Cora opened the door to the boy's locker room by millimeters, just enough to allow her voice to travel through. "Hey number 14!" she called. A few ooh's erupted from the rest of Isaac's teammates as he appeared, fully dressed in his uniform, within seconds. He quickly wrapped his arms around her small waist and spun around in circles. "I'm so happy to see you." He said. When he finally placed her back on her feet, his arms remained around her waist and he hands on his shoulders. "I just came to wish you good luck." She smiled up at him. He smirked while rolling his eyes, knowing there was more to it. "You could have texted me that or something." He said knowingly while he brushed his thumb over her cheek, right under the 14 she had Laura write in permanent marker. "True." Cora raised an eyebrow at him "But then I wouldn't have been able to do this." She stood up on her toes and pressed her lips firmly against his. Isaac smiled into the kiss. He missed this and he missed her. In all honesty, he was glad this was the last game of the season so he could spend more time with her.
"WHERE THE HELL IS LAHEY?!" Coach Finstock's voice boomed through the locker room and into the hallway, causing the two teenagers to quickly pull away from each other. "I'd better go." He gave Cora one last kiss before disappearing back into the locker room. She laughed to herself when she heard Isaac's teammates make kissing noises and the coach saying something about keeping his focus. She headed back towards the bleachers, but not before grabbing a few snacks from the concession stand.
"Come on, ref! That was such a stupid call!" Laura shouted towards the field. The Cyclones had played harder than they had ever played before. They were visibly exhausted and the game was only half over. Cora glanced at the people surrounding her. Jade was clutching onto Lydia's arm, which surprised Cora because normally Lydia would have flipped out if anyone, with the exception of maybe Stiles, touched her. That only meant that Lydia was just as anxious. Melissa McCall was sitting next to them, on the phone with Sheriff Stilinski, giving him a play-by-play since he was unable to actually attend the game. Laura was practically pulling her hair out and Derek stood on the far end with his arms crossed over his chest. At first glance, he seemed uncaring towards the game but Cora knew him well. She was probably the only one who noticed that he was drumming his fingers against his arms in anticipation.
The boys returned to the field for the second half of the game and everyone in Cora's group stood up and cheered when Isaac stole the ball and started running towards the goal. "Isaac! Look out!" Jade shouted, surprisingly being the only one who noticed a guy charging towards Isaac. Only her warning was too late. Isaac's scream could be heard all the way to where Cora was standing. Her eyes widened in horror and she bolted for the spot he laid on the field. "It's okay. I'm here. It's going to be okay." She managed to say as she took Isaac's head into her lap. "Yeah, I'm okay. It's healing, but we can't let them know that." Isaac whispered to her before anyone else could get into ear shot. She mentally slapped herself, of course it was healing. She teasingly pulled on one of his curls when he winked up at her. "Lahey!" Coach Finstock shouted when he finally reached the couple. "I'm alright, coach." he said getting up with the help of Cora. "Probably just a twisted ankle." He visibly whined when he put weight on his ankle, making it seem like he was still hurt. "Fine. But you're benched for the rest of the game." Isaac nodded though the disappointment could be seen in his eyes. He laced his fingers with Cora's and pretended to hobble over to the bench. She placed a kiss on his cheek before returning to her siblings. "Wow. Nice one, Cor." Derek laughed. "Shut up." Cora muttered as she shoved him lightly, and returned her eyes to the game. There was a minute left on the clock and the Cyclones were tied. Stiles had the ball and was running like a mad man towards the goal and in one swift motion, he sent the ball flying into the goal just as the buzzer went off. The crowd roared in applause and everyone raced onto the field in excitement, all except for one small werewolf who had her destination set on somewhere else. Cora eyed the ice bag that was wrapped around Isaac's ankle and tried to keep from laughing. He just looked up at her with a triumphant smile. Nothing could bring him down from this moment. His team had just become lacrosse champions. He patted his lap, motioning for her to sit down, and she happily sat and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Hey champ." She teased as a smile came across his face, placing his hand around on the small of her back. She glanced over to where Stiles was being surrounded. He had a phone to his ear, probably telling his dad all about how he shot the winning goal. Cora smiled before turning her attention back to Isaac. "I'm glad he has this moment." Isaac smiled back at her "And I'm glad I have this moment." He captured her lips with his in a passionate kiss. As far as he was concerned, this moment could last forever.