyd's swearing made Isaac jump and his heart race. Instantly the boys were aware of his hiding spot so he had to enter the room.

"Hello." Isaac said he walked in, his eyes looking towards the floor. He winced as he limped towards his desk. Despite the fast healing process of werewolves, he was exhausted so his healing ability was slow.

"Are you still hurt?" Boyd asked as Jackson set up for the next game.

"It'll go away in the morning, nothing to worry about." Isaac waved his hand, as if to wave the question away, in the air. He bent down and his felt his sore ribs twinge. He sucked in some breath as he massaged the sore area.

"Here, sit down." Boyd wrapped his arm around Isaac's and helped the younger boy sit down on his single bed.

"I'm fine." Isaac hissed. He was stiff and unwelcoming towards Boyd. He never really hung out with the boy individually so he had his guard and shields up.

"Ya and I'm white as snow, skinny boy." Boyd laughed. "What were you trying to get?"

"My computer. I need to email my teachers to find out what work I've missed."

"Boyd, can I start the game?" Jackson asked. Isaac inwardly sighed. He had honestly believed his Alpha just a little bit when he had said Jackson had been worried about him but clearly they were wrong. Jackson was as self absorbed and narcissistic as ever.

A silent exchanged happened between the boys. Boyd's angry eyes were clearly telling Jackson that he was being inappropriate while the slight smirk on Jackson's lips replied that he didn't care.

"In a second," Boyd finally replied, consenting to a mutual tie and looked away. The older boy bent down and grabbed Isaac's second hand computer for him. It use to be Derek's before Stiles finally made him upgrade. "Here," Boyd put the computer down on the bed and went to back to his video game controller.

"Thanks." Isaac said as he booted it up. His quiet clacking was soon drowned out by the violent button pushing and swearing the two older boys were spewing at the TV. After emailing every teacher for the subjects he'd missed Isaac silently watched Jackson and Boyd play Mario.

"Can I join?" Both boys froze at Isaac's request and Jackson paused the game. They both turned in their seats to stare at Isaac making the younger boy squirm.

"You?!" Jackson was the first to come out of his haze. "Didn't 'Mom' ban you from playing violent games?"

Isaac scoffed. "How is playing Mario violent?"

"Nu-uh, no way am I getting in trouble with Mom tonight. Sucks to be you Lahey."

Isaac twitched. "Don't call me that."

"What? Lahey?"

"Ya. Derek's my legal guardian and I don't want any relation with my father."

Jackson rolled his eyes. "Wow!"

"Wow what?" Isaac shot back. Suddenly all his ager was boiling over.

"You didn't get enough drama today so you have to go nitpicking?"

"Jackson!" Boyd exclaimed.

"Forget it!" Isaac stomped out of his room and down the stairs. He crept back in when he knew both boys were asleep.

LINE BREAK!

"You were serious about this?" Isaac exclaimed the next morning. He tried, and failed, to grab the list Stiles was holding in his pale hands. The other Pack members sat around the living room clearly amused.

"Of course I was." Stiles told Isaac with all seriousness. He stood tall and proud with his arms crossed. He was also holding a list, a buddy list, so Isaac wouldn't be alone walking to class or during spares.

Tuesday:

1st period-AP Math: Stiles

2nd period-English: Lydia

3rd period- AP Chemistry: Danny and Jackson (Because they want to be together)

4th period- AP Physics: Kira

Lunch: Malia

5th period- AP American History: Scott

6th period- AP Biology: Boyd and Erica

"This is ridiculous." Isaac threw his arms up in the air. "I bet you that most of them don't want to do this either."

"Who doesn't want to do this?" Derek asked the pack. Jackson and Malia put up their hands. "WELL THAT SUCKS!" Derek yelled. The two beta's put their hands down just as Danny brought the Porsche around. Erica chuckled and ran after them, her bag bouncing behind her. Stiles caught a mumbled 'idiots' but he didn't have super hearing so he could've been wrong. But he don't think he was. Oh, Erica!

"Have a nice day." Derek said as he kissed Stiles on the cheek.

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Sorry for the kinda abrupt ending!